I spotted her across the bar, this tight little brunette in a skirt so short it barely covered her ass. She kept glancing over, biting her lip, and I knew right away she wanted it. I walked up, bought her a drink, and she leaned in close, whispering how she needed a real man. Twenty minutes later we were back at my place, her hands already grabbing at my belt.
She dropped to her knees the second the door shut. "Fuck, I heard you were packing," she said, yanking my jeans down. My cock sprang out, thick and heavy, already half hard. Her eyes went wide. "Holy shit, that's big. I want it." She wrapped both hands around the shaft and started stroking, licking the head like she was starving for it.
I grabbed her hair and pushed her mouth down. She gagged but didn't pull back, taking as much as she could. Spit ran down her chin while she worked me deeper, moaning around the thickness. "That's it, suck that big cock," I told her. She looked up at me with watery eyes, nodding, her tongue swirling every time she pulled back.
After a few minutes she pulled off, breathing hard. "Please," she begged. "I need this cock in my pussy. I've been thinking about it all night." She stood up, peeled off her clothes, and bent over the couch, ass up, already wet.
I slapped her cheek and lined up, rubbing the fat head against her slit.
She pushed back, trying to take it. "Give it to me. Stretch me out with that huge dick." I shoved in slow at first, letting her feel every inch. She moaned loud, gripping the cushions. "Fuck, it's so big. Don't stop." I bottomed out and started pounding, balls slapping her clit with every thrust. Her pussy clenched tight around me, dripping down my shaft.
"Harder," she cried. "Fuck me like you own it." I slammed into her, one hand on her hip, the other reaching around to rub her clit. She came fast, shaking and screaming, but I didn't slow down. I flipped her onto her back on the floor, legs over my shoulders, and drove in deep again. Her tits bounced with every stroke. "Tell me how much you want it," I said.
"Please, give me your big cock," she gasped. "I need it so bad. Fill me up." I fucked her through another orgasm, then pulled out and made her suck me clean, tasting her own cum on my dick. She begged again when I stood her up against the wall, lifting one leg so I could slide back inside. "Don't pull out," she pleaded. "I want every drop."
We moved to the bedroom. She rode me next, grinding down on my cock, taking it all the way to the base. Her hands were on my chest, nails digging in. "Your cock feels so good," she kept saying. "It's ruining me for anyone else." I grabbed her ass and thrust up hard, making her bounce. She came again, squirting a little down my balls.
I put her on all fours on the bed and took her from behind, pulling her hair so her back arched. "Beg for it," I ordered. "Please fuck me with that big cock," she moaned. "I can't get enough. Wreck my pussy." I pounded her until she collapsed forward, then rolled her over and spread her legs wide. She reached down, spreading her lips for me. "Look how open I am for you. Put it back in."
I buried myself to the hilt again and kept going, sweat dripping off both of us. She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me deeper. "Come inside me," she begged. "I want to feel that big cock explode." I fucked her faster, grunting, until I finally unloaded deep in her, pulse after pulse filling her up. She came one last time around me, milking every drop.
We lay there catching our breath, my cock still inside her. She smiled, lazy and satisfied. "Round two?" she asked, already starting to move her hips again. I was still hard. We went at it twice more before the sun came up, her begging every single time.
