She looked like the girl next door who still went to church on Sundays, all soft brown hair and big eyes, with a chest so flat it barely filled out her tight little tank tops. But the second she got me alone in her apartment, that innocent act dropped like wet panties.
"Lock the door," she said, voice soft but steady. I did. She peeled off her tank top right there in the living room, showing small, perky tits with hard pink nipples already standing up. No bra, nothing to hide. "Everyone thinks I'm this sweet little flat girl who doesn't know shit. They have no idea how much cock I've taken."
She dropped to her knees, yanked my jeans open, and pulled my dick out like she'd done it a thousand times. Her mouth was hot and wet, tongue swirling the head before she swallowed me deep. No hesitation, no shy glances.
She sucked like she was starving, gagging herself on purpose, spit running down her chin onto those flat tits. "Fuck my face," she mumbled around my shaft, eyes watering but locked on mine. I grabbed her hair and thrust, and she moaned like it was the best thing she'd ever tasted.
When she stood up, she shoved her shorts and panties down in one move. Her pussy was shaved smooth and already glistening. "I want you to wreck this innocent-looking cunt," she said, turning around and bending over the arm of her couch. "Hard. Don't be nice."
I slammed into her from behind. She was tight but took every inch without a flinch, pushing back to meet me. The sound of skin slapping filled the room as I pounded her flat little body. Her moans turned filthy fast. "Yes, fuck that pussy deeper. Stretch me out. I've been wanting this since you moved in." I reached around and rubbed her clit while I fucked her, and she came hard, legs shaking, cunt clenching around my cock like a fist.
She didn't let me finish. She spun around, dropped back to her knees, and sucked me again, tasting herself on me. Then she pushed me onto the couch and climbed on top, guiding my cock back inside her. Those small tits bounced as she rode me hard, grinding her clit against me with every roll of her hips. "You like how this innocent flat girl fucks?" she panted. "Bet you thought I'd be all sweet and slow. I'm gonna milk this dick dry."
She kept going until I flipped her onto her back on the floor, legs spread wide, and drove into her again. Sweat made her skin slick. She talked the whole time, dirty and nonstop. "Come in me. Fill this tight pussy up. I want it leaking out of me all night." When I finally exploded inside her, she wrapped her legs around me and held me deep, milking every drop with little rolls of her hips.
Afterward she stayed on the floor, legs open, my cum dripping from her used pussy, looking up at me with that same sweet face. "Told you I wasn't innocent," she said, smiling. "Round two in the shower?"
I was already hard again.
