Cons, MF, Feet
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Chapter 2
“Make love to me, please,” Ari said under her breath.We wasted no time. As Ariana slowly removed her body from mine, she ran her tongue from my ear, down my neck, passed my chest down to where my skin met my pants. She left a line of her wetness down my entire body that shined in the light. She stood up straight as I sat there and watched as she slowly unbuckled her jeans. I was shocked once again at how much smaller she looked in person; nearly a foot shorter than me at 5’0”, but perfectly proportioned. I couldn’t help but ogle her body as her jeans started to reveal more and more skin. Fabulously round breasts accompanied by those hazelnut nipples, her hair hanging just outside of them like it was framing a picture for me, small delicate hands which now had her button and her zipper down, and a perfect tan that covered the entire package.
She was looking down as she finished unzipping her jeans, folding them around her hips as she took them off. I wanted to stop her and ask her to turn around while she did, but I was frozen; my cock as hard as it had ever been still pressed against the jail cell that was my pants. The legs of her jeans slid down her own long slender legs one at a time, and just beyond that… her feet.
How could I have ignored her feet up until now? I guess I was so overwhelmed by her everything-else that I had forgotten to admire those fucking feet. It was known around the feet community that Ariana had one of the most perfect pair, but as she got older she had shown less and less of them. Now, they were right in front of me. Tan with complementing white toe nail polish. Fuck, I thought to myself; they were glowing.
“Do you like what you see Drew,” Ariana said teasingly as I snapped out of my foot heaven. She had taken notice I was admiring her feet. Ariana Grande was standing in front of me, topless, with just a pair of black lace panties on. How could man answer no? She giggled as she asked, got on the tips of her toes, and did an innocent little half turn so she was twisted: both her front and her backside profile to me like she was checking herself out a mirror. She was showing me that little pantie covered ass. She made the same expression she did while I was in the recording booth: covering her mouth, giggling, and looking at me like she knew what she wanted.
“Fuck,” was the only thing that managed to escape from my mouth. I was in awe of her presenting herself.
“Shhhhhh,” she said while returning to her regular stance and slowly walking towards me. “Weren’t you ever taught not to swear in front of a lady?”
I cleared my throat as she walked towards me.
“Now, let’s get these pants off!” She reached the base of my legs on the couch and put both of her feet on top of mine so she was essentially standing on me. Her toes curled.
“Hmmmph,” I grunted as my cock twitched.
She bent over so her breasts were hanging off her chest ever so slightly while she looked me in the eyes. It’s like they put a spell on me. She smiled then looked down at my pants; she could see the outline of my cock inside, took her finger, and dabbed the wet spot stained by our previous embrace and put it back in her mouth, tasting me. I had to get these pants off. I squirmed for a bit to try to take them off, but Ariana helped me.
“Here, let me help you Drew.”
She took both my pants and underwear down with one fowl swoop. My cock hit the air, no longer confined by its cage. It throbbed upon exit, swelling up and back down as the smell of presex filled the air. Ariana licked her lips, and I leaned back and moaned as I was finally free.
“Drew…” she said slowly. “Your cock is gorgeous.” Ariana ran her hand along the shaft like she was holding a mic. The instant her skin touched mine, my cock jumped. She wrapped all five fingers around the base and pumped two or three times like she was checking to make sure it worked. The top of her index finger hit just below my head while the bottom of her pinkie finger lightly tapped my balls. My neck shot backwards as I looked up towards the sky.
“Oh god Ari! That feels amazing.”
She giggled, “I bet this will feel better!” She leaned over even farther, stuck her warm pink tongue out, and ran it up alongside the bottom of my cock starting at my balls and ending just below my head, collecting a bit of sweat and presex along the way. My hips buckled and my back arched.
“Oh my god,” trying with every fiber of my being not to swear in front of my Goddess. The smallest of her touch set me off with some of the most amazing pleasure my body has ever felt. I repositioned my previously bobbling head and looked right into her eyes. She straightened up, turned 180 degrees so I was now looking directly at her butt.
Fuck… me, I thought to myself. I had spent so long imagining what this view would look like, and now it’s materializing right in front of me. Her tiny waist accompanied by those delicious little hips, that tight petite butt covered by a thin piece of black lacey fabric, that round crease that connected the underside of her cheek and her upper thigh, the gap between her legs right below her sex…
She looked back at me, “Would you like me take these off?”
I nodded. It’s like she could read my mind. I couldn’t stop staring. She bent slightly at the waist, grabbed the sides of her panties with her thumbs, and slowly peeled them off of her butt. They folded down far enough to reveal her little brown hole. My fetishes were triggered; not only did she already tease me with her feet, but now her little brown hole was looking me in the face, and she could tell I was loving every second of it. It was perfect; completely hairless, small little ridges surrounding the hole itself, and the same hazelnut completion as her nipples that complimented her tan oh so well. It was snuggled between her petite little cheeks.
She continued to reveal more with no sign of slowing down. Just below her brown hole was her now dripping sex. Just like the previous hole, it had a matching hazelnut complexion with her inner folds having a shy pink tint to them. I could tell it was already wet. When she pulled the lace away from her sex, it stuck with her juices until the fabric popped away. She let go of the black panties and they fell to the ground around her legs and landed on her feet. She played around with the lace with her feet, grabbing it with her toes and sliding the damp cloth up and down her leg before she stepped out of it, turned around slowly, and looked back into my eyes before climbing on to my lap.
She leaned in towards me and our lips reconnected. Our tongues twirled in our mouths as they fought for space clashing against the walls. There was a new sense of passion in our embrace. It had felt like forever since we last kissed, like we had been apart forever, but I needed it; I needed to feel her body on mine. I grabbed her back, forced it against mine as it arched under my arms, and squeezed. She grinded her dripping sex against my cock. I slightly parted her lips with my cock and slid it in between teasing her like she had done to me all night.
“Oh my GOSH Drew,” she moaned into my mouth. “P-please! I need you inside me.”
I pushed it harder between the lips of her sex while being careful not to put my cock inside her. I could tell she was enjoying it as she covered my cock in a thin liquid. My head ran along her clit and back again; over and over until she moaned and pleaded again.
“P-ppplease Drew! Put it inssiiiiiid-“ Her whole body shook as I rocked my body back and forth against hers, holding her back whilst putting one of her nipples in my mouth like before. She was trembling. She was overcome with pleasure and fell slightly limp against me as her sex swelled up and released even more juice onto my cock. Apparently she couldn’t handle the teasing, but I didn’t slow down.
I pushed her flat against me so our chests were slammed against each other, her head only reaching just below my jaw. One of my hands wrapped around her damp back to hold her steady while the other reached down to my cock. I grabbed just below my head with three fingers and pressed it against her pink pulsing entrance.
“Please Drew… put it inside me,” she whispered against my chest. I pushed against the entrance. It was tight, but there was so much liquid between her juices and my presex that there was a sudden…
*pop*
…and I was inside. Her head shot up with a sudden burst of excitement and her back arched while I tried to hold her steady and control her with my arm.
“OHHH g-GOD,” she screamed. Both me and her let out a low moan as my cock entered Ariana. She was so wet, but even still her walls were so tight. She was so small. The pressure on my cock inside her felt like nothing I had felt before with previous partners. I started pushing my cock in, slowly but with strength; a sense of urgency. We both moved to the rhythm of our bodies.
“Make love to me Drew,” she said with a breathy moan as her lips met mine. Rolling my tongue around hers feeling the insides of both sets of walls. I placed my free hand on her cheek as I pushed my cock in and out of Ari’s sex until we met at the same pace; her grinding against my pumping cock. Over and over, a repetitive act, but yet one that didn’t feel forced: a hot and passionate affair that could only happen between those with a true connection.
In between the sounds of moans and hard panting you could hear the slapping of skin on skin: my crotch pressing against hers for dear life, and the sound of my balls slapping against that perfect little brown hole. I couldn’t take it, so many thoughts running through my mind and so much pleasure being sent all throughout my body. She started pushing down onto me grinding her sex onto my cock. She rotated her little hips around on top of my cock like I was in a Kimmy Granger porno. She was giving me everything she had, riding me hard, bouncing that little petite ass up and down my cock. I could tell Ari was close; she wanted this.
Our kissing increasingly got interrupted by her breaking off to bury her face into my chest panting and taking long hard breaths reacting to the stimulation as we took turns. Her hands searching for things to grab: the back of the couch, the cushion, my arms, my jaw, my hair, anything! Her legs began to kick and grind against mine, and her toes I could feel curling up and flexing against my calves like they were fingers scratching at an itch.
“Drew… I-I t-thhhink I’m gonna…”
“Say it Ari,” I replied.
“I think I-I’m gonnnna…”
She couldn’t get the words out of her mouth. They were trapped. Her walls started to close around my cock, tighter and tighter until my body reacted the same as hers. It was coming.
“I’m gonnnna…” screamed Ari. “CUUUMMMMMMMM!”
Her legs made a final push into mine until they straightened out like stiff boards. Her back arched like she was howling to the moon. Beads of sweat dripped from her every surface. And the walls of her sex closed down on my cock like it was her first time.
At that same time my cock erupted. I splashed all of my cum inside Ari’s tight sex. Ropes and ropes shot out of me like I couldn’t stop. Like had never cum before. My body jolted under Ariana as I looked into her big brown eyes like she was forcing it out of my cock, emptying me; milking me! Ropes and ropes filling up inside of her until I was empty. She moved back and forth with me ensure it all came squirting out.
Her naked body collapsed onto me while I was still recovering. The room was silent with the exception of our heavy panting. She lifted her sex slowly off of my cock sending another jolt of sensation through my whole body. My cock fell out and a thin rope of cum still connected to the tip of my head followed. A stream of my seed poured out of Ariana and collected itself just below her throbbing pink sex.
Ariana looked at me again with those big brown eyes, gave me a passionate kiss once more, curled up on my chest, and giggled under her breath:
“I think we’re going to work well together.”
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