She walked into the bar like she owned the place, short skirt barely covering her ass, white skin glowing under the lights, looking for trouble. I spotted her right away, the kind of dirty white girl who wants it raw and doesn't pretend otherwise. I bought her a drink, told her straight up what I wanted to do to her, and she smiled with those full lips and said, "Take me to your place and fuck me like you mean it."
We barely made it through the door before I had her against the wall. I yanked her top down, grabbed her tits, and squeezed hard. Her nipples were already stiff. She moaned loud when I pinched them, pushing her chest out for more. "Yeah, treat this white girl dirty," she said, voice husky. I dropped to my knees, shoved her skirt up, and ripped her panties aside. Her pussy was shaved smooth and already wet. I buried my face between her legs and licked her hard, tongue sliding up and down her slit before sucking on her clit.
She grabbed my head and ground against my mouth. "Fuck, eat that pussy," she begged. I shoved two fingers inside her and pumped them fast while I licked. She came quick, thighs shaking, juices running down my chin. But that was just the start.
I stood up, spun her around, and bent her over the couch. I pulled my cock out, thick and hard, and slapped it against her ass.
"You want this dick?" I asked. "Tell me." She looked back over her shoulder, eyes glassy. "Give me that cock. Fuck this dirty white girl." I slammed into her in one thrust. She was tight but took every inch, pussy gripping me like it was made for it. I fucked her hard, hips slapping against her ass, balls hitting her with every stroke. She reached back and spread her cheeks so I could go deeper.
"Harder," she demanded. I grabbed her hair and pulled, pounding her like a machine. The wet sounds of her cunt filled the room. She came again, screaming, pussy pulsing around my shaft. I didn't stop. I pulled out, flipped her onto her back on the floor, and spread her legs wide. I drove back in, watching my cock disappear into her pink hole. Her white skin flushed red as she took it.
I leaned down and sucked on her tits while I fucked her. She wrapped her legs around me and met every thrust. "Fill me up," she said. "Come in this dirty white pussy." I held off, wanting more. I pulled out and shoved my cock in her mouth. She sucked greedily, tasting her own juices, gagging when I pushed deep into her throat. Spit ran down her chin onto her tits. I face-fucked her for a minute, then pulled back and told her to get on all fours.
She obeyed fast, ass up, face down. I spit on her asshole and rubbed it in, then pressed my cock against it. "You want it here too?" She nodded, pushing back. "Do it. Fuck my ass." I worked the head in slow at first, then slid the rest of the way. She groaned, half pain, half pleasure. I started moving, stretching her tight hole. She reached under and rubbed her clit while I pounded her ass. "Deeper, you bastard," she hissed. I gave it to her, full strokes, balls slapping her pussy.
We switched positions again. I sat on the couch and she climbed on top, sinking her ass down on my cock. She rode me reverse, bouncing hard, tits jiggling. I reached around and fingered her pussy at the same time. She came screaming, ass clenching around me. I couldn't hold back anymore. I grabbed her hips and thrust up hard, shooting deep inside her ass, load after load.
We didn't stop there. After a short break she sucked me hard again, then I bent her over the kitchen table and fucked her pussy from behind while I slapped her ass red. She kept talking dirty the whole time, begging for more, calling herself a filthy white slut. By the time we finished she was dripping with sweat and cum, legs weak, smiling like she'd gotten exactly what she came for. We collapsed on the bed and she curled against me, already whispering what she wanted next round.
