Message-ID: <16625eli$9810162016@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: philip_60@hotmail.com Subject: High-heeled tease - part 2/2 (F/M, teasing, foot fetish) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d MIME-Version: 1.0 Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <36240389.3D4A@hotmail.com> As I watched her finger herself, I could see she was also in a state of intense arousal. I was secretly hoping she would let down her seemingly perfect control of the situation, and her heeljob would finally come to its long expected conclusion. And I thought my hopes were coming true as I felt the tip of her heel keep on rythmically stroking the head of my cock past the point of no return. I could feel the tension of my come build up inside my balls getting ready for final eruption as her spiked metal heel went on grazing along the head of my cock in a circular motion, every so often applying a firmer pressure in a way that had me completely breathless with the sensation. It felt like electric shocks running all through my quivering body, and I was in a trance as her expert manipulations were completely driving me over the edge. All of a sudden, I felt the violent surge of my come up my rod and started ejaculating through my pants. But right!thigh, asking me: "Hey, Philip, your pants are all soaked now! Didn't I tell you to be careful with them?" The little cock-teaser didn't mention the fact that she had done everything to make me completely lose control and have this happen. Her wicked smile made me feel as if she actually enjoyed humiliating me like that. She started squeezing the head of my cock between her sole and the base of her heel, as the tip of her heel rubbed against my balls. The length of my shaft was encased between her sole and spiked heel, and the way she was massaging it in a gyrating motion while she kept squeezing the head of my cock had me right away on the edge of ejaculation. She smiled at me as she released her pressure and left me panting with expectation. She then started expertly manipulating the head of my cock with the tip of her other heel, as she resumed her maddening massage around my shaft. The sensation was really too much, and I couldn't believe how viciously expert she was at performing her heeljob. She had me on the constant brink of orgasm, each time applying her squeezing trick ! to the head of my cock right a "You enjoy my little heeljob, don't you Philip ? You're just about to ejaculate, aren't you ? Would you mind if I make you cream your pants with my spiked heels?" All I could answer was : "Oh ye-ee-ss pl-ea-ea-se, don't stop ! I can't wait any longer!" With that she started deftly stroking the head of my cock under the tip of her heel in such a way as to completely bring me over the edge. She added: "Oh yes, Philip, go on, I want you to ejaculate all over my heels". I really thought the final moment had arrived at last, and started violently erupting into my pants at the combined effect of her expert manipulations and enticing words. But just at that crucial moment, the teasing bitch once again firmly squeezed the tip of her spiked heel against that spot of the head of my cock that she had been so successful with, stopping me right in the middle of my orgasm. And at the same time, she was enjoying yet another climax. I just couldn't believe it. She had led me to the brink of insanity with her wanton manipulations, and just when I was persuaded she would finally relief my unbearable arousal, she was once again leaving me hard and horny with aching balls and totally soaked pants. With that she thanked me for the drinks and got up after giving one last final squeeze to my cock that almost had me explode again. I tried to follow her, but my legs were completely shaky from the state she had put me in, and I just collapsed back on the couch. I must say I later compensated for my frustration by wildly jerking off as I recalled the way she had been playing with my cock. I think I never had such intense sensations as that expert cockteaser gave me with her heels, and maybe it was even more arousing that she denied me any relief at the time. Note: This story is protected by copyright, 1998, by the author. Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Path: 195.34.195.153 NNTP-Posting-Host: 195.34.195.153 X-Trace: 14 Oct 1998 00:50:41 GMT, 195.34.195.153 Lines: 93 [Note: This story is protected by copyright, 1998, by the author, and may not be used for any commercial purpose without his prior consent] As I watched her finger herself, I could see she was also in a state of intense arousal. I was secretly hoping she would let down her seemingly perfect control of the situation, and her heeljob would finally come to its long expected conclusion. And I thought my hopes were coming true as I felt the tip of her heel keep on rythmically stroking the head of my cock past the point of no return. I could feel the tension of my come build up inside my balls getting ready for final eruption as her spiked metal heel went on grazing along the head of my cock in a circular motion, every so often applying a firmer pressure in a way that had me completely breathless with the sensation. It felt like electric shocks running all through my quivering body, and I was in a trance as her expert manipulations were completely driving me over the edge. All of a sudden, I felt the violent surge of my come up my rod and started ejaculating through my pants. But right at that crucial moment, the vicious little cock-teaser once again applied a very firm pressure to the exact spot that had already enabled her to interrupt my first climax, and I felt my come receding back to my balls as my cock kept desperately pulsating for relief under her squeezing heel. As she kept the firm pressure for several seconds, waiting for the wild throbbing of my cock to subside, I watched in disbelief as I saw her tightly squeeze her thighs over her hand and experience what looked like a tremendous orgasm. The vicious little teaser actually seemed to get her kick out of putting me in such a state of intense frustration. Even as her eyes were closed at the sensation of her climax, the tip of her heel hadn't moved from its squeezing pressure on my cock. I was completely astounded at how much control she had over the situation. As she came back to her senses, her heel started gently grazing the wet stain that extended from the head of my cock down my thigh, asking me: "Hey, Philip, your pants are all soaked now! Didn't I tell you to be careful with them?" The little cock-teaser didn't mention the fact that she had done everything to make me completely lose control and have this happen. Her wicked smile made me feel as if she actually enjoyed humiliating me like that. She started squeezing the head of my cock between her sole and the base of her heel, as the tip of her heel rubbed against my balls. The length of my shaft was encased between her sole and spiked heel, and the way she was massaging it in a gyrating motion while she kept squeezing the head of my cock had me right away on the edge of ejaculation. She smiled at me as she released her pressure and left me panting with expectation. She then started expertly manipulating the head of my cock with the tip of her other heel, as she resumed her maddening massage around my shaft. The sensation was really too much, and I couldn't believe how viciously expert she was at performing her heeljob. She had me on the constant brink of orgasm, each time applying her squeezing trick to the head of my cock right at the most crucial moment. I was litterally moaning from the intensity of the arousal. The torture lasted for at least half an hour, and all the time the sexy bitch kept fingering herself and experiencing several orgasms as her heels went on deftly masturbating me through my pants. When I thought I would pass out from the arousal, she asked me: "You enjoy my little heeljob, don't you Philip ? You're just about to ejaculate, aren't you ? Would you mind if I make you cream your pants with my spiked heels?" All I could answer was : "Oh ye-ee-ss pl-ea-ea-se, don't stop ! I can't wait any longer!" With that she started deftly stroking the head of my cock under the tip of her heel in such a way as to completely bring me over the edge. She added: "Oh yes, Philip, go on, I want you to ejaculate all over my heels". I really thought the final moment had arrived at last, and started violently erupting into my pants at the combined effect of her expert manipulations and enticing words. But just at that crucial moment, the teasing bitch once again firmly squeezed the tip of her spiked heel against that spot of the head of my cock that she had been so successful with, stopping me right in the middle of my orgasm. And at the same time, she was enjoying yet another climax. I just couldn't believe it. She had led me to the brink of insanity with her wanton manipulations, and just when I was persuaded she would finally relief my unbearable arousal, she was once again leaving me hard and horny with aching balls and totally soaked pants. With that she thanked me for the drinks and got up after giving one last final squeeze to my cock that almost had me explode again. I tried to follow her, but my legs were completely shaky from the state she had put me in, and I just collapsed back on the couch. I must say I later compensated for my frustration by wildly jerking off as I recalled the way she had been playing with my cock. I think I never had such intense sensations as that expert cockteaser gave me with her heels, and maybe it was even more arousing that she denied me any relief at the time. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----