Lena stood in the hotel doorway, her dark skin gleaming under the dim light, curves packed into a tight black dress that barely covered her ass. She locked eyes with Marcus and said, "Get over here and fuck me like you mean it." No small talk, no games. She wanted cock and she wanted it now.
He slammed the door behind him and grabbed her by the hips, yanking her close. Their mouths crashed together, tongues fighting as his hands ripped the dress down her shoulders. Her full tits spilled out, nipples already hard. He squeezed them hard, thumbs rubbing the stiff peaks while she moaned into his mouth. "Suck them," she demanded, pushing his head down. He latched on, biting and sucking one then the other, making her pussy throb and drip.
Lena reached down and freed his thick dick from his pants. It was heavy, veined, already leaking. She stroked it fast, smearing precum over the head. "This what you got for me? Gonna stretch my tight black pussy?" She dropped to her knees without waiting for an answer and swallowed him whole. Her lips stretched wide around the shaft as she bobbed hard, gagging on the length, spit running down her chin onto her tits. Marcus groaned and fucked her face, holding her head while he pumped deep into her throat.
She pulled off gasping, strings of saliva connecting her mouth to his cock. "Bed. Now." She stood, kicked the dress off, and climbed onto all fours, ass up high. Her ebony skin looked even darker against the white sheets, pussy lips swollen and shiny with juice. Marcus lined up and drove in balls-deep in one thrust. Lena cried out, "Fuck yes, pound that cunt!" He gripped her hips and slammed into her, the wet slap of skin echoing as his cock battered her walls.
He reached around and rubbed her clit in rough circles while he fucked her. Her juices coated his shaft and balls. "Harder, don't you dare slow down," she growled, pushing back to meet every thrust. The bed creaked under them. Sweat made her back shine. Marcus pulled out, flipped her onto her back, and shoved back in missionary style, legs over his shoulders so he could go even deeper. Her tits bounced with every brutal stroke. She clawed his arms, moaning filthy shit like, "Fill me up, breed this pussy, make it yours."
They switched again. She climbed on top, sank down on his cock, and rode him like she was breaking a horse. Her ass cheeks clapped as she bounced, grinding her clit against him on every drop. "Look at you taking all that dick," he grunted, slapping her ass hard enough to leave red prints on her dark skin. She leaned forward, tits in his face, and he sucked them while she worked her hips in fast circles. Her pussy clenched tight around him, getting ready to come.
Lena came first, body shaking, juices squirting out around his cock as she screamed, "I'm fucking coming!" Marcus kept thrusting through it, then flipped her back onto her stomach, spread her cheeks, and drove back into her soaked hole from behind. He fucked her through the aftershocks until his balls tightened. "Gonna nut deep," he warned. "Do it, fill me," she begged. He buried himself to the hilt and unloaded, hot cum pumping into her in thick pulses.
They stayed locked together, breathing hard.
Lena reached back and rubbed her clit again, milking another small orgasm while his cum leaked out around his still-twitching dick. When he finally pulled out, a thick trail of white ran down her thigh. She rolled over, spread her legs, and smiled up at him. "Round two in ten minutes. This time I want it in my ass." Marcus grinned and stroked his cock back to life, already thinking about how tight she was going to feel.
The night stretched on exactly like that—raw, sweaty, and nonstop until the sun came up. Lena got every inch she asked for, and Marcus left knowing he'd just had the best fuck of his life.
