Pumps & a Bump (Conversations With a Freak, Pt. 3)

Scene 2. Act 2.

Location: NWSO Mansion, NYC.
Roll tape.
Action!

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I was standing in the middle of my hallway with my boxers and shorts around my ankles. My dick was fully erect and still wet from Nicole’s blowjob.

The last I saw of Nicole she was sashaying her fine ass down the long hall that led to my bedroom. She knew I was watching her. Studying her movements. She added a little extra twitch to her step just for me. It was all accented by the clicking of her open-toed red pumps with the four-inch heels across my hardwood floors. They brought out the definition in her calves.

My gaze worked its way up past those damn garter belts I hate so much and focused in on her black and pink thongs. They framed her ass perfectly. The two luscious mounds of flesh that composed her gorgeous ass converged at the apex of her panties. You know, where that enticing triangle of fabric disappears into the crack of a woman’s ass. This was complemented by a large satin bow just waiting to be undone.

As she turned to enter my room, I grabbed my dick with my right hand and squeezed it gently. I could feel my heartbeat through its veins. A small drop of pre-cum peaked out the tip. I rubbed the palm of my hand over it and flinched.

I was still sensitive.

Slipping my feet out of the confines my boxers and shorts had become in Nicole’s rush to taste me, I lifted my wifebeater over my broad shoulders and tossed it to the side. As I stepped over Nicole’s red raincoat, which remained in the same spot she left it when this show and prove session began, I chuckled.

It was at that moment I realized I was literally naked with socks on.

Pausing for a moment to remove my socks, I proceeded to my bedroom, where Nicole was patiently awaiting my arrival. Sprawled across my bed—opened-toed red pumps with the four-inch heels and stockings still on—she lay effortlessly on her left side. Supporting her head with her left hand, she flicked back her hair and spoke. Not with words, but with her eyes.

Clearly focused on my erection, Nicole licked her lips as if trying to taste whatever remnants of me remained in the creases of her mouth. She beckoned me closer. I eagerly obliged.

Once at the foot of the bed I grabbed Nicole’s ankles and slid her down to the center of the mattress. She was familiar with this gesture and immediately broke into a devious grin.

I mounted her.

As we pressed our lips and bodies against each other my dick made its way up under the sheer trim that billowed down from her bra. Nicole could feel small droplets of me on her stomach. The friction against her flesh was invigorating, but I needed her out of these clothes now. I needed this to go farther.

Still entangled in an endless array of soft kisses, I rolled Nicole over and on top of me. I eased my hands across her back, feeling for the straps of her bra. The first two were easy, but my fingers stumbled to unfasten the last. It’s always the last one that gets stuck.

I fumbled around for a bit before Nicole rescued me from the awkwardness. Sitting upright, she reached behind her back and unhooked that pesky final hook with a flick of her fingers. Sliding the bra straps off her smooth shoulder, she lifted the lingerie top over her head. I assisted her, unleashing Nicole’s bulging bosom upon my expectant mouth.

I grabbed her breasts—gently. Holding them in my soft hands I guided her nipples towards my lips and made my tongue perform pirouettes on each one passionately and intently. All while Nicole gyrated against my elongated manhood.

Once I had my fill of suckling, I flipped Nicole on to her back once again.

I kissed her deeply.

Our tongues tangoed.

The pull of our lips was magnetic.

Slowly, I pulled away.

My mouth made its way to her left earlobe. She allowed my lips to tickle her eardrum. Once there, I whispered, “I want you so bad.”

“I know,” she grinned.

By this point my hands were already fiddling with her crotch. It wasn’t long before my middle finger broke through the lace barrier and was greeted by a familiar warmth. I slowly submerged into the rim of her pussy. She flinched.

Nicole was sensitive.

All I wanted was to moisten my fingertip with her juices. That way I could more easily massage her clit.

She moaned.

I slowed my pace.

She arched her back.

I applied slight pressure.

It was a constant give and take that drove Nicole wild.

Finally, I retracted my hand and raised it from her lower lips to mine. I licked. I sucked. I slurped. I didn’t want to spare a single drop of her essence.

Nicole watched me. She could tell I was enjoying myself. That I was enjoying her. However, this was only the beginning.

Placing my hands on either side of Nicole’s waist, I tugged at her panties wanting nothing more than to pull them off. She reminded me that the garter belts were still attached and gave me yet another reason to despise these dreaded things.

No worries.

I’m a patient man that takes pride in his work. I took the necessary time to unhook all four of the garters before proceeding further. Once Nicole was freed from her restraints, she instinctually lifted her hips so that I could more easily remove her panties.

Finally.

I buried my face between her legs.

On any other night I would have transformed her thighs into a personal playground for my tongue. The sweet nectar she had allowed my taste buds to bask in earlier was too enticing. I had to go direct to the source. I had to return the oral favors Nicole had bestowed upon me in the hallway. Not now, but right now.

My tongue picked up where my fingers had left off. Running laps around Nicole’s clit, I made her succumb to the power of my mouth.

She squirmed beneath me. Her legs tightened around my shoulders.

She tried to sit up. Escape was not an option.

I wanted her to explode. My face was the target.

Finally, once she realized that resistance was futile, she let go and showered me with her love.

With her first orgasm out of the way, I was now ready to give Nicole exactly what she came here for.

As I reached for my stash of condoms by the nightstand, Nicole shifted to the edge of the bed and attempted to undo her opened-toed red pumps with the four-inch heels.

“Did I tell you you could take those off,” I stated flatly.

The timber of my voice made her freeze. She looked back at me quizzically.

Before she could utter a word, I interjected, “Leave them on. I’m about to fuck the shit out of you.”

She could tell by the look in my eyes that it was in her best interest to oblige because I wasn’t talkin’ shit.

Condom in place, I laid Nicole on her back and eased myself inside of her. She winced as her tight walls consumed my bulging manhood.

My stroke was slow.

My stroke was long.

My stroke was steady.

She adjusted to my presence within her love box soon enough and we sped up the pace. I raised her legs to the heavens and placed her knees on my shoulders so I could find a deeper groove.

She loved it.

Feeling her stockings against my skin excited me. Seeing her opened-toed red pumps with the four-inch heels orbit either side of my head was even more of a turn-on.

I braced myself against the bed for a better angle and burrowed deeper. Nicole begged me not to stop. The more she desired the more I delivered.

For the rest of the night we indulged in each other at a frantic pace. She straddled me and took out her horniness on my rock hard cock. I turned Nicole on her side and unleashed her third orgasm.

Despite the level of intensity our hot and heavy affair had already reached, I knew Nicole would not be satisfied until I gave it to her how she really wanted. The way she loved it. Deep, hard, and from the back.

From the moment I slapped Nicole on the ass she knew what it was. Getting on all fours, she arched her back like a cat in heat and eagerly anticipated my return entry in to her body.

Guiding myself back into position with my right hand, I reclaimed what was mine all along. The depth of my stroke was intense. My firm grip of Nicole’s hips only fortified my position.

I looked down on the small of Nicole’s back and saw every single shockwave as I thrust deeper inside her walls.

I could take in this view forever.

Nothing gets me off more than a woman’s ass clapping at my command. Nicole was aware of this fact and could feel the power of my stroke intensify with each thrust of my hips. She knew I was about to cum and beckoned me to do so now. Right here in her pussy. This unrivaled pussy I knew oh so well.

My sexual eruption was inevitable. Nicole looked back over her right shoulder to get a glimpse of me in motion. She wanted to watch me reach ecstasy. Our eyes locked and she spoke, “I wanna watch you to cum, baby.”

I don’t know what it was, but as soon as she said that I was even more turned on. I eased back from Nicole’s bottom and instructed her to get on her back. I reinserted myself in her tunnel of love and began to build up momentum. Her pussy felt great but I needed more room.

I hoisted Nicole’s legs back in the air and brought her knees to her shoulders as before. But this time was different.

I had an idea.

That’s usually a good thing. In this case it was great.

I repositioned Nicole’s feet so that those opened-toed red pumps with the four-inch heels were aligned with my shoulders. I leaned forward so that she could support my weight. The bottom of Nicole’s heels pressed up against my mahogany skin. The more I thrust inside of her the deeper they dug into my skin. It was an overpowering combination of pleasure and pain.

My entire body was quivering.

Nicole’s legs began to shake, pressing the heels deeper still. It was as if she was penetrating me just as much as I was penetrating her.

“Are you cummin’,” I asked.

“Yes,” she growled.

“Me, too, baby.”

“I want you to cum in that pussy,” she continued. “I want you to cum for me.”

“Say it again,” I begged, my voice wavering.

“I want you to cum, baby. I wanna feel your dick throb inside my pussy.”

“Oh, yeah, I love when you talk like that, baby. Oh… Oh… Oh, shit, I’m cummin’.”

“Come on, baby, cum for me. Cum now.”

Her wish was my command.

I exploded. Nicole followed suit.

We both lost control of ourselves as our bodies broke into uncontrollable spasms. It was complete and utter euphoria. Nicole brought me to the brink of death only to resurrect me through pure pleasure.

I couldn’t move.

After catching my breath, I rolled over and stared up at the ceiling. Nicole turned to rest her head on my chest, where an imprint of her heel still remained, and I flinched.

I was still sensitive.

Fin!