I was scrolling through Pornhub sex stories late one night, pussy already throbbing from the filthy comments under a video of some chick getting railed in a hotel room. One comment stuck out: a guy saying he wanted to bend a random woman over and pound her cunt until she begged. I messaged him back on the site, told him I was wet and down. He replied fast with his hotel room number and a demand: show up naked under a coat, no talking at first, just take it.
I knocked on his door twenty minutes later, coat barely covering my tits and ass. He opened it, grabbed me by the hair, and yanked me inside. "On your knees," he growled. I dropped, coat falling open. He unzipped and shoved his thick cock straight into my mouth, no warm-up. I gagged as he fucked my throat, spit running down my chin onto my bare tits. He held my head and pumped deep, balls slapping my chin while he muttered about how the story comments always made him want a slut like me.
He pulled out and spun me around, bending me over the bed. My face hit the sheets as he spread my ass cheeks and drove his cock into my dripping pussy in one hard thrust. I moaned loud, cunt stretching around him. He didn't ease in; he slammed into me over and over, hips smacking my ass, balls hitting my clit with every stroke. "Take that dick," he said, voice rough. "Just like those Pornhub sex stories you read." I pushed back, meeting every thrust, pussy clenching tight.
He flipped me onto my back, lifted my legs over his shoulders, and buried himself again. My tits bounced as he fucked me fast and mean, thumb rubbing my swollen clit. I came hard, juices squirting around his shaft, but he kept going, pounding through the spasms. "Not done yet," he grunted. He pulled out, flipped me again, and pressed his cock against my asshole. I tensed but he pushed in slow at first, then deeper once I relaxed. The stretch burned good. He started thrusting, ass fucking me while he reached around to finger my pussy. Two holes filled, dirty words spilling from his mouth about how tight I was and how the stories always ended with cum everywhere.
I came again, ass gripping him, and he followed right after, pulling out to shoot thick ropes across my back and ass cheeks. He wiped his cock on my thigh, then told me to stay. Round two started minutes later when he hauled me into the shower. Water running, he bent me against the tiles and fucked my pussy from behind again, fingers digging into my hips. Soap and cum mixed as he drilled me, telling me to finger my own clit while he used me. I did, coming with a scream that echoed off the walls.
We moved back to the bed after. He sat on the edge and made me ride him reverse, watching his cock disappear into my pussy in the mirror across the room. I bounced hard, tits swinging, ass slapping his thighs. He reached up and pinched my nipples, twisting until I yelped. "Harder," he ordered. I slammed down faster, grinding my clit on his base until another orgasm hit. He came inside me this time, hot cum flooding my cunt. I stayed seated on him, feeling it leak out around his softening dick.
We didn't stop there. He had me on all fours again for a third round, this time alternating between my pussy and mouth, making me taste my own juices and his previous load. Dirty talk flowed nonstop: how my cunt was made for this, how the Pornhub sex stories comments were right about needing a stranger to wreck me. He finished by jerking off onto my face, cum dripping from my lips and chin onto my tits.
By morning I was sore, covered in dried cum and sweat, but satisfied. He handed me my coat and told me to read more stories and message him again. I walked out with his load still leaking down my thigh, already planning the next comment I'd reply to. Those Pornhub sex stories had turned into the best raw fuck of my life, and I knew I'd be back for more.
