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Fingers in Her Cunt

She pushed me against the apartment door the second it clicked shut. No names yet, just the heat from the bar still clinging to us. Her mouth crashed into mine, tongue shoving past my lips...

She pushed me against the apartment door the second it clicked shut. No names yet, just the heat from the bar still clinging to us. Her mouth crashed into mine, tongue shoving past my lips like she already owned the space. I grabbed her hips and yanked her closer, grinding my thigh up between her legs. She was soaked through her jeans. I could feel it.

"Fuck," she muttered against my teeth. "Been thinking about this since you bought me that drink."

I shoved my hand down the front of her pants without asking. Her cunt was slick and hot, lips puffy, clit already hard under my fingers. I rubbed it in tight circles, rough and fast the way I like it when I'm this wound up. She bucked against my palm and bit my bottom lip hard enough to sting.

"Get these off," I growled, tugging at her waistband. She kicked her shoes away and shimmied the jeans down. No panties. Her thighs glistened. I dropped to my knees right there in the hallway and spread her open with both thumbs. Her pussy smelled like salt and want. I dragged my tongue from her entrance to her clit in one long, filthy lick.

She grabbed my hair and held me there. "Suck it. Suck my fucking clit."

I did. Hard. Lips sealed around the swollen nub while two fingers pushed straight into her. She was tight but took them easy, walls fluttering and dripping down my knuckles. I pumped them deep, curling on every pull, and kept sucking like I was starving. Her moans got louder, raw, the kind that echo off cheap walls.

"More. Give me another finger, you dirty bitch."

Three fingers now, stretching her. My palm slapped against her mound with every thrust. She rode my face, hips jerking, until her thighs started shaking. I pulled back just enough to watch her cunt clench around my fingers, shiny and red.

"Bedroom," she panted. "Now."

We stumbled down the short hall, shedding the rest of our clothes. She shoved me onto the mattress and climbed on top, straddling my face backward so she could lean down and bury her tongue in my own dripping pussy at the same time. Sixty-nine, raw and messy. Her spit mixed with my juices and ran down my ass crack. She licked me open, tongue fucking my hole while her fingers worked my clit.

I couldn't focus. Her cunt was right above my mouth again, so I went back in, sucking and slurping loud and obscene. The wet sounds filled the room. She tasted like heaven and sin.

She came first, grinding down hard on my face, thighs clamping my head while she flooded my tongue. I swallowed what I could and kept licking through it. She didn't stop on me though. She shoved two fingers into my cunt and twisted them, scissoring me open while she sucked my clit like she wanted to pull it off.

I came with a shout, back arching off the bed, gushing around her hand. She didn't pull out. She kept fucking me through it, slow and deep, until I was shaking and oversensitive.

We flipped. She lay on her back and pulled me on top of her, our legs scissored together so our cunts rubbed slick and hot. We ground against each other, clits catching, wetness making everything slide easy. Her hands gripped my ass, nails digging in, guiding the rhythm. Hard. Fast. Desperate.

"Rub that pussy on mine," she ordered. "Make it messy."

I did. We moved like animals, sweat-slick skin slapping, the smell of sex thick in the air. Every roll of my hips dragged my clit over hers. She reached between us and shoved two fingers into both of us at once, stretching us together. The extra pressure made me see stars.

We came again like that, locked tight, moaning into each other's mouths, cunts pulsing around her fingers and against each other. Aftershocks rolled through us for a long minute.

She pulled her hand free and licked her fingers clean, eyes locked on mine. Then she kissed me, sharing the taste. We stayed tangled, breathing hard, legs still hooked.

"Round two in ten minutes," she said, voice hoarse. "I'm not done with that cunt yet."

I smiled against her neck and slid my hand back down between her thighs. She was still wet. So was I. The night was young, and we had all the time we needed to keep it filthy.

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