Last Saturday night I was in a very risqué mood. I was feeling hot and slutty and just wanted to show it to others. So, I went through my wardrobe, looking for some clothing to show my mood. Some may even say "whorish" and I´d totally agree. Well, that was the idea - that´s how I wanted to look. So I was ready. My plan was driving downtown, where most of the bars are and just have fun. I parked my car about two blocks before my final destination. I did it on purpose for one simple reason: I wanted to look and feel like a street-walking whore. After walking for two blocks in the most hookerish fashion, I headed to a local night club called Metro. It´s a very eclectic, fun, tg-friendly place, the kind of place where one finds all sort of characters. I went straight to the bar and asked for a drink – nothing too strong. I was there, crossing my long legs, showing my 8” heels and a bit of butt exposed, almost like announcing that my body was for sale.
Of course it didn´t take long before some hot guys approached me for some small talk. Fine; I wasn´t in a hurry so I just followed along. I danced with a couple of guys, rubbing my ass against their tools in the process; I just was in the mood to play with them – making them “want me” … It is such a wonderful feeling when you realize how much power you have over a guy´s head (and cock!). One of them had this almost begging face of please let me fuck you (or suck you); I let them caressing my legs or butt or rubbing my hot pants to feel my cock (which, btw, was getting harder to conceal!). I had spent over an hour there, having several drinks and by then I was feeling a little bit more “liberated” and kinky. I had moved to a table in some dark corner with a hot guy, I think his name was Frank; we´ve shared some drinks and some caressing and my hand just couldn´t avoid pressing his pants around his cock – he was hard…and big. I sat on his lap in a way it was difficult for other people to see us in detail. Quickly I took his hard cock out. OMFG.
