Priya walked into the bar like she owned the place, her tight black dress hugging her round ass and pushing her full tits up. She spotted Jake at the end of the counter, tall, broad-shouldered, white skin already flushed from a couple drinks. Their eyes locked and she smiled, walking straight over.
"You look like trouble," she said, sliding onto the stool next to him.
"Only the fun kind," Jake answered, buying her a shot. They knocked them back fast. Within twenty minutes his hand was on her thigh, fingers sliding under the hem of her dress. Priya spread her legs a little and let him feel the heat between them.
"My place is two blocks away," she said. "Let's go."
They barely made it inside her apartment before Jake had her against the door, kissing hard, hands grabbing her ass. Priya reached down and squeezed his cock through his jeans. It was already thick and hard.
"Fuck, you're big," she said, dropping to her knees right there in the hallway. She unzipped him, pulled his cock out, and wrapped her lips around the head. Jake groaned as she sucked him deep, tongue swirling, spit running down his shaft. She took him all the way to the back of her throat, gagging once but not stopping.
"Goddamn, Priya," he muttered, hands in her hair. She looked up at him with watery eyes and kept sucking, one hand stroking the base while she bobbed fast.
He pulled her up after a minute, spun her around, and yanked the dress up over her hips.
No panties. He slapped her ass hard, then slid two fingers into her wet pussy.
"Already soaked," he said. "You been thinking about this white cock all night?"
"Yes," she moaned, pushing back on his fingers. "Fuck me."
Jake didn't need more invitation. He lined up and shoved his cock straight into her. Priya cried out, gripping the wall as he started pounding her from behind. Each thrust went deep, his balls slapping against her. She reached back and spread her ass cheeks so he could go even harder.
"Harder," she begged. "Fuck that Indian pussy."
He slammed into her, one hand reaching around to rub her clit while the other held her hip. Priya came fast, legs shaking, pussy clenching around his cock. Jake didn't slow down. He kept fucking her through it, then pulled out and turned her to face him.
"Bedroom," he said.
They made it to the bed and she climbed on top. She sank down on his cock in one smooth motion, taking every inch. Her tits bounced as she rode him, hips rolling, grinding her clit against him. Jake reached up and pinched her nipples, then sat up to suck one into his mouth.
"Keep riding that dick," he told her. Priya bounced faster, ass slapping down on his thighs. Sweat ran between her tits. She leaned forward and kissed him dirty, tongues sliding, while she kept fucking herself on his cock.
Jake flipped them suddenly, putting her on her back with her legs over his shoulders. He drove in deep, the new angle hitting her spot every time. Priya's moans turned into loud cries.
"Right there, don't stop, fill me up," she gasped.
He fucked her hard and steady until his balls tightened. "Gonna cum," he warned.
"Inside me," she said. "I want it."
Jake buried himself to the hilt and came, pumping thick loads deep into her pussy. Priya came again right after, milking every drop out of him. They stayed locked together, breathing hard, his cock still twitching inside her.
After a minute he pulled out and watched his cum leak from her. Priya smiled, reached down, and pushed two fingers into herself, then licked them clean while he watched.
"Round two in the shower?" she asked.
Jake was already getting hard again.
