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fun time

... more freely with these things than we usually would have been. I noticed that Lacy had a particular fetish with domination / submission. I asked her one question in particular that she wasn’t willing to answer, “What is your darkest fantasy? One that you have never had the courage to even mention out load. I know you have to have one.” “I do but… I don’t feel comfortable discussing it” She replies. I don’t let it bother me and we move on. After hours of enjoyable messaging we decided to meet the following Friday at a local bar downtown that we knew would be busy. Due to unforeseen circumstances I arrived a few minutes late and there Lacy was, standing out front waiting for me. HOLY SHIT she was hot! She had a curvy 5’3” frame, 34C breasts, and a nice heart shaped ass under a slim waist. She had on close fitting jeans that had several strategically place rips and holes, and a tight fitting black tank top. The dark shirt only made her pale skin that much sexier. As I walked up to Lacy, I could tell she was sizing me up. Standing a solid foot taller than her I could tell she was slightly intimidated but did a good job of covering it up. I greeted her with a big hug while telling her how gorgeous she looked to which she smiled and blushed. After the greetings we went in and got a table. I had found out from our messaging that she was 18 and a freshman at the local college (majoring in computer programming) so I knew she couldn’t drink alcohol even if she wanted to. I ordered ...

... me a light beer and her a coke but as soon as the waitress dropped off our drinks and turned her back, Lacy reached across the table, grabbed my beer and almost downed it in one drink. “You little bitch” I scolded her. This got me a hurtful but playful look to which she replied “Bite me”. “That may be a little painful for you if I started doing that.” I said. “I may prefer a little pain” was her retort. That got me thinking. We started talking and she quickly got back to our little game of asking each other questions. “OK ask me a question.” She says. “OK, how about you tell me about that dark fantasy you avoided me on the other night.” “I still don’t feel comfortable talking about that. Ask something else!” I think for a second. “Alright….. Spit? Swallow? Our do you let it get that far?” I ask grinning mischievously. “……..OMG…….. I can’t believe you asked that!” “HA! You have to answer it!” “OK OK….swallow” She whispers. I of course laugh out load at her embarrassment. “Its less messy that way” she says, face blood red. A few questions later and the question of anal gets asked. (I by the way love anal as you will soon come to know) She says, “I’ve always wanted to try anal with a guy but they always think its nasty” (with a guy??) “I don’t mind a little nasty” I say, “To be honest, anal is pretty soft core compared to the things I’m thinking about doing to you” I swear I see a combination of excitement, lust, and fear pass across her eyes. “Is that a promise?” she asked. ...