It’s our second time meeting and this time he’s booked an apartment in another part of town I rarely visit. Surprisingly I’m early, he’s late so I kill some time by eating gelato in a place around the corner, I figure I need the energy.
I can’t find the address so he comes out onto the street to meet me, a little unorthodox but I’m glad to be out of the cold, and from the suspicious man sat outside the pub.
The apartment is an odd one comprising two floors – the ground is freezing and has decor from the 90’s with a very formal glass dining table. Up the spiral staircase the bedroom is a little cosier once we find the heating switches. I particularly enjoy the cushions that have sort of an argyle style sweater knot on one side and a fluffy side.
I unpack my backpack and show him the toys I’ve brought. A very dear friend was given a sex toy advent calendar for a PR thing and I have hoovered up what he didn’t want to add to my collection. A mini wand massager, nipple and clit clamps and a ball gag, also with nipple clamps. He was meant to bring a face dildo gag but he’s forgotten it. I pretend not to be disappointed.
I’m wearing some fancy lingerie and suspender tights but he doesn’t really comment. I note this down in my head – must try harder. The wardrobe is a huge sliding mirror so I admire myself anyway. Not bad, not bad.
Soon he is sniffing and licking my pussy through the knickers and we try the mini wand on each other, it’s a lot of fun. He tells me he hasn’t cum in three days. I take off the bra and we try the nipple clamps. Jeez, they are hard to get on but give me an immediate boner. The way he takes care to fasten them is a whole thing, his tongue in the corner of his mouth as he concentrates. We laugh as we try and clamp my clit. It’s not really for me and the chains and the risk of catching it accidentally are too much. We try the other clamps on my clit which are okay but nothing that’s going to last very long. I’m not really a torture girl, and he doesn’t like putting labels on this dynamic.
He asks how to take off the suspenders and he’s suddenly naked too. And then my toes are in his mouth again and I wonder how this turns me on so much. I’m frantically rubbing myself with my fingers and then watching him just flip out on my toes. His face is a picture as I come hard just from that. Okay maybe the nipple clamps accelerated everything but it doesn’t matter.
He’s excited I love this so much and now for the main event. He’s asked if he can come on my feet. And then lick it all off.
He sets a small hand towel under them, I ask if he wants to take photos but this isn’t his thing. He’s making a really really big deal of this and to me it’s just another guy coming somewhere unusual. But I really want to please him. I lie back and bend my knees, but then realise I want to see so I prop myself up with the ample pillows. I throw him my used panties and he nods and groans in pleasure as he wanks with one hand and holds the panties to his nose. It’s not long before I feel the hot spunk on my feet, and then I’m watching him lick them really really clean. Wow, he really enjoyed that.
He lies back and whips the towel away, my feet don’t feel weird or sticky. I think he’s really pleased with me.
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We chat as always, or should I say he is chatty. I’m happy to listen, and then suddenly without warning he rams his fingers inside me. I’m startled as I’m now a little drier and not as turned on. But I reach for the lube and we go again. He’s found my G spot immediately and I can hear myself getting wetter but the angle is wrong. I get him to flip and kneel over him as he continues to work me, this time it hits better. His cock is hard again and I ask what he wants to do with it. We grapple for a while and I tell him I want him to fuck me.
We assume the position again and he drives into me. I can’t quite get purchase this time, it’s not quite right. I reach for both the wand and my knickers. I know I’m not going to come and I wiggle a little and he comes fairly quickly.
He’s keen to show me some porn but his 4G is buffering and it’s quite funny. He shows me foot worship videos and I ask questions to establish why this is such a turn on, as the porn doesn’t do it for me. He is the opposite so we end up trying again. He arranges my feet again in a butterfly position sole to sole. He groans and moans and works his shaft and it’s not very long before the hot cum is all over my toes and down my arches. The way he licks it clean reader is something else, the care he takes. I think he’s shocked by how nonchalant I am about it all but I don’t tell him that there are so many things I’ve done that are worse to please a man. This feels like something I’ve done which isn’t so bad.
He asks what porn I like and we watch some together. I show him some of my faves and he gets quite horny. I feel quite happy in his company but frustrated we aren’t fucking as much as last time.
I realise I’ve not even gone near his cock and he’s not even licked my pussy. I’ve also used the wand on him more than me.
But I like him, and I like his company and he’s the only one I have lately who is interested in me and that, dear reader is quite enough.
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