It started when her boots came off. Whip shouldn’t have expected anything less from Cassius when she decided to put her feet up on his lap. She had known him for a while, but had never known him like this. It was a side to him she had wanted to see, but not quite what she expected. 

After he pulled her shoes off, Whip, much to her astonishment, found her feet in his face, his snout sniffing ravenously at her well-worn socks. Her astonishment soon turned to intrigue and intrigue eventually gave way to other feelings which her blushing cheeks betrayed.

They both looked at each other, Cassius averting his attention away from her feet and locking his eyes with hers. It was only seconds, but to them both it felt like minutes. Time had stopped.

It then resumed its course in a flurry of motion. 

She pulled off her jacket, her shirt followed next. She wanted this as much as he did and goodness could she tell, he was already pulling her jeans off, her panties going with them. Whip lay there nude, her white socks now her only attire. 

Cassius kept going, pulling his own shorts down in one swift motion, efficient and quick. Whip’s heart raced and doubled in tempo when her eyes fell to Cassius’ well-endowed manhood. She allowed herself a surly grin, one which Cassius returned as he eagerly climbed on top of her, parting her legs and moving between them. 

He smooched her. “Ready?” 
“Yeah,” she whispered, ready to finally shed her virtue like a moth would shed its cacoon. 
Cassius worked quickly from that point on. Soon he was inside her and she could feel every inch of him that broke through her hymen. A sharp gasp followed by a moan was the only response she could give as he deflowered her. 

Within moments he was in full swing, Whip moaning under his strong thrusts. Her toes wiggled with pleasure inside her socks as he sniffed and buried his face in them. 

She lost herself in bliss, her eyes clamping shut. All passage or consciousness of time was swallowed by the void of her own passions. How long it had been she didn’t know, all she felt was herself climax and felt Cassius do the same inside her. Opening her eyes she peered up at Cassius who still gorged himself on her feet, her socks were now gone revealing a pair of saliva coated feet. 
He looked down at her with a mischievous grin. “So, ya up for round 2?”