Cumm'n Home...

I got a text from Mark last night around 11:30 pm, that his flight just landed and was I picking him up.  I quickly replied, "cab it...bed".  This is code for "I'm feeling a little bitchy right now, but come over and lie with me, your fat log pressed into my ass cheeks and your strong arms wrapped around my waist, and maybe, JUST MAYBE, if you've soothed me just right, I'll fuck ya in the morning before we go work out".

In reality, a) it was looking a might wet and foggy outside and didn't want to go get his ass and b) I was feeling a bit randy, and had a little sumpt'n sumpt'n planned for his return.  I don't know why, I know he gets his midnight snacks when he's away, but I just don't want to deal with fuck'n around with strange dudes right now.  Maybe if  I was out of town, in some random hotel, it would be different, as I hate having to kick someone out of my own home. Fantasy is great, and as my posts and comments show, I'm all for THAT! Overall, though, I love the actual, real sex I have with Mark, and if I can't put my whole heart and sole in to suck'n and fuck'n, I just don't want to do it.  

So anyway, sorry for the sidetrack, after hitting send, I went into my closet, pulled out my old cowboy boots from when I went to college in Texas, wrapped a fake holster and gun that I used one year for Halloween around my naked waist and plopped my Panama Jack hat on, that I bought the last time we were down in New Orleans (God, I had a good time fuck'n his ass with that hat on, I rode his ass HARD on this rickety old bed in one of the old hotels just off Bourbon Street). 

Thinking I'm already sleeping, he lets himself in, and there I stand, dick nice and proud, sticking up between my holster'd guns, with nothing on but my boots and my hat!  At this point, I really can't stand myself, and rush over to him, clinging to him, smelling him (oye, he smells of cold and snow coming out of the upper mid-west) and immediately start kissing him, searching for his tongue, loving the feeling of his strong arms and solid body rubbing against my nakedness. 

I quickly usher him into the bedroom, covers already pulled down, pillows about looking soft and cozy, and a couple of his ties stringing down from my headboard.  I quickly push him onto his back on the bed, strip his ass, kissing and loving every inch of his manliness...well, except for his manliness I most desire.  I pull his wrists together, and he willingly allows me to tie them together, his pearly whites gleaming a shit ass grin in the soft light of my bedroom.  Removing my own boots, but keeping the hat and holster on, I begin suckling at his toes, sometimes sucking hard, other points lightly lapping, even digging in between and cleaning the cheese that lies in his dark crevices. I've never really made love to his feet before, didn't really seem to be my thing, but with FFB and his fascination with them, it really started getting me to think about feet and toes in a whole different way.  Mark's got BIG feet, goes well with his cock, and I was surprised on riled up I was getting.  As I continued to suckle, I finally reached up to see how Mark and his cock were doing, and quickly felt his own juicy arousal!

I was getting pretty excited myself, but, at this point, I promised myself that this was for Mark.  With both feet plenty soggy and maybe even a little wrinkled from all the wetness, I removed my mouth and tongue, arranged him so I could fold him in half and offer his feet to his own hungry self.  Again, he was surprisingly into this, and began to moan as he suckled hard on his own fat toes.  Leaving him to his devices, ass turned up just right, I began my own trail down the back of his rounded calfs, along the underside of his thighs, along the wonderful curve of his ass, and PLOP right into his nice plumped out hole...he has a beautiful tight ring of curlies that frame his pucker to perfection. 

With his ass warmed up for entry and with fingers slathered in wet, I inserted first one, then two, and up to three long digits into his waiting hole.  Mark still gurgling on his feet, I move my lips from his ass, as I continue to manipulate him with my fingers, in...out...circles...curling scratches, whatever, and moved up, on and down along his hard, turgid cock.  I was too hungry to fart around, I started in hard and kept the engine racing as I pushed him for his orgasm,,,up and down I bobbed and slid on his hard, frothing cock. 

As his cum built up, he couldn't control his legs anymore, they fell hard onto my shoulders, knocking off my hat, and with toes curled and dripping with saliva, the fucker unloaded into my hot, cum sucking mouth.  Reaching down, I stroked my own orgasm out, finally succumbing to my desires, spilling my junk all over the comforter...FUCK, that's gonna be a fun one to bring to the dry cleaner!

Tired and spent, we cuddled up nice and tight, my nose deep into his neck, smelling his maleness, and slept safe in my lovers arms.

Sorry for the long tail, but I wanted to set the whole mood and I like to get it out whilst the cum is still fresh in my mind.  I've never really done that with the feet before, and it really got me off something fierce and wanted to share.

Also, I know I promised an extra set of pics this week (in particular for my anonymous commentator, Denis) , and I have not forgotten!  I already have a set scheduled, so PLEASE come back tomorrow and pay me a visit!!!

Have a hot 'n horny weekend!!

Rafa