I was a wanton and lustful woman, who wanted to be taken and ravished by a manly suitor. I longed to be the submissive object of pleasure for a strong... well-endowed, long-lasting male with an insatiable sexual appetite. Of course, lacking a real male partner, I resorted to the next available thing, which usually took the form of a large cock dildo. While dressed as Mona, I impaled myself fully and repeatedly on an over-sized dildo, moaning loudly and begging my imaginary lover to fuck me. I. Then there is my fascination with Big Black Cocks... I'm definitely a fan of those! But if all else fails and I need to take the edge off? I can get very 'hands on' and will gladly take care of myself! So how did I get started as a Bad Girl? Well, one Saturday night during the Fall of my Sophomore year, I was over at my friend Heather's place. Heather, whom I have known since I was nine, is a year older than me. She is a blue-eyed redhead with curves and was my best friend growing up. Anyway,. ‘It’s very hot in here, isn’t it?’ ‘Yes.’ I stare at the tabletop. ‘Would you like to come with me to some place a little bit cooler?’ I hesitate, images of the nasty things that can happen to a girl at the hands of a stranger flickering through my head. I force back the paranoia. ‘Where did you have in mind?’ I ask, and I’m proud that my voice doesn’t shake at all. ‘A VIP room. The club usually keeps it for me and my guests. Would you like to see it?’ I hesitate again, unable to help myself.. ‘God! I mean, I guess Tom’s cute enough if you like that type, but he’s really kinda dumb. I can’t believe you’re jealous of him. ‘ Bobby shrugged and felt his face get hot. ‘Well, I…ah…I mean, I sure don’t have a body like his and…’ Paula slid closer to him, as close as she could get in Jeep’s bucket seats. ‘I happen to think you’re handsome,’ she said, lying a hand on his face, stroking him gently. Then her hand dropped to his leg and softly caressed his cock. ‘And I don’t think there’s.