She stepped into his apartment and he didn't waste time with small talk. The door slammed shut and his hand locked around her throat, pushing her back against the wall. "Strip, now," he growled, his eyes locked on her dark skin and full curves.
Tasha peeled off her dress fast, letting it drop to the floor. No bra, no panties. Her heavy tits bounced free, nipples already tight. He grabbed one hard, twisting until she hissed. "On your knees, black girl. Suck this cock like you mean it."
She dropped down, unzipping him. His thick white dick sprang out, already hard and veined. She opened wide and took it deep, gagging as he thrust straight into her throat. Spit ran down her chin onto her tits while he fucked her face without mercy. "That's it, take every inch. Good little slut."
He pulled out after a few minutes and hauled her up by the hair. Bent her over the couch arm, ass up. His palm cracked across her round cheeks, leaving red handprints on her brown skin. She moaned loud when the next slap landed. "Please, fuck me," she begged.
He didn't tease. He lined up and drove his cock straight into her wet pussy in one hard thrust. Tasha cried out, gripping the cushions as he pounded her deep and fast. Her juices coated his shaft, dripping down her thighs. Every slap of his hips against her ass echoed through the room.
He reached around and rubbed her clit rough, making her legs shake. "You gonna cum on this dick?" he demanded. She nodded, voice broken. "Yes, sir, please let me." He fucked harder, fingers digging into her hip, until her pussy clenched and she came hard, squirting around his cock.
He didn't stop. Pulled out, flipped her onto her back on the floor, and spread her legs wide. He slammed back in, pinning her wrists above her head. His mouth sucked on her nipples, biting just enough to sting. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper while he rutted into her like an animal.
Sweat made their bodies slide together. He flipped her again, this time face down, and took her ass. Slow at first to stretch her, then harder once she relaxed. "Fuck, your tight black ass feels so good," he grunted, slapping her cheeks red again. Tasha pushed back against him, taking every thrust, moaning into the carpet.
He came with a roar, flooding her ass with hot cum. Pulled out and watched it leak out of her. Then he dragged her to the shower, soaped her up, and bent her over the tile to fuck her pussy again under the hot water. She came twice more before he finished.
Later they lay on the bed, his hand still possessively on her throat. "You come back tomorrow," he said. Tasha smiled, already sore and wet again. "Yes, sir."
