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I was about to leave the club with a string of failed pick-ups when I saw her, dressed in a knee length black spandex dress with a slit up to her navel. Her naked hip was on display as she crossed her legs. She was sitting alone at the bar, sipping a whiskey sour. I thought I’d give it one more shot and I strolled up to her with my opening line of “a whiskey sour is not meant to be sipped alone”.

“Why don’t you sit down and enjoy it with me then”, she said in a commanding tone. I was mesmerized by her gaze and I sat down without even thinking about it. I asked her where she was from and her reply was to grab my thigh. It was unexpected to say the least, but one thing that wasn’t a surprise was my dick going hard.

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She answered my question and made no mention of what just happened. I asked her where she worked and her hand crept further up my thigh until it was near my penis. She looked at me and sucked her maraschino cherry. At the same time, she took my cock in her hands and stroked it up and down.

We hailed a cab and made our way to her place. I was fingering her sweet pussy and enjoying the wetness while she was stroking my very hard dick all the way to her place. She consumed my kisses with a hunger I hadn’t experienced in a while.

When we got to her place, she immediately instructed me to take my clothes off and to close my eyes. She then tied a blindfold around my eyes. However this was not the end of my surprise. She started kissing my hand and then very slowly, handcuffed them to the bed post.

“Do you want me?” she said. I said yes. “Do you trust me?” she said. I would have let her do anything to me. I felt a tingling feeling in anticipation of what was coming next.

My hardness instantly dissipated once she placed a frigid washcloth on my dick. Once I went flaccid, she put on a metal cock ring around it. I was beginning to feel uneasy when she stroked my face with her wet fingers. Her cum was all over my face and I could taste it.

I began to swell again until the metal ring was too small for my cock. I wanted the pain to stop when she sat on my dick and began riding it. It hurt, but it was still the most intense pleasure I had ever experienced.

I could feel myself coming to an orgasm. The only problem was that the cock ring wouldn’t let me have one. Her screams and moans get louder and louder, and then she starts writhing around on my dick. She had her orgasm. That makes one of us.

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