Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: redragon@interserv.com
Subject: The Shoes (MF, anal)
Date: 29 Sep 1995 21:33:03 GMT

			      The Shoes

	She seemed to change almost dramatically from the moment she
put on the outfit. More sensual. Almost animalistic. She swayed and
glided as she moved, leaving no doubt in anyone's mind that she felt
more alive and incredibly sexy. It was a simple design in black and
silver. A chemise style top with spaghetti straps, fringed as it
neared her waist. It allowed her natural cleavage to show nicely. The
skirt was a wrap around with a single snap closure. Knee length but
fringed up about nine inches to show off her legs just enough.
Underneath was only the black garter belt and matching stockings. Then
there were the shoes. The shoes were originally the focal point. Four
inch black satin spikes with a bow at the heel. Scattered rhinestones
covered the bow and below that was a strip of black fringe and
rhinestones.

	The overall look pleased her. She considered making some minor
changes such as seamed stockings and red lipstick and matching nail
polish but decided that was a little too cheap looking. Her shoulder
length blonde hair was lightly curled on the ends and hung free as did
her breasts. Her makeup was understated, but effectively made her blue
eyes seem even larger than usual.

	As she strolled into the hotel bar the few women present
looked at her with a mixture of admiration and shock. Several men were
seen staring at her unashamedly. There was no mistaking their thoughts
as they squirmed in their seats.

	She walked directly to the back to the pool tables and looked
at the men already playing and those waiting their turn. One man in
particular caught her eye. He was conservative looking in appearance
but the expression on his face was appreciation personified. He had
just finished clearing the table and softly said, "I could use a
partner if you'd like to join me."

	She simply nodded her head in reply. The cocktail waitress
approached and smiled as she murmured, "Nice."

	"Bourbon on the rocks, with a twist, please," commented the
blonde as she smiled acknowledgement of the compliment.

	"Break?" he enquired.

	"No."

	He seemed a bit distracted as he broke and made two solids and
one stripe. His turn ended after only one more shot. Their
competition was two middle- aged men who appeared to be business
associates. The older of the two went first and made one shot but
missed on his next attempt.

	Her partner handed her his cue and smiled. She carefully
studied the layout and crossed to the other side of the table
measuring the angle to the pocket. The six slid dead center in the
corner pocket and the cue stayed perfectly positioned for the
following shot. A bank to the center pocket seemed to impress the
other team. Or perhaps it was the view of her breasts as she bent over
the table. One wiped his brow and exhaled most audibly as she
continued. One more shot was good but she missed the next. Her
partner smiled again and nodded, raising one eyebrow in appreciation
of her efforts.

	The game was over quickly as the opposition missed and her
partner cleared the remaining balls. She sipped her drink and swayed
slowly to the music. He came closer to her and she slowly looked him
up and down. "Do you like what you see?"

	"Most definitely."

	"Care to play again here, or should we go elsewhere?"

	"Let's leave now."

	He grabbed his sportcoat and left a generous tip and followed
her silently. They took the elevator to the fourth floor and entered
room 428. He quickly dialed room service and ordered a bottle of Jack
Daniels. Then he turned and wrapped his arms around her and kissed her
fully on the lips. Her tongue searched his open mouth and was greeted
with equal passion. His hands roamed her body, one softly playing with
her breast as they continued the kiss. She pressed against his lean
body and felt his erection press against her.

	He moved one strap from her shoulder and exposed her tit. His
mouth moved to suckle her breast and she moaned with pleasure. His
teeth bit at her playfully and his other hand cupped her ass. They
were startled when the waiter knocked. She turned her back to the door
leaving herself exposed as he took the tray from the waiter and handed
cash to the young man.

	"Thirsty?"

	"Only for you."

	He returned to her caress and moved her skillfully backward to
the bed where she landed almost gracefully. He pressed against her
again and resumed his repast at her tit. She kissed his hair and
whispered, "I want you now."

	"Patience, my sweet."

	But he broke from her breast and moved down her body to breath
in her scent. He lifted the skirt and pressed his face to her exposed
pussy. He kissed her lips and licked her quickly, causing her to gasp.
The he settled in to suck her clit. She pulled the top down and rubbed
her tits almost harshly as he nibbled and licked and sucked her, until
she was gasping for air. Her juices dripped from her and he thrust his
tongue in her canal and sucked them up as best her could but she
continued to spill more as he took her higher and higher.

	He moved back to her clit and used his fingers to fuck her.
She groaned and moaned in delight as he continued to eat her. The
stimulation was almost more than she could take and she begged him to
take her now. Her pleas were ignored and he caused her to cum over and
over until she bordered on passing out. He pulled away and allowed her
to rest while he undressed. She felt him leave the bed and heard him
open the bottle.

	As he approached her again he softly said, "Take off the
outfit."

	She squirmed out of the top and pulled the skirt off quickly.

	"Now, on your knees, whore."

	Without comment she assumed the position as requested. She
felt the liquid as he poured it over her ass and enjoyed the way it
dripped down her crack. He moved to lick up what he could and she
leaned further forward, her head now on the bed. He was spreading her
ass cheeks and using something slippery on her asshole now. She still
felt as thought she was vibrating from the many orgasms and was
willing to give him any latitude he desired. As he pressed his steel
hard shaft to her opening she pressed back against him. He felt the
silkiness of her stockings against his legs. He was gentle with her
and allowed her to control the penetration of her ass. Slowly she
began to adjust to the intrusion of his cock and begged him to go
deeper.

	He wanted to ram into her but controlled himself and prolonged
the release of his desire. One hand supported him and the other
searched out her clit to please her again. He was going deeper and
deeper until he was all the way into her tight hot ass. His fingers
stroked her as he began to thrust and withdraw with precise movements.

	She moaned with pleasure and urged him on. He didn't
disappoint her as he plunged and pulled back over and over. She
squealed as she felt him ram faster and another orgasm took her. He
could last long and he knew it but he kept her at the plateau for as
long as he could before he allowed the massive jolt to shake his
entire body. He stayed inside her as he leaned against her back while
he recovered.

	His cock was withering as he pulled it out, kissing her back
and rolling off to her side. She moved toward him and cuddled close as
she whispered, "Happy Birthday, Shawn, my love. Was it what you
wanted?"

	"Exactly, baby. You were great. My fantasy was realized, thank
you."

	And they kissed deeply again knowing that the guys left behind
in the bar were probably still wondering how much it cost him to play
pool that night.