Leg Man

Adriana Chechik

Leg ManI nodded at the bartender, Matt, and he grinned back atme. Rap music thundered out of the overhanging speakers,shaking the walls of the strip club, egging on a silicontittedblonde gyrating against the centre stage silver pole.The place was packed for noontime, and the hungry crowdgreedily shovelled the three dollar lunch into their faces,as they ogled the balloon-breasted blonde. She held nointerest for me, however, not with her chicken legs.I quickly threaded my way through the cheering andchewing mob, walked down a hall that led to thewashrooms, on past the washrooms, and up to a guyleaning against the wall. His thick arms were crossed, anda toothpick balanced precariously between his thick lips.‘Hey, Adam,’ I said, my voice breaking.‘Jeff,’ the black-clad bouncer responded, eyeing meand smiling. ‘Got a new one for you today.’I rubbed sweaty palms on my pants, sucked cool airinto my bursting lungs. ‘Y-yeah?’‘Yeah.’ He pushed off from the wall, held out his hugeright hand, and I promptly crossed his palm with a fifty.He pocketed the cash, then shoved an unmarked door openand stood aside as I walked on through.9It looked like a women’s washroom, painted a drabgreen with white tiling, four cubicles and a couple of sinkslining the far wall. The door whisked shut, and I stoodthere staring at the first cubicle, my hands trembling, mythroat clicking dry when I swallowed. I walked over andpushed the cubicle door open, slipped inside, shot the boltbehind me.There was no toilet, only a round, padded hole in thewall, waist-level. I fought with my zipper as I gazed at theglory hole, at the yellow shaft of light streaming throughfrom the adjoining room, and then I wrestled my fly downand pulled out my cock. I gripped my rigid dick andmoved even closer to the hole, gulped hard and guided myprick through the opening, announcing my presence towhoever was on the other side.I let go of my rock-hard prong and flattened myselfagainst the wall, sweat prickling my forehead – andnothing happened. The distant thumping of the peelermusic sounded from far off, too muted to drown out myragged breathing. My entire body started shaking, theanticipation and the need growing and growing andgrowing. And just when I was ready to cry out with angrydesire, I heard a slight rustling sound. I braced myself,pressing my lower body hard against the wall and stickingmy straining cock out as far as it would go.I jumped when something brushed against my prick,something soft and smooth and warm – a reply to mygreeting. I quickly pulled back, awkwardly got down onmy knees, and peered anxiously through the hole at a pairof petite, black-stockinged feet that rested haughtily on thepedestal in the room opposite.‘Yes!’ I hissed, licking desert-dry lips, blinking sweatfrom my eyes, gazing at the most exquisitely-shaped10feminine peds I’d ever seen in my life (and I’d seen, andworshipped, plenty of pairs of female feet).The girl attached to the beautiful feet wriggled her toesat me, and her stockings whispered my name. Thedelicate, high-arched peds were ivory beneath their sheer,sexy, noir-shaded sheathes, slim and small, perfectlyformed,with slender, succulent toes tipped with mediumlongnails painted a shiny crimson. The playful toes wavedat me, and my cock grew to epic hardness with the wickedthought of those shapely foot-digits enwrapping andstroking my dick.I strained to see past the gorgeous pair of feet, to get aglimpse of a luscious leg or two, of the woman beyond,but the well-groomed peds effectively blocked my view,filled my eyes, waved me away; our get-acquaintedsession was over, it was time to get down to business. Ipulled my eyes off those dainty feet and stiffly climbedupright, shoved my painfully-erect cock back through thehole again.The tender tootsies on the other side of the wall quicklygrabbed onto my dick and started brushing up and downthe length of it. ‘Fuck, yeah!’ I groaned into the greenpaint, revelling in the slick, silky feel of the girl’s dextrousfeet on my pulsating prong.I could tell right away that this babe was no amateur, gaziantep escort nofumbling footer; her peds weren’t thick and clumsy, feetsqueezing shaft like they wanted to choke it, toenailsscr****g sensitive skin, like most girls. No, this lady’s feetwere soft and gentle, yet firm and controlled. She workedmy dick with her feet like she had it in her hands, easilygripping my erection on either side and erotically slidingher silk-clad peds back and forth, giving me the foot-job toend all foot-jobs.11‘Yeah,’ I murmured, marvelling at the girl’s skill. Hertalented toes lightly clenched my steely shaft and jackedme repeatedly, the awesome foot friction sending my ballsto boil even faster than normal.There was no holding back this time, no counting to tenor thinking about an ex-mother-in-law – she was thatgood. I closed my eyes and clawed at the wall and uttereda strangled scream as the wicked pedestrian foot-strokedme to the very precipice of all-out orgasm. Then, rightbefore blast-off, right before white-hot jets of spunk rocketonto the girl’s delectable peds, she suddenly pulled herfeet away.‘No!’ I wailed, pumping my hips and pounding thewall, imploring her not to leave me hanging.I felt something loop over the base of my raging hardon,something soft and smooth and warm, like a recentlywornstocking, felt it pulled tight. I opened my eyes – thiswas something different. Most girls wanted nothing morethan to jerk and run, get you to cum and go in a heatedrush so they could collect their cash and get back to doingsomething more respectable, like stripping. But not thislady with the flawless feet; she secured the silken noosearound the base of my throbbing rod, cutting off the onlyescape route for my bubbling semen, then started strokingagain, buffing me with her bare feet now, leisurely pedpolishingme without fear of being sprayed with my stickyadulation.‘Fuck almighty!’ I yowled, my balls bursting withpressurised jizz, my grossly-engorged dong pulsing withraw, sexual electricity as the barefoot contessa behind thedrywall barrier tugged and tugged on my prick.She swirled her naked feet up and down my cock withmore skill than a massage parlour employee with years ofhand-job experience, her precious peds stroking my shaft12over and over, smooth and sensual and sure-footed, herteasing toes playing all over my prick, grasping mymushroomed hood and squeezing, tickling the supersensitivespot on the underside of my prong where shaftbecame head. The silken cock-ring held me in check,prevented me from relieving the thunderous pressure,blowing my load with volcanic intensity. I could onlywhimper in agony and beg for release, driven to thebreaking point and beyond by the girl’s delightful, dancingfeet.She thoroughly worked over my angry cock with herfabulous feet, and then – they were gone. ‘No, please!’ Imoaned, an aching, desperate emptiness instantly fillingme, my abandoned, stiffened-beyond-stiff cock strainingagainst its silken leash, yearning to be recaptured by thegirl’s blessed toes.‘Time’s up,’ someone said.I glanced at my watch, saw that my time had indeedexpired, felt the stocking being untied and pulled from mycock.‘Fuck!’ I groaned, ripping my bloated dick out of thehole and wildly fisting it.But the cum wouldn’t come, and when Adam knockedon the cubicle door and said, ‘Time’s up,’ for a secondtime, I dejectedly tucked my over-stimulated dong backinto my pants and exited. If the girl with the gifted,glorious peds was daring me to come back for more, then Iwas going to meet her dare, because I’d never been sosexually frustrated and exhilarated in all my life.After feeding him a pair of twenties, Matt-the-daybartendertold me that the new girl with the amazing pedprowess was named Melody, and he agreed to phone mewhenever she was on cubicle foot patrol. And that’s how it13went for a couple of excruciatingly exciting months – Mattwould give me a dingle and I’d rush right over, pay mymoney, and get my granite pole foot-polished by Melody.She’d toe-stroke me, heel me, put me through the footspin,dressed in all manner of ped-apparel: black, red,white, blue, or striped slut-stockings; modest, brownpantyhose; or white, woolen footies with bunny tail ballson the back. Or, best of all, she’d simply jerk me to thejetting point with her bare, brilliant, pedicured feet. I couldonly stand forward and marvel at her talent, my bodyshaking uncontrollably, my head spinning, my hands, face,and groin flattened against the sweat-slick wall as shetantalized my numbingly-hard cock with her tendertootsies.She instinctively knew just when I was about to spillmy beans, desecrate her pale, perfect peds with salty,slimy semen, and at that fleeting, failsafe point, she’dinstantly bind my dick at its base, corking my eruption,keeping her wondrous feet unblemished, up on thepedestal where they belonged. She’d go on stroking meonce the sperm was safely bottled up in my balls, toyingwith my flaming cock, denying me everything and givingme everything at the same time. And in honor of her graceand beauty and buffing ability, I hadn’t cum on my own,or in a woman, since the first day I’d laid dick onMelody’s feet.Eventually, however, I just couldn’t take it any more –two months without a jizz-letting, while continually,maddeningly getting ped-dled to the point of spermlaunch,was enough to drive any red-blooded man aroundthe bend and over the edge. So, finally, I asked Matt,verbally and monetarily, if there was any way I could meetface-to-face with the girl with the fantastic feet who wasfilling my every fantasy. It was against house rules to14disclose the identity of the backroom performers to thecustomers, but Matt bent the rules at the hundred dollarmark.‘See that woman sitting by herself in the balcony?’ hesaid, glancing up, then back down again.I turned around and quickly spotted the lady in questionon the second floor, but the lights were too dim up therefor me to get a good look at her. I thanked Matt andwalked over to the staircase, took a deep breath, andclimbed the stairs.She was sitting all alone at a table for two, with herback to me, and I stared at her, at her long, black,shimmering hair. Then I rubbed my hands on my pants,briefly touching my rapidly swelling cock for inspiration,and with perspiration prickling my forehead and prickbulging my pants, I quietly came up behind her, reachedout a trembling finger, and tapped her on the back.‘H-hi,’ I stammered.She turned to look at me. ‘Hi,’ she said. Her voice wassoft and sweet, her eyes large and violet, her face prettyand pale. A shy smile lifted the corners of her lush, redlips, and she set the drink she’d been holding in her rightfoot back down on the table.I gaped at her small, shapely foot, the slender toes thatdextrously grasped the highball glass, the medium-longnails flashing a crimson gloss. Then my astonished eyestravelled slowly up from her foot to her shoulders, and Isaw that Melody had no arms.‘I was just having a drink,’ she said. ‘Would you like tojoin me?’ She pushed out a chair with her bare foot.I snapped back to life. ‘Um, I was, uh, wondering ifmaybe we could go someplace…more private…to talk?’‘You’re Jeff, aren’t you?’ she said, her eyes shining.‘Uh, yeah. How’d you –’15‘I recognized your voice.’ She looked down at thetable. ‘I guess I owe you something, don’t I, Jeff?’‘Nah,’ I scoffed, ‘you don’t owe me –’‘Yes, I do,’ she said firmly.We both looked at the delicate, ivory foot that grippedthe chair, the painted toes playing across the cushion likefingers.‘But I wonder…do you want it now – now that you’veseen me?’ she asked, shrugging her shoulders.‘I want it anytime you’ll give it to me, Melody,’ Iresponded.She looked up at me and nodded, slipped her foot into ablue slipper that lay on the floor, and stood up and walkedpast me. I breathed in the warm, intoxicating scent of herperfume, my eyes following the subtle sway of her hips,the sensual swagger of her round butt cheeks in the tight,black skirt she was wearing, the twin flashes of her lithe,white legs. I quickly followed her down the stairs.‘I have a place a couple of blocks from here,’ she saidwhen we were outside, standing together on the sundrenchedsidewalk.I looked down at the tiny girl, studied her pretty face,her petite figure, her smooth, slender legs and slim,shapely ankles, the small slippers that exposed the tops ofher delicious feet, and I knew that two blocks were twoblocks too far. I was on fire, my cock ready to burst myzipper, my balls boiling with cum. ‘I-I can’t wait thatlong,’ I mumbled, steering the delicate beauty into an alleythat ran between the strip club and the building next door.She sensed my burning need, as she’d always sensed itin the past, and moaned when I gripped her shoulders andshoved her up against the brick wall, mashed my mouthagainst hers. We kissed long and hard and hungrily,devouring each other’s mouths, before she snaked out her16tongue and lashed at my lips. I drove my own tongue intoher mouth, and we swirled our slippery, pink stickerstogether over and over again.She finally pulled back from my mouth, leaving megasping, and then broke away and ran down the alley. Icried out for her to stop, frantic that she might be trying toget away from me, deny me my long overdue release yetagain – but she wasn’t. She jumped up onto a silvergarbage can, leaned back against the wall, and kicked offher slippers and cocked a painted toe at me, beckoning atme to join her. I hurried after her, then stood before herand watched in awe as she unhooked my belt andunbuttoned my pants, pulled down my fly and pants withher deft foot-digits.Then it was her turn to be surprised, as she stared at thetwin metal prosthetics that were my legs from the thighsdown. ‘It’s funny, isn’t it?’ I said, ‘a leg man with nolegs.’She looked up into my eyes and smiled. ‘I’ve got all thelegs you’ll ever need, Jeff.’She tugged my shorts down, and my swollen dicksprang out into the hot air, twitching with excitement. Shequickly grabbed it and started stroking, like she’d strokedme dozens of times before, only this time was really thefirst time for the both of us.I closed my eyes and groaned as Melody expertlypolished my prick, juggled my balls with one foot whileshe buffed my dick with the other, completely oblivious tothe foot-traffic that passed across the glaring mouth of thealley. She tugged on my jacked-up cock again and againwith her nimble, nude feet, and before I could even warnher, the sexual pressure became unbearable, unstoppable,and my balls exploded and I blasted superheated spermonto her flying feet.17‘Yes, Jeff! Coat my feet with your cum!’ she yelled,pistoning my spurting cock.‘Fuck almighty!’ I bellowed, spraying rope after ropeof thick, steaming jizz onto the girl’s pumping peds andlegs. I came for what seemed like for ever, harder andlonger and more voluminously than ever before, my bodyjerking around like I’d been plugged toe-first into anelectrical socket.And when I was finally, totally spent, Melody took herfoot from my wasted dick and brought her peds up to hermouth, tongued my salty, simmering semen off hersmeared feet.‘Now it’s your turn,’ I said, once the footloose girl hadlicked up and swallowed all of my goo.She smacked her glazed lips and grinned at me, thenunfastened her skirt and pulled it open, arched her backand flung it aside. She spread her supple legs, exposingher glistening pussy. ‘This what you’re looking for?’ sheasked.‘Exactly,’ I replied, grabbing her lean, lightly-muscledlegs around the ankles and kissing and licking and bitingher fleshy calves, her well-turned ankles, her magnificentfeet. Then I shouldered her dancer’s legs and jammed twoof my fingers into her sopping wet twat, started slidingthem rapidly back and forth.‘Yes, Jeff! Yes!’ she shrieked, wrapping her feetaround my neck, jamming her drenched pussy into mypumping digits.I added another finger to the first two and relentlesslypounded her poon, finger-fucked her into oblivion, theleggy foot fatale closing her eyes and arching her bodyand screaming as she came in a heated gush.‘We were meant for each other,’ I gasped, onceMelody’s wild cries of ecstasy had stopped ricocheting off18the walls of the alley, as we both tongued her tangy cumoff my fingers. ‘We fit together perfectly.’

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