I slid into her DMs after she replied to my dumb Facebook story poll. The question was simple: "How do I create a story on Facebook that actually gets noticed?" She answered back fast with a picture of her tits barely covered by a thin tank top and the words "Post something filthy and wait for me to slide in."
That was all it took. I typed back raw and direct: "You want filthy? Tell me what you're wearing right now and how wet your cunt is." She didn't hesitate.
"Just a thong. Soaked through already. Your turn."
We went back and forth for an hour, no bullshit, no slow build. She described how she was rubbing her clit while reading my messages, how her fingers slipped inside easy because she was dripping. I told her exactly what I'd do if I was there: spread her legs, bury my face between them, tongue-fuck her until she came on my mouth, then flip her over and slam my cock in deep. She sent a voice note moaning my name while she fingered herself. I jerked off listening to it, shooting thick ropes across my stomach and telling her about every spurt.
By the next night we had plans. She lived two towns over but drove straight to my place like she was starving for it. The second she walked in I had her against the door, hand down her shorts, two fingers knuckle-deep in that hot, slick pussy. She was already soaked, just like she promised. "Fuck, you weren't lying," I growled, pumping my fingers while she ground down on them. She yanked my zipper open and pulled my cock out, stroking it hard and fast. "Shut up and fuck me."
I bent her over the couch without another word. Her shorts hit the floor and I lined up, shoving in balls-deep in one thrust. She was tight and wet as hell, gripping me like she needed it. I fucked her rough and steady, slapping her ass red while she pushed back to take every inch. "Harder," she begged. I gave it to her, pounding until the couch creaked and her moans turned into screams. She came first, pussy clenching and squirting a little around my cock. I didn't stop. I pulled out, flipped her onto her back, and buried my face in her cunt, licking up every drop while she shook through another orgasm.
She tasted sweet and dirty at the same time. When I finally slid back inside her she wrapped her legs around me and pulled me close. "Fill me up," she ordered. I fucked her deep and fast until my balls tightened and I unloaded, pumping cum into her while she milked every drop. We stayed like that, breathing hard, my cock still twitching inside her.
Round two happened in the shower. She dropped to her knees and sucked me clean, taking me all the way to the back of her throat until I was hard again. I fucked her mouth, hands in her hair, then lifted her up and pinned her to the tile. Water ran down between us while I thrust up into her again, slower this time but still raw. She came with her nails digging into my shoulders, then I spun her around and took her from behind until I added another load to the first one.
We didn't bother with Facebook stories after that. We just kept meeting up, sending each other filthy texts and voice notes whenever we needed it. She liked it direct: "Come over and eat my pussy until I can't walk." I liked it the same way: "Get on all fours and spread for me." No romance, no games, just two people using each other exactly how we wanted.
The last time she came over she brought a toy. I watched her fuck herself with it while I stroked my cock, then I took over, working the vibrator against her clit while I pounded her ass with my fingers. She came so hard she soaked the sheets. I finished by jerking off across her tits and stomach, marking her like she asked.
We both knew it wouldn't last forever, but while it did we kept it simple and filthy. No stories needed on Facebook when the real thing was this good. She left that night with my cum still drying on her skin and a promise to text the next time she wanted her cunt wrecked. I watched her drive away, already thinking about the next message I'd send: something short, something dirty, something that would get her dripping before she even replied.
