She walked into the bar like she owned the place, short black dress hugging every curve, nipples already poking through the thin fabric. I watched her order a drink, then catch my eye and smile that filthy little smile. Ten minutes later she was grinding her ass against my cock on the dance floor, whispering that she needed to get fucked hard right now.
We barely made it to my apartment.
The second the door shut she dropped to her knees, yanking my jeans open and swallowing my cock in one wet gulp. She gagged on it but kept going, spit running down her chin while she looked up at me with those big hungry eyes. “Fuck my face,” she said, voice hoarse. I grabbed her hair and thrust deep, using her mouth like a toy until tears streaked her mascara.
I pulled her up, spun her around, and bent her over the couch. The dress came up, panties ripped aside, and I slammed into her dripping pussy in one thrust. She was tight and soaking, moaning loud as I pounded her from behind. Her tits spilled out of the top of the dress, bouncing with every slap of my hips against her ass. “Harder, fuck me harder,” she begged, pushing back to take every inch.
I flipped her onto her back on the floor, spread her legs wide, and drove back inside. Her clit was swollen; I rubbed it rough while I fucked her deep and steady. She came fast, pussy clenching around my cock, juices soaking my balls. I didn’t stop. I kept slamming into her through the orgasm until she was shaking and babbling.
She wanted more. She climbed on top, lined my cock up, and sank down slow at first, then rode me like she was trying to break me. Her tits bounced in my face; I sucked one nipple hard while she ground her clit against me. “I’m gonna come again,” she gasped, and she did, squirting a little this time, soaking my stomach.
I pushed her off, stood her up, and bent her over the kitchen counter. I spread her ass cheeks and slid back into her pussy, then pressed a thumb against her tight asshole. She pushed back, taking it. I fucked her hard, alternating between her holes with my thumb until she was whimpering and coming again.
When I was ready I pulled out, spun her around, and shoved my cock back in her mouth. She sucked greedily, tasting herself, until I groaned and shot thick ropes down her throat. She swallowed every drop, then licked me clean with a satisfied moan.
We stayed there catching our breath, her dress still around her waist, my cum on her lips. She smiled up at me and said, “Round two in the shower?” I was already getting hard again.
