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 I met him in the chat room. He wanted to meet a fucking bad girl. I just wanted to experience something new my life has been so boring. It had been
a long time since I had just had sex for the sake of just fucking. No rules, no dos or don’ts. Just is a fucking bad girl, with lots of bad girl
fucking. So the plan is, meet in the bar in the booth in the corner. I will wear red and order a cosmopolitan; they do that on “Sex in the City”.
He will wear a black shirt, Levis and sandals.
He said he is six feet and trim. Tonight I want to do the wrong thing. Have sex off the walls, up the
ass, suck cock, no rules. No talking just fucking.
He walks in and he is tall and dark and handsome, he is wearing what he said, he walks towards me, waves a hand at the bartender and sits in the
booth right next to me.
He orders Aged Scotch with two cubes. He smells so good sexy and musky, his voice is deep and he has nice lips, he drinks
quickly and asks if I am ready? He orders another round, then I down the rest of my drink, he reaches under the table and gets my hand and puts it on
his thigh and then right on his cock. It was huge. He then opened his zipper and I put my hand in, it was thick and long and it was wet.
I was
fascinated with how large he was and he put his hand under my dress, I was not wearing panties, he just put his fingers right in, oh he had four
fingers in, long fingers right inside of my pussy and his thumb was stroking my clit. He did it with such force, it hurt yet it turned me on I became
wet and stroked him more.
The bartender brought the drinks and he just smiled and walked away My breathing became faster as he started moving faster
and deeper with his hand and I too was pulling and stroking and I could feel he was ready to cum, his breathing was fast and his hand was moving so
fast and now he had turned it ooh that is the place, my right knee had to move to the side so that he could just fuck me.
Right there at the table
we both came. I got my hand and used a napkin, he licked his fingers.
He got out of the booth dropped money down and pulled my hand. I followed we walked to the elevator... oh my I am a fucking bad girl.
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