So How Long Have You Been Into Feet? - Sex Stories

So How Long Have You Been Into Feet?

... the question." "I'm not." That was when she put down her magazine and pulled back the cuff of the right leg of my shorts with her foot, exposing my granite like shaft sticking straight up for the pair of us to see. "So what's this then?" "I dunno ... comfort." "Hmmm, comfort. You okay there? You're having trouble breathing." "I'm fine." "You're fine? Of course you are. And you don't like my sexy, smelly feet?" "Dunno about that. They're pretty, yeah," I wheezed, unwilling to admit defeat. "But I can't really say they turn me on." "Bullshit," she said as she slowly began tracing the tip of her toes along the entire length of my shaft. "Oh God!" I panted, breathlessly. "No... Goddess." She replied as she pulled her right foot back. She slowly peeled off her thigh high stocking and draped it over my shoulder. Then she pressed her now bare, moist caramel sole against my right cheek while her other still nyloned foot fondled my swollen balls underneath my shorts. "You've wanted me since we first met, and you know it." Never in the history of all mankind has a truer statement been said. "I've seen you staring longingly at my sweaty soles and pert ass in the office you know. Why do you think I spent all that time dangling my shoes in front of you, and rubbing my feet so seductively against the table legs? It gets me so horny knowing you've spent the last year and a half lusting after me, dreaming of the day when I'd grind my panty-clad ass cheeks against your face, chest, and hard ...

... dick before my beautiful feet would stroke your hard cock and make it cum harder." I started to moan loudly at the wheel. The woman was in full control, and she knew it. "Feel my soft arch against your cheek. Taste my salty toes on your tongue. You love them don't you?" "Yes!" I cried. "Louder." "Yes!" "Louder." "Yes!" "Louder!" "I Love your fucking feet!" At this point the temptress scooted next to me with the arches of both feet trapping my dick firmly against my thigh as she began to alternate between caressing my balls and pulling on them firmly with her left hand. With her right hand, she grabbed one of her mules, held the insole against my nose and began to whisper tenderly in my ear. Needless to say, I was a quivering wreck by this point. "It's pointless to fight it. I've won," she whispered as she tenderly licked my earlobes and tugged on my testicles as though she were milking the cum right out of them. "Submit to me. Submit to me." "I submit to you!" "Worship me." "I worship you, and always have! You're so fucking gorgeous, Salima. I want you so." "Quiet!" she hissed sternly. "I'm gonna cum!" "Yes you will, but when - and only when - I allow it, darling." With that she leaned back against the door, and started casually flicking my dick with her left stockinged foot while pressing her bare right foot against my left cheek. I glimpsed to my left at the sight of this Asian Goddess's beautiful legs and feet manipulating me so effortlessly, and saw that she now had her ...