The Therapist with Giant Feet Ch. 05 - Sex Stories

The Therapist with Giant Feet Ch. 05

... sniff those corn-chip smelling toes.

But I knew I wouldn't be allowed.

So I crawled over to Bianca's feet, the smell of old, rotten pumps still in my nostrils.

She kicked them off. It smelled like someone was making popcorn in the room.

Then she crouched down and picked up her shoe and shoved it in my face. "EAT. MY. FUCKING. SHOE."

I nodded.

"And DON'T make any faces! I didn't get a chance to shower last night, so my feet have really been fermenting in these old pumps." She was right. They were extra cheesy today. It would have grossed me out if I had a regular foot fetish. But this wasn't your standard foot fetish - I crave smelly, dirty stinky feet.

"Don't forget about my sweaty pumps! You better work on those first since they'll take longer."

I did what I was told as the smell of Latina feet filled the air. My therapist's feet were no where near as stinky as Bianca's. But her shoes.... they smelled so... vinegary.. and.. I needed to cum.

"If you do a good job cleaning me and Bianca's shoes, then you can cum in them next time." My therapist said as she teasingly scrunched her soles, knowing how badly I wanted them.

"Mmm I love walking around with cum in my shoes. Feels so nice in between my toes."

Once I heard that, I started really sucking on their shoes. Trying my best to make them shiny.

I went home that night and blew a load all over those sandals again, imagining Bianca sticking her soft, wrinkly, cheesy feet inside these cum-stained and drenched, sandals.