She walked into the dive bar with bright blue hair falling messy over her shoulders, and I knew right then I was going to fuck her. Tight black dress hugging every curve, no bra, nipples poking through the thin fabric like they were begging for attention. I bought her a shot, told her straight up what I wanted, and she smirked, downed the whiskey, and said, "Then stop talking and take me somewhere."
We barely made it to my apartment before her hand was down my pants, stroking my cock hard and fast. "Nice and thick," she muttered, squeezing the head. I slammed the door shut, spun her around, and yanked that dress up over her hips. No panties. Her ass was pale and round, and I slapped it once, hard, watching the red print bloom. She pushed back against me. "Don't tease. Fuck me already."
I dropped my jeans, freed my dick, and rubbed the tip against her wet slit. She was soaked, dripping down her thighs. One thrust and I buried myself balls-deep in her tight cunt. She gasped, then moaned loud, grinding back. "Yeah, pound that pussy." I gripped her blue hair like a handle and started slamming into her, skin slapping loud and filthy. Every thrust made her walls clench around me, hot and slick.
We moved to the couch without pulling out. She climbed on top, straddling me, blue hair swinging as she rode hard. Her tits bounced free when I pulled the dress down, and I sucked one nipple into my mouth, biting just enough to make her cry out. "Suck them harder," she ordered, grinding her clit against me. I thrust up to meet her, fucking her from below while she bounced, juices coating my shaft and balls. She came quick and dirty, shaking, cunt pulsing and squirting a little around my cock.
I flipped her onto her back, spread her legs wide, and drove back in. Her blue hair fanned out on the cushions, eyes half-lidded with lust.
"Fill me up," she begged. "Shoot that load deep." I fucked her rough, thumb rubbing her swollen clit, until she came again, screaming and clawing my back. Then I let go, pumping thick ropes of cum into her, grinding through the last pulses until it leaked out around my dick.
We didn't stop there. She sucked me clean, tongue swirling over every inch, tasting our mixed mess, then climbed on again for round two. By morning her blue hair was tangled and sticky, her body marked with my handprints, and we were both wrecked in the best way.
