1. Connor's Treat


    Date: 8/13/2015, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Consensual Sex, Domination/submission, Exhibitionism, Female Domination, Foot or shoe fetish, Humiliation, Male Solo, Male/Female, Masturbation, Toys, Author: emmym, Rating: 81, Source: sexstories.com

    to share,” she smiled. The waiter scribbled on the notepad. “Will that be all?” “Yes, thank you.” The waiter walked away. As soon as he was out of range, Stephanie moved her foot directly on to Connor’s crotch and pointed her toes against his dick. She could feel it twitching through the fabric slightly, and she rubbed the ball of her foot up and down, moving the fabric against him. As she did, his face got redder and redder. “I can’t believe you can still blush,” she commented lightly, as she slipped her other foot out of its sandal. “Clearly I’m not doing a good enough job if there’s still blood that can reach your face.” Connor just sat in his seat and breathed heavily. “Take It out,” Stephanie ordered. “Yes mistress,” Connor whispered. She moved her foot so that he could shove his pants underneath his balls. When she replaced her foot and rubbed her big toe over his head, she grinned as she felt a spurt of precum hit her toes. She wished she could see his dick, but kneeling underneath the table and taking him into her mouth was out of the question. Instead she smeared the precum in between her toes and spread her toes to rub his dick in between them. Connor contented himself with sitting quietly, but when she pressed her big toe over his dick and rubbed the head, he couldn’t help but gasp. “Shh, baby,” Stephanie smiled widely and continued to smear precum on the head with her toes. “You don’t want us to get caught, do you?” She began to rub his dick in between both of ...
    her feet, her pussy getting wetter with every choked back noise that made it past Connor’s weakening resolve. Her panties were getting damper and damper as Connor’s cock began to leak uncontrollably. “How are you doing babe?” “I,” Connor was openly panting now, “I think I might cum soon mistress.” “How close are you?” Stephanie asked, rubbing his cock head again. She couldn’t help but grin as Connor’s hips stuttered in his seat. “If you keep going I’m going to cum any second, mistress,” he blurted out honestly. “Okay,” Stephanie said, as she removed her feet. “Mistress?” Connor’s whine slipped past his lips of his own volition. “Tuck yourself back in and go to the bathroom and jack off,” Stephanie said. Connor frowned a little bit. He was hoping that this would be his treat. He knew he should just take what mistress gave him but… Stephanie smiled at him indulgently. “Close your eyes and give me your hand,” she said. Connor held out his hand and shut his eyes. He heard the rustling of fabric, as well as the clinking of plates that indicated there were other patrons in the restaurant who were eating. Moments later, he felt something satiny and damp hit his palm, and he instinctively closed his fingers around them. Stephanie leaned across the table, and whispered into his ear again. “I want you to get these panties filthy. I gave you a little bit of a head start though,” she said, tracing her fingers lightly across his exposed forearms, “but I don’t think you’ll mind that.” She ...
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