Author's note: This is a fictional, non-consensual to consensual, rough-sex story for those beta men who enjoy serving a vocal Domme. It's also appropriate for those cis and trans women who like to be in charge, as well as those who enjoy bondage play and interracial sex. Here, I emphasize the unreliability of first impressions regarding sexual encounters. The moral of this tale is one's words have power. You, therefore, must be careful in terms of what you seek when it comes to your perceived ideal partner. Fulfilling one's sexual desires can have unexpected consequences.
I hope you appreciate this graphic, unconventional, BDSM, mixed-race, transgender fantasy.
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Adam O'Sullivan is a good-looking forty-year-old corporate executive from Dublin, Ireland. He visits Los Angeles once a month to deal with pressing issues at the California branch of his international biotech company. He stays at his corporation's upscale condominium in Beverly Hills when in town.
Maria Garcia is a thirty-three-year-old, stunning, statuesque entrepreneur. Adam and Maria met three days ago at a fundraiser for the disadvantaged.
Adam was captivated by striking Maria and agreed to support her charity. After accepting his invitation for dinner, Adam picked up Maria at her Bel Air home in the foothills of the Santa Monica Mountains. They headed to her favorite downtown restaurant. Hours later, the couple arrived back at Maria's house.
"It's nearly midnight. Would you like a cup of coffee before returning to your place?" Maria offered while standing in the kitchen area of her spacious house.
"That's probably a good idea. I have a long drive ahead of me," Adam concluded.
He hoped to get into her pants, but her less-than-enthusiastic coffee offer signaled nothing was going to happen on their first date. Adam assumed she wasn't interested in him sexually. Alternately, she decided it was too late in the evening for adult play.
After entering her house, Maria started her coffee machine. "Sugar in your latte?"
"One teaspoon, please," he replied.
"Changing the subject, I discovered you're into dominant women of color. Is that correct?" Maria surprised her date.
"What? Jeez, where did that come from? How'd you know?" puzzled Adam sheepishly admitted.
He hadn't anticipated her question nor its direction, especially at the end of their vanilla date. Their sexual preferences and fetishes hadn't been discussed during dinner. Those sensitive topics usually weren't discussed on a couple's first date in Adam's conservative, corporate world.
"Don't be coy with me. I'm not an idiot? I checked you out before agreeing to tonight's date. A girl's got to protect herself these days from the creeps out there," Maria educated the man.
"You posted on
'AdultFriendFinder'
and other hookup sites you like giving oral to mahogany Femdoms with prominent clits. Aren't those your blogs? The poster's face sure looks familiar. Aren't you
'Oral4Women'
on those websites?" Maria badgered her date.
When Adam hesitated, Maria continued her rant. "Stop playing games, don't piss me off. Tell me the truth. I don't want any bullshit. Why do you think I invited you inside my house tonight? It's not to have a boring conversation about the weather or another asinine topic," she pointed out.
"I'm attracted to you simply because I have a chocolate one that requires regular attention. It loves to be played with. Your red hair with its Celtic curls is a bonus. I've got a nice buzz from the wine I've consumed. I'm horny, and I like to facesit clear men. I promised you a memorable evening when you asked me out the other day. I always keep my word," Maria declared.
Adam squirmed in his seat on the couch in the living room area of the house's open space. He didn't know what to say or do.
"Let's get going, Buster. I don't have all day. Stop wasting my time. It's what you crave. We both know it," she guessed.
Adam again failed to respond. The shock of what she said made him speechless.
"What's wrong? I'm giving you a chance to act on your darkest desires. Don't you want the '
MG
' ultimate experience? It's getting late. Let's move things along while I'm still energetic," she pressed.
When the unexpected conversation began, Adam was examining an abstract oil painting on the wall. He'd been taken off guard. He wasn't sure how to reply.
Maria was getting impatient, and she yearned for relief before bed. When Adam described his biotech company in their restaurant and the beneficial pharmaceuticals it produced, Maria imagined ripping off his clothes and fucking him savagely on top of their dining table in front of the other patrons in the restaurant. Her mind tended to drift like that when sexually aroused.
Maria grabbed Adam's hands to move things along. She pulled her date up and dragged him into her bedroom. He didn't object. Nor did he struggle. He looked around the room. To his astonishment, mirrors covered its ceiling and walls entirely.
"Strip and stretch out on the bed," Maria ordered. She loved to mess with a guy's mind before sex. She liked dumbass men to imagine what she was going to do to them.
When Adam was naked and in the assigned horizontal position, Maria directed her prey. "Close your eyes. I'm going to put a blindfold over them. Relax, I promise to be gentle," she lied.
Adam had no idea how rough Maria liked to play. He thought she was timid during dinner. He, therefore, was stunned by the take-charge persona of the nearly six-foot vixen towering over him.
"Okay, I agree," the eager beaver declared. He enthusiastically decided to play along.
"Silence, snowflake! Do you think I give a shit what you think? What a numbskull. Not another word. Don't piss me off. You're my plaything, nothing more. Now, open your mouth and lick your lips to prepare for me. Give me some sugar, baby. After a few glasses of wine, I've got a buzz. I'm looking forward to getting off. Guess what? You're the one who's going to do it," she announced.
A goofy smile appeared on Adam's face. He opened his mouth and licked his lips as instructed. It looked like this stunning woman was into his type of kink.
"Thanks for dinner. The restaurant was outstanding, but it's time for dessert. You're going to taste my delicious body for the first time. I'm feeling generous. You'll enjoy receiving my orgasm. My scent will cover you for days," Maria promised.
His cock got hard, realizing he was going to get lucky. He hadn't had sex in a month. While he was ready for a tasty pussy, naive Adam hadn't an inkling of Maria's scheme or what was going to happen.
Years ago, Adam dated an Amazon Coal-Black bodybuilder who was a direct descendant of the 16th-century African warrior 'Queen Amina of Zazzau.' Adam subsequently discovered the ingestion of copious amounts of anabolic steroids caused his Femdom girlfriend to gain muscle for her competitions. The resulting hormone storm also induced her clit to enlarge spectacularly. Additional consequences of being on the 'roids' were increased aggression and an incredible sex drive.
In those days, his insatiable Nigerian lover liked to facesit Adam to control how many orgasms she got from him daily. Four or five a day were typical. Her favorite task was to see how many times she could get off in 24 hours.
The only way he could dampen her libido was to eat her out regularly. She had a hair trigger and usually got off within seconds after his mouth latched onto her sensitive nubbin. Whether or not he busted a nut during these sexual encounters was irrelevant to his insensitive, bulked-up partner.
Once, she made him 'dine at the Y' in the backstage area before the start of an
'Iron Woman Championship'