I had the perfect level of alcohol in me, the amount that took away the fear without making me too drunk to function properly. Otherwise, there is no way I would have gone up to her. She was undoubtedly the sexiest girl in the bar- probably the sexiest girl in the city. And she was alone. Only for a minute, no doubt, before some other loser tried it on. Not this time, I thought. You don't shoot, you don't score.
She was tall, dark, slim but curvy. Black hair, a tight red dress, dark red lipstick, like a seductress from a dream. What could I say to say to such a woman? Don't think, go.
"Hi". Not the most inspiring opening line I'd ever come up with. But she looked at me, with what looked like real interest, even lust.
"What do you think of me?"
"I think you're stunning"
"You want me?"
"Yes"
"Come outside"
Holy shit, this was like a dream. She led me outside by the hand and kissed me. We stood at the same height, and she felt strong.
"I came here tonight looking for a man, I don't want to fuck about. I want to fuck. Not be fucked, to fuck? Do you understand me?" God this girl was incredible. I already thought she was a ten out of ten, but taking charge like this put her off the scale. How exactly did I reply? It's hard to recall. Safe to say, it was in the affirmative. The next thing I know, she's pushed me in a taxi and she's kissing me roughly. I'm more than happy just to sit there and let her take the lead.
Soon we were at her house, and she's dragged me out the taxi and onto her bed.
She reached into my jeans and grabbed my dick hard.
"Tonight, this is mine. Your whole body is mine. I just want to fuck you. Do you want this?"
"More than anything".
She smiled broadly at that answer, pulled my jeans and boxers down and spanked me hard.
"Are you a good slut who wants a good fucking?"
"Fuck yes"
I had never met a girl like this before, I'd always loved it when girls would dominate, but I always had to coax them into it. I had never been so horny. She pushed me down hard onto my back, tweaked my nipples and kissed all over my face.
"Lie still"
She reached under the bed and brought up a pair of strong looking handcuffs. I immediately surrendered my hands to her, and she cuffed me to the bed posts. She then slowed a little, enjoying unbuttoning and removing my shirt, then taking off my jeans, boxers and socks so I was fully naked. She was still wearing that sexy dress. She climbed gently on top of me, clearly enjoying how I was barely able to control my desperate need to fuck.
"Please, fuck me"
"Oh, I will. But first I have a surprise for you". My mind raced with a thousand possibilities, but none of them were what came next. She lifted her dress a little, revealing silky black panties. Then she hooked her fingers into the sides of the panties, and slowly shimmied them down.
Up popped her cock.
I freaked out. I shouted "no", then pulled hard at my cuffs. Her face went serious.
"We are going to fuck. We agreed this."
"I didn't agree to this! You're a man!" Now she looked angry.
"I am not a man. Calm down a second and look at me. If you can honestly tell me you see a man, you can go." I looked at her. Even seeing she had a cock, she was a woman. It was a total contradiction in my mind, but there it was. She was still the incredibly beautiful woman I had met in the bar.
