went into that old bar every Friday night, never missed. Not
sure why, but that doesn't matter here.
She was sitting on a barstool sipping something. He'd never
seen her before. Sure of that, he was.
of sensual spiked heels-worn by beautiful and ordinary women--can
strike a man sensless, harder and more quickly than lightening.
Spiked heels can wreak havoc on a strong man's soul. He was
a strong man. She was alone at the bar.
When a woman
knows how to use these tall magnets of man's obsession, her
sexual game can evolve in so many ways and take on many forms.
The teasing, the running of a hard stiletto heel up a man's
leg and resting in his eagerly awaiting lap. With her heel openly
exposed across his legs, it becomes impossible for him to control
his arousal and his embarassment. Yet, at the same time, he
wishes that embarassment would last forever. This is how we
stand with our he and she.
finally takes him home to her apartment on Sixth Avenue, private,
filled with sexual tension between the two.
what he's told to do. A long, thin black heel, is gently pressed
against the man's lips. His tongue leaps from his mouth to taste
the sensation of its slender magic. He is owned. He knows this.
The moment she first spoke with this man in the bar back on
Bleecker Street, she caught him glimpsing downward at her delicious
heels. She knew she owned him then.
has him on his back. She sits looking down at him with one heel
gripped tightly in her hand. She's sliding the entire length
of that heel into and out of his pursing lips. His cock is rigid
wih passion, the heel heel has reached the very bottom of his
throat. He can only moan with pleasures as she pulls the long,
slim stiletto heel back slowly from the depths of his gulet,
only to slide the length of it back into his sucking mouth and
lips-down the distance of his throat again. As he sucks her
fetish cock, she whispers in his ear.
suck my long cock until I tell you to stop, do you understand
with submission. Her other heel remains on her foot. She presses
it downward- hard across his penis. Little drops of cum fall
from its small opening. She turns her ankle until the sharp
tip of her stiletto digs into his cock without mercy. No mercy
is needed. He continues to moan and suck harder on her other
heel in a distant pleasure. The pain has awakened his sex, his
every aspect of his sexuality now. He'll do anything she tells
roll over," she commands. "Get on your knees with
your ass in the air!"
a leather strap and ties the heel already in his mouth-to his
head, knotting the strap tightly behind his ears.
know what's going to happen to you next. Don't you, my little
only arousing moans answer her.
he may watch her, she sits in front of him, her other heel held
in her hand as her finger tips run lubricant up and down the
shaft of it. His eyes are wide, his senses open. Her stiletto
now shines with the lubricant's completion.
She is behind
him again. He cannot see her, but he begins to feel the slim,
hard entrance of her heel entering his anus. Slowly, her lubricated
spike ventures deep inside him-until there is no more spike
remaining to enter him.
one heel strapped tightly to his face, wedged down his throat
where no escape is possible, she begins a ritual of fucking
him with the other. His ass takes it well, as expected. He is
openly submitting. Hard and shiny, he takes the length of it
in all the way. She withdraws it slowly and then she slams it
back into him-harder with every sexual thrust. She increases
the speed of the heel until she is pumping him furiously, he
moans and moans, deeply in love with his role right then, that
moans have now changed to one long one. She reaches under him
and gives his throbbing cock one hard yank down on it. Only
one. His sperm squirts from him in gobs and turrents. He collapses
flat against the bed. One spiked heel he still clutches with
his anus, the other remains strapped to his face.
the heel from his head and pulls her other heel from his ass.
Leaving for a moment, she returns from the bathroom with a towel.
she throws the towel at him, "clean them off before they
return to my feet!"
slides them back on her beautiful feet, and gazes at them with
at him suddenly. "Get dressed and get out! Now!" This
he does with the utmost of speed. However, before he can close
the door behind him, she yells "stop!" He stops, half
in the hallway, doorknob in his hand.
that a nice conversation we had in the bar last night?"
Then she tilted her head slightly and looked up at him. No answer
said "yes" to her, closing the door behind him. ~
courtesty of www.AshleyFonenot.com