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From: "Sarah B." <redrunninghood@gmail.com>
Subject: {ASSM} Amber and her Bad Man (1/3) (M/F, interr, cons)
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Date: Tue, 06 Oct 2009 09:10:02 -0400
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I welcome all feedback.....and, as usual, this is a work of
fiction!
Amber and her Bad Man (1/3) (M/F, interr, cons)

Tony was a predator and, at that point in my life, I was the perfect prey.
18 years old, a full of life first year university student, on the edge of
something limitless in a big, unfamiliar city.  I was lonely, vulnerable
and home sick plus I had always felt a weird attraction to bad boys.

Weird because I was as far from a 'bad girl' as you could get.  Back home,
my marks were always high, I went to church, and I even volunteered with
the elderly.  My 'sex life' had been a pathetic tale of two inept
ex-boyfriends and an unfulfilling one night stand.

I met him the Monday of the first full week of class, when he sat beside me
in my first year English class.  My first thoughts were that the Asian man
was too flashy, too gangsta, and altogether too cute.  He was also too
confident behind his Dolce and Gabbana sunglasses and his Kenneth Cole
blazer.

He asked to borrow some paper and introduced himself while I was getting it
for him.

"Nice to meet you Tony, I'm Amber," I answered quickly, trying to avoid
talking to him - he felt bad.

"May I also borrow a pen, Amber?" he asked.  There was something soft and
vulnerable underneath his voice, and I hurried to get him a good pen.  
Class was starting and I hastily gave it to him, then turned to face the 
professor, hoping that he would leave me alone.

No such luck.

Class ended and I was quickly gathering up my stuff when he asked, "want to
have lunch with me?"

"No, I can't."

"Why Amber, have you got class?"

"No, I can't."

"Why not, are you meeting your boyfriend?"

"I don't have a boyfriend..."

"Okay, well, I will see you next class, baby."

I hated him, he was too flashy and seemed a little bit greasy.

Next class came and it was more of the same, he asked me out when he sat
down beside me, and asked me out again when class ended.  I kept resisting
and even tried getting a little harsh with him in the hallway after class.
I said, "I'm not going to date you, ever..."

He shrugged his shoulders, smiled that infuriating smile of his, and
walked off.

Tony did not sit beside me on Friday and I thought that I had gotten rid of
him.  However, I thought of him while I was in class and regretted being
mean to him - there was a cute, almost innocent man beneath the gangster
image he tried so hard to project.

Class ended an hour later and I slowly gathered up my stuff, just one class
away from a weekend (which I planned to spend alone in my apartment).  Tony
came up from out of nowhere, lifted his glasses, looked me in the eye,
smiled and asked, "Lunch?  Come on, you have to eat?"

"If I go out with you once, will you leave me alone?"

He nodded, "Yeah, if you want me to.  Come on, there is a great Italian
place a ten minute drive away..."

I looked at him, rather shocked, "I'm surprised you wanted to eat
Italian..."

"What, did you think I wanted to get some Chinese food?"

We made idle small talk, but he told me nothing of himself while we walked
to his car, which turned out to be a black Mercedes, with expensive looking
rims and black tinted windows.  The bad feeling in the pit of my stomach
got stronger, but I got in and let him drive to the Italian place.

The Italian place was something out of a gangster movie, but it was in a
residential area and extremely quiet at that time of day.  They seemed to
know him and really snapped to attention when he arrived.  We instantly had
two beers in front of us - I wanted to protest that I was not legal age, but
 I did not want to seem like a kid, so I sipped on mine and let him order
 for me.

We had a feast full of foods so wonderful that I could not help myself.
And, each different course was celebrated with another drink.  First, we 
had beer, then shots of tequila chased by margueritas, then a bottle of wine.  He
told me stories of how his family immigrated from Thailand and how they
were poor for so long.  How he was in school to learn how to give back to
his community.

I was drunk, and I bought it.  All of it.

We were almost finished the bottle of wine and I had already forgotten all
about playing hard to get.  He was sitting beside me in the booth with his
hand on my thigh.  For my part, I was hanging on his every word, flirting
uncontrollably, and starting to fall for him.  Warning bells were going
off, but I had stopped paying attention to those hours before.

Tony ordered two more shots for dessert and asked for the bill.  The
manager brought the shots, then left us as he prepared the bill.  We did 
'cheers', did the shots and then he asked, "Will you come back to my place 
and dance with me?"

Warning bells were going off, but I replied, "Yes, I would love to."  He
smiled and ran his hand up the inside of my thigh.  The manager brought the
cheque and Tony quickly paid out of a wad of bills he kept in his pocket.
We left the restaurant holding hands and got back into his Mercedes.  When
we got back into his car, he leaned over and kissed me - to my surprise, I
kissed back.  It lasted for a moment, then he started his car...

He let it idle for a moment, then leaned back and kissed me again.  This
time, he was more aggressive with his tongue and reached his hands up to 
feel me up.  It was forward and a little bit too fast, but I didn't let it 
stop us.  The alcohol had gotten rid of my inhibitions and right now, 
kissing him felt good.  I opened my mouth, accepted his tongue and gave 
in to his hands, which were floating over my body.

"I want you so bad, baby," he said as he put the car into reverse and
started to drive.  I talked the entire ride back to his place, about how 
good the food was, and about how drunk I was.  He did not say much, but he 
laughed at the right places and made me feel like the center of attention.

His place a basement suite that looked very dingy in the light of afternoon.

But, it was okay right then, I was still drunk and my crush on him was
raging strong.  "I like your place Tony, it is more like a student than you 
dress."

He laughed as he got us drinks and explained that this was just a place
that he crashed at.

"Why do you crash at other places?  Have you got a wife?"

"Naw baby, but I've got enemies..."

Immediately concerned, I snapped to while he was bringing me the drink - a
rum and pepsi.  "What do you mean enemies," I pleaded, "are you in danger?"

"No baby, I'm not in danger because I move around and stay in lots of
different places...like this..."

The danger proved exciting...the warning bells stopped and I felt myself
completely under his spell.  I sipped on the drink and loved how it felt as
he stared me up and down...I was prey and I liked it.

"Are you a virgin, baby?"

I shook my head and said, "No, are you?"

He laughed and shook his head, "Nowhere close, baby, nowhere close.."

We started making out on his couch.  He was still very aggressive, but this
time I was okay with it.  When his hands would move to take more, I would
resist for a moment, then let him.  So, it didn't take very long until my
tshirt and bra were on the floor and I was completely topless on his couch.

Within moments, my jeans were unbuttoned and his right hand was rubbing me
through my white panties.

"Come to my room, baby..."  he got up and lead me to a bedroom - a mattress
in the corner of a large room that was otherwise almost empty.  The
surroundings didn't mean much, all I wanted was the bad man in front of me.

We kissed and he made short work of my jeans, pushing them over my hips and
to the ground, then pushing me down towards the mattress.

I sat on the mattress for a moment as he stood above me and quickly
undressed.  His cock, the first asian one I had ever seen, was starting 
to get hard.

He caught me looking and grabbed his cock, "Like this, baby?"  He posed it
for me, "Do you like this?"

I nodded and he walked over to the dresser, one of only two things (other
than the bed) in the bedroom.  He rummaged for a moment and pulled out a
condom.  "You look cute in those bikini panties, baby, they suit you,
you're a good girl, wearing innocent little panties....take them off for me, 
baby, be a bad girl..."

Tony stood there and put the condom on while I took of my panties, and he
was on top of me a moment later.  It felt like he pounced on his prey and
slid his thing inside of her...

Plain missionary eventually gave way to a more exotic position, he lifted
my legs onto his shoulders and pumped away inside of me.  "Fuck baby,
you're so tight!"

He didn't last much longer...a few thrusts later and he started going as
hard as he could, he gave a few savage thrusts, got tense, and started 
mumbling in Thai.  I put my legs down after he pulled out, gingerly 
protecting the condom.

We didn't say much for awhile after he came - his outburst in Thai seemed
to silence him in English.

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