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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 continued with the conversation like nothing had happened. My dick was already hard and I could feel her hand gradually travelling up my thigh. She took the maraschino cherry out and sucked it. While I was busy being transfixed by her stare, she grabbed my cock in her hand and rubbed me up and down.

“Let’s go to my place” she said and I just followed her. We made out all the way to her place in the cab. I was hungry for her and there was a certain animalistic way in which she devoured my kisses. She was now rubbing my dick hard and I let my fingers get lost in her cum.

We got to her place and she started ripping my clothes off. “Close your eyes” she said, and she wrapped a blindfold around them. When she handcuffed me to the bed stand, I could not object.

“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.

Then she placed an ice cold washcloth on my dick which made me go flaccid. Afterwards, she placed a metal ring around my cock. I was beginning to rebel against this turn of events when she let me suck her fingers – her cum covered fingers.

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 hear her scream madly, and I knew I was about to cum. However, in that instant, something stopped me. Those damn cock rings! I could hear breathe in and out fast, and moan and groan and writhing on top of me. At least she was having an orgasm.

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