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The Ultimate High Maintenance Slut Experience
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We dated with Iris on and off for 2 months and given how short the time was and how many stories came out of it you can imagine the type of relationship that was. I have spoken about Iris in 2 previous stories but this one although short also made a great memory.
As mentioned before, she was working for a luxurious brand in London and obviously surrounded mostly by high maintenance crowd. She also behaved as such. I guess that was the only way to survive. I always got the impression of her getting on a high from being perceived as such. I am very straight forward or simple man - or at least I consider myself so and I found this attitude sometimes amusing and others annoying. Ok enough of the background….
That week I was finding her high maintenance attitude more annoying than amusing but as I wanted to see her (ie. Fuck her) I acted like I am cool with it and insisting on meeting. Ideally I would meet her on her own but she wanted to bring a couple of gay friends of hers out for dinner- sushi. Whatever. I went along with it. The entire evening she was borderline ignoring my presence and joked - flirted with her friends. So much so that at some points I wander if they were truly gay or whether she had lost it. Anyway…
After plenty of sake and wine I decided I had enough and went to the toilet thinking it might be better off to just leave them soon afterwards. On my way back to the table I bumped into her on her way to the toilet. I stopped her and said:
You are acting funny. What’s wrong with you tonight.
What do you mean? She said with an arrogant look
You know what I mean. I said and grabbed her arm.
She pulled a face of pain, as if I was hurting her.
Just for the record she had a history of borderline abusive relationships. She was partly turned on by causing drama and knowing that often changed the dynamics. At this point I noticed we were standing in front of the disabled toilets - one of those with ceiling-high doors. Without anyone very close by, I told her go in, while still holding her arm and pushed her forward.
- What are you doing?
- I said nothing.
- I want to pee. |
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- Go ahead.
- She start using the toilet. Then turned to me:
- Are you going to just stand there?
- You are right. I might as well do something useful. I said as I walked towards her, Unzipped my trousers and took my dick out.
Probably because of the alcohol there was no reaction in her face. She was still seating in the toilet.
- Take it. I said
She held my balls and cock with one hand and start sucking it. I was not forcing her or anything. She was seating in the toilet sucking my cock.
A minute later I placed one foot higher to give her easier access. She seemed to be enjoying the perversity of the situation. When her tongue was running all over crotch she was stroking my cock. By that point we both had spent too much time away from her friends.
- I want to fuck you. I said.
She stood up and made a move to take her high heels off.
- I want to fuck you while wearing your heels. I said.
- It’s uncomfortable.
- I don’t care. Then I changed my mind.
- I want to lick your pussy first.
She made a move to clean herself.
- I want to lick you like that.
I went on my knees placed one of her feet on the toilet and start licking her delicious vagina. It didn’t take her long for the clit to triple in size. I love making women cum with my tongue and this was definitely a special set up. She cum after ~ 3min. Her juices were running down her thighs. |
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