I could not be doing with the whole dating game simply because it was too much like hard work and I knew what I wanted. I consider myself to be an attractive guy and I have never had any issues initiating conversation with women in the flesh. Nevertheless, I had signed up to all sorts of adult dating sites and was lucky enough to have had some very amazing encounters with some unbelievably sexy women. I was somewhat shocked by the number of women who were lacking a bit of Je ne sais quoi in their lives. My porn collection had increased considerably and online flirting was almost a daily routine.
One particular day I was reading an ad from an Irish girl who was coming to Liverpool for a concert. She was looking for some naughty fun on Friday night involving a slutty short skirt, no knickers and a cab ride. I replied instantly and told her that I would love to show her the sights of my beloved city. Unfortunately I was going to be away on the Friday night but I thought that I would reply any way. I was not particularly hopeful of being able to fulfil her desires but when I returned home on the Saturday I was excited to see an email from a girl named Shannon. Instantly, my balls ripened at the thought of providing some local entertainment for her before she crosses the Irish Sea again.
I had not met her but the random thoughts and whirlwind of excitement of meeting a stranger was so apparent that I was shaking. My mind was not focused on her appearance but to what extent she could satisfy my lustful desires. All sorts of questions were entering an already restless mind. “Does she like getting her pussy tongued?” “Is she an expert cocksucker?” And, of course, “Would she like my dick in her arse?”
Keeping these filthy thoughts in my head under control was not easy but I continued with my original plan and I went to my friends’ house. They were throwing a dinner party because they were moving abroad and although I was expecting to stay there for the whole evening I did not drink too much in case I received a phone call. Eventually the phone did ring and it was Shannon. She had left the concert and was now having drinks with her friends in a bar not far from where I was.
It was relatively late and because I had the car I made an excuse to my friends for leaving early. I dashed home, put on some better, attire and went to meet Shannon. She described herself in detail. Blond hair, black trousers, waist coat and sexy long brown boots. Sexy girls in boots is my fetish and there is nothing that I like more than seeing a sexy boots, particularly black. Discreetly I entered the bar, ordered a drink and texted her. It was all very hush hush and exciting but I suddenly noticed her leaving her seat to go to the toilet.
It was obviously just a cover and slowly she came over to me and introduced herself. It was pretty clear when we set eyes on each other that we were going to have a very fruitful evening. She spoke with this warm but seductive southern Irish accent. Being from Liverpool I can’t help but love the Irish and always find Irish lasses fun to be around. Our initial conversation developed into us rehearsing a convincing cover story for her friends to believe that we actually knew each other. No sooner was I introduced to Shannon’s female buddies as “a friend of a friend” that we were in a cab on our way into the hustle and bustle of Liverpool city centre.
We went to a few bars and it did not take long for us to feel comfortable with each other. It was somewhat shocking as to how easy it was to initiate conversation with total yet beautiful strangers. After consuming a number of cocktails the conversation between Shannon and I became more and more flirtatious. We were eying each other up and down and it was soon apparent that both of us had the same thing on our minds. While her friend was in the toilet the conversation descended into a much dirtier undertone. “I am sorry I could not fulfil your cab ride fantasy last night”, I uttered gently in her ear.
“Oh don’t worry hun, there is always tonight!” she whispered seductively and as she did so she leaned over and our lips met. Our tongues embraced with such passion that I could feel my cock throbbing with an aching desire. I wanted her so badly and as we kissed I could feel her hand gently and expertly cupping my manhood. “I am going to fuck your brains out tonight, my Liverpool boy!” She growled with an element of satisfaction in her voice. We kissed some more and then I gently brushed my palm up and down her arse.