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, but before she left I practically begged her to see me again.

A few days later we went for drinks and ended up disagreeing about everything under the sun again. Eventually she said she knew I hadn't been so desperate to see her again just so we could argue about politics. We'd had a few drinks so I wasn't too surprised when we started lightheartedly talking and joking about sex. She accused me of being far more vanilla than her despite being older - I protested, but our compared experience said otherwise. Outside, groups, she'd done it all, but one really stood out: she seemed genuinely shocked that I'd never tried pegging.

When the bar closed She completely took charge. She told me that she liked me but she didn't let conservative "boys" fuck her, but if I was up for it we could try pegging. I agreed so quickly she laughed.

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