Tasha spotted him across the bar, that clean-cut white boy with the broad shoulders and the hungry eyes. She knew the look. They always got it when they saw a thick black girl like her, all curves and attitude, ready to fuck. She walked straight over, hips rolling, and leaned in close.
"You staring at my ass like you want to bury your face in it," she said, voice low and direct. "Buy me a drink and maybe I'll let you."
His name was Jake. Twenty-eight, worked in finance, and by the time they left the bar his hand was already under her skirt, fingers sliding over the wet lace of her panties. In the cab she unzipped him and pulled his cock out, stroking it slow and tight while the driver pretended not to watch.
They barely made it inside his apartment before she dropped to her knees. Tasha sucked him deep, tongue swirling around the head, taking him all the way to the back of her throat until spit ran down her chin. Jake groaned and gripped her braids, fucking her mouth in short, desperate thrusts.
"Goddamn, your mouth feels so fucking good," he growled.
She pulled off with a wet pop and stood, pushing him toward the couch. "Strip. I want that white dick inside me."
Tasha peeled off her dress, revealing smooth dark skin, heavy tits with dark nipples, and a shaved pussy already glistening. Jake kicked off his clothes and she climbed on top, grabbing his cock and rubbing the head up and down her slit before sinking down hard. She took every inch in one smooth motion, pussy stretching around him, walls gripping tight.
"Fuck yes," she moaned, riding him with long, rolling strokes. Her ass slapped against his thighs, each bounce making her tits sway. Jake reached up and squeezed them, thumbs rubbing her nipples while she ground down, clit dragging against his pubic bone.
She leaned forward, tits in his face. "Suck them while I fuck you."
Jake latched on, sucking hard, teeth grazing just enough to make her hiss. Tasha picked up the pace, slamming down on his cock, pussy making wet, filthy sounds with every thrust. Sweat slicked their skin. She reached back and cupped his balls, rolling them while she rode.
"Fill me up," she demanded. "I want to feel that cum deep."
Jake flipped them suddenly, putting her on her back with her legs spread wide. He drove into her hard, pounding deep, the couch creaking under them.
Tasha's moans turned into sharp cries as he hit that spot over and over. Her pussy clenched around him, orgasm hitting fast and hot, juices coating his cock and dripping down to his balls.
He didn't stop. Pulled out, flipped her onto all fours, and slammed back in from behind. One hand fisted her braids, the other smacked her ass hard enough to leave a red print on her dark skin. Tasha pushed back, meeting every thrust, loving the way his white cock disappeared into her.
"Harder," she ordered. "Fuck me like you mean it."
Jake gave it to her, hips snapping, balls slapping against her clit with every stroke. The room filled with the sound of skin on skin and her raw, dirty moans. When he came, he buried himself to the hilt and unloaded, thick pulses of cum flooding her pussy until it overflowed and ran down her thighs.
They stayed like that for a moment, breathing hard. Then Tasha looked back over her shoulder, smirking.
"Round two in the shower. I want you to fuck my ass this time."
Jake was already getting hard again. He pulled out slow, watching his cum leak from her stretched hole, and followed her to the bathroom. Water hit their bodies hot and steady. Tasha bent over the tile, spread her cheeks, and told him exactly how she wanted it.
He worked her open with two fingers first, then eased his cock into her tight ass while she fingered her own clit. The stretch made her curse and push back, taking him deeper until he was buried balls-deep. They fucked slow at first, then faster, water splashing, her moans echoing off the walls until he came again, pumping her ass full.
By morning they were still going, switching positions on the bed, on the floor, against the wall. Tasha rode his face until she squirted down his chin, then sucked him clean and climbed on again. Jake couldn't get enough of her body, the contrast of his pale hands on her dark skin, the way her pussy and ass took him so greedily.
When they finally collapsed, spent and sticky, Tasha grinned at him.
"Next weekend you're bringing a friend. I want two white boys at once."
Jake laughed, already hard again just thinking about it.
