She walked into the bar like she owned the place, short skirt barely covering her ass, and I knew right away I had to fuck her. My cock was already twitching in my jeans, thick and heavy between my legs, the kind of dick that makes girls stare and then beg. I bought her a drink, told her my name was Lex, and twenty minutes later we were in my apartment with her back against the door.
"Show me," she said, eyes locked on my crotch. Her name was Mia, twenty-three, tight little body, perky tits pushing against her top. I unzipped and let my cock spring out, nine thick inches, veined and already leaking. Her eyes went wide.
"Fuck, that's huge," she whispered, but she dropped to her knees anyway. Her tongue licked the head first, tasting the pre-cum, then she opened wide and tried to take me. She gagged halfway down but kept going, spit running down my shaft while her hand pumped what her mouth couldn't reach. I grabbed her hair and fucked her face slow, making her choke on it until tears ran down her cheeks.
"Stand up," I told her. She did, and I bent her over the couch. Her skirt flipped up easy. No panties. Her pussy was shaved smooth and already wet, lips puffy and pink. I rubbed my cockhead up and down her slit, smearing her juices over my dick, then pushed in hard. She cried out, body shaking as I stretched her open inch by inch until my balls pressed against her ass.
"God, you're splitting me," she moaned, but she pushed back, taking more. I started thrusting, deep and rough, the wet sound of her cunt sucking on my cock filling the room. Every time I bottomed out she gasped. Her walls clenched tight around me, hot and slick. I reached under and rubbed her clit in fast circles while I pounded her, making her legs tremble.
She came first, pussy pulsing hard around my dick, juices dripping down her thighs. I didn't stop. I flipped her onto her back on the couch, hooked her legs over my shoulders, and drove in even deeper. Her tits bounced with every thrust. I leaned down and sucked one nipple hard while I fucked her, then switched to the other.
"Harder," she begged. "Fill me up." I slammed into her faster, the couch creaking under us. Her pussy made filthy wet noises every time my cock pulled out and slammed back in. I felt my balls tighten. I pulled out at the last second, stroked my cock twice, and shot thick ropes of cum across her stomach and tits. She rubbed it into her skin, then licked her fingers clean.
We didn't stop there.
She got on all fours on the floor and I took her from behind again, this time slower, grinding deep so she felt every inch. I reached around and fingered her clit until she came a second time, screaming into the carpet. My cock stayed rock hard. I pulled out, spat on her asshole, and pushed two fingers in while I kept fucking her pussy. She moaned louder, pushing back on both.
When I finally came again, I stayed buried inside her, pumping load after load into her tight cunt until it overflowed and ran down her legs. She collapsed forward, breathing hard, cum leaking out of her. I pulled her up and kissed her messy, tasting myself on her tongue.
"Round three in the shower," she said with a grin, already reaching for my cock again. I was ready.
