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Now this is the kind of story that has been shared on here before, but to be honest, I don't always believe them. As you all suspect as well, sometimes a newbie will share a grammatically disastrous story with holes in it, but I assure you my story has none of that and really did happen to me 10 days ago.
I was set to meet a couple last Thursday at 9pm. Now this set of circumstances was weird enough right off the bat. I didn't know this couple I was meeting. I was in contact with the woman, let's call her Ida, on an online message board that has since turned into a facebook group with many other people. I have been going to this group since 2002 but had never met any of them. But on this day, I saw that this couple was in NYC. So I got in on that discussion, and just like that we planned to meet that Thursday night with her husband Orville.
So as I usually do, I got to the bar early to partake in some liquid courage. I do this more often than not when I meet new people. I also go to bars alone if I am on the prowl or if I just want to do some writing. (I am a writer) So here I am on MacDougal St.in a mostly empty place save for 3 or 4 tables occupied. I got into a funny exchange with a cute 21 year old black girl to my right (I don't remember the circumstances in why she told me her age.) about how the coupons they gave us for a free drink looked like a roller coaster ticket. She laughed and then she went back with her friend. I partook in similar small talk with a really hot white girl sitting next to me at the bar about our I-phones which did not work in this basement bar, but I wasn't as cool with her, probably because I was more attracted to her than the black girl, and acting dumb around girls I am more attracted to is more my forte. She had hot ankles and was wearing black flats, so they looked really hot and smelly. But that ended and I went back to my pad, up to my third drink.
Then another cute black (Jamaican) girl emerged to my left, and we got into some small talk. I don't remember the ice breaker. I think it was something about her having a 'me' day and I asked if a girl's me' day involved her getting a mani/pedi. I then said a 'me' day for me was doing absolutely nothing all day, and how a girl's 'me' day involved doing a lot of stuff for herself. She laughed at this, and I was making her laugh a lot. Then, as we each approached our fourth drink (she came from another bar and she had not eaten) we got into talk about relationships I think (again, I wish alcohol hasn't shrunk my memory, but it has) and she flat out asked me if i had any fetishes. I wasn't drunk enough to answer her (yes, 4 usually has little effect on me) I said this in so many words, and then she proceeded to say outright 'My thing is having a guy suck on my toes. i have never had a guy suck on my toes. I am a toe girl'. WEll I just gushed and nearly fell off my chair! I then felt very comfortable in telling her I was the same. But she had trouble believing me. I expected this, because I didn't speak up 4 seconds before she admitted this. I told her I had stuff in my pad pertaining to this, but that wouldn't have been enough, plus my handwriting is bad. Then I contemplated looking for e-mails I exchanged with a certain Wu's member here in my I-phone but I had no signal in this basement bar. She kinda believed me at this point, since I guessed her size exactly at one look (9 1/2-10. This kinda impressed her) We found out there was a private seating area in the back with tables, so I told her I would prove it to her right now. She said 'they're kinda dirty now.' and I told her this was how I liked it. She giggled uncontrollably as she grabbed my arm. So I bought her a shot, we did our shots in the back, and away we went. We were all alone. She already had her shoe off, a white sandal with a tan leather insole. I did my thing, and she moaned a little, and asked me to suck her big toe again. It tasted nice and sweet and leathery and not dirty at all. I love em salty and dirtyish but hers tasted more lotiony than anything. Scale of 1-10 overall, her feet were an 8. Smallish toes. I like longish toes. I kept looking over my shoulder (my back was to the entrance) because I was expecting my friends to walk in any minute (it was after 9pm at this point. No one could see us unless they were going to the bathroom or sitting back there.) I kept going, and about 5 minutes passed. I was unable to fully enjoy it cause I was afraid someone, anyone would see us. So as I'm going to town, she acknowledges someone walk to the bathroom which was right near the entrance who made a jumpy kind of smile. She paused her foot and said 'Someone saw us' I said 'What did she look like?' She said 'Green striped shirt, glasses.' I said ';Did she have short hair?' She said nothing, and just smiled and nodded. I thought ;'Oh God. ' So we wrapped up there, and for some reason agreed on the story that she was an old college friend. So we went out, I introduced her (let's call her Suzie) to the couple, and then she went to the bathroom. We talked a bit, about their visit, and then Ida promptly asked me after 2 minutes 'Were you sucking that girl's toes?' I was a bit embarrassed and only said 'Wow, did you actually see that?' I was hoping, as I do with all married couples I meet, that they were a coupe of swingers and she was secretly turned on by my actions, cause she is a hot 48 year old. Susie came back, stayed a bit, finished her drink, said her goodbyes, and left. I got all her info, and we've been texting non stop. We are meeting this week at Bryant Park and then going to the Yankee game over the weekend. She texted me pics of her feet already, of her black polish that I requested. I'll keep y'all posted.
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She did send me a few pics of her tops, but they are not great shots. Maybe I'll get other ones at some point. If you want the small shots of the top with black polish I'll share it for the asking.
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I don't remember ever coming across a similar story on this forum. Even if I had, I wouldn't question the validity to your story.
One hidden aspect that makes an encounter like this a one of a kind experience, was the fact that you woke up that morning not knowing that that night was going to turn out the way it did! The unexpected elements make for great stories to share with your grandson one day.
quote:Originally posted by DancingFool: Then I contemplated looking for e-mails I exchanged with a certain Wu's member here in my I-phone
I assume you were making reference to me with that quote.
quote:Originally posted by DancingFool: WEll I just gushed and nearly fell off my chair!
That's my favorite line of the story.
quote:Originally posted by DancingFool: Scale of 1-10 overall, her feet were an 8. Smallish toes.
You and I like the same kind of feet. So if you say they were an eight, I'll take your word for it through and through.
Overall, this is a fascinating story that was well worth the share. You had that happen to you and THEN there was that 48-year-old you had to meet up with because the show had to go on. She had a tough act to follow, but no matter how one slices this story, you had yourself the kind of night that will stay in your memory for quite some time.
I'm happy for you.
P.S. On a side note, we should still meet up for drinks to make up for that lunch we could've had on the same day we were both summoned to jury duty.
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Yes National, I was referring to you. (I save most e-mails I ever got because they keep increasing the storage limit, so why not?) I'd agree that every moment of that night will never escape my memory. (except for the little moments that already have escaped my memory.) I've had nights where I discussed this stuff with girls in bars, and even massaged one girl's feet, but this was unprecedented.
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So we had one pretty hot and heavy night. I've been working nights and haven't been able to see her for 2 weeks, but I'm back to normal hours next week so I hope to see her soon.
So the night we last met, I asked her to wear her flats AALLLLL day for me and she did. We met at about 6pm on a Friday night, and we went to a hotel rooftop bar in midtown. But before we did that, we fooled around a bit on the bed. I wanted to wait to worship her feet for the buildup aspect (I don't know why...) so I did what she wanted. Her feet tasted just how I like them. It got hot and heavy, but we managed to stay partially dressed for the most part and left after about 20 minutes. We get along great as it turns out (even before we drink, which is a good sign) and we really have a good chemistry. I make her laugh a lot, which I always love and she makes me laugh as well.
Then when we were good and drunk, we went back upstairs and we went all out. She likes it rough though. A little too rough for me, but hey, we got to know each other and what we like. She left me with a big hickey on the FRONT of my neck, which I've never seen, and my dick hurt like hell. She's an E-F cup, so that was a first for me too. I'm not a tit man per se, but I've been lucky in my life in that every girl I've been with had big tits. She gave a pretty good foot job (I still couldnt come from it) It was the postion where I was on my knees eating her out and she was playing with my dick with her foot from behind me. You know that angle? Good angle. Came close, but I still couldnt.
I'll let ye all know how the next date goes.
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quote:Originally posted by DancingFool: So we had one pretty hot and heavy night. I've been working nights and haven't been able to see her for 2 weeks, but I'm back to normal hours next week so I hope to see her soon.
So the night we last met, I asked her to wear her flats AALLLLL day for me and she did. We met at about 6pm on a Friday night, and we went to a hotel rooftop bar in midtown. But before we did that, we fooled around a bit on the bed. I wanted to wait to worship her feet for the buildup aspect (I don't know why...) so I did what she wanted. Her feet tasted just how I like them. It got hot and heavy, but we managed to stay partially dressed for the most part and left after about 20 minutes. We get along great as it turns out (even before we drink, which is a good sign) and we really have a good chemistry. I make her laugh a lot, which I always love and she makes me laugh as well.
Then when we were good and drunk, we went back upstairs and we went all out. She likes it rough though. A little too rough for me, but hey, we got to know each other and what we like. She left me with a big hickey on the FRONT of my neck, which I've never seen, and my dick hurt like hell. She's an E-F cup, so that was a first for me too. I'm not a tit man per se, but I've been lucky in my life in that every girl I've been with had big tits. She gave a pretty good foot job (I still couldnt come from it) It was the postion where I was on my knees eating her out and she was playing with my dick with her foot from behind me. You know that angle? Good angle. Came close, but I still couldnt.
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I totally forgot to mention we went to Bryant Park another night and I massaged her feet in public. I felt weird doing this, and felt even weirder when 2 homeless guys approached us and said 'Work dem feet!'
Howe could I forget this detail on this board???
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