She slammed the apartment door behind her and grabbed his belt before he could even drop his keys. "Fuck me right now," she said, voice low and flat. He didn't ask questions. He shoved her against the wall, yanked her skirt up, and ripped her panties down to her knees. His fingers went straight between her legs. She was already soaked, dripping down her thighs. He shoved two fingers inside her pussy and pumped them hard, making her grunt.
"Get your cock out," she ordered. He unzipped, pulled his thick dick free, and rubbed the head against her slick folds. No teasing, no buildup. He lined up and drove in balls-deep on the first thrust. She gasped, her cunt clenching around him like a fist. He started pounding right away, hips slapping against her ass with every stroke. The wet sound of his cock sliding in and out filled the room.
He fucked her standing until her legs shook, then spun her around and bent her over the couch. She spread her knees wider and reached back to pull her ass cheeks apart. "Harder," she said. He slammed back in, gripping her hips so tight his fingers left marks. Each thrust bottomed out, his balls smacking her clit. She pushed back to meet him, grinding her pussy on his shaft.
"Talk dirty," she demanded between thrusts. "Tell me how my cunt feels."
"Tight and fucking soaked," he growled. "Squeezing my dick like it wants every drop of cum."
He reached under her and rubbed her clit in rough circles while he kept driving into her. She came fast, her pussy pulsing and gushing around him. He didn't slow down. He pulled out, flipped her onto her back on the couch, and shoved back in. Her tits bounced with every thrust. He leaned down and sucked one nipple hard while he fucked her deep and steady.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and dug her heels into his ass, forcing him deeper. "Fill me up," she said. "Shoot it in my pussy." He picked up speed, pounding her into the cushions. Sweat dripped off him onto her stomach. Her second orgasm hit when he pinched her clit again. She cried out, back arching, cunt milking him.
He buried himself to the hilt and came with a groan, pumping thick ropes of cum straight into her. He stayed inside her, rocking slowly as the last spurts filled her up. When he finally pulled out, his cum leaked from her swollen pussy lips and ran down her ass.
They didn't rest long. She pushed him onto the floor and climbed on top, sinking down on his still-hard cock. She rode him rough, grinding her clit against his pelvis with every drop of her hips. He reached up and squeezed her tits, pinching the nipples while she bounced. "Fuck yes," she muttered. "Use that dick."
She leaned forward, hands on his chest, and fucked him faster. Her pussy made obscene wet noises as she worked his shaft. He slapped her ass once, then again, leaving red handprints. She came again, thighs shaking, and collapsed onto his chest for a second before rolling off.
He got behind her on all fours and entered her from the rear again. This time he went slower at first, watching his cock disappear into her cum-filled hole. Then he grabbed her hair and yanked her head back while he picked up the pace. "You like getting fucked like this?" he asked.
"Shut up and keep going," she answered. He did. He hammered into her until she was moaning nonstop, then reached around to finger her clit again. She came hard, squirting a little around his cock. That pushed him over. He pulled out at the last second and stroked himself, shooting the second load across her ass and lower back.
They stayed on the floor, breathing hard. She reached back and scooped some of his cum off her skin, licking it off her fingers. He watched, cock twitching again already. She noticed and grinned. "Round three in the shower," she said, standing up on shaky legs. Cum still dripped down her inner thighs as she walked toward the bathroom.
He followed, watching her ass sway. Straight smut, no romance, just bodies and need. They soaped up under the hot water and she dropped to her knees, taking his cock into her mouth. She sucked him deep, tongue working the underside while her hand stroked the base. He fucked her throat until she gagged, spit running down her chin and mixing with the water.
She stood, turned around, and braced against the tile. He slid back into her pussy from behind, the water making everything slicker. He reached around and rubbed her clit while he thrust. She came once more, legs buckling, before he pulled out and painted her lower back again.
Clean and dripping, they dried off and collapsed on the bed. She spread her legs and he crawled between them, licking her pussy clean of his own cum before sliding his cock back inside for one last slow, deep fuck. They finished together, him emptying whatever was left into her while she clenched around him. No words after that, just the sound of their breathing as they finally passed out tangled together.
