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Gigolo Part II


 “Cum on my feet,” and without hesitation, I withdraw my cock from her flexing hole to finish on the bottom of her feet. I’m easy and don’t judge; I mean, I’m cumming, and where is only a preference, and it might as well be hers. She does have great feet, and even though I’m a novice when it comes to footplay, I still know what I like. Her feet are always perfectly manicured and clean, so soft and aesthetically pleasing as far as feet go. I was amazed by how tight and accommodating she was able to present her feet and I have no shame saying that I fucked the hell out of her feet. On the contrary, she likes my feet all-natural, fresh out of the shoe, and even a little funky. Ultimately, I am still just a man, and I’m honestly happy, making my partner happy, and getting to get off at the same time is just icing on the cake.

I knew her well-documented proclivities from reading her profile before she hired me. Like I stated, I’m game for anything, well, until I find out otherwise. Funnily enough, she chose bowling for our date, and I can only assume that choice was related to her fetish. Bear and bar food while throwing a heavy ball to knock down pins, it can’t get more easy than that. She’s a little bit country and wears boots, mini skirts, and even a cowboy hat. I love her big, natural curves because they give me more cushion for the pushing and more so because she wears them in confidence. We admittedly got snockered, and we were both very flirtatious all night, if it weren’t a bowling alley, we would have probably been asked to leave. We Uber to the hotel and stumble up to her room, where my horizons were broadened.

I’m six-five and two hundred thirty pounds, and she wanted to manhandle me, so I just allowed it. The first thing she did was push me onto the bed, loosen my belt and pants, and pull off my riding boots and socks with more intimacy than I’d ever seen. You could tell she really has a thing for feet the way she inspected mine. She then removed all her clothes in a quick striptease while I removed my shirt because I felt silly being nekkid from only the waist down, and she didn’t even notice because she was again enthralled with my feet. She dropped to her knees and mine and sniffed them, kneaded her thumbs into the balls of my foot to spread my toes, and then she sucked my big toe like a cock. I was oddly turned on by it, and like I stated, I’m always turned on by whatever turns my partner on. She then blew my other big toe, and that woke my cock. When she saw my cock twitching to life, she dropped my feet, lifted my heavy cock, and repeated what she performed on my feet while also lowering her beautiful fat cat onto one foot before maneuvering my big toe inside her already wet hole. I was afraid to move, and I didn’t need to do so because she rode my foot and sucked my cock, tickled my balls and ass, and had me appreciating something new. I’m easy.

Her pussy was so wet and tight as the fucked my foot and rode my toes like a typewriter. Ding, ding, ding on return as she painted her holes with her juices, and I was turned on by how much she was turned on, evident by how fucking deliciously wet she was. As a rule, I typically let my partners drive unless they prefer a heavier hand. Since she has already shown a propensity to lead, I just kicked back and watched. She was manhandling my cock as well until she stated with frustration that she needed “this,” that being my cock, inside her. She lifted herself off my foot, climbed up my body to straddle me, and lowered herself onto the big toe on my middle leg. She dropped herself onto my cock and ground herself on it like she was making her own medicine. She rocked and rolled on my cock while teasing me with her large breasts. She had amazing kegel control, and it felt like she could lift me off the mattress with her tight pussy at one point, she held up her hands and flashed her palms for me to grab them before she used that leverage to go flat-footed to hammer me from the saddle. She wanted to break me and was talking shit until she came in a beautiful spectacle. You could tell that she was a little flustered that I didn’t cum, but she wasn’t quite done.

She crawled on all fours over me until her pussy was right over my mouth, and she sat again. Now we were talking; I love to eat pussy, and hers was already so happy to see me. She rode my face like the saddle until, once again, she shook in climax, let out an exasperated huff and climbed off my face onto all fours and pulled me by my cock behind her, and directed, “fuck me.” Who am I to argue? I was about to mount her from behind when she reached between our legs and captured my cock. I don’t know where she got it from because she wasn’t wearing any sleeves but she slapped a dollop of lube on her starfish before she used my cock like a paintbrush to sufficiently grease her backdoor. She pulled the head of my cock inside her escape hatch before she reached back with both hands to spread her ample bottom for me. I slowly entered her there, and like all her holes, she was exquisitely tight. I couldn’t help but moan as I bottomed out inside her and she wore that like a badge of honor as she shook her head in the affirmative and laughed almost sinisterly like she finally had me where she wanted me. “Fuck my in my ass,” and so much other smack, and on top of that she felt so fucking hot and tight that we both were talking gangs of shit until she exclaimed “I’m cumming,” and demanded that I do the same. I put it into overdrive and just as I was about to explode in her deepest parts, she told me to cum on her feet. Easy peasy I thought as I pulled out of her flexing hole and noticed that she fashioned her feet together leaving a hole for my cock in between the arches of her feet. I was again amazed by the dexterity she showed in her feet. Her feet were so strong that I had to push through them even though I was already lubed. I was already there and soon finished myself all over her feet. It isn’t often that I’m turned onto something new and I fell next to her exhausted and happily satiated by this new chapter.

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