Maggie the Cat
"Meet me at the Blue Moon Grill downtown this Friday.
I'll buy you a drink and we can see where we go from there.
Don't be a pussy just show up and ask the bartender for
Maggie." she challenged me in the email she sent.
I looked up her profile. She was a premium member with no
picture and a very straightforward profile. She was older
than me by 10 years. She called herself a classy lady with
wild desires, and said that she wanted nothing but to have
her way a younger hot man. I wasn't sure what to think
of all of this. An older woman I didn't know and hadn't
ever talked to before wanting me to submit to her? And that
email - she was already trying to dominate me. Id never
been really been interested in older woman before and certainly
that added to any apprehension I might have about meeting
with a stranger. However, I surprised myself and wrote
her back, Ill see you there at 9.
When I arrived at the bar I scanned the room looking for who
she might be. I thought maybe she would be some half-drunk
barfly. I told the bartender that I was meeting Maggie and
he told me that a woman named Maggie was waiting back in a
corner booth. I turned around and saw her. She had beautiful
long auburn colored hair and wore a simple but elegant black
dress. She had a glass of wine in front of her already but
had hardly drunk any of it. The most striking thing about
her sitting there though isnt something that I can quite
describe by telling you about her physical appearance
- it was in the air around her - it was confidence. Her smile
when I first looked her direction was knowing and maybe
a little sinister. I introduced myself to her and she told
me to have a seat the waiter would be around in a minute for
a drink. I sat down in the booth near her. It is nice that
you look as good as your picture. She blurted out.
I guess that means you like what you have seen? I bantered
back.
I do. Dont mind my forwardness she continued, but I
was very interested in your picture and youre just as good
looking in real life.
Thank you. I said. The waiter came by and I ordered a drink.
He carded me and we didnt talk much while the waiter was
around. When the waiter left I wasnt sure how to pick the
conversation up again.
So here is the deal Parks, She said to me and reached over
to grab my hand. Im not interested in having a drink with
you. I dont care what you think of me, even if you find me
attractive or not. I dont need a chat or a friend just a fuck.
Did you need a shot of courage or are you ready to go back to
my place?
I think that my jaw probably dropped to the floor but somehow
I managed to say Im ready.
She dropped a ten dollar bill on the table and we left. Her
place was a few blocks away so we walked. She walked fast
and silently, I knew simply to follow. She opened the door
to her house and we entered. I stood in the doorway for a minute
and as she started to walk upstairs. She looked at me like
I was too idiotic for words for showing pause and not following
as she started to walk up the stairs. Still no words were
said between us. I closed the door and started to follow
her up the stairs. Ive always enjoyed watching women walk
and in her heels and that dress her body walked with perfect
femininity as well as perfect confidence. The dress was
tight around her full hips and her legs had very nice shape
as well. The hem of her skirt swayed back and forth as her
hips swayed back and forth up the stairs. At the top she opened
a door and turned on a lamp. I walked in to the room and she
sat on the edge of the bed and crossed her legs. I went to speak
and she put her finger to her mouth, serenely shutting her
eyes as if to say dont ruin the mystery of this moment. I
felt a little frustrated. I didnt know how to start anything
without words but then she caught me in her gaze. I could
tell a couple of things by the way she was looking at me, she
enjoyed looking at me and she enjoyed seeing me uncomfortable.
Still she wore that confident and knowing smile. She slipped
off one of her heels gracefully then the next putting them
right next to each other. She stood up, turned around and
lifted her hair. I walked near and touched her waist with
one hand and grabbed at the zipper in the back of her dress
with the other. I unzipped the dress and she turned around
letting the dress fall off her shoulders and onto the ground.
She stood there in a satin black bra and matching panties.
She had a full figure that looked as supple as a panther.
I went to touch her but she pushed my hand away. She smiled
at my frustration. She took my hand led me to a dresser, placing
my hands on the dresser firmly. She began to unbutton my
shirt from behind. She made sure to scratch at my nipples
and feel at my shoulders as she slipped the shirt off my body.
Then she started to undo my pants but stopped. I stood there
a minute dumbly not knowing why she had stopped but hoping
it would be to touch me more. Then I heard a clinking sound
and felt the slap of a handcuff on one arm. I looked behind
to see her there with her finger to her mouth reminding me
to not speak. I probably looked frightened but that was
what she wanted. I was starting to wonder what I had gotten
myself into as she led me to the bed where the other end of
the cuff was attached to the metal bed frame. With one hand
free I went to put it around her waist but she brushed it off
and stripped down my pants and boxer shorts with a quick
motion. She helped me out of my shoes and socks and pants
which were at my ankles then brushed off my hand which was
now about to stroke her hair. She looked at my cock which
was just about in her face. She smiled up at me and closed
her eyes giving me a satisfied look like a cat after a nap,
then she got up and walked quietly and self assuredly out
of the room. Standing naked in a strange place I was nervous
about what would come next. I heard a drawer opening and
then she came out of the room wearing nothing now but carrying
another hand cuff. She took my hand and though I wanted to
resist I felt powerless. She had me captured in the suspense.
She led me to lie on the bed and cuffed my other hand to the
metal headboard. My cock was standing straight up and she
climbed on the bed then onto my face. This is when things
really started to heat up as she started out kneeling above
me, teasing my kisses, and then eased onto my mouth. After
easing into me though she built slowly up the pressure her
body ebbed and flowed with the lashes of my tongue. Soon
she was grabbing my hair and pressing herself onto my mouth.
She pushed at me taking ever lick like it couldnt be hard
enough. She exploded with a load cry and her body quivered
upward then crashed down again. I kept pressure with my
mouth around her clit but stopped licking. Her pussy swelled
as she continued quivering on top of me for a minute still.
She repositioned herself on top of my chest and smiled at
me in an after orgasm glow. I thought to speak but knew better.
She slipped down my body more and onto my penis. I wanted
to wrap my arms around her but couldnt. She propped herself
up with her hands on my chest and started to slide around
me. She didnt take all of my cock inside her at first but
thrust herself hard and slow and deeper with every stroke.
When she had worked her way to the bottom she started to grind
her clit on my pubic bone rocking back and forth on me. I was
getting too close to an orgasm to contain my silence any
longer. She too was moaning toward another orgasm. I felt
myself start to shake and tighten and felt her swelling
again as well. I came first but she collapsed on top of me
soon in a moment of shared ecstasy. We nuzzled for a few minutes
and then kissed. I guess that was our way of saying thank
you to each other for the pleasure. She got up, undid the
handcuffs and left the room. I took my time waiting to see
if she would come back, but after a few minutes I knew I should
just leave.
The next day I got a message in my Adult FriendFinder inbox saying Thanks
or meeting me. That was perfect. - Maggie
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