**”Keep Those Heels On”**

I’m sitting on the couch, my cock already hard in my hand, stroking slow and lazy while I stare at you. You’re standing there in those black fuck-me heels—the ones with the thin straps that dig into your ankles, the ones that make your legs look endless. I love those heels. Love the way they curve your calves, the way your ass tightens when you walk in them, the way they force you to arch your back just a little, like you’re always ready to be bent over.

“Take your clothes off,” I tell you, my voice rough. “Leave the heels on.”

You bite your lip but don’t argue, because you know the rules—when I tell you to do something, you do it. Your fingers find the hem of your shirt and pull it up, slow, teasing, letting me see every inch of skin as it’s revealed. Your tits bounce free as the fabric clears your head, full and heavy, nipples already hard.

“Now the skirt.”

You unzip the side, let it drop to the floor. You’re in nothing but those heels and a tiny pair of black panties. The kind that barely cover your pussy, the kind I can see the wet spot on already. I lick my lips, my grip tightening on my cock.

“Tell me how bad you want it,” I growl.

You exhale, fingers hooking into your panties. “I want your cock,” you whisper. “I want you to fuck me while I’m still in these heels.”

I groan at the thought, my thumb swiping over the head of my dick, smearing pre-cum down the shaft. “Fuck yeah, you do. Now take those panties off and show me how wet you are.”

You peel the fabric down your thighs, stepping out of them, and there it is—your pussy, glistening, already swollen. You’re so fucking ready.

“Touch yourself,” I order, stroking harder now. “Show me how you play with that pretty little cunt when I’m not there to fuck it.”

You don’t hesitate. Two fingers slide between your lips, dragging up through your wetness, circling your clit. I watch as your breath hitches, as your body tenses. “Fuck, you’re so greedy,” I murmur, my balls tightening at the sight.

“Don’t stop,” you pant. “I want to come—”

“No,” I snap, and you freeze. “Not yet. Not until I say so.”

You whimper, fingers trembling against your clit, but you obey. That’s my good girl.

“Now get on your knees,” I tell you, nodding toward the floor in front of me. “In those heels.”

You sink down, those perfect legs spread, the sharp points of your heels digging into the carpet. I lean forward, my cock inches from your face. “Lick it,” I demand.

Your tongue darts out, tracing the thick vein along my shaft before swirling over the head. I hiss, my hand fisting in your hair as you take me deeper, your lips wrapping around me, sucking hard. The sight of you—kneeling in nothing but those slutty heels, mouth stuffed with my cock—makes me fucking wild.

“Good girl,” I grunt, thrusting shallowly into your throat. “Now get up. Bend over the arm of the couch.”

You scramble up, ass high in the air, those heels keeping you perfectly angled for me. I step behind you, one hand gripping your hip, the other guiding my cock to your entrance. “You ready?”

“Please,” you whine, pushing back against me.

I don’t make you wait. I slam into you, hard, burying myself to the hilt in one stroke. You scream, your fingers clawing at the couch as I start pounding you, the sound of your heels clicking against the floor with every thrust.

“Fuck, you take it so good,” I growl, watching my cock disappear into your tight little hole over and over. “You love this, don’t you? Love being fucked like a slut in those heels?”

“Yes, yes—”

I reach around, thumb finding your clit, rubbing fast circles as I fuck you harder. You’re shaking, whimpering, your body clamping down on me like a vise.

“Come for me,” I order. “Now.”

You scream as you shatter, your pussy pulsing around me, and that’s all it takes—I bury myself deep, groaning as I fill you up, my hips jerking through every last spurt.

When I finally pull out, you’re still trembling, still in those perfect fucking heels. I drag you up against me, kissing you deep.

“Next time,” I murmur against your lips, “I’m making you walk around like this all day.”

You shiver. I can’t fucking wait.