Meeting Sara

"Well," you said running your fingers up Sara's thigh, "if you're thinking what I'm thinking it will be well worth it."

You and Sara ducked into her room while Amy and Nyx chatted in the kitchen. Sara's room was dark, she had black out curtains up and anime posters all over the walls.

"I need to be honest with you," said Sara, "I just got out of an emotionally abusive relationship with a guy who looked a lot like you."

"Ok," you said.

"So I need you to follow my rules really carefully," she said, "if this is too much I get it but I'm really horny."

"What are these rules," you said rubbing Sara's crotch feeling her sizeable bulge through her thin shorts.

"Don't hit me," she said, "don't pull my hair," she opened a drawer full of sex toys and restraints, "if you want to restrain me use these not your hands."

"Ok," you said brushing some hair from her face, "anything else."

"Just call me Sara," she said, "normally I'm fine with names but,"

"No need to explain yourself," you said, "I get to have sex with a hot girl, I can follow whatever rules."

"I am hot," she said, "aren't I?"

"What else Sara," you asked, your hands holding her waist.

"Um," she stammered, "am I being fucked like a boy or a girl?"

"What?"

"Well like a boy you stroke my cock or use your mouth on my cock until I cum, like a girl I cum from getting fucked or you using a toy on me."

"Um," you stammered.

"Don't worry," she said, "gender is bullshit I just need to be in the right mindset."