"A little fable"
Date: 9/12/2017,
Categories:
Fetish,
First Time
Author: calloo
... before." I moved her foot down. "I've never known a woman who'd left me do this to her feet." "Wow. So show me what you'd do to them, I've love to know." She smiled, slowly lifting both feet to my face. "Come on, show me." She pushed her toes against my lips. Turning slightly to face her, I grabbed her ankles and sucked both her big toes into my mouth at the same time. Christina gave a yelp and put her finger in her mouth, watching me intently. After licking both of her toes thoroughly, I let her left foot drop gently into my lap. Holding her right foot, I flicked my tongue between her big toe and the next one, delighting in the u*********s movement - tongue in, toes apart. It was just like fucking. Her right hand was moving steadily towards her groin and her left seemed to be reaching for the hem of her dress. Putting her feet up had allowed the material to slide along her thighs slightly and I longed to see clearly into the dark shadows there. What colour knickers did she have on? How lovely did her inner thighs look? I had to know. Her left foot had edged into my groin again and her big toe was pushing gently against my cock. I wanted to undo my flies and pull my cock out, I wanted to feel her feet against it. Instead, I focussed on her right foot and began to softly suck each of her toes in turn. Her foot began to move against my cock, her big toe casually massaging the head. We both knew what was happening, but neither of us said anything ...
... though I remembered her rule. "I can't get the right angle here," I said, "would you mind if I knelt on the floor?" Christina looked at me, a faint expression of disappointment crossing her lovely features, then she smiled. "Jack, for what you're doing to my feet, you could be standing or sitting anywhere." I smiled, eased her foot out of my groin and let go of her right leg. Adjusting my trousers so that I could move, I slid off the sofa and knelt on the floor in front of her. "So how do you want me?" she asked, smiling, her eyes half closed. Her right hand was poised at the top of her groin. "If you sit straight, that'd work." I watched as she moved, gracefully and quickly, into a sitting position. "Where do you want my feet?" "I want the left one in my face," I said and she complied. I held her ankle, pulled her foot to me and licked from the bottom of her heel right up to the ball of her foot, in one quick movement. Christina gasped and her right hand finally slid into her groin. She lifted her right leg slightly, letting the material of her dress slip down and pressed it against my cock. A feeling like a brisk electrical charge shot through my groin, making my balls tingle. "Somebody's excited," she said, smiling lazily. I nodded at her hand. "Am I the only one?" "No," she said and shook her head. She pulled the hem of her dress, so that it bunched about her knicker line. There was a damp patch. ...