In my 30s I worked for a company in the east coast for several years. During that time, I met a young woman named Bonnie. She was a Chinese girl in her early 20s and an entry level staff at our company. We had some occasional flirting, but most of the time we kept it professional, especially with the fact that I was her supervisor. However, that all changed one drunken evening on a business trip. We both had a little too much to drink and wrecked each other in my hotel room that night.
Most of the time I could accurately guess how a woman looks underneath her clothes, however Bonnie was different. From the outside she was petite at 5'4" with a slim curvy build, round almond ass, slim long face, and pair slutty slanted Asian eyes. However, when stripped down, she had an unexpected pair of gorgeous tits. You'd expect a slim Asian girl to be an A cup, but her tits were a definite C and nicely round with dark hard nipples. Also, perhaps the most surprising thing about her body was how toned and athletic it felt. I remember it well, how surprised I was when I ran my hands down her firm abs.
The night in the hotel was wild, at least the parts I could remember. I tend to be a little rough in the sack and she didn't seem to mind at all. I held her down and pounded her in multiple positions while calling her all sorts of dirty names. A few times I even slapped and choked her lightly. I couldn't tell whether she liked it or not, only she replied with whimpers and moans and was completely compliant the whole night.
We met up a couple of times after that incident and each time the sex became more and more aggressive. My most vivid memory was the one time she teased me all through dinner on how she only cums when she chooses to and that no man can force her. That evening as we fooled around, I held her naked body restrained on top of mine. With one hand squeezing her neck, I mercilessly fingered her while she fought me until she was forced to cum. Wow, did she cum hard, jerking her body and screaming at the top of her lungs. She later confessed to me that was the most intense orgasm she ever had because it was forced out of her resistance. She was more turned on by the dominance than the actual sex.
Though at this point I had come to realize the savagery of her sexual appetite, it wasn't until a few months later did I realize just how insatiable she really was. After leaving the company and moving back to the west coast, I kept in touch with her online. What started out as simple sexting became full blown webcam sex. Perhaps it was because we were closer by then or perhaps people are just more open on the internet, but she was a lot more liberated in sharing her sexual fantasies. Each time we connected, I learned more and more about her appetite for bondage, to be dominated, spanked, whipped, choked, and by her own words, "Take whatever I can get."
Shortly after that she had a business trip to the west coast and we both agreed to a meeting. At this point, the sexual tension between us from the webcam sex was so high that the meeting would guarantee to be nothing short of a fuck fest. I had no doubt in my mind we would make the memory of the previous hotel sex PG rated. She gave me the information to her hotel and we agreed to meet at a local bar nearby. The drive there was one of the most agonizing experiences in my life as my body was so tense from anticipation that I was aching and throbbing at the wheel.
I arrived at the bar a little late. I admit, I was a little lost on the way. It was hard to concentrate on the drive when most of your blood was flowing down to your other head. The place was more of a dance club than a bar. Inside, it was dark with neon lights, throbbing techno music, and even a mild synthetic fog. I looked around a bit but couldn't immediately find her, it was distracting with the music and lots of young people chatting and dancing.
Finally, I saw her sitting in a half-circle booth near the corner. The moment I saw her, my aching cock almost exploded in my pants. She had her hair in a long ponytail, just the way I liked, and was wearing a black 1 piece spaghetti strap mini-dress hugging every curve of her body. I literally wanted to just bend her over the table in that bar and savagely fuck her all night. Though I wasn't really that late, she was already on her 3rd cosmopolitan, with 2 empty glasses in front of her. Being a light drinker, it was visible that she was already tipsy.
As I was about to approach her, I saw two men moving up to her table and without even asking, they squeezed in the booth, one on each side of her. They were saying something to her, but I couldn't hear from all the music and noise. From her reaction, I could tell they were flirting and she was smiling and giggling. The waiter came by and put down a few more drinks, one of which was another cosmopolitan, which they must've ordered for her before approaching. Intrigued by the turn of events, I decided not to approach them and took a seat nearby with a good view. I didn't know what their intentions were, but seeing her petite body in that sexy fuckable dress scrunched up between these two men gave me some really dirty ideas.
With some mild coercing, they convinced Bonnie to down the cosmopolitan in her hand so she could accept their drink. This was way over her limit and it was a sight to see her so tipsy and vulnerable. The two men both had their attention turned towards her, so I could only see one of each of their hands on the table. God only knows what their other hands were doing behind her back.
As she continued sipping her 4th cosmopolitan, the guy on the right of her leaned in and whispered something into her ear in which she responded with a blush. At this moment I noticed his right hand, which was on the table holding his drink, had now disappeared under the table. From Bonnie's expression, it was obvious he was feeling her up, probably rubbing her panties. Bonnie's right hand immediately moved under the table as well, trying to prevent his advances. While this was going on, he started nibbling on her neck.
A sudden gasp escaped her lips as she arched her back and heaved her tits up. Her breathing was visibly becoming heavier and heavier, as the man increased his aggressiveness between her legs. Though I was a distance away, whenever there was enough light, I could see the slut was not wearing a bra and her hard nipples were protruding from the thin dress top.
She was actively gasping for air at this point with her eyes closed and her mouth open. As he molested her, his friend on her left ran his right hand up from her back to her neck. When he reached the back of her head, he grabbed her hair and turned her face towards him before shoving his tongue right into her mouth. As he made out with her, his left hand slipped right into her top and started groping the tender flesh of her bare breasts. Bonnie responded immediately by grabbing his wrist with her left hand.
