She slammed the book shut but her fingers stayed on the cover, tracing the worn edges like she could still feel the words burning through the paper. Those smutty pages had her soaked already, the crude descriptions of cock slamming into cunt, of fingers stretching ass, of hot cum spraying across tits. Lisa couldn't stop thinking about them. She shoved the book under her pillow and yanked her shorts down, spreading her legs on the bed. Her pussy lips were puffy and slick, clit throbbing as she rubbed it hard with two fingers, imagining the filthy scene from the pages where the woman begged to be fucked like a whore.
It wasn't enough. She grabbed her phone and texted Mark, the neighbor who'd been eye-fucking her for weeks. "Come over. Now. Bring nothing but that dick." He knocked five minutes later, and she answered the door naked, tits out, cunt dripping down her thighs. "Read this shit to me," she ordered, shoving the open book at him. Mark's eyes widened at the words but his cock hardened instantly in his jeans. He read out loud in a rough voice: "She dropped to her knees and sucked that thick cock down her throat, gagging as he fucked her face."
Lisa dropped right there in the hallway, unzipping him and pulling out his hard shaft. She licked the head, tasting pre-cum, then swallowed him deep, choking on the length just like the pages described. Mark groaned and thrust his hips, gripping her hair.
"Fuck, your mouth's so wet and tight. Suck it harder, slut." She did, bobbing fast, spit running down his balls while her hand worked her own clit in circles.
He pulled her up after a minute, spun her around, and bent her over the couch. "This what those smutty pages got you wanting?" he growled, rubbing his cockhead against her entrance. She pushed back, taking the first few inches raw. "Yes, fuck me like that. Pound my pussy." He slammed in balls-deep on the first thrust, stretching her walls, then set a brutal pace. Skin slapped skin, her juices coating his shaft as he rammed her over and over. Lisa moaned loud, fingers digging into the cushions, ass jiggling with every impact.
Mark reached around and pinched her nipples, twisting them while he fucked deeper, hitting her spot until her legs shook. "Your cunt's gripping me like it wants every drop," he said, pulling out to slap his wet cock against her ass before driving back in. She came hard, pussy clenching and squirting a little around him, but he didn't stop. He flipped her onto her back on the floor, spread her thighs wide, and buried his face between them. His tongue lapped her swollen folds, sucking her clit, then shoved inside her hole, tasting her cum. Lisa grabbed his hair and ground against his mouth. "Eat that pussy, make me come again."
He did, adding two fingers to fuck her while he licked, until she was writhing and screaming. Then he climbed up, shoved his cock back into her dripping slit, and pounded her missionary style, their bodies slick with sweat. "Tell me what the next page says," she panted. He grabbed the book with one hand, still thrusting, and read more filth: "He flipped her over and took her ass, stretching that tight hole with his thick dick." Lisa's eyes lit up. "Do it. Fuck my ass."
Mark pulled out, spat on her puckered hole, and pressed his cock against it. He pushed slow at first, then harder, popping past the ring and sinking into her ass inch by inch. Lisa hissed at the burn but pushed back, taking him all the way. "Goddamn, you're so tight back here," he grunted, starting to thrust. He fucked her ass steady and deep, reaching under to rub her clit. She came again, ass squeezing him rhythmically. He didn't last long after that, pulling out at the last second to stroke his cock and unload thick ropes of cum across her tits and stomach, just like the smutty pages had promised.
They lay there catching their breath, but Lisa wasn't done. She scooped some cum onto her fingers and licked it off, then rolled over to suck him clean. "Read me more," she demanded, handing him the book again. Mark grinned and flipped the page, voice low and dirty as he described the next scene while she climbed on top and rode him back to hardness. The night stretched on with every filthy word turning into real action, bodies tangled, holes filled, until the book lay forgotten on the floor and they were both spent, covered in sweat and cum, satisfied in the rawest way.
