Jake stared at the screen, cock already half-hard as he scrolled through the latest uploads on the smut site. The place was raw as hell, no filters, just strangers posting the dirtiest shit they could think of. He typed fast, fingers sticky from the lube he'd already slicked over his shaft while reading a new story about a woman getting railed in a parking garage. His own handle, RawWriter69, had a decent following. People liked how he described fucking without any bullshit romance.
A private message popped up. From a user named WetSlut4U. "Your last post about bending her over the desk made me finger myself raw. Want to write the next chapter together?"
Jake grinned, typed back immediately. "Show me how wet you are. Send a pic or describe it."
She replied fast with a close-up: shaved pussy lips spread, fingers buried inside, glistening. "That's for you. Now tell me what you'd do if you were here."
He stroked harder, precum leaking. "I'd shove my cock in that dripping hole without asking. Fuck you until you screamed. No condom, just raw."
They went back and forth for an hour, trading filth. She told him she lived two towns over. He suggested meeting. She said yes without hesitation.
Two days later she showed up at his apartment door in a short skirt and no panties, just like he'd ordered. Her name was Lena. The second the door closed she dropped to her knees and yanked his jeans down. His cock sprang free, thick and veined. She swallowed it straight to the back of her throat, gagging wetly, spit running down her chin.
"Fuck yes," Jake growled, gripping her hair. He thrust into her mouth, using her like a toy. "That's it, choke on it."
Lena moaned around him, eyes watering, but she didn't pull back. She reached between her legs and rubbed her clit while he face-fucked her.
When he pulled out she gasped, strings of saliva connecting her lips to his head.
"Bedroom," he ordered. She stood, skirt hiked up, pussy visibly soaked. He bent her over the mattress, spread her ass, and drove his cock into her cunt in one hard thrust. She was tight but slick, taking every inch. Jake didn't start slow. He pounded her, hips slapping loud, balls swinging against her. Lena pushed back, meeting every stroke.
"Harder, fuck me harder," she begged. "Fill me up."
He reached under and pinched her clit. She came fast, pussy clenching and pulsing around him, juices running down her thighs. Jake kept going, chasing his own release, then buried deep and unloaded, pumping thick ropes of cum straight into her. He stayed inside until he softened, then pulled out and watched his load drip from her used hole.
They didn't stop there. Lena rolled onto her back, spread her legs wide, and told him to watch while she pushed more cum out. Jake stroked himself back to hardness at the sight. He flipped her over again, this time pressing his cock against her asshole.
"Want it?" he asked, voice rough.
"Give it to me," she answered. He spit on her rim and pushed in slow at first, then faster once she relaxed. Her ass gripped him like a vice. He fucked her there until she came again, screaming into the sheets, then pulled out and painted her back with another load.
They rested, ate, then went at it again in the shower. She soaped his cock and jerked him while he fingered both her holes. Later on the couch she rode him reverse, ass bouncing, his hands spreading her cheeks so he could watch his shaft disappear into her pussy. Every time she lifted up, his cum from earlier leaked around his cock. He slapped her ass red and told her she was his new favorite slut from the site.
By morning they had fucked in every room. Lena's thighs were streaked with dried cum and her own juices. Jake's cock was sore but still twitched when she kissed the head goodbye.
"Same time next week?" she asked at the door, skirt back on, no underwear again.
"Bring a friend," he said. "The site needs new material."
She smiled, already typing on her phone as she walked to her car. Jake went back to his laptop, opened the smut site, and started writing the next post while the taste of her was still on his tongue.
