She walked into the bar like she owned the place, short skirt barely covering her ass, and I knew right then I was going to fuck her. No small talk, no games. I bought her a drink, she downed it, and ten minutes later we were in the back alley with her bent over a dumpster. I yanked her panties down, spit on my fingers, and shoved two into her already dripping cunt. She moaned loud and pushed back against my hand. "Fuck me hard," she said. I pulled my cock out, thick and ready, and slammed it balls-deep into her pussy in one thrust. She was tight and wet, gripping me like a vice. I fucked her fast and rough, slapping her ass red while she begged for more. Cars drove by but we didn't care. Her juices ran down my balls as I pounded her, the wet sounds filling the alley. When she came she screamed, her pussy clenching and squirting around my shaft. I kept going until I unloaded deep inside her, filling her up with thick ropes of cum. She pulled her skirt down, cum leaking down her thighs, and said, "My place. Now."
At her apartment she stripped the second the door closed. Tits out, nipples hard, she dropped to her knees and took my cock in her mouth without asking. She sucked like a pro, gagging herself on it, spit dripping everywhere. I grabbed her hair and fucked her face, watching my shaft disappear down her throat. She looked up at me with watery eyes and didn't pull away. When I was rock hard again she stood, turned around, and spread her ass cheeks. "Take it," she ordered. I lined up and drove into her asshole, no lube but her spit and my cum from earlier. She grunted and pushed back, taking every inch. I railed her ass in the hallway, balls slapping her pussy with every thrust. She reached down and rubbed her clit, coming again with my cock buried in her ass. I flipped her onto the couch and kept going, switching between her holes whenever I wanted. Her cunt and ass were both stretched and sloppy by the time I pulled out and shot another load across her face and tits.
We didn't stop there. She pulled out her phone and started filming. "Lust Stories 2 style," she said. "Make it nasty." I fucked her on the kitchen counter next, legs over my shoulders, pounding her pussy while she held the camera steady. She narrated dirty shit into the lens between moans, telling whoever would watch how good my cock felt splitting her open.
I came on her stomach and she smeared it around, still recording. We moved to the bedroom and she rode me reverse cowgirl, ass bouncing while I fingered her tight hole at the same time. Double penetration with my fingers and cock had her shaking and swearing. She came so hard she almost fell off me. I finished by flipping her onto her stomach and jackhammering her pussy until I filled it again, cum overflowing and running down her legs onto the sheets.
By morning we had hours of footage. She edited the best parts into a raw clip and uploaded it under the title we picked. The comments poured in fast. People wanted more. We made another one that night, this time with her tied to the bed while I used her mouth, pussy, and ass however I wanted. She came every time I told her to. We kept going until the sun came up again, bodies sore, sheets ruined, both of us satisfied and already planning the next shoot.
