Written by Vanessa Raqs
Written by Vanessa Raqs
While, as a phone sex operator, I’m no stranger to dirty talk…it gets downright filthy at times, in fact…the truth is, I still experience a moment of shyness just before the words leave my mouth (and perhaps while imagining other things going into my mouth?). I suppose this means I don’t become easily jaded, which I consider a strength in my line of work. Those dirty, filthy, provocative words and phrases, may always feel a little bit like Taboo, to me.
And, yes, you will need to set up a session if you want to hear me say them.
Dirty talk comes in so many flavors… And everyone has their preferences. I don’t assume to know what any one client needs to hear…although I have my standbys. I’m open to being told what I need to say, to get my caller off!
Some clients find it far more tantalizing to keep the chitchat (roleplay, flirting, storytelling…) on the innocent side… That can certainly feel dirtier to the right ears, and in the right circumstances.
So, let’s have a little exchange, shall we? Fill out my contact form, below, and tell me; what do you like to hear, and what do you like to say, when it comes to dirty talk? That’s it, try to shock me, boys! Let’s make this fun. Who can make the PSO blush?
For my end of the exchange, I will write you back and give you a passphrase which you can give back to me, over the phone, to receive 5 Free Phone Sex Minutes, to be added to yourpaid session!
Some think it’s odd that I list Etsy as one of my preferred gift card links in my website’s sidebar. After all, the Etsy marketplace is known for its crafts and artists. Not lingerie, bondage, or fetishes…right? However, stop to consider the wide variety of products this “crafter’s market” entails!
Are you looking for a sexy gift, for someone special? Know someone who has a perfume fetish? And, speaking of fetishes… You can indulge nearly any fetish you can think of, at the Etsy marketplace!
Try a search for “Sexy lingerie”, “Lace masquerade mask”, “Burlesque”, “Lace lingerie”, “Leather lingerie”, “Victorian corset”, “Romantic perfumes”, “Bondage”… The options are limitless and offer a wide range of prices. Look for glowing reviews from sellers and keep in mind that many sellers also offer the option for customized buying. In other words, if you find something close to what you want, contact the seller and see if they can’t get it just a bit closer to your goal.
Your special someone will appreciate handmade, artisan, unique gifts. Not every sexy thing has to come from Victoria’s Secret.
And… When in doubt, buy a gift card! If there is one thing that a woman loves as much as, if not more than, receiving gifts, it’s shopping! Spoil your sexy lady and she will spoil you right back.
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Getting naughty with Vanessa…
“What do you like?”, “How would you like to get naughty?”
These are questions which I get asked often, in calls. It still touches me that, while paying for a session, you guys still want to know what you can do to turn me on!
First off…your excitement is most important to me. Knowing that I am hitting the right “buttons” excites me… I get wet knowing that you’re turned on by me, by the naughty things I’m doing and saying. I have found myself getting very hot over things that I’d never have expected would turn me on, simply because the guy I’m playing with, is so into it! I can’t say it enough–if you’re loving it, then I’m getting off on it too!
As for my personal kinks, turn-on’s, favorite roles, and go-to masturbation fantasies…
I love to be dominated!! When a man tells me how he wants to hold me down, tie me up, and make me take it, however and wherever he wants to give it to me…my body turns to lava and I get wet, fast! I’m getting wet right now, just writing about it!
I love to fantasize about being the teen babysitter, schoolgirl or cheerleader… Being seduced by the older neighbor or, hell, the entire college football team!
Yep, these are the kinds of things that this naughty housewife daydreams about, while she’s home alone, taking breaks from her chores…
And…I really love anal sex! Some of my best, most intense orgasms have happened during anal sex, while I use a favorite vibrator on my clit. We are talking scream-inducing, uncontrolled climaxes, here–tell me you’re going to make me take it all, up my tight, sexy ass, and listen to me lose control!
Oral? Oh, yes! On you? Yes please!! I can’t tell you how many times I’ve made myself cum, masturbating to the thought of a man gripping my hair, to hold me in place, while he cums in my mouth or all over my face!
I respond very well to passionate scenarios… The more you want me, the more you want to do dirty, naughty things to me…the more responsive and excited I am going to get.
As you have likely already realized, I also really love toys… Vibrators, dildos, Benewah balls…did I mention vibrators? I really love vibrators… There is one next to me, right now, which is looking extremely tempting, while I write this!
Despite being primarily submissive, I have been surprised often, by how turned on I get by the idea of tying someone else up. Of making you endure my will. I must even admit to experiencing an adrenaline rush from being sexually dominant and even cruel. I am most comfortable in a submissive role but I suppose we all have the capacity to get high off of power. I am no exception.
Being a PSO (phone sex operator), I expect that it should come as no surprise when I tell you that money turns me on, also. I even love to read about courtesans, geisha, and other professions like my own throughout history. The thought of a man giving me cash so that he can take his release with me, is hot! I mean, REALLY! Hot!
Heard enough about what I like best? Okay…
I am also quite good with role-play. I am intelligent, articulate and skilled with storytelling. I enjoy being a new character. I am very comfortable with make-believe. My vivid imagination and well-developed inner eye, will put me right there in the fantasy with you! Want me to be someone in particular? Want to fulfill an elaborate fantasy which is unobtainable in our daily mundane lives? Want to try something new, naughty and daring, in a safe manner? I am very willing to help you with that…
I enjoy mutual masturbation, masturbation instruction, telling you what I am doing to myself or what I would like to be doing to you…
I adore the girlfriend experience! I am sweet, affectionate, romantic, extremely appreciative of being spoiled, eager to please and I love to build a bonded relationship with my guy.
I’ve tried many new things, since becoming a PSO. It has been my aim to push my own boundaries, explore new things… Everyone has limits, of course, but I try to take my own with a grain of salt. When it comes to trying anything truly new or uncomfortable, I gain courage from information. The more I know, the better I can settle into the role. If you are unsure about my ability to take on whatever it is you have in mind, don’t hesitate to contact me. I’m very easy to talk to. I am sweet, caring and encouraging. I don’t bite… Unless asked to! And, when I do, be assured that I enjoy it!!
So…what are you looking for?
Allow me to begin by saying that, while this blog post is about payments, in general, on adult websites, I have an agenda to put an emphasis on paying with Bitcoin and cryptocurrencies. I want to hear your feedback on this subject, either in reply to this blog entry or directly, by email.
Payments on adult sites (in this case, for phone sex services) can be tricky. Credit cards leave trails, though they may be discrete. They come with fees, red tape and weighty regulations. These can affect both merchant and buyer in a variety of ways, and they carry the risk of chargebacks for the merchant. Chargebacks result in long-term consequences which affect both the client and the merchant. A Popular and common solution, are Visa/MasterCard gift cards, which give back anonymity and are slightly easier to use as they are not directly associated with a specific address or name, but still many find them lacking in expediency at checkout.
After all, when you’re in the mood… you want checkout to be fast!
Sites such as PayPal, are strictly against being used on adult sites. Were you to use PayPal on my own PSO site, and were PayPal to discover this, they would shut down my account posthaste and keep any currency I might presently have stored on their website. Additionally, PayPal offers no anonymity, no privacy, to either side. All personal information is displayed readily. I don’t want this for myself or for my clients.
Many other payment services are lacking in privacy. Many leave susceptible to fraud.
I’ve been offered payments by direct bank wire, Western Union, PayPal, and a variety of other sources… As I’m sure you can well imagine! Many of these payment options put my own safety and personal information in jeopardy. Which, obviously, is one of the biggest reasons why I don’t accept them.
Now, moving on to the subject of Bitcoin…
Over the past decade, a new form of currency has been created and nurtured. Cryptocurrencies (encrypted currencies)–primarily Bitcoin–are an exciting, confusing, mostly-anonymous, and expedient means of payment. It comes with its own risks and rewards. It also requires a solid, basic understanding in order to use it properly. That said, it could possibly be the most ideal form of payment on adult websites such as my own. In the past, taking Bitcoin as payment on PSO sites, has failed, primarily due to a lack of understanding. Now that the word ‘Bitcoin’ is becoming more commonplace in society, it might be time to try again…
I want to know what you think! I want to read comments and thoughts, and I want those of you who might be interested in playing with Bitcoin, to do some research and draw your own personal conclusions. Personally, I am a big fan of Bitcoin! But when it comes to a person’s own finances, each of us needs to draw their own conclusions. Hence, take their own risks. I am going to include links in this blog to some potentially helpful sources of information. Feel free to go further however.
I appreciate my readers and my clients, and I want to thank you for taking the time to read this blog entry. I hope to hear from some of you!
One last comment on my part… Even if you have no interest in purchasing phone sex sessions, or any interest in cryptocurrency investments, I still encourage you to dip your toe in the water and learn! This is fascinating stuff! And it has the potential to be a big game changer for the financial workings of our global community. We live in a time of big changes, which happen fast. Don’t hesitate to stay well-informed.
A few places to start…
– Here is an example of using Bitcoin & the Bitpay Wallet:
– Begin obtaining a well-rounded understanding of the basics…start from the beginning!
– Want more background information? Varying perspectives?
I hope everyone’s making plans for a wonderful & sexy holiday season! I am certainly eager to start my own wish list & you can bet there will be toys on it! Who would like to be Santa & let me sit on their lap…? You’d better have a good thick candycane for me to suck on…
I want to take this moment to say thank you, to my callers and most especially, those of you who have decided to be my valued regulars. I appreciate you and enjoy your company, immensely! I look forward to many future sessions with each of you.
I have also been thinking about a sexy new pinup for a “Mrs. Clause” version of cartoon Vanessa. I look forward to presenting her sometime this holiday season, in the hopes that her candycane-striped, ruffled booty and thigh-high, fur-trimmed, red stockings, give you all one more reason to smile as we head into the busiest time of the year.
And remember, if the holidays get too stressful, give me a call… I’d love to help you to keep smiling through all the chaos!
XX ~ Vanessa
Written by Vanessa Raqs
Excerpt from Dina’s Fuck Journal:
In preparation for the surprise I had planned for my husband, Mark, I’d paid for an afternoon at the salon. I had a sexy ambush planned for him…
While the stylist worked to transform me, I’d watched pieces of my hair fall to the floor, in the unfamiliar shade of chestnut brown she’d temporarily dyed it to. She would continue my makeover by adding big, beautiful soft curls to my otherwise straight hair. I was enjoying seeing someone other than the familiar strawberry blond, in the mirror before me.
For my makeover, I got the works! I’d had a flawless mani/pedi and my long, lovely nails were a seductive shade of deep burgundy. My skin was glowing from an earlier facial and I would be getting my makeup done before I left the establishment also. Smoky eyes and false lashes were just the tip of the iceberg there… I’d brought a duffle with me, which contained a brand-new pair of black, thigh high leather boots, the sexiest curve-hugging bronze halter dress I’d ever seen, some large hoop earrings and bangle bracelets in antique brass, and an elegant black velvet choker that I’d playfully pinned a brass-colored bell to.
By The time I left the salon, I looked like a completely different woman… Which was exactly what I had planned for!
I stowed my other clothes in the backseat of my car and drove to the north end of the city, where my husband currently works. I parked a block away from the apartment complex, which he and his crew were constructing, and parked. I waited.
When I received Mark’s customary text–expressing gratitude for the end of another work day, and telling me he’d be home soon–I left the car and began walking towards the site. I passed other men, sending appreciative glances my way and I will admit, I felt myself walk a little taller and lift my breasts a little higher, enjoying the attention.
I soon spotted the man I was really looking for. He passed right by me…but not without glancing at my legs! That made me chuckle to myself. He hadn’t recognized me! A wide grin split my face as I called out “Hey, there, handsome…”.
Mark spun on his heels at the familiar sound of my voice, and he looked right past me, at first… Then his brown eyes landed solidly on me, somewhat bewildered. He looked delicious, standing there in his construction gear… Six feet tall, the wind rifling his short, dark hair. I strode towards him, working an extra swing into my hips. My earlier makeover was helping me to feel especially confident and in-character.
When I’d come close enough to be heard without raising my voice, I said “Looking to party?”. Mark’s eyes lit up with comprehension! I knew this was a fantasy he’d been interested in, for sometime. That wicked smile which I love so well, transformed his face into the expression which always made my panties wet.
“Well, hello there, sweet thing. I might be interested in a party… What’s your name?”
I almost told him it was Dina, simply out of a lifelong habit. But, I had prepared details for this role-play. It would only work right, if I completed the illusion of being someone else entirely. So, I told him “I’m Genevieve… What’s your name, baby?”.
Mark could not restrain his grin, as he decided to be someone else, also, telling me “I’m Jim! Hey…why don’t we step between those buildings, there… I happen to know this area very well and there’s a rather private little alcove just ahead, where we can conduct our…private discussion”.
Mark took my hand and guided me discreetly between the buildings, though I am sure we did not go unnoticed, which gave me a thrill. This was so exciting!
He pulled me into a little alcove just off the alley which was indeed very private. We could no longer be seen directly from the street.
I leaned my shoulder against a doorjamb there, and Mark leaned over me, placing a hand against the wall above my head. Having him loom over me like that was sexy as hell!
“What do you charge, doll?” he asked me.
Truly, I had no idea what a prostitute would typically charge, but I did know that Mark had collected winnings from some of the other guys at work today, from a bet they’d all placed on yesterday’s football game. I also knew what it would cost me to buy the new handbag I’d had my eye on…
I placed my manicured hands against his chest, enjoying the heat of his body. I looked him in the eyes and pressed close to whisper against his ear “It’ll cost you $200 for a really good time…”. Then, for no reason other than knowing Mark would take it as a challenge, I added firmly “But, I don’t do anal”. I hardened my expression briefly to convey to him that I was serious.
He gave me a cocky smirk and reached into his pocket. Extracting his wallet, he counted out several bills and put them in my hand. I bent forward enough to give him a good view, straight into my cleavage, and tucked the bills into my thigh-high leather boots.
I stood up straight again. His hand slid behind my neck. He rubbed his thumb up and down the column of my neck, making me shiver, while he took in the sight of me. Then, his hand slid up the back of my head and gathered my hair, gripping it firmly.
He tugged down, guiding me by my hair to lower myself to the smooth cement pad, onto my knees before him. I was suddenly grateful that I’d chosen to wear the high leather boots as opposed to a pair of strappy, come-fuck-me heels.
Without a word, He unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down the zipper. He reached into his boxers and pulled out his rock hard, nearly-eight-inch cock. Pressing the tip of it to my lips, he pushed on the back of my head for additional encouragement. My tongue darted out to taste his skin, then I took the head of that beautiful cock into my warm, wet mouth. I moaned, taking my first suck.
Maintaining his grip on my hair, he thrust his hips forward, forcing his cock to the sensitive back of my throat. He always did enjoy playing rough… I found it exciting as well! I obligingly gagged on his cock. Tears formed in my eyes and spilled down my flushed cheeks. I sucked harder.
The silky black g-string I’d purchased for the occasion, quickly became drenched with my arousal, while Mark continued to fuck my face. He shoved his cock as deeply as he could before withdrawing again. Each time he thrust, the little bell on my velvet choker gave a tiny “ting”.
“Thats it, Genevieve, take it deep. You need to earn what I paid you. Oh, fuck, yeah!” He bit out a curse when I swirled my tongue around the sensitive head of his cock, just before he pushed it back into my throat, making my little bell jingle again. Tears continued to roll down my cheeks, and all the while, I purred for him.
Before I could make him cum,he pulled me off his cock by my hair. He helped me up to my feet. Tucking his hands beneath my ass, he lifted me. My legs went around his waist and he pressed me against the dusty brick wall of the building behind us. My tight dress rose above my hips. Mark reached to yank my panties to one side, before forcing his cock into me with one hard thrust. I gasped from the sudden shock of entry. Then I whimpered, submitting to him.
Mark fucked me hard against the wall, pounding my pussy mercilessly. I held onto him, moaning, feeling his balls slap against my ass. An orgasm built and soon broke over me. I bit his shoulder to help muffle my screams while I came, my pussy contracting violently around his shaft.
My body went limp against Mark. I panted, attempting to catch my breath. He slowed his pace, thrusting in and out of me at a more relaxed pace.
Finally he pulled out of me, and helped me down to find my footing on the ground. My legs trembled beneath me, unsteady. Mark grasped my shoulders, guided me to turn around. He gave me a little push to offset my balance and I brought my hands up quickly to brace against the brick wall so I wouldn’t stumble.
While I was distracted with staying upright, Mark grasped the delicate straps of my thin panties and promptly ripped them away from my body. I gasped again from the sting. Before I could say anything though, he positioned his hard cock–slick and wet from fucking me–against my tight asshole.
Remembering to stay in character, I snapped at him “I told you, no anal!”.
He wrapped one arm firmly around my waist to keep me immobilized, then continued to push his dick inside me. He whispered, harshly into my ear “And I told you, that you need to earn what I paid you”. His breaths came ragged as he forced his cock into my ass.
He brought up his free hand to clasp over my mouth, as though keeping his “unwilling” prostitute from calling for help, and leaned his body into mine, pressing me against the rough wall. He fucked me hard!
“Thats a good girl. Take it” he hissed, breath hot against my tear-streaked face. “Take it all, right up that ass, and moan. Show me you love it!” And I did.
With a hard grunt and a barely restrained yell, Mark shot his load into me. He filled my ass with his cum–cum which would be dripping down my thighs in moments.
He dropped his forehead to rest against the back of my head while he worked to catch his breath. Eventually, he said “You okay, babe?”
A breathy chuckle escaped me. In a husky whisper, I told him “I’m fantastic!”.
He laughed into my hair. “Fuck, I love you, Dina…” He said.
Mark helped me straighten my dress and disheveled appearance.
We walked, arms around one another, back out onto the street, leaving behind the torn black panties. He walked me back to my car, his cum dripping down the inside of my thighs, all the way. we shared one long, passionate kiss before he closed my car door and went to locate his own vehicle. I started my engine, looking forward to the shower he and I would share when we arrived back at our home.
Recalling the text he’d sent me when he’d left work, I held off from immediately pulling into traffic. I retrieved my phone and opened my text messages. He had written “I hate Mondays! So glad the workday is done. On my way home, love. Can’t wait to see you”.
Now, I responded with “Hurry home, husband. I have a surprise for you. I dyed my hair! You’ll get to make love to a new wife tonight.”
His reply was an emoji…with devil’s horns!
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Written by Vanessa Raqs
The first thing you need to know about how to have a phone sex session, is that I want you to enjoy yourself. Through my own sexual experiences and the life I’ve lived, I realize that every individual on this big planet, is unique in their sexual tastes. I don’t expect you to fall into any one category when you call.
I also don’t always expect you to know exactly what you want.
That said, relax! Or, try to. It’s alright to be nervous too… I understand well, what that’s like.
Phone sex sessions are about having fun together, sharing excitement, and exploring. Maybe it’s even about laughter, sharing secrets, and getting to know one another. For some, phone sex is, itself, is a fetish For some, it is therapeutic. For others, phone sex with an operator can even be downright necessary, based on your lifestyle, physiology, proclivities, etc. Some of us simply have extremely vivid imaginations and therefore find phone sex to be more fulfilling than other sexual experiences (stimulated mind…stimulated body). Whatever the case, or your unique situation/tastes, I am here for you. To be yours.
Learning about all of our individual kinks & turn-ons, can take a lifetime.
Or maybe what you are looking for is just somebody to talk to & feel close to. A session can be about any kind of intimacy, it doesn’t always have to be about sex…
The number one element to an extremely successful phone sex session, is communication. Be vocal! Whether that means moaning when I say or do something you like, or directly telling me what it is you need. Whatever the case…open your mouth and let it fly!
Personally, I really do get most excited, when I hear how excited you are. Please don’t be shy! I want to know you’re having a good time too, with me. If you aren’t, I want to know how to change that. Like I said, everyone is different. it is my job to pay attention to you, to respond to your pleasure and reactions, and to tailor your session to fulfil your needs. I love this part of my job. I love satisfying my partner…finding that perfect sweet spot and playing with it until you explode for me. I love knowing that I am providing you with a stimulating experience, meant just for you.
If it is important to you to know what it is that turns me on, I suggest you read my Erotica. I have yet to write an erotica short story which did not result in my repeatedly taking breaks to spend quality time with my favorite vibrator. I write about what turns me on!
Remember, our sessions are between you and me… The awesome thing about phone sex is… It’s all fantasy! It’s all exploratory. And it’s all safe. This is where you can explore the things that you might not feel comfortable exploring otherwise. Or perhaps, those things which you simply can’t explore otherwise. Phone sex is generally a safe zone. So let’s play!
Are there some subjects which I am less comfortable with than others or unfamiliar with? Of course! I am human, after all… But I’m always open to communication, experimenting and trying new things. You can always send me an email. I regularly communicate with my clients, or prospective clients, through email. We can email back-and-forth until you feel comfortable with calling me.
If you aren’t entirely sure what it is you need from me, more exploration is necessary. In these cases, scheduling a longer session time. It can be really helpful! We can try many different things and see what you respond to. If you are a regular caller, we can learn more, and more about one another over time. I make it my priority to pay attention and to learn from each session we share together.
Phone sex with an operator can be an exciting, safe, non-committal “play date” to explore what turns you on and gets you off.
So, to sum up, when it comes to how to have phone sex with a PSO…when in doubt, communicate… Otherwise, let’s focus on having a good time together! Be playful and open to exploration with a sweet, kinky PSO!
Written by Vanessa Raqs
With practiced precision, her loveliest of lovely nail polish shades, “I Lilac it” by OPI, glided smoothly over her carefully shaped toenails. Her feet had been worked smooth with an emory board, soaked in the bath and moisturized with coconut oil (along with the rest of her). Those feet were looking smooth and flawless.
Fully shaved, clean and with every part of her feeling supple and pampered, Gina, was feeling more relaxed than she had all week.
She sat on her bed, wearing fuzzy, blue plaid pajama pants and a freshly laundered, white tank top. Her silky, dark blond hair was swept up into a messy bun. She had high cheek bones, a clear peaches & cream complexion and her almond-shaped hazel eyes were currently cast down, focused steadily on every stroke of the polish brush.
Gina was lean and athletic–a Pilates instructor–with high, small breasts and gently flaring hips. She was pretty and somewhat delicate looking, but her very long, elegant legs were, without a doubt, her most striking feature. When she put on a pair of high heels and went out dancing with friends, the men couldn’t keep their eyes off her legs!
Today, Sunday, was Gina’s self-pampering day. No work, no other plans or obligations. She always set Sundays aside just for herself. At 23 years old, her life was fairly uncomplicated. She’d even been seeing a great new guy–Drew–although it was still too early to be more than cautiously optimistic. He’d taken her on a couple of fun date nights so far, anyway. He’d been charming, playful and sexy…if a tad too respectful.
Gina couldn’t help hoping he’d make a move on her soon though. She needed to be fucked, badly! Her only vibrator–a pricey but well-worth-it, Lelo number–had just kicked the bucket last weekend…the day after she’d paid to replace all 4 bald tires on her little Neon. She couldn’t, in good conscience, splurge on a decent replacement until her next paycheck. Possibly not until the one after that, actually… After all, her landlord would not likely consider a need for new sex toys as a legitimate excuse for a late rent payment. The thought of asking such a favor did make her chuckle, however.
All ten of her toenails were at last all tended to. She admired her work for a moment before taking up her tablet, intent on reading emails while she waited for the polish to dry.
Several minutes past while she became absorbed in browsing online shoe sales and replying to friends. When the doorbell rang, she was startled halfway out of her own skin!
Tossing her tablet onto the quilt, she sent a quick prayer up to the OPI gods that her perfect polish job was dry enough to avoid damage, and sprinted for the front entry.
Opening the door, she was surprised to discover Drew, her suitor of late. He stood on her neatly swept front stoop, looking just slightly bashful but, as ever, relaxed and appreciative of her appearance. His face, with those rounded boy-next-door features, topped with short and tidy light brown hair, lit up with a grin when he saw her. His forest green eyes smiled too, and swept up, then down the full length of her body. His interested gaze stopped on her feet.
“Cute toes…” He murmured with a peculiar tone in his words, before returning his gaze to her own again. There was something speculative in his expression this time. Was she imagining the heat there?
“Come in! ” She said shyly, smiling brightly at him. He stepped through the door and placed a kiss on her lips, lingering longer than he had at the end of their previous date.
“You look adorable” he told her softly, his lips still pressed lightly against hers. She couldn’t stop a giddy little giggle in reply. That giggle prompted a pleased-sounding “Mmm…” from him, which made her feel warm all over.
His hands came up to brush up and down her sides, slightly lifting the tank top to reveal soft, creamy skin. His eyes danced over the reveal, appreciatively. Drew used his foot to push the door closed behind him. Then he stepped into her, causing her to take a step back towards the wall. He proceeded with another, then another…
Soon, Gina’s back was pressed firmly against the wall. Her breathing was quick and her heart raced. Oh, yes, this day was just getting better and better!
Drew had been nothing less than a perfect gentleman during each of their dates, with the exception of some playful flirting. This was the first time she had encountered this more forceful side of his personality… To call it exciting, was an understatement.
Gina managed a breathless “Bedroom is that way…” between kisses. She lifted her hand to wave at the general direction from which she had come. Being pressed up against him, she felt the rumble in his chest when he laughed in reply to her eagerness
Gina was relatively tall, but slender, with delicate features. Drew was taller by a few inches, fit and built sturdy. He made her feel petite by contrast.
It took her by surprise however, when he bent suddenly, to reach an arm behind her knees. His other arm was around her back, and he quickly lifted her into the air. She gasped but did not protest. She would do nothing to stop this. Not a chance! She needed this, dammit!
He carefully maneuvered her through her kitchen, into a short hallway, and quickly found the door to her bedroom. He playfully tossed her onto the thick quilt, earning a delighted laugh from her. Then he noticed her tablet laying, abandoned on the corner of her bed. The last thing she had been looking at, when the doorbell had chimed, still on the screen–a sexy pair of dark amethyst purple, strappy sandals, with 4-inch heels, shapely arch support, a flirty open toe, and a petite pleated bow accenting the back of the ankle strap. They were something she would love to have for salsa night at the club, with her girlfriends. But, with a price tag of $399, she could only afford to admire them.
Staring intently at the image, Drew growled “I am so buying you those…”.
She managed only to squeak “What–” before he locked his lips over hers again, kissibg her deeply. By the time he had pulled back, she’d forgotten what she was about to say and no longer cared.
He slid his hands under her tank top, then pulled it off over her head. Bent to lick and gently bite each of her tight little rosy nipples, while he loosened the drawstring on her pajama pants. They quickly joined her tank top on the bedroom floor.
It just so happened that the lacey thong panties she wore, perfectly matched the lilac purple shade of her nail polish.
Drew sat back on the bed, taking in the full effect. He grasped each of her feet and placed them flat on the bed, with her knees spread wide, so that he could admire it all–her high, firm breasts, toned tummy, long legs, the delicately sexy panties and perfectly painted toes of her pretty feet. She felt self-conscious as his eyes took her in, inch by inch. But his gaze also set her body on fire. Her tiny panties quickly became soaked!
He lifted her left foot to his lips, kissing the arch. It tickled and thrilled her, sending electricity up through the sole of her foot, to her core. He began to slowly massage her left foot, then his lips were on her big toe. He parted his lips and sucked her toe into his hot, wet mouth. His groan vibrated into her. She felt his tongue glide playfully over the pad of her toe. The sensation was so sensual, sinful and delicious… She moaned! Her head fell back onto the pillow, and he continued to massage the soft skin of her foot, as he tended to each of her toes with lips, tongue and suction.
He paid the same tribute to her right foot, before letting his incredible hands slide slowly up her ankle…her calf…her knee and her long, slender thigh…finally coming to stroke the slick, textured surface of her lace panties. All the while, he passionately sucked her toes, watching the progress of his fingertips with hooded eyes.
He nudged the drenched fabric aside and his fingers found the smooth shaven flesh of her swollen pussy. She parted her lips to release an eager gasp. He slid two fingers easily into her slippery, tight opening.
He watched her every response, as he finger-fucked her. Loved the way she arched and moaned, rock her hips to invite his fingers deeper into her. Relished the sweet way she whimpered each time he circled his thumb over her tiny clit. And he loved the way she moaned loudest, each time he accented his fingers’ movements with another another suck of her pretty toes!
When she cried out his name “Drew!” with wild desperation in her voice, he went to her. He slid her tiny, drenched, panties off of her slender legs and tossed them over his shoulder. Settling between her legs, he replaced his thumb with his lips and sucked on her clit while his fingers massaged her swollen G-spot within. Her cries came louder and more frantic. Gina’s long, elegant legs wrapped around his shoulders and her hands gripped his head, pulling him into her, nearly smothering him.
Gina realized how deliciously naughty it felt to be completely naked and exposed, while being eaten out by a man who hadn’t yet removed a a single piece of clothing.
She came spectacularly for him! Soaking his hand with a warm, wet gush, as the inner walls of her pussy spasmed and clamped around his fingers. Her sweet voice screamed out, uncontrollably with each wave of her orgasm.
When she at last fell limp against the quilt, panting and thoroughly spent, she barely whispered the words “Oh my gosh…I have never…had an orgasm…quite like that, before!”
Drew’s answering chuckle was an octave deeper than before and it rang with satisfaction, as he moved up her body to position his hips between her thighs. He leaned down to kiss her, letting her taste her own juices on his lips.
He set up then, pulling his shirt over his head and letting it sail off to land on top of her clothes. He undid his slacks and, with a few practice maneuvers, removed his pants and let them too join the growing pile on the floor.
Then, without breaking eye contact, he reached back his right hand to grasp her left foot again. He pulled it forward and was delighted to see how flexible she was! He soon held her ankle near her own left ear. She smiled comfortably up at him, saying only “Pilates” as an explanation. He smiled back, letting his fingers massage the arch of her foot again. Her gaze softened at the sensual contact. “Mmm…” she breathed.
Putting his weight onto his right elbow, so he would not have to release his grip on her foot, he reached his left hand down to grasp his cock. He was rock hard and dripping with precum! He pressed the thick mushroom head against her tight, wet opening and began to guide it slowly into her. “Fuck–” he bit out, feeling her sheath hugging his length, so hot and snug. Long, slow thrusts in and out of her, felt divine! She moaned, her eager hips meeting him thrust for thrust. She reached down and grasped his ass, digging her pretty purple fingernails into his ass. He began to fuck her harder. Turning his head to one side so that he could lick and suck on her toes while he pounded her cunt for all he was worth. She urged him on with dirty talk, sweet words and whimpers.
It wasn’t long before his balls began to tighten, and the pressure built. He was about to cum…hard!
With one more hasty kiss on her soft, panting pink lips, he pulled out of her and drew her foot towards himself. He pumped his cock with his other hand. When he came, he bellowed, shooting his load all over the sole of her perfect little foot
She felt every strike of his hot load, searing that sensitive skin. It felt…amazing.
* * * * *
A few days later, Gina found a package, addressed to her, on her front stoop. When she opened it, she discovered the exact pair of strappy sandals she’d been coveting when Drew had dropped in on Sunday. The supple, quality leather felt luxurious to her fingers as she caressed the shoes, admiring. A gift message was included in the box. It read “I want to see you wearing these, when I come to visit you, this weekend. Yours, Drew”. Heat spread through her, imagining what he might do to reward her when she did as he asked. She also wondered what it might be like to lean back against her pillows, before him, and stroke him off with her pedicured, moisturized bare feet–one on either side of his spectacular cock . Perhaps this weekend, she would find out…
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