Adam is a body builder from Miami. He was up for Fashion Week with his Sister. He's co owner of their boutique, but he was only up to scope out the models and "pretty people". I met him at an after party, and escorted him back to my apartment. I walked in, draping my bomber jacket across the table behind the door. I felt his 6'6" frame close. Shadowing me. I walked across the foyer, my Zuhair Murad lace skirt draping behind me.
"Undress at the door."
"What?"
I turned and winked, as I walked to the sofa, undoing the leather fastener at my waist, dropping my skirt to the floor. I worked out of my cropped leather blouse, standing before him in nothing but Giuseppes and my vintage Givenchy chain link necklace. He quickly unbuttoned his shirt, and loosened his belt, dropping his Gucci trousers to the floor. He was massive. He was hairy. He was a God.
I spread my legs and squatted to sit on the edge of the cocktail table, as he kicked off his loafers and dropped his shirt to the floor. He walked toward me, and I raised my hand.
"Those too."
Pointing to his bulging Armani briefs, he giggled, and slipped his thumbs under the band, sliding them down slowly, exposing his curly dark bush, and inch by inch of his thick shaft. He burst out of the pouch, with thick balls pushing out his shaft and head. He stepped out of his briefs, and walked toward me, every muscle flexing. He was neatly trimmed around his abs and chest, with the center patch curled and thick, and a glorious trail leading down the center of his body, thickening as it ran down.
He approaches me, as I put my leg up, pressing my caged stiletto against his thick package. He grabs my foot, sliding it up his body, digging the heel into the center ridge of his muscular body. All.The way up. My leg is fully extended up, as he pressed himself against the line of my leg. I feel his hairy, warm meat, pressing against the back of my knee, and his muscular abs against my calf. He keeps eye contact, as he sticks his tongue out, licking up the back of my heel, to the tip. I can feel his breath on the exposed skin of my foot, and his hands stroke up and down the back and side of my calf, while he licks my heel. He's grinding his crotch into my thigh, as I feel him hardening.
His eyes were closed now, as I lean back on my elbows, raising my other leg, crossing it over. I feel him shift his body, taking both feet in his hands, and positioning himself directly in between my legs. He's crouched over, as he thrusts in between my legs, forcing them apart. He's huge. I lean back, playing with my nipples, as he continues to caress my feet, and thrust into me.
I feel a wetness, and glance up, to see massive amounts of pre cum leaking out of his dark dick head. It flows down my thighs, toward my pussy. I pull back, sliding my heels down his body, spreading my legs as I drop my feet to the tiled floor with a loud thud. He leans in toward me, and I slide off the edge of the table, to stand next to him. He turns his head, to look, but I push his face away. I lean in, to take in his scent. He smells of Envy, and sweat. I slide my hands up his body, feeling the soft hairs between my fingers. I feel his heat envelope me, and I slide down, squatting before him. I take his shaft in my left hand, slowly stroking out more pre cum. He tilts his head back, letting out a sigh. I pull at his balls, and let go, watching them shift, and rise toward his shaft. He's completely hairy around his crotch, and into the crevice between his thighs.
I continue to stroke, as I pull at his balls, and slowly take his head into my mouth. I feel him flex his dick, as it rises, pushing my mouth up. I feel more pre cum ooze into my mouth. It's salty, and a tad sweet. My incomplete grip on his shaft is tight, but he's massive. I continue to stroke, swirling my tongue around the head. He's moaning, as I continue to play with his balls, occasionally pushing a finger inbetween the dark mass of hair under his balls. I feel his ass clench, the further back I push. He resists.
I let go of his dick, and stand up, reaching up to pull his face to me. I enter his mouth with my pre cum covered tongue, as I feel him moan in protest, but soon we're making out passionately. His strong hands grip my sides, pulling me closer to him, and I feel his slick dick meet my stomach, and slide up. His shaft is now cradled from my belly button, up toward my sternum. The head is just inside the lower cleavage of my breasts. Big boy.
I pull away, and walk around him. I tap at his inner thighs, and he spreads his legs. His back flexes, and his ass fills out, to its full muscular form. He knows what's coming.
I press against him, with my thighs against the back of his, my hands cupping his ass cheeks, and my breasts against his mid back. He's completely smooth from neck to ass. My hard nipples caressing the hard ridges of his muscular back. I'm slowly working my hands between his hairy cheeks. He reaches behind to pull at my arms. I lean forward and bit into his shoulder.
"Ah, fuck!"
He lets go, hunching forward. I slap both hands against his hard ass.
