I had never gone for a girl like that before. My exes had usually been posh, blonde, conservative whereas she had dyed blue hair, tattoos and piercings. We met at a party and immediately launched into one debate after another, passionately disagreeing about Palestine, Trump, healthcare, BLM, everything.

Throughout the night I found myself going back again and again, despite knowing I'd just get sucked into another argument. She described me as the personification of the establishment and patriarchy, even said guys like me were what was wrong with the world. I thought she was entitled and ill informed, yet she must have noticed a glimmer of something else in my eye too.

She completely took charge. She told me that she didn't let conservative "boys" fuck her, but she still told me to order us an Uber to hers. To this day I do t quite know why I did it, considering I knew I wasn't going to fuck her. Maybe I just didn't believe it, maybe I was just intrigued. When we got there, she gave me an option: either I could give her oral until she said to stop, or we could try pegging.

So that's how I first ended up on all fours with a self proclaimed communist fucking me with a strap on.

It is also how I met my now girlfriend!