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Friday, December 4, 2009
8:15 Connoisseur!!! Hi! Last night I met a regular client who’s a bit different from the norm. This guy just loves stiletto heel pumps with really pointy toes, they have to be black and they have to be really well worn! He is one of the few clients who I entertain on a ‘home match’ – usually I apply the ‘don’t crap on your own doorstep’ principle and insist on meeting the John at a neutral venue. However, this guy has a specific need and he pays well enough for me to break my ‘unwritten rule’. So I’m walking up King’s Road with salt spray from the sea threatening to ruin my hairdo, dodging the showers, wearing next to nothing with only a fur jacket to keep me warm. I slow as I approach the hotel and check my watch – I am five minutes early so I stop under a streetlight and light a cigarette. Of course because I am a hooker, I’m dressed like a frickin hooker so I have to turn three guys down, before I finish my Marlboro Light. Finally it’s time and I continue my journey to the hotel. The client appears from nowhere once I am close to the hotel. He touches my shoulder, kisses me on the cheek, then falls in beside me, watching my feet as I click-clack towards our destination. He is close enough to put an arm around me but he does not, as his eyes are transfixed by my feet. We reach the hotel and I know I have passed the first test as he takes my arm and escorts me up the steps. We pass into a lobby where I lower the average age of the folk by about ten years and I shrug out of my jacket and sling it over one shoulder. I am ‘cleavage girl’ – my black dress has slightly less material than the average handkerchief and my boobs are spilling out of the front. The back is non-existent and exposes my floral ‘tramp stamp’ tattoo as well as about an inch of butt cleavage. Finally, and most important, my black pointy stilettos have such cutaway vamps that I am showing the five raised tendons of my toes as I walk and, more importantly, four little toe cleavages per foot! There is a murmur as we pass and I catch a blue-rinsed harridan say: “brazen hussy” then we are in the lift and my guy has me up against the corner with his hands under my butt and his tongue in my mouth! We reach his room and I throw my jacket and bag over the chair and we collapse onto the bed. He kisses me passionately but he can barely contain himself and his hands skim over my body, over my legs, clad in slinky tan hold up stockings until he reaches my shoes. I can feel his hands tremble and hear his breath catch in his throat as he runs his fingers over my shoes. His little fingers trace my toe cleavages, gently probing each one before moving onto the next. I squirm in ecstasy as he pays my feet the most intimate and detailed inspection. Then he slips one shoe off and immediately places it over his face uttering a long, low, almost primeval moan. His requirement is most specific – ‘tranny hooker, well-worn pointy stilettos’. That seems quite simple except that he pays me a huge sum of money – but in return – he wants to keep my shoes! The first two times it was OK – I had old pairs of shoes that I wore and he was happy. The third, I just didn’t have the sort of shoes he wanted – so I thought I’d be really clever! Moments after he took off my shoe and smelled it, he started slapping me about and calling me a ‘fcuking whore’. I’d bought a pair of old shoes from a charity shop and worn them a couple of times - but he frickin knew! I mean what sorta guy can smell the difference between one pair of well-worn pumps and the next? Only a frickin connoisseur is the answer – so after my black eye went down I decided to be straight with him. Now, he gives me a months notice and I make sure I wear the shoes lots and lots, just like he wants! Anyway, he has the pump I’ve been wearing for the last month over his face as I remove his clothes. Then, when he is naked he then takes my other shoe off. I kneel in front of him and lay right back until my head is on the pillow. My stockinged feet are splayed to the side and he stuffs the spare shoe between my legs with the long pointy toe right between em and the stiletto heel stabbing into the duvet, holding it into place. His cock appears and it is rigid and looking for a target - as he thrusts it into my shoe. He is so strong that his cock penetrates deep inside the pointed toe and the shoe is forced further between my legs. Then he starts to fuck my shoe while inhaling the scent of my feet in the other shoe! The John thrusts in and out of my pump as I wriggle and writhe to position myself. He is so absorbed that he doesn’t notice as I shimmy around underneath him until suddenly I have him where I want him! My little cock is tucked right between my legs – outta sight – a la tranny – but I’ve managed to get the toe of my shoe resting against it. So now, as this great hairy stud screws my shoe – he doesn’t realise that he’s screwing me too! The smooth pointy toe rubbing on my cock through my black satin panties is just amazing and I start to cry out in ecstasy. He takes this as ‘hooker faking it’ but responds nevertheless and he pumps his fat cock into my shoe while he smells the other one and holds his other hand over my throat just to remind me who’s boss. We cum simultaneously – him with his cock thrust right into the narrow toe of my shoe and me with the same shoe rubbing against my own sex, trapped in its satin nest. This is his show so I stifle my pleasure and manage to limit myself to a few squeaks and stifled squeals. My punter doesn’t even notice as he ‘play strangles’ me as he shoots his load into my shoe. My head pounds and my eyes bulge as jet after jet of cum fill my shoe, before he releases my throat and lays across me. My own cum is soaking through my panties as he lays there, pinning me to the bed with his still erect cock pumping the squishy, cum-filled toe of my shoe. I am bent over backwards with him pinning me to the bed when he finally pulls my shoe from between my legs. I know what’s coming next but I can’t move because he’s still on top of me. Slowly, and with infinite glee, he lets his cum ooze out of my shoe into my mouth and I drink it up, watching his cock swell again! Eventually, he lets me go - but he keeps my shoes as a trophy! I am well organized and have a pair of little ballet flats in my bag so I can walk home. He’s really well organised too and books the next meeting with me for a few weeks hence. I know I’ve gotta get a new pair of shoes trashed for then - so best I get started now! Lotsa love Melanie xxxx Comments Post Your Comment You have got to be logged in to post a comment! |
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