Charlotte was a passionate girl who loved many things. She was an artist by trade and at only the age of 23 was managing to get-by comfortably on her own. She loved her art, travelling, fashion and her friends. But it seemed to her there was one thing she loved above all else: sex and all things erotic. She was an avid porn watcher; she was well-practiced in sex and had even been involved in a few threesomes. She often felt she was hornier than most other girls and was never ashamed to talk about sex, kink, and her experiences with whoever had the courage to bring the topic up.
She stood only 5'5" but her presence was so much more than that. She was confident and exuberant and always straight-forward. Often time when she mentioned her height to people they would make remarks like "wow! I thought you were so much taller than that!" Her dark hair fell naturally in waves and framed her thin face. Her green eyes were as piercing as her personality was and many men pined for her affections. In fact, many men received her affections -- sexually, anyway. She seldom had a boyfriend.
On this particular night she left her house in a rather unusual outfit, even by her standards. She had been chatting online with a handsome young man who was extremely sexually compatible with her. They had been on dates in the last three weeks and in that time had sex eight times. Or was it nine? She hadn't kept count but they were quickly learning each other's fantasies and fetishes and both were keen to fulfill one another's. It was for this reason that Charlotte left her house and walked the 12 blocks to get to Michael's house in her black-lack lingerie, heels and a black ¾ length overcoat. Her hair was tied back loosely in a ponytail because she thought he may want something to grab on to. She and Michael adored rough sex.
As she walked through the warm night air she made a list of things her and Michael had already done together: She had shown him just how deep she could suck a cock and impressed him when she begged for his cum on her face, she had taken his oversized cock in her ass twice, they had fucked in ever position, they fucked on the floor, he handcuffed her and spanked her bare ass, and just two days ago Michael put a butt plug in her ass while he fucked her pussy. Charlotte had been involved in a MFM threesome where she was DP'd in the past and she told Michael about it in detail -- they planned to arrange something similar soon.
She paused for a moment shocked at the fact that she was imagining future plans with this man. She felt no panic, no doubt and no insecurity. She smiled to herself and indulged in the thoughts of things to come.
Michael met her half way and they walked together aimlessly while chatting. It had been late when they agreed to meet and it was already 12:30 when they found themselves a 20 minute walk from either of their homes and stopped to kiss in a park. Although the area they had strolled through was urban originally they were now in a more secluded area where the single lamp-post was ignored and out of service. Charlotte whispered in Michael's ear a hint at what was under her jacket and with a smile on his face Michael unbuttoned the front and stared in awe at the beauty that stood before him. His new love affair was barely dressed beneath her coat wearing only see-through underwear that untied at the sides, a garter belt with straps that attached to her thigh-high stockings and a sheer black bra that barely contained her perky B-cup tits.
Michael reached his arms into her jacket and pulled her close to kiss her once more and to demonstrate his appreciation for this gesture by rubbing his bulging crotch against her. They both looked around and thought the same though and as Michael pulled her jacket from her exposed body she said out loud, "It's a Wednesday in the middle of the night... I think we could get away with a lot here".
Michael loved how similar they thought and roughly pushed her body downward so that she knelt before him. "Take it out and show me what you love." Charlotte obeyed and looked up into his eyes as she unzipped his pants, reached in and pulled his hard cock out. It stuck 8 inches out from his body and throbbed thick in her hands. She was ecstatic with this recent catch and she intended to have a lot of fun with it. "Tell me what you want." Michael loved hearing her talk dirty and loved even more commanding her to do so.
"I want this big cock," she paused to kiss the side of it, "in my mouth."
She licked the sides of his massive shaft and teased his cock head. She was putting on a show for him and teasing him slightly. Normally Michael loved this but at this particular moment he wanted her to act like a total slut. Like a filthy porn-star whore. She had done so a few times in his house and it drove him wild. "Spit on it, slut!"
Charlotte clued in and immediately changed her role to suit his fantasy -- it suited hers as well. She felt like a slut holding this big cock in front of her face while practically naked in a public park. Charlotte spent the next 5 minutes deepthroating and choking on his cock and begging for him to fuck her face harder and to call her a whore.
Michael did as she asked and called her every demeaning name he could while he forced every inch of his manhood inside her face. This still wasn't enough. He pulled her to her feet and grabbed her jacket from the ground and led her to a spot that was clear of any rocks and bushes so he could get her on thr ground and fuck her hard. As he threw down the jacket it landed with an odd metallic noise and he paused to look curiously at Charlotte. "Grab them." She nodded towards the jacket. He reached into a pocket and found her handcuffs -- a pair she was particularly proud of. They were as high-quality as police issue and if you wanted them to they could bite into your wrists hard. Michael smiled as he grabbed her wrists to cuff her hands behind her back. He stopped a moment before doing so when he spotted a metal loop protruding from the ground barely within eyesight in the darkness. He quickly got her on to her knees and put the cuffs though the loop and around her wrists. Her pussy was soaking wet at this point. She figured the loop was some part of an old construction job, or perhaps for something new. Either way, it felt secure and she loved feeling helpless and trapped.
Michael pulled her by her hips as far from where her hands were restrained so that she had to keep her face nearly on the grass. He told her to keep her ass up in the air as he untied the panties at each side and literally tossed them aside. He spanked her pale ass on the left side and she gasped from the sting. "Oh, yes! Spank me harder! I'm a nasty little slut!"
