She walked into the bar like she owned the place, short skirt barely covering her ass, and I knew right then I was going to fuck her. No small talk, no games. I bought her a drink, told her straight, "I want to bend you over and pound that pussy until you can't walk straight." She smirked, downed the shot, and said, "My place. Now."
We barely made it through her door before she dropped to her knees. Her hands yanked my belt open, freeing my thick cock. She wrapped her lips around the head and sucked hard, tongue swirling while she pumped the shaft with both hands. Spit ran down her chin as she took me deeper, gagging when I grabbed her hair and thrust into her throat. "That's it, choke on it," I growled. She moaned around my dick, eyes watering, and kept sucking like she needed every inch.
I pulled her up, spun her around, and bent her over the couch. Her skirt flipped up, revealing a soaked thong. I ripped it aside and slammed two fingers into her dripping cunt. She was tight and hot, clenching around me as I finger-fucked her fast. "Fuck me already," she begged. I lined up my cock and drove in balls-deep in one thrust. She cried out, pushing back against me. I pounded her hard, hips slapping her ass with every stroke, her juices coating my shaft.
Her walls squeezed me tight as she came, screaming my name. I didn't stop. I flipped her onto her back on the floor, spread her legs wide, and buried my face between her thighs. I licked her swollen clit, sucking it hard while I shoved my tongue inside her. She tasted sweet and dirty. Her hands clawed my hair, grinding her pussy on my mouth until she squirted, soaking my chin.
I climbed over her and shoved my cock back in. We fucked like animals, me holding her legs over my shoulders, drilling deep. Sweat slicked our skin. "Harder, fuck me harder," she demanded. I gave it to her, slamming in until my balls ached. I pulled out at the last second and sprayed thick ropes of cum across her tits and stomach. She rubbed it into her skin, licking her fingers clean.
We weren't done. She pushed me onto the bed and straddled me, sinking down on my still-hard cock. She rode me rough, bouncing so her tits jiggled, ass slapping my thighs. I reached up and pinched her nipples hard. She leaned forward, kissing me dirty, tongues battling while she ground her clit against me. Another orgasm hit her, pussy pulsing and milking me. I flipped her onto all fours and took her from behind again, one hand in her hair, the other slapping her ass red. "You love this cock, don't you?" I snarled. "Yes, fill me up," she gasped.
I came inside her this time, pumping load after load deep in her cunt. Cum leaked out around my shaft as I kept thrusting through it. We collapsed, breathing heavy, but she reached down and stroked me back to life. Round three was slower but no less filthy. She sucked me clean, tasting our mixed juices, then climbed on top again, this time guiding me into her ass. She worked me in inch by inch, moaning as I stretched her tight hole. I fucked her ass deep and steady until she came again, then pulled out and finished on her face.
By morning we were sore, marked, and grinning. She kissed me hard and said, "Same time tomorrow?" I already knew the answer was yes.
