Jen
(Posted on Sunday, August 3, 2000)
This story was submitted by Sean.

I had been trying to hold off all night. Jen was not letting up at all. I had been fine while she slid her tiny feet over my legs under the table and when she slid both of her sandals off as well, but now she was clutching me between her two soles with my cock out in the open under the table and I was about to blow my load.

I looked up at Jen pleadingly, knowing that I would give it away to the people sitting around us by moaning or something during the type of orgasm that she usually creates for me with her incredibly small deep red painted toes. Her little toe ring was making it nearly impossible to hold off my cum any longer as it created even more friction between me and her toes.

I was gripping the table as tight as possible and biting my lip, doing everything that I could to not give away the orgasm that was about to explode onto Jen's little ankles. She began licking her lips seductively and sliding her tongue around every bite of food that she was taking. I knew that if I came, it would mean walking out of the restaurant with a huge cum stain on my pants and that was not something I was about to do for her. But it was going to happen whether I wanted it to or not.

Jen was an expert at this. Her feet moved on my cock like nothing I had ever felt before while she kept a perfect little angel's smile on her cute face the whole time. "You know Sean," she began, "it really is amazing what I can do with these itty bitty toes."

Every word that she said was driving me closer to shooting. "Like if I just do this," she said sliding her big toe over to my most sensitive of areas, "you cant even speak." I lost my breath and looked up at her nervously. "Isn't that right?" She said taunting me,  pushing at the spot with one tiny toe.

"God Jen. Please stop." I begged.

"Oh I don't think so Sean." She said firmly. "You think you can hold out?" She asked. "Do you think it's you who has been holding out this whole time?" I just looked at her wondering how she could be so devilish. "If I want you to cum, you're going to," she said gripping me tighter into her arches and stroking faster than ever before.

This caused me to moan loudly and I felt my cum rising up. Just as I was about to burst, she stopped and tickled my balls again. "See Sean? You're pretty much mine now. Do you want to cum or not?" She asked.

I couldn't even speak now. "You can cum Seany. Don't worry about my toes." Just as she said this, she tickled my head with her toes more and the cum rose to the top. "Just give me the word Sean," she said holding the cum there. I began breathing heavily and gripping the table tightly. "Oh, you can't even speak Seany. Isn't that cute?"

She held me for all I was worth until I felt like my head was spinning and then she applied just the right amount of pressure to have me blast all over her.

I've seen Jen many times since.