Making of a Porn Queen Ch. 04
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Adrianne did this to both feet and then took the paper towels from Tim and finished by drying her feet, tossed them aside, and stood. He was face-to-crotch level for just an instant, but in that instant, he thought of simply grabbing her and burying his face in her pussy. He didn't care about the yeast infection any longer. He just wanted to eat her and that was all. But then she turned and stepped way, padding softly into the kitchen and calling out from there.
"Cherry Coke?" she said, and Tim nodded. She came back with two ice-cold cans and sat with one leg crossed over the other. Tim remained on his knees, gulping Coke and sneaking glances at her legs and ankles and toes. He knew he would have to fuck these charming feet again some time, but also knew that the girl hadn't quite come as hard or as long as the previous time, and that he wanted to fix that.
Even during the dinner which she had cooked herself, Tim had thoughts. He was down to his underwear now after a shower, and she was still in her sexy little G-string seated opposite him. The table top was of clear glass so he could simply stare through the clear cobalt blue dishes, through the clear table and see her pretty legs and it was quite distracting. And each time she would get up to fetch another course of the meal, he would watch her ass swaying and wagging as she walked. She had a model's walk, but not as forcefully pronounced; it was more the way a gymnast walks, and Tim adored it. He thought it quite the cutest walk he'd ever seen in a woman, and knew that, at least with her, even her walk would be something possible to masturbate over.
After dinner, during dessert, Adrianne slipped her right foot between Tim's thighs, toes pointed and brushing his dick through his shorts. He nearly spit up his apple pie and when he looked, she was grinning at him devilishly, still wriggling her toes against his now firm erection. He reached down to capture her foot and she yelped and pulled away, but he caught hold of her ankle and held her foot there while he brought his dick out and pressed it against the underside of her toes. He started thrusting and moments later Adrianne started to press her toes back and forth against his bulging cock head in counter rhythm to his stokes, and when he realized she was into it and not likely to try to escape, Tim let go and simply enjoyed the feeling of her soft toes against his dick. When he ejaculated a few moments later, his semen flushed the spaces between her toes and ran down the top of her foot. She hadn't been close to orgasm, but when Tim looked, she seemed quite satisfied with what she'd done. She gave him a wink which told him of other things yet to be done that night.
Simply seeing her walking back and forth from the kitchen to the living room was enough to make him hard again. He'd lost his under shorts and now lounged nude on the sofa while she brought back soft drinks. Like him, she forwent any alcoholic beverages. But then she brought brownies, and then went for her cigarettes, and each time Tim's eyes studied every sway and slide and muscle movement of her walk. She came back and sat opposite him on the sofa, finally seeming finished with what she was doing. (continued)
"Lay back, will you?" he asked, and she looked doubtful, almost scared. But then she nodded and did what was asked of her, her hands instinctively covering her crotch as she did. But Tim was done with it - all of it. He kissed her thighs as he'd always done, her knees, but as he straddled her feet, he knew the time had finally arrived; he might never get this change again! Without warning, he hooked his fingers under the hip band of her bikini bottoms and pulled it down. She squealed, but it was not in delight as he'd heard so many other times. It was in sheer panic. She fought to push his hands away, but Tim yanked, she finally gave in.
Feeling victorious, Tim inhaled a deep lungful of Adrianne's sweet, sexy scent and lowered his mouth to her crotch. His lips, expecting a soft bed of neatly trimmed pubic hair, bumped instead into something small and long and fleshy. He raised his head and looked down at the miniature penis and small scrotum her hands had always hidden from his view. He glared up across the feminine belly, between the lovely pair of tits, looking for the eyes - the eyes which had so easily teased and fooled him! Instead he noticed the chest shuddering and heard the heartbreaking anguish of the girl's weeping. He could not see her face - her head was tilted back and an arm lay over her eyes - and he was glad, glad that she had not seen how angry he had been. The rage faded quickly as images flashed in his mind - memories, and happy ones. He looked down at the withered thing laying upward against her crotch. The crotch itself was neatly trimmed, the 'V' shape adding to the femininity of what he was seeing. Now the girl's fingers were reaching down to cover herself. Tim knew a moment seemed too long and that in that moment everything would be lost. He wondered if he could lose this, lose what he had with this...person. More thoughts flashed through his mind as those fingertips slipped down and down to hide the shame of this...creature.
"Woman," he corrected himself. No other term fit. This was a woman. He remembered how they had made love, what it had felt like, the tension, the wonder, the release. He remembered the sounds she made, the jokes, the smiles, how achingly beautiful she was. These things he would lose in another instant, and then and there he decided.
Lowering his head again, Tim pursed his lips and kissed the tender cock before Adrianne's hands could conceal it. He kissed it again and felt it pulse with excitement. It started to thicken. He lifted his lips and kissed it nearer the base and it began to lift up. He pulled back and looked at it. It was so small it could easily be thought of as merely a clitoris, and as he looked at it, he saw the beauty in it, the womanly quality. It stood up harder, half erect now, and Tim reached his tongue out and ran it upward from balls to tip. There was a soft gasp, as much for pleasure as in surprise. He looked up and Adrianne was looking down at him now, her eyes filled with that wonder, that hope. Staring straight into her large, warm eyes he licked her thing again and she jumped a little but started to smile.
"I had to show you, but didn't want to," she whispered. "And...you don't...care?" Tim shook his head and now reached up and got the entire penis in his mouth and began to suck on it slowly, steadily. Adrianne, gasping in surprise and pleasure, lay her head back. Her knees came up and spread wide. She grabbed her knees and pulled them to her shoulders, and Tim knew that somehow - perhaps by her subtly hesitant movements - she had never opened herself up this much before. He stopped and got on his knees between hers. She looked up, still uncertain but starting to realize that perhaps things were not as she had feared. She pressed her toes into the cushion of the sofa and lifted herself up, and a moment later, using some thick, silky lotion from a bottle on the coffee table, Tim lubricated the girl's ass and pushed into her. He fucked her like that - in missionary position - for nearly twenty minutes, and just before he gasped and came inside her, he felt warmth spurting up against his abdomen and watched as the girl - this very special, beautiful "woman" - squirmed, gasped and cried out in complete and utter relief; the expression on her face showing that it was obviously a seldom (if ever) enjoyed form of release. The feel of her squeezing anus, her sheer beauty, the sounds she made and the idea that now returned - that he loved her more than anyone in the world - brought him off a few seconds later. Grabbing and kissing one of her pointing feet as his cock continued to empty inside her, he knew that now, now things would really blossom between them - this last unveiling having amounted to nothing at all.
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