Mr. Rudy Ch. 02
Keywords: Rudy, Ch., 02, Mr.,
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She noticed his gaze returned time and again to her legs - especially her knees and her feet and ankles - and always to her face again. She made sure to always have a fresh smile for him when he looked up again and that seemed to please him.
Now his eyes went to her crotch. She was glad she'd remembered to tuck her organ back down between her thighs as it kept the illusion of complete femininity alive, even though it was obvious it wasn't that important to the man. He had after all come to a club known for its transgendered performers!
Still, she did it for herself and now sat there, smiling, letting a virtual stranger stare at every part of her. It was more intense than being at the club, prancing around on stage with the lights blotting out most of what she could see of the audience anyway. This was as personal and as close as it got.
But she wanted it closer.
And she wanted it over with!
Shifting her weight slightly, Liv straightened her right knee, the upper one in this sideways lean, and pointed her foot. She moved her leg in front of her until it was stretched stiffly out directly at Rudy's face. His eyes were transfixed. His mouth hung open. Finally his hands came up from his sides and reached for her foot. Liv smiled, openly and to herself, waiting for the first contact. Her client obviously adored her legs and her feet and this was the perfect way to get things going - and to get them that sooner finished. She closed her eyes, held her smile and waited breathlessly, but when the touch finally came it was such a shock it made her almost yank her foot back.
The tingling from gentle fingers lightly caressing her sensitive instep shot up through her leg and seemed to swarm in her abdomen. She gasped inward and then the shockwave pushed inside her pubic bone and made her penis stand on end. It had been only mildly erect the whole time but not from anything Rudy had done; it had simply been too long since Liv's last 'time,' and her inner excitement and expectation was built up and up to the point of overflowing. She hadn't expected to be so sensitive, especially not there, but she was. She thought to pull her foot back to safety, but now it was too late; the tingling, the erection - everything - had quickly and silently taken her past the point of no return. Her foot remained where it was, as did the still moving hand, and Liv could do little more than try to hold onto her senses.
Gladly, the moment passed as Rudy let his hand wander up from her instep to her ankle. The warmth of his touch was in such contrast to his appearance, even his gruff, self confident nature, and Liv realized she was probably one of the few to witness this particular side of the man. There was a certain cuteness to it that she found endearing. But now Rudy looked up from his up close inspection of the dancer's pale ankle. He smiled.
"You're not related to her, are you?" Rudy asked softly. Liv shook her head but smiled anyway; somehow, the question, coming from him, wasn't so irritating. In fact, there was something warm and gentle in his tone which made the question seem a compliment. Liv was still thinking these things when Rudy suddenly lowered his head and kissed the tips of her toes. This time she couldn't prevent a whimpering gasp from escaping her lips. Her toes clenched instinctively, and then another kiss was planted on their tops. Electricity seemed to zig-zag up from her foot, up her leg and directly into her crotch again. Her penis inflated even more, straining against its fleshy restraint. She wondered, absently, if Rudy wanted to see it or if she should try and keep the illusion going. A moment later her question was answered.
"Don't be afraid," Rudy whispered. He now held Liv's ankle and was glancing up between her legs. "Don't be afraid of me, okay? I'm...I'm not out to get you, okay? Just...just relax...." Liv nodded, still trying to catch her breath and finally relaxed her inner thigh muscles.
Her erection sprung out fully into view.
"See, that wasn't so bad, was it, sweet lady?" the man said and Liv looked keenly at him. Was he putting her on? Goading her? Being sarcastic? She looked hard but couldn't find even a trace of something hidden behind Rudy's dark eyes or his smile. She nodded, took a breath and changed her position; turning and settling flat on her ass, now laying her other leg along side the other. Leaning on her elbows, Liv continued to regard the strangely gentle man and when a smile began to touch her lips in response to his, she let it have its way. "There now," Rudy said. "That's better. Just be you...that's all I'm asking...."
"But don't you want me to be--" "--Her?" Rudy said. "You look exactly like her, but you're not her. I know that. I met the lady once, and she is a lady. But...so are you...." Then Rudy lowered Liv's right foot beside the left, studied them both for a moment, and then simply buried his face against them. He smeared his face against her insteps, rubbed it back and forth, up and down, and the trembling sensation that shot up Liv's legs seemed to push her backward off her elbows. She lay flat on her back now, arms crossed over her eyes, gasping, moaning softly. She had never felt anything quite so erotic before in her life. Her erection only stiffened and it felt for several long, thrilling moments that she might just spurt straight up into thin air, but then the feeling passed. She caught her breath, calmed a little, then a little more. Things were happening too fast. She had wanted to get it over and done with and to go home to her apartment and sleep, but now...now it seemed that time spread out before her. Time and the deep, almost subconscious thrill she was feeling.
She dropped her arms and raised her head when she felt the man's face leave her ankles and feet and received a warm smile in return.
You're so beautiful, Rudy thought, But it's like you don't even know how beautiful you are. How can that be? How can someone who looks like you, not even know it? Then his eyes fell downward across the heaving chest of the dancer, down her front and beheld the stiff organ standing straight up from her hairless crotch. Even that...that prick some guys call it. A dick, a cock...I bet when you stroke it you don't even do it like a guy...
Rudy looked upward again, wanting to see the face, the beautiful, pale face of his favorite actress and found a beautiful smile just now forming on the wide, full lips. He could do nothing but smile back.
"You wanna do me a favor, sweetheart?" he asked, and Liv sat up, instinctively tucking her erection down between her thighs again and smiling broadly. She knew she would now do anything for this man, even though she wasn't quite sure why. She nodded and leaned forward, hands on knees, shoulders lifting in a happy stretch.
"I'd...I'd really love watching you touch yourself..." Rudy said, and Liv couldn't prevent her eyes from widening for a moment.
"Really?" she finally said, and Rudy nodded.
This had never been done. It had never been asked for. Maybe in some dream she had forgotten, but not from a real person, not in a real situation. But his face was earnest. It was almost kind - another thing that was rare if not totally absent. Usually they just wanted to fuck her; that was all. Just in her and back and forth until they spilled their pleasure in her.
But this one was different.
And the difference itself was thrilling in= a way Liv had never experienced before. She had shown herself, all of herself at times, on stage during her routines, to the point that nudity itself was routine; almost second nature to her. But this was different. Rudy was asking her to reveal something she had never shown anyone, either professionally or privately. She lowered her eyes to the bed before her, then further down, downward to her smooth, hairless crotch - the V that had always been artificially created by her instinctive hiding of her male member. Taking a breath she breathed slowly out, trying to calm her now racing heart, lifted her leg to separate her thighs, and watched as her penis sprung out, ready and full.
For a moment she merely stared at it, as she knew Rudy was most likely doing as well, watching how it bounced with each heart beat. She wondered if this strange request would make it go limp but it only seemed to stiffen and thicken as the moments went by, and finally, with breath held, Liv reached down and put her hand delicately underneath it, fingers together and pointed downward, and then pulled it back until it was flat up against her belly.
Rudy's eyes were unblinking, fixed on what he'd just seen. It was so beautiful, even if it was a cock. It had a feminine quality to it that astounded him, and now, even covered by that lovely hand - and even the way it was covered, so demurely - he could still only think of it as a clitoris. There had been nothing at all 'manly' about it.
But now that long-fingered hand moved upward slightly, the heel of the hand hiding the almond navel, and then pushed downward. Rudy's jaw felt loose, slack. he couldn't make it move and didn't want to. The girl, this completely beautiful, completely naked girl had just rubbed herself, up and down, once. His eyes shot to her face, glimpsed her eyes as they just now rolled back under heavy lids, and watched the lovely, full mouth fall open slightly. His eyes darted down once more to the down-pointed hand and saw it move up and then down again, with agonizing slowness. He watched the tips of the fingers as they curled slightly underneath the hidden crotch, reaching for an opening that wasn't there - but should have been. There still was nothing about this intriguing creature that even hinted at masculinity - not the knees or thighs or upper arm musculature - and the picture was perfect. Others might have referred to it all as an 'illusion' of femininity, but what Rudy was seeing was no mere attempt to create such a thing.
Now a gasp caught his attention and he raised his eyes, and found Liv staring right back at him, her large eyes still half concealed by her lids.
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Keywords: Rudy, Ch., 02, Mr.,