Playfully I stroked his dick as I looked up at his face. He had just finished fucking me, him standing before the bed and my ass almost hanging off. He had held my legs up and apart, the strong and tight grip on my ankles turning me on even more as he pounded into me with such animalistic allure. After making me cum a couple of times he pulled his cock out of my dripping pussy and took off the condom so I could give him an equally explosive relief.

I was still laying on the bed, legs slightly crossed, as I was on my side. My boobs moved as I moved my wrist to stroke him, a playful smile on my lips. “Where do you want it?” His husky voice echoed in my mind. He sounded out of breath, slightly hoarse, and full of desire. I smirked. I wanted it on my boobs, or on my face. Maybe in my mouth. But after a cheeky exchange of words, he mentioned my feet.

“Oh..?” I raised my brows and bit my lips. We talked about that, previously. And I kinda wanted to do that for him. I wanted to fulfill his fantasy. “Mhmmm… yeah… we could do that…” I looked at his face and displayed a teasing look, my hand stroking him faster and faster just the way he liked it.

His voice was rougher now. “Yeah… jerk me off…”

I bit back a smile. The way he looked at me filled me with lust. His scrunched brows and his open mouth, he bit his lips and closed his eyes briefly as I found the perfect rhythm before he opened them again and pinned me down with a sensual stare.

I shifted my position and placed my feet by the edge of the mattress. The delicious wet noises coming from his cock made me smile like a maniac and I could feel my own juices coating my thighs. He started breathing even louder and more heavy, his eyes rolled back and he grunted and groaned. I bit my lip and kept my pace, I could feel how close he was. I encouraged him, my gaze holding him close and studying his responses. I knew his moans and his breathing, the way his body tensed and relaxed, the way his lips parted and his eyelids fluttered when he came. His mind emptied. I knew every reaction before his orgasms by heart by now. And then he shot his cum on top of my feet.

It felt like shooting his cum on any other part of my body, I didn’t feel any different, but his face scrunched once more and he admired the view of his cock slipping in his cum on my feet. He breathed heavy and trembled, brushing a hand through his hair as I kept playing with his dick. His heavy pants filled the air and he smiled at me, a grin full of satisfaction and delight. Pleasure and contentment so high between the two of us, you could feel it in the space between us. Enveloping us.

He took his time to get down from his high, swaying on his weakened legs and nodding along to the experience we just shared. He kissed me, calmed his breath, exhaled deeply. After some moments he went and got me something to clean my feet, before we both collapsed on the bed. My head on his chest, listening to the way his heartbeat returned back to a normal rhythm, as he kissed the top of my head.

Another first for me. Hot experience because of how the way it affected him, I enjoyed his pleasure. The act itself was okay, I didn’t mind it