"Holy fuck, this was a mistake." His shoulders were tense as he slumped over the table while his hands loosely cradled his head.
"Nate, look man, you have to let it go. The relationship is over. Besides, it's New Year's Eve, you're bound to catch some thottie with a new resolution to stop jumping on dick." Nate looked at Eddy with a perturbed stare, clearly confused.
"I see I lost you, if she had to make a resolution that means she does it often. And better chances for you to get her to push it back a few more hours!" Nate rolled his eyes. Breaking up made sex and women a distant thought from his mind. Or more specifically, it made him remember his now ex, Jessica.
"Look, I brought you here but, I can't make you jump in and I see someone interesting. So don't wait up." Eddy approached a woman who he thought was sending him signals, she wasn't his typical type but a new year brings new things. She looked sweet, like the first girlfriend you held hands with sweet while the environment was anything but that. But here he was approaching her and hoping he wouldn't make an ass of himself. Usually, with his looks and physique that rarely happened, or at least it would work in his favor.
"Can I help you?"
She spoke first, her voice was soft, almost barely audible over the music and noise. He leaned down to hear her better and noted her immediate contact by grabbing his arm.
"I came to see if you'd like to dance or anything, or at least those looks you were giving me meant help. Do you need to be saved?"
Her long lashes blinked slowly with indifference as she took a moment before signaling him to lean in close, "I don't need saving but, you could come with me to help."
A look of triumph could be read on his face as she led them out of the club, "With you, I'll do anything you like."
He didn't notice the smile on her face because he was too busy imagining turning the sweet and innocent-looking woman into a deviant in the night.
They barely got into her place before uniting with one another in a fervorous lust, she was feistier than he expected.
"What's your name?" He stammered out between kisses before she shoved him onto the bed. Her forcefulness was a direct contrast to what he expected and it turned him on.
"You can call me Angel."
"I'm Eddy…"
With a quick look that said it wouldn't matter, she disappeared out of the room and brought back a large case.
"Well, Eddy, I'm into a little bondage. Is that okay?"
He shook his head yes vigorously and she smiled before pulling out a blindfold to place on him.
"The safe word is Wisconsin, now strip."
Then she was on him again, kissing and biting his neck and ear lob before he felt her tug at his shirt. He was usually the one in charge but this was her world now. Once naked he could feel she had also shed some clothes as bare skin rubbed against his skin. He then blindly felt for her body, hands slipping over her hips and up to her free breast, her nipples hardened under his touch. She then broke free of his grasp and went searching for something else, he could hear items rummage and wondered what all she had inside.
"Here comes more of that bondage."
Angel was on him again, this time completely nude as he could feel her slide her slick and wet cunt up towards his chest before muttering something to herself. Her weight then lifted off of him to allow him to flip over as she asked. Cold steel wrapped loosely around his wrist as she cuffed him. Then he was on his back again. Now with his hands under him and behind his back–before his lips came in contact with her pussy.
It felt like a brand new experience, unable to see or know what was happening next and at her mercy.
Angel then sat on his face and rubbed her clit against the tip of his nose, before Eddy greedily licked and sucked. Her moans and gasps from above had his cock rock hard. She then started using him as an actual toy, grinding against his lips and shivering when he began to futilely thrust his tongue inside. Her shaking began to vibrate with uncontainable energy until a groan mixed with a moan left her lips as his face was drenched in her fluids. She squirted on his face and filled his senses with her smell. And although everything felt chaotic, it all seemed worth it when her hands made their way to his dick.
Precum had led a trail down his shaft and she used it to help her slip along his length even as her small hand could barely wrap around his girth. Then she began to use both hands, one massaging his balls and the other applying pressure around the head and tip of his cock. It led to a frustrating edging session until she sucked him between her lips and gave him sloppy head. Her mouth was unexpected and made him hiss as she wasted no time in working him further into her mouth. Angel drooled on his dick as she gagged and forced him down her throat, he could only imagine how she looked–mascara running, mouth slick and wet. Then she eased off of him until he heard her rummaging again. He felt something slide over his length and then balls, it applied pressure–a cock ring.
The room was then silent and he wondered what she'd do next, he was stark nude in a stranger's bed with his dick out and it felt like it could rival metal.
"You remember you said you'd do anything?" Angel sounded like she was across the room but he was so horny he would have done anything.
"Yes yes yes, that still stands."
"...Okay."
Suddenly he could see again as she removed the blindfold. She almost looked as he imagined, with a wet face but no streaked mascara. His eyes then followed her neck, littered with hickies that were forming against the tender flesh, and then his eyes fell over her breast. Eddy felt like he was at an all-you-can-eat buffet as he took her in with an insatiable gaze. And while he had assumed he would have been the one asking for her consent to be freaky, the exchange was the polar opposite. But she was the wildest card he had played and things were about to get wilder. His eyes trailed down before shooting back up to her smirking face, down and then back up.