Undercover bratty sub with that good good kitty

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Yeah. Everything is fine. No, I wasn't looking over your shoulder because anything bad was happening or because I wanted to leave or anything like that.

I promise you I'm fully attentive to sitting here with you. You don't have to inquire after every little gesture or movement or word that you have the slightest doubt about that I speak. I don't mean to be an exasperated asshole, but I just feel like we've spent this whole hour or so we've been sitting at this bar just offering each other reassurances about things I felt no need for that around.

Yeah, you seem really great in a lot of ways. I just, I think that we clearly have very different communication styles. Yeah.

I don't really know how else to say it. Um, yeah, we have very different communication styles. Um, what, so if you were to tell me in the most direct, succinct way possible, what you had been hoping to get out of this evening, what do you think you would say?

Or are you capable of summing something up in anything approaching that fashion? Okay. I'm not sure what that roundabout statement means.

Um, at this point, honestly, I'm kind of just tired and, um, uh, yeah, I appreciate our friend who, um, introduced us. I think there was a little bit of a misunderstanding or maybe our mutual friend does not know one or both of us as well as they may have thought, uh, which is totally fine and understandable. Um, no, you didn't do anything wrong.

Um, no, you didn't do anything wrong at all. As I said, we just, there was a bit of a misunderstanding. And in light of that, I did find myself getting a little bit exasperated.

Yeah, I got a little bit irritable in light of the fact that I had asked my friend if they knew anyone in the city who was comfortable with a one night stand, who was in touch with themselves and their sexuality and confident enough around it, and who enjoyed sex and had a high libido and might want to meet me for a drink and have a casual tumble. I put it to him very directly like that. And it just seems like somehow, um, I'm not sure if it was some kind of joke, but you're talking about, um, you know, your need to date, uh, a person exclusively for three to six months before sleeping with them.

So, um, I do, I'm only here for one night and I do have somewhere to be in the morning. So, um, I wish you all the best, but I'm going to excuse myself. Um, yeah.

Very nice to meet you. Okay. Could you step aside? Okay.

All up in my grill, huh? And you are not backing down this very intense, very close eye contact either. Um, so is this your way of telling me that maybe the misunderstanding was not, not as, not as, um, fundamental, shall we say, as I might've thought?

Fuck. You're strong for how fucking tiny you are. I'm really impressed that you're able to fucking stand in front of me as I started to walk off and get chest to chest all up in my grill like this.

Let me smell you. God, your chest smells good. You are fucking strong for how goddamn tiny you are.

You know what? I could pick you up and put you over my head and walk throughout the crowd of this bar holding you out of full arm's length overhead. Like it was absolutely effortless, right? I'm not trying to brag or anything.

I just, I don't know. I haven't been involved in a lot of physical, artistic pursuits and I'm sizing you up. Absolutely could toss you over my head or around my head or over my shoulder, but God damn, you are strong.

We're still pressing up on each other, fucking standing right here and you just don't want to budge an inch, do you? Well, thank you for that fucking smile and little nod at least. I would have started to feel like maybe I was imagining things.

You're having some kind of freeze response. So how about this? Even though our personalities don't seem to drive all that directly, you are fucking hot.

I thought that when I saw your picture, I thought that when you walked in, I thought that when he sat down and your long, wavy blonde hair framed your face so fucking elegantly and swung over beyond your stool and tickled my hand. I thought it when I stared into your eyes. I thought it when you started to annoy me.

I thought it when you had three drinks to my two in a short time. I thought it when you complained about them being weak and didn't even offer to pay for the third or leave a tip. Not that I would have let you.

I thought it when you wouldn't hold eye contact with me, wouldn't stop looking at your phone, yawned, rolled your eyes. Somewhere along the way, I started to imagine pinning your shoulders down, taking your phone, tossing it over my shoulders, staring you down eye to eye, and fucking your brains out and watching your expression melt and change as you surrendered fully. Your attention to that experience, finally an experience stimulating enough to keep your freaking ever fleeting attention, huh?

Well, let's get a fucking ride back to my apartment, Airbnb, whatever the fuck it's called, the thing where I'm staying. Let's get a ride back there and fucking break that fucking faux made to look refined and luxurious fucking headboard. Let's knock that fucking dime a dozen contemporary art reproduction print off the fucking wall.

Let's fucking claw at each other by each other. Fucking scream. Impersonal fucking insults and grind our hips and fucking junk into each other.

Like fucking pent up animals. I don't particularly like you. But God damn it, I want you.

God fucking damn it. I want you. You're so fucking hot.

Yeah, yeah, I ordered a fucking ride. You're so fucking hot. God damn, you look like you have no fucking ass and yet you fucking totally do.

How are your fucking body is so fucking deceiving in that way. You got damn so fucking strong. So fucking tiny.

So thin, but you have such fucking nice soft titties and fucking so much as God to him. I'm glad we're both wearing long coats and I can fucking feel you up underneath. You're sitting.

Let's say crawl into my lap. You like to be tossed around. I know you do because you fucking shivered when I said as much.

So I like that you like that how I fucking slid you across to seats right onto my lap and one fucking single motion simultaneous with the request. I'm picking up that you please correct me if I'm wrong, but I'm getting the fucking impression that you don't particularly value or enjoy requests and discussions around your intimate encounters. You kind of like to just be told, taken, dominated.

Is that right? Okay. Yeah, that's, that's a good, good, meek little nod.

If anything, crosses the line, use the word bread. Or if you have another one, you let me know now. We're almost back.

God, as easy as it was for me to pull you across the backseat of this fucking car. That's how easy it's going to be to throw you all around that apartment. Yeah, now you're excited.

Now you look excited. This is like a keypad or something. I don't fucking know.

0404 fucking just fucking kick the door. No, it's whatever. It's placed me like a shoebox.

I'll fucking fix the door. Oh, yeah, where the fuck are you hiding this fucking ass and tits? God, he was like, so fucking tiny and thin and your clothes.

God damn, Christy. Fucking just soft built fuck tits. Fucking hiding under there.

Undercover little freak. Get over here. That's it.

Yeah, you like that? Yeah. It's like it's big.

Yeah, well, you're getting me so turned on. It's extra fucking swollen and hard for you. That's a good girl.

I'm not going to kiss you. You're not going to kiss me, but show me how you look. Show me how you suck some balls.

This is not kissing encounterism. No, it's not. Oh, yeah.

Yeah, you can kiss that. That's it. I wanted to see if I could do that in one motion.

Get you upside down. Fucking head in between your legs and say, keep keep giving those wonderful fucking licks and slobbers and kisses my fucking cock while I hold you upside down like this fucking tongue. Fuck that little pussy.

Yeah, you do. You got a little game going, don't you? You know what? You play.

You play uninterested or naive or unaware and all the while you're silently taking it in and strutting around, knowing you got that good pussy and that you know how to give it. Isn't that right? Yeah.

Why did my friend put me in touch with him? Why did he give me your number, Christy? Go on.

Tell me. Go on. I just said, you know, that's the answer.

That's right, because you got that good pussy and said, why did my friend put me in touch with you? All right, because you got a good pussy. Why? Why did my friend think you would be such a good girl? Why did you think my friend thought it was so important that we meet my only night here? That's right.

That's right. Keep saying that. You own it.

You know, he gave me your number because you got that good pussy. That's right. That's right.

Why did he give me your fucking number? Why did he fucking want me to meet you? Of all the things I could have done with my time this evening, all the places I could have gone or people I could have met or restaurants I could have gone to or sites I could have seen, what did he think was the most important thing?

What did he know that I would like the most? That's right. You and your pussy.

That's right. That's right. Yeah, that's it.

Put your hands down and spin you around again. Back in my lap. That's it.

Yeah, it's turning back over being upside down. Now, you know what time it is, right? It's time to sit that good pussy down on my cock.

That's it. Yeah. Yeah, he gave you my number because I got that good dick.

That's right. He wanted us to meet because you got that good pussy. I got that good dick to give back to.

Oh, oh, I was not wrong. Oh, yes. Yes.

Sit down. Sit all the way down. There you go.

You can get all the way down. Uh-huh. Yeah, I'm gonna hold you.

You're like a little spring. I can barely get you all the way down without you wanting to spring back up off my cock. I'm gonna hold you down by your ass and let you loosen up a little bit.

Get your eyes all wide. Your eyes all fucking wide. Yeah, you look like you got deer in the headlights.

I'm holding you down by that fucking undercover fucking curvy little booty you got. Yeah, you feel that good pussy loosening up around my fat dick now, don't you? Now you understand why I had to hold you down.