Foot Fetish - Cold Feet

bykimberlykitten

Melody Foster was on her way home during a terrible snowstorm. She had to drive with caution if she didn't want to end up in a horrible accident. On her way home, she saw a few nasty accidents with cars spinning out of control on the icy roads, crashing into one another. The snow was falling hard and the roads were completely buried under tons of feet of snow. Melody was miles away from the city limits as she took a weekend ski trip up in the mountains with some friends on winter break.

"Oh Goddamnit," cursed the 22-year-old college sophomore Melody. "I knew I should have borrowed my dad's truck."

As Melody was driving along, she saw someone hitchhiking. She thought the person must be crazy to be out in this terrible snowstorm. Trees and power lines were being blown down from the fierce wind of the storm. Since Christmas was just around the corner, Melody decided to pick up the hitchhiker and protect them from the violent snowstorm. She drove up to the person and rolled down the passenger window.

"Do you want a ride?" Melody asked.

"Yeah, thanks," said the pleased hitchhiker. 

Melody unlocked the door and the hitchhiker entered her car.

"Thank you," said the manly voice of the hitchhiker.

Melody had no idea if the person was a male or female since he or she had on layers and layers of winter coats. The hitchhiker began to undress a little bit since it was pretty warm in Melody's car. He took off his hat and facemask to reveal a handsome, dark haired man with the prettiest blue eyes Melody had ever seen.

"Thank you, ma'am, you saved my life," the hitchhiker thanked Melody again.

"It's cool. No pun intended," Melody replied. "I just think that someone would have to be crazy to be out there in this storm. Perhaps I'm crazy too for driving in it. I just got back from a long ski trip weekend and had no idea what the city would be like."

"My name is Riley by the way. I didn't catch your name?" the hitchhiker said.

"Melody."

"Cute name."

"Thank you. I like the name Riley, too. I might name my son Riley."

"Can't have enough Riley's in the world now, can we?" Riley joked.

Melody gave off a cute giggle. Riley couldn't help but notice that Melody didn't have super model looks. She was on the borderline of being average. Melody had shoulder length blond-brownish hair and had gray eyes that were covered by thick-framed glasses. She also had an overbite and when she smiled, her gums would show entirely.

"Brrrrrrrrrr! It's freezing out there," Melody said as she carefully turned a corner. 

"You're telling me," Riley said.

"Probably the coldest part of my body right now would be my feet," Melody said. "Being the idiot that I am, I forgot my boots at home and I wore tennis shoes."

"I think feet are the sexiest part of a women's body, if you ask me," Riley replied.

"Really?" Melody questioned.

"Yeah, I'm a feet lover. I have a foot fetish for women's feet. I work at a shoe store just to get a chance to hold and look at beautiful women's feet. Sometimes a woman's feet can be jack up and disgusting. I hate helping them try on shoes," Riley responded.

"I never had a guy touch my feet before. I have had people say that my feet are too big or really long. I wear a size 10 1/2 in women's."

"Damn! Those are some pretty big feet you have, Melody."

As the two carried on a conversation about feet, the wheels on Melody's car got stuck in a pothole filled with snow.

"Fuck!" Melody said angrily as she was trying to drive her way out.

"Put it in reverse," Riley suggested.

Melody put the car in reverse and the results were the same. Her car was stuck in the snow, and Riley and her were trapped in perhaps the middle of nowhere. The snowstorm continued to hail down on Melody's car. Smoke started coming out of the hood of Melody's car. Her engine had died on her, now cutting off all the heat to the car.

"Damnit," cursed Melody.

"Don't worry. I'll take a look at your engine to see if I can fix it," Riley said.

"Oh thank you so much," Melody said gratefully.

Riley got out of the car and Melody popped the hood up. A cloud of smoke rose from her engine as Riley started looking at it. He got back into the freezing car after five minutes.

"You're engine is dead! We're stuck out here until someone saves us," Riley explained.

"I'm so cold," Melody moaned.

"I heard the best way to keep warm is to cuddle up with someone. Why don't we get into the back seat? If you have any blankets, they could be of some use," Riley suggested.

Melody pulled down her backseat and grabbed a blanket out of the trunk. Riley and her got into the backseat and cuddled with each other inside the cozy, fuzzy blanket. Riley could hear the grinding of Melody's teeth as it looked like she was practically freezing to death.

"I am so cold especially my feet. I didn't even bother to wear any socks, I was in such a rush," Melody said in between grinding her teeth.

"I'll warm your feet up for you, Melody," said Riley.

Melody was nearly pale in the face while looking at Riley with a shocked look. She pushed up against the door, resting her feet on Riley's lap. Riley quickly untied Melody's shoes, revealing her smooth, golden tan feet with the long toes, painted toenails, and wrinkled soles.

"Bbbrrrrrrrrr," moaned Melody as her bare feet got a hard wind blown at them.

Riley lifted Melody's big feet up by the arches and admired their curvy shapes, the smoothness of Melody's arches and the many wrinkles on her soles. Riley felt his cock harden just by looking at Melody's feet. He began to slowly rub the tops of Melody's delicious feet, moving his thumb in circular motions around the tops. Melody had closed her eyes, enjoying Riley's warm hands on her cold feet. She felt like she was going through an ecstasy fades.

Riley gripped Melody's feet in both hands and started running his thumbs up and down the soles of her feet, lightly brushing over the wrinkles and the smooth arches. Riley could see the pleasure in Melody's face and heard the moans escaping her full lips. Her breath could be seen in the cold air. Riley's cock had fully taken up the front of his jeans. Riley lifted Melody's feet up closer to his face and sniffed her blue and red toenail polish. He could smell the scent of strawberry on her toes. That made Riley's desire for her feet even more powerful.

As Melody was giving off a series of moans, she felt a warmness covering her left foot. Nearly taking all the toes in one engulf, She looked down and saw Riley's mouth covering her toes. She felt his thick wet tongue sliding over all 5 of her toes and in between. While he sucked on one foot, his hand rubbed the soles of the other. The sounds of Riley sucking her toes turned Melody on even more. Her panties started to become soaked with her wetness. Melody wiggled her long toes inside Riley's mouth as he pressed his tongue up against them. It felt like Melody was walking on his tongue.

"You have the sexiest feet ever. I love the smell of your polish, the smoothness of your wonderful arches, and the feel of your soles pressing against my face," Riley moaned as he buried his face in the soles of Melody's feet, smelling the name brand lotion Melody had applied to her feet. The aroma was driving him crazy.

Riley started sliding his tongue up and down her soles, outlining the wrinkles on her soles. He moved his tongue over her creamy arches and then took an arch between his lips and sucked on it. He did the same to the other arch, repeatedly going back and forth between Melody's arches.

Melody felt herself cumming as Riley continued to suck away at her luscious feet. Melody slipped her hands inside her panties and started rubbing her clitoris rapidly. All the heavy breathing and moans made Riley lick her soles faster and faster.

"Oohhhhhh, Riley!" moaned Melody as she used her fingers to penetrate her pussy hole.

Riley sat Melody's feet down on his crotch. Melody started feeling out his large boner with her feet. Riley reached up and unwrapped the blanket off Melody's hot body.

"Show me what you're hiding underneath that hooded shirt," Riley requested.

Melody lifted the hooded shirt up and over her head. Her ample breasts were lifted up and flopped back down to her shirt, still encased inside her sports bra and a white tank top over that.

"Mmmmm, Melody, you're packing some voluptuous breasts. Please remove the sports bra but keep your tank top on. I want to watch them bounce and shake beneath your top."

Melody slipped her hands under her tank top. She was having a little bit of trouble lifting the spandex off her breasts. Finally, she lifted the sports bra up and left it at the top of her tank top. Her massive breasts were swaying back and forth from her movements. They had natural sag to them but hung away from her body. Her top also hung from her body due to her enormous breasts sticking out from her chest.

"Those look so lovely and delicious. You got everything a man like me needs. Beautiful feet and big tits," Riley moaned.

"All natural 32DDD's," Melody gloated.

She folded her arms against the sides of her huge breasts and ballooned them out for Riley to get a better look. Her hard nipples strained against the top. Melody's tank top was see-thru so Riley could make out her medium size pink areolas. The cold air has hardened Melody's big nipples into bullets. Riley felt his cock ready to explode from his jeans.

"Why don't you show me what you're packing between your legs?" suggested a very horny Melody.

Without moving her glistening feet, Riley unzipped his jeans and pulled out his long, thick 9-inch cock. It pointed directly at Melody.

"Mmmmm. Such a big fella, isn't he?" Melody questioned.

Riley pulled his jeans all the way off his legs and was kneeling before Melody in just a shirt and his socks. Melody lifted her feet up and pressed them in Riley's face. Riley kissed and licked Melody's soles, sniffing at her strawberry scented toes. Melody watched Riley's big dick as it was throbbing in pain while he sucked off her feet again this time including her smooth, crusty heels against his lips. He kissed and sucked on them while his nose was planted against her pink, wrinkled soles.

Melody started sliding her feet down Riley's chest, wiggling the soft fabric of his shirt between her toes. She planted her feet up against Riley's thighs with his big dick between her arches. The heels of her feet were rubbing against his heavy balls. Melody was already feeling a warm tingly feeling running through her body as she eagerly enclosed Riley's thick cock between her creamy arches.

Riley lifted his shirt up and tossed it into the front seat. He took hold of Melody's lovely, skinny ankles and started sliding his cock between her beautiful arches. The inside of the car was really heating up with both Riley and Melody sweating and flushing as he fucked her feet. Riley thought he would have never fucked feet that felt this good on his cock.

After a few minutes of thrusting between her arches, Melody dropped Riley's pulsing cock from her feet and started rubbing the soles of her feet up and down his dick. He rapidly slid her sweaty, winkled soles up and down his big dick, bouncing his balls wildly underneath all the action.

Riley gripped onto the top of the front seat and the backseat, experiencing a powerful orgasm, surging through his body. Melody moved one of her feet down to Riley's balls and started wiggling her wet toes on them. Her other foot kept Riley's cock flat against his hairy stomach. Melody used her big toe and pressed down on his swollen cock head and then proceeded to rub his pee hole with her big shinny toe. Pre-cum oozed out onto Melody's big toe.

"OOHHHHHH GOD, MELODY! Your feet are so fantastic. I could make love to your feet forever, Melody," moaned Riley as he watched Melody pinch and tug away at her hard nipples through her sweaty top.

Melody moved her feet back around Riley's hard dick and resumed jerking between her winkled, soft arches. Riley gripped Melody's ankles tightly and fucked her feet faster and harder, pounding his balls against her pink soles. Melody's toes gripped his cock and started massaging it. Her painted toes began to stroke Riley's meaty shaft, bringing Riley to a climax. He began to ejaculate all over Melody's toes, blasting thick layers of semen across her toes and against her soles. Riley emptied his balls all over Melody's feet. The two watched as his gooey milk dripped down between her toes, winkled soles, her arches, and down her heels. The sensation of his cum dripping down her feet caused Melody to reach her climax and came once again inside her panties.

"Whoa!" Riley grunted while catching his breath.

"My toes look so cute with your cream all over them," Melody told Riley as the two watched her wiggle her cum-covered toes.

Suddenly, a cell phone started to ring inside Riley's jeans.

"What's that?" Melody asked. "Sounds like a cell phone?" she questioned.

Riley looked down and reached into his pockets, pulling out his ringing cell phone.

"Oops! It's my cell phone. I forgot I had it," Riley said dumbfounded.

"Well let it ring and put it away. I'm having too much fun to want to be saved right now," Melody suggested.

"I knew you would," Riley said with a huge grin on his face.

Melody sucked Riley's big dick to get him off again. Riley continued to fuck Melody's feet for hours in what was a terrible snowstorm that has turned into a feet fucking and sucking feast for the both of them.

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Foot Fetish Stories - Under the Desk

If it weren't for her long, lanky legs I would probably be the new sales manager, in fact, well on my way to the top instead of here, on the bottom, as it were. As it turned out, I missed the advancement because of a simple good deed. On the way to my office I stopped to help the new employee. And because of that one altruistic act, my career took a sudden and significant turn, a definite lowering in stature. My position now is quite different than the one I thought I was getting, but, all in all, I have to admit that it turns out to have a few advantages. 

Let me start at the beginning. Everyone knew that Bob and I were competing for the big promotion. We both had been with the company about the same amount of time, two years, and we both had been about equally successful. The problem was that only one of us was going to get the top job. 

Confident in my abilities, I felt reasonably sure that I would win out and get the position. After all, I'm smarter and provide better, more creative ideas than he does. Bob, however, I have to admit, is a little more outgoing and works the people angle a touch better than I do. He has a gift of persuasion that I seem to lack. Between the two of us, he excels in sales while my strength is in operations. 

Most people say that I have the brains; he has the talk. That's the main difference between us. Ok, physically, he has a slight edge. He is bigger than I am, taller by about six inches and more muscular but what I lack in strength I like to think I make up in determination. Sure, he's a little better athlete. He often attempts to engage me in various sports but so far I have avoided the confrontation, always coming up with some lame excuse to get out of any direct competition outside of work. 

To tell the truth, I'm reluctant to challenge him in physical activities. Besides being a little bit afraid of him I didn't want to provide an arena where he would come out on top. With the office talk as it is, I didn't want him to have any obvious advantages to brag about. There may have been a touch of real fear involved also. Frankly, although I didn't like to admit it, he intimidates me a little.

The month before the decision was made for the promotion, the company hired Marie. The minute I cast eyes on her I was as smitten as an awestruck teenager. She has a look about her that simply swept me off of my feet. 

Let me describe her if I can. Marie is a beautiful young lady with shoulder length, straight brown hair that curls just a little at the ends. She is probably a little too young for either Bob or I but she is so attractive and so desirable that we both had to try for her. She's tall and slender, with pert, firm breasts and long, long, long, luscious legs, the kind that made me stop and stare as though I were seeing the latest natural wonder of the world. 

When Marie first walked into the room, her majestic strut captivated me the way she announced her commanding presence with a long, protracted stride. There was no way I could pry my eyes from those majestic, lanky legs. Finally, I was able to take in the whole vision. Piercing brown eyes, that accented her creamy cheekbones, sparkled with the mischievousness of a young imp. She sported a knowing smile, revealing a twinkling glimmer. It was as if she knew that the world was hers to play with, as though she recognized that all of us mortals were mere toys to be wrapped around her little finger, as we begged for the opportunity to please her. Her defined appearance reminded me of a coquettish beauty who is accustomed to getting her way, like a pampered, spoiled, young princess. 

For all of her obvious charms, for me, it was her sumptuous legs that really knocked me out. Long, lanky, smooth, curvy and delicious, they danced through my every thought like an obsessive narcotic. My eyes were drawn to them like bears to honey. Somehow, with one quick glance, she knew right away that her legs had total control over me and it didn't take her long to use their power to her advantage. 

Bob and I immediately began to hit on her, each of us vying to be the first to go out on a date with her. Bob delighted her with his boyish charm and handsome good looks while I flirted with her relying on my quick wit and sharp intellect for her smile and respect.

Right at the start, I sensed a difference with the youthful beauty. After the first day, I discovered that I was very infatuated with Marie and her temptress-like manner. She completely melted my generally stoic manner and I found that I was totally unable to resist her charms. From the beginning I demonstrated a willingness to please her, an eagerness to do anything for her. All it took was a flash of her gorgeous legs and I was putty in her hands. It was almost as though each luring leg was some Greek siren that tempted me with their bewitching seductions. 

Entering the foyer of the office one morning, she sat at her desk in the corner as I walked in. Gazing wistfully at her, I was struck once again by her overwhelming beauty. She was perfect at her job as a receptionist, friendly, outgoing and vivacious. 

"Good morning, Marie." Hardly able to hold back my enthusiasm, I greeted her with a smile on my face and anxiousness in my heart. She glanced up and pouted, her lower lip curling down in a little-girl posed manner.

"Hi." She responded sadly.

"What's the matter?" I asked, concerned about her demeanor.

"There's something wrong with my computer." She whined softly. "It must be unplugged or something." She batted her long eyelashes at me, waiting for me to come to her rescue. Staring into the deep pools of those dark brown irises, I melted like ice on a hot, summer sidewalk.

"Well. Let me take a look." With heart in hand, I walked around the low wall that sheltered the front of her desk. The wall was about three feet high and curved around the desk, protecting her completely from anyone who walked in. There was quite a bit of space below the desk with depth great enough for even her long legs. 

Marie rolled her chair back so I could slip under and with that simple movement; I began the short journey that completely changed my life. 

On my knees, I paused for a second before sliding under her desk to sneak a quick peek at her outfit. Marie was wearing a tight, bright red sweater, her perky breasts jutting perfectly against it, filling it out in a sexy, evocative manner. A short, black mini-skirt rode halfway up her thigh, a tiny slit on each side seductively exposing more of those exquisite legs. The slits added an additional air of naughtiness by revealing enough luscious upper thigh to allow the mind to preoccupy itself with what was farther up those long extensions. 

Glancing surreptitiously at her long, shapely limbs, I felt myself react immediately and my little guy hardened in lustful arousal. My eyes were drawn by the bright, beige pantyhose and I heard the swishing sound nylons make as she casually rubbed them together. It was almost as though she was purposely using the sounds as a form of seduction. The nylons were shiny and sheer and the way they clung tightly to her legs made my mouth water. Aching to touch the gorgeous gams, I reluctantly tore my eyes away and glanced down at her black shoes. 

The frighteningly high heels pointed down from the bottoms and the surface shone brightly, as if polished regularly or perhaps made out of that shiny vinyl. 

My breath caught momentarily as the vision of her lower body overwhelmed me. Unable to resist her charms I felt myself react to the sensuality of her sumptuous legs. They were sculptured perfectly, long, slender and extremely erotic. Never before had I reacted to a woman's legs in such a bizarre yet thrilling manner. There was no doubt in my mind that these were the most fantastic legs I had ever laid eyes on. My mouth hovered inches away as I imagined tasting the sleek nylons, running my hands up and down the sheerness, kissing and fondling the gorgeous gams, and treating the limbs with the reverence that they deserved. 

Realizing that my pause had gone on too long and that I had been blatantly staring, I reluctantly tore my gaze from those fantastic visions of beauty and proceeded with my menial task. With a sigh, I headed away from the beauty of her legs and inched towards the wall.

As I crawled forward on my hands and knees I saw her shoes sneak out of sight. Seconds later I felt the hard heels land gently on my back, resting casually, as if accustomed to being placed there. A tremor shot through me and I stopped suddenly. An entirely new and pleasant sensation coursed through my entire body. On my hands and knees, used as a human footstool, I felt a rush of satisfaction that I had never felt before. The breath caught in my throat. A state of rapture came over me.

"Ooh! I have my very own footstool! So soft and comfortable. Finally I can relax." Marie's voice sounded so playful and excited that I joined in the fun.

"I'm at your service Ma'am. Here to please." The words came out with a just a hint of humor. Even though completely flushed with excitement, I tried my best to keep the situation light. 

The truth was that I felt a totally unfamiliar and yet strangely profound sensation blazing through my body. A long forgotten yet pronounced drive of masochism stirred in my groin. For some reason I was becoming tremendously aroused by this peculiar act of playful servitude. It was as if the supplicating position I was in and the humbling gesture of her legs resting on my back combined to completely subjugate me. Suddenly, thoroughly, a deep need to be used in this manner came over me. Becoming a lowly piece of furniture, a thing, an object, provided me a shelter, a haven of demeaning value to this goddess. 

My mind fogged in a completely lustful haze that totally immobilized me. The web that her legs cast ensnared me, trapping me in a prison of lust.

Finally, with a sense of loss, I tore myself from the strange position, temporarily ending the masochistic sensation. From above, I heard her let out a tiny sigh of disapproval indicating her disappointment with my decision. Crawling out from under her feet to the outlet, I was reinserting the plug that hung partially out when I heard Bob approach.

"Hi, Marie." He said in his usual insincere, slick manner. Quickly, I attempted to back out, more than a little embarrassed with being caught under the desk. Before I could escape, Marie's foot pressed against my rear preventing any further movement. Hesitating, I obeyed the silent demand of her heel and remained where I was, freezing instantly, totally immobile. Something in me would not allow any resistance against the firm pressure of the biting, sharp heel. Her foot controlled me somehow and I yielded to its imperial command. 

"Hi Bob." She answered sweetly and a little too pleasantly. Her voice seemed a little more flirtatious than when she talked to me. Or was I just imaging it?

"What did you decide about this weekend?" He asked. Before I could evaluate the conversation Marie pushed harder against my rear and forced me to lie flat on the floor. She ground one heel sharply into my butt, digging the point of her heel in firmly as if emphasizing some particular point. The other shoe rested softly on my shoulder, the toe part on it directly and the heel touching the front. 

The sensation her feet caused in me felt strange, yet somewhat calming, as I lay on the floor under her. With unquestioned obedience, I didn't fight the commands of her feet. Accepting the position without question, a rush of raw lust clouded my mind. Used now as a rug to her feet, surprisingly I felt myself harden against the floor. The unfamiliar awareness of being under her in this manner was causing a physical reaction in my soul as well as my groin. Yet I didn't resist. I couldn't. I didn't want to leave this place at her feet. My hips, as if with a mind of their own, ground slowly against the floor, causing my turgid manhood to leak as the rubbing brought him close to explosion. The bizarre act of erotic submission was overwhelming. The very act of humbling myself to the beautiful Marie in this manner revealed some sort of secret part of my soul.

"I'd love to go out with you." She replied coyly to Bob, the way a teenager accepted her first date with the football jock.

"Good, I'll pick you up around seven." The two continued chatting for a few more minutes but the words floated by, lost in the haze that befuddled my mind while I remained ensnared under her desk. Her imperial feet imprisoned me there. The odd feeling was like an opiate blurring my mind while enhancing my senses. It was hard to describe the powerful sensations. Mentally, I felt relaxed, almost comfortable lying there under her feet. Emotionally, I felt used, degraded somewhat, but deep down I relished the feeling and a part of me accepted the new position as though I belonged there. 

After Bob left, she kept her feet on me for a while. Time stood still as the minutes ticked by. As long as she rested on me I couldn't move. Frankly, I couldn't even think. My mind disengaged and accepted it's due. 

Finally, Marie removed her feet from my back, placing them directly in front of my face. My butt and shoulders immediately longed for their return. As my eyes refocused upon reality, returning from the erotic state of bliss, the first thing I saw was the reflection from the shine of her shoes a scant inch from my nose. Inhaling slightly, a hint of the scent of the shoe fabric became apparent. Breathing deeper I thought I smelled a bit of foot odor, that musky female perfume. The aroma intoxicated me. Remaining there by the delicate foot, uninhibited now by the strange feelings, I lingered much longer than I should have, captivated by her exotic feet and legs. Finally, I rose, leaving her blessed feet behind, my face tinged red. She moved a bit as I crawled out, slightly brushing her exquisite leg against my cheek. The gesture seared into a part of my psyche and I surrendered readily. There was no doubt. I belonged to her. 

As I stood, Marie studied my face with a sly grin on hers.

"How come you're going out with Bob?" I managed to ask her, awkwardly trying to regain some composure and some sense of self-respect. "I thought that we were doing something Saturday." Her smile beamed at me the way an adult grins at the cleverness of a little child.

"We are, silly. Remember? You said you would help me clean my apartment. Come over around noon and you can make lunch for us before we start cleaning. Won't that be fun?" Her face lit up as if pleased with the solution to this problem. Unable to resist her charms, I nodded agreeably and went off to work.

The rest of the day went badly for me. No matter what I did I couldn't seem to concentrate. Many times throughout the day, I felt like I was still under her desk and under the spell of her feet and her legs. At a staff meeting Bob clearly held the advantage over me. He was sharp and perceptive while I could barely contribute, my mind wandering back to those odd feelings as I lay on the hard carpet. 

There was nothing I could do to stop thinking about Marie's legs. Those long, slender legs. Sitting in the chair at the meeting I turned red remembering lying on the floor with her feet on me. Lost in the reverie, I was wondering about my reaction to the strange yet exciting situation when the boss asked me a question. Stammering out a confused and inappropriate response, Bob finally interrupted, answering with the correct reply. He was complimented for his astuteness and I was reprimanded. Afterwards, I left the meeting with a sour taste in my mouth. Usually I was the one who had all of the answers.

Saturday, twelve o'clock sharp, I arrived at Marie's apartment. The night before was spent in a restless and agitated state. Deep in sleep I had tossed and turned as my dreams were filled with various visions of Marie and her luscious legs. In the drama that played in my head, she towered over me as I lay under her desk, standing above me like some kind of beautiful goddess, her long legs stretching upwards, disappearing under her tight mini-skirt. Just before the alarm, at the periphery of one dream I was vaguely aware of kneeling before her, her awesome legs resting on my naked back as some kind of footstool while she and Bob kissed passionately on the couch. 

Breaking out of the nightmare, I awoke with a start. For some reason, the vision of Marie and Bob making out with me at their feet aroused me yet, at the same time, caused feelings of humiliation. Somehow the two emotions, arousal and shame, got all mixed up and seemed to fuel each other. The humiliation, the degradation, both added to the excitement and created a fire of raw lust, confusing me thoroughly.

During the drive to her apartment I fought against the masochistic elements of the dream. My sense of pride took control and I vowed to sexually conquer Marie before her date with Bob. There was no doubt in my mind that I was going to seduce her into bed and satisfy her so completely that she wouldn't want to go out with him. Or if she did, she would be too spent to want him. 

That was my plan. 

When I arrived, we immediately started cleaning her place. As I labored diligently, I noticed Marie did less and less work. A thought flashed through my mind as I scoured her toilet. We had never gone out and here I was, on my hands and knees, scrubbing her ceramic throne. It certainly seemed that Marie and I had a different sort of relationship. 

After I finished the bathroom I wandered through the apartment trying to find Marie. She was sprawled sexily on the couch. As I studied her from the side I couldn't help but notice her long legs resting on the coffee table. She was leaning over slightly, applying polish to her fingernails while glancing now and then at the television. My eyes followed the trail of her naked gams as they spanned the length from the couch to the table. For a brief instance, I felt a pang of envy for the table, remembering a similar position from the day before. Before I could say anything she looked up and gave me one of her princess smiles. 

"If you hurry and finish the rest of the apartment I'll let you do my toenails." She said and wrinkled her cute little nose. She waved one of her bare feet at me as if displaying a present. My eyes were drawn to her lanky legs and I stared at her toes. The gesture made me grow hard inside the confines of my pants. She seemed to notice the slight growth and grinned. Her eyebrows shot up as she acknowledged my arousal. 

"You did say you were here to serve." Her look was one of challenge. 

Moistening a dry mouth, I rushed through the balance of the chores and when finally finished, hurried to the couch. Marie was sipping a coke and watching some television soap opera. Relaxed yet in control, she didn't even glance at me as she handed me the nail polish. Her hand motioned me to the floor in front of her, shoving the coffee table away with a foot. Like a humble servant, I knelt obediently. Her foot landed on my thigh, resting lightly. As soon as it landed on me I immediately felt the same strange sensation that coursed through me yesterday. Transfixed, mesmerized by the long, lanky, perfect legs, I slowly opened the bottle. Carefully, my eyes reluctantly leaving the sight of her gorgeous gams, I applied the bright red liquid, taking the time to do it right. 

It didn't take long before I became enthralled with the process. Totally absorbed in the precious duty, I felt a sense of wanting to be there at her feet, needing to be there. 

The phone rang during my delightful chore, interrupting the blissful harmony. 

"Hello? Oh hi, Bob." Marie answered sweetly. She ground her foot into my thigh as if emphasizing some point. She pulled the one I was polishing out from my hand and rested it on my shoulder. Puzzled, I looked up at her. Her legs had parted slightly and my eyes drew slowly up them and inevitably searched the blessed juncture, desperately seeking the area where they met, craving the vision that lie between. Her shorts were so brief that the edge of her panties could be discerned. She noticed my lustful, untactful stare and took quick action. Swinging her foot behind my head, Marie forced me down to my hands and knees. From this position I could no longer peek between her legs. Her feet rested comfortably on my back. 

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Foot fetish - Kinky Boots, Kinky Sex!

The office had been really busy of late and I was working with Sonia on a project we had to have finished for Monday morning, Friday came and we had a few hours of work left to do at the end of business, after discussing this we decided to work through so we could have the weekend off. 

Sonia was an amazing lady, very sweet and always smiling and very attractive, she was about 5'9" with her heels on that where always about 3-4". Her long flowing dark red hair was amazing and always silky smooth and shiny and her body was to die for, long slender legs and a cute pert butt with ample breasts, I'd say about 36D! I'm not sure her exact age, but she was in her early forties, at least 10 years my senior and that just made her more alluring! 

Sonia always dressed very sexy and today was no exception, she was wearing her trademark black lather knee length boots, black high gloss nylons and a leather pencil skirt just above the knee with a white silk blouse. She was indeed the MILF of the office! 

Working with and watching Sonia all day had a rather horny effect on me and I could feel my balls twitching, I'm going to have a great time wanking my 8" uncut cock and emptying my super full balls tonight while I fantasised over her I thought to myself! (If only I knew what was to cum!!) 

We worked until about 11pm and got all our work done, the weekend was free and I couldn't wait to get home and relax with a few beers and order in a pizza. 

Sonia was tidying up when I asked "what's you plans for the last of the evening?" 

"Not much, go home and have a soak in the bath, what about you?" 

"Pizza and beer I think!" 

"Ohh great idea, want some company?" 

"Yeah sure, want to eat out?" 

"Come round to my place if you like, I'm only 5 minutes away and you're the other side of town, crash over in the spare room if you like. I know the trains at this time of night cant be fun with all the drunks and homeless on them!" 

"If you are sure that would be great, I've got some casual clothes in my locker, I'll just go grab the bag" 

"Yeah no problems and I've got a fridge full of beer from the birthday party I had a couple of weeks ago for my friend." 

"Even better!", I said with a smile 

I grabbed my bag and we locked up the office and set the alarm and headed off for Sonia's place, I have to admit it was quite exciting going round to her place. 

As we walked down the street she cupped her arm through mine and said "Makes me feel safer at night having a man to hold on too!", "No problem, hope we don't bump into anyone from work ... this is how rumours start!" 

Sonia giggled and said "let them speak!", I just smiled and laughed a little. 

We grabbed a pizza and headed up to Sonia's place and she grabbed a beer from the fridge, we sat and munched down the pizza and watched some TV making idle chit chat. 

When we where finished I said "that was great I really need some munchies!" 

"Me too, but I need more beer!" 

"Where's the kitchen I'll go grab some." 

Sonia pointed through the hallway and I went a grabbed a couple of beers, after some more chit chat and another couple of beers Sonia was flicking through the channels on the TV when she stopped at a program about massage. 

Sonia giggled and said "bet you'd be watching this if you where alone!" 

I kind of blushed replying "yeah she's cute and has sexy feet" 

Then I realised what I said, Sonia giggled "Foot fetish then??" 

"Err ... kinda yeah" 

There was an awkward silence then Sonia got up and said "more beer or want a whiskey?" 

"Both" I giggled 

"Why the hell not it's Friday night and it's been a hell of a week" 

Sonia came back with two more beers and a rather large glass of whiskey and lemonade each, "get that down you sweetie". 

My mind raced and I thought, I'd rather go down on you! 

There was pretty much silence as we both drunk down the whiskey and watched the TV, the guy gave the woman a great foot massage and I noticed Sonia crossing her legs a couple of times and she kept swirling her feet round in circles. 

My body started to feel a little funny and I couldn't help my cock getting hard as a rock inside my black silk boxers, feeling like my cock was on fire with raging lust. 

"Enjoying the program I see!" Sonia said with an evil grin and smile. 

"Yeah it's kind of hot!" 

"Well that hard on will not go away for a bit ... there was two Viagra in that drink!" 

"WHAT?" 

"Oh yeah and an special ecstasy pill! You are too shy to seduce me, so I'm seducing you! Once the pill kicks in you'll do what ever I want through mind contol" 

My head started to buzz and my cock was twitching away, throbbing. 

Sonia unbuttoned her blouse a little and her cleavage was on display, "Your cock is going to explode by the time I'm finished with you!" 

"Sonia, I feel weird, what's happening?" 

She lent over to me, kissed me full on the lips and said "Your mine sweetie and its Mistress Sonia from now on." 

"Stand up and strip naked for Mistress Sonia, NOW!" 

Without thinking, I stood and started to slowly undress for Mistress Sonia. When I was completely naked I stood with my head lowered staring at her boots and my hands behind my back. 

"Fuck that is a nice big thick hard cock, pull back your foreskin!" 

"Yes Mistress Sonia", my mind was under some kind of spell, I just had to obey. 

Taking my right hand I pulled back the foreskin of my super hard cock and precum squirted out over my fingers, without knowing what I was doing I liked them clean. 

"Good boy!" 

"Thank you Mistress Sonia" 

"I need to get you ready now for you weekend of pleasure! I'll be right back, I need to get some things from the bedroom!" 

"Yes Mistress Sonia" 

I stood there while Mistress Sonia went to the bedroom and she returned a couple of minutes later holding a collection of objects. 

"Oh look, a cock and ball harness, crotchless latex panties with a dildo butt plug attached, some lube and your 100 denier full body stocking!" 

"I just so love a slave in nylon!" 

"Yes Mistress, i am your slave and sex toy!" 

Sonia lent forward and grabbed my cock, slapping the head of it "so fucking hard" as she slipped the straps around my balls, spreading them wide apart and then fastening the straps round my sack and another round the base of my cock. 

My balls felt so tight and wide and my cock pulsed as Mistress Sonia poured lub all over my cock and wanked my throbbing cock very fast and hard. I dry came right there but no cum could get out, all the feelings where there but no cum!! 

"Excellent, a dry orgasm already! Everything is going to plan!" 

"Mistress Sonia, may I sit please" 

"NO", as she poured some lube onto her fingers and got my ass ready, rubbing my asshole and gently teasing the entrance with her finger tips. Then sliding a finger in and wiggling it around she curled it towards my prostate and started to massage it. 

I started to moan loudly and Mistress Sonia said "Time for your special panties!" 

My feet where lifted one at a time as I stepped into he dildo panties, pulling them up my legs Mistress Sonia grabbed my cock and pointed it downwards as she pushed it through the open crotch and then thrust the 6 inch dildo right up in one go, pulling the panties up and fastening the leather straps tightly around my waist. 

Mistress Sonia then instructed me to put on the body stocking and once it was covering my shaved body she zipped up the back. The feeling of the thick pantyhose all over my body was amazing and had my cock throbbing even harder. 

From the neck down I was encased in nylon except my cock. 

"Since you like feet so much, lick my boots slave!" 

"Yes Mistress Sonia" 

I knelt down at Mistress Sonia's feet and took one of her boots in my hand and started to lick it from toe to heel, smelling the leather and tasting it, her pantyhose feet could just be smelt from inside the tight leather boots. I took the spiked heel in my mouth and licked and sucked it, as if I was giving her high heel a blowjob. 

After I had licked even millimetre of her boots I looked up at Mistress Sonia. 

"Very good slave boy! Take off my boots and give me a mouth to foot massage!"

I unzipped her left boot, my mouth next to the zip smelling the aroma of her pantyhose as the zip came slowly down, I licked down her pantyhose leg and then slid the boot of her foo slowly, inhaling the fragrance of leather, nylon and her sexy feet. 

I licked the inside of her boots, tasting her feet and legs. 

Gently I kissed and worshipped her feet, sucking her clammy damp pantyhose covered toes and licking along the underside of her feet. The aroma was intoxicating and I had not even realised I was clamping my legs together and fucking my own thighs! 

I repeated this with her right boot and foot. 

"Now, those boots make great gloves too!", Mistress Sonia got up and put the boots over my hands and zipped them up, there was no way my hands would come free from them. 

"I need to get more comfortable and so do you slave!", Mistress Sonia stood up and removed her leather skirt, my first look at those amazing legs in black pantyhose and silk pink panties. I thought I was going to pass out with lust! 

Mistress Sonia unclipped the panties as each side and then pulled them out from her pantyhose, "you got to love those clips!" 

Holding the crotch to my face she rubbed the damp silk all over my face and then tied them round my face using them as a gag, the damp crotch right in my mouth. 

"Lie down on your back, time for some smothering!" 

I lay down and Mistress Sonia sat down on my face, her pantyhose legs across my chest and her feet at my cock, she lowered her crotch onto my face and sat down and started to give me a foot job with her pantyhose covered feet. 

With her nylon's rubbing against my body stocking and her controlling my breathing I passed out ... but was awoken by a warm sensation on my face, still feeling her body very close to mine I felt myself getting wetter and wetter, "Golden boy!" she cried and then gushed all over my face giving me her golden nectar as she pissed all over my face! 

Mistress stood up and said "Shower! .... Follow me!" 

I obeyed and followed, before entering the bathroom I was stripped naked. My ass felt empty and my balls and cock throbbed when then straps came off. 

I slide under the hot water and my whole body felt like electric ... "Stand there and just enjoy the sensation" ... "Yes Mistress Sonia" 

Mistress Sonia stripped naked and got under the hot steamy water also behind me, her body rubbing against mine, I could feel her huge firm tits rub against my back as she whispered in my ear "I'm the slave now, fuck me Master" 

I turned around and grabbed her waist, thrust her against the wall and spread her legs wide. 

Grabbing the shower gel I lubricated her ass and with one thrust rammed my throbbing cock in her tight little asshole, 5 thrusts was all it took and my rock hard balls unleashed what felt like 10 pints of cum, stream after stream filled her ass. 

My hard cock still throbbed, the Viagra was doing it's job, I kept ramming into her ass hard and fast, fucking her deep and slapping my balls on her pussy lips and clit. 

I reached around grabbing her nipples, squeezing them hard and twisting as Sonia the slut grabbed the shower pole and screamed with delight. 

I pulled out her ass and fucked her tight cunt hard and fast, my cum leaking out over my cock and her pussy "play with your clit bitch". 

Sonia's hand slid down to her pussy and within no time her body was shaking violently as she came hard and fast, that was enough for my second cum load to unleash into her cunt deep, filling her up, I collapsed on top of her and sank my teeth into her neck giving her a huge love bite above the collar line, "explain that!" 

My cock finally started to go a little softer and the need to piss was great, so I forced the head of my cock into her freshly fucked asshole and let go, giving the slut a golden enema. 

We washed each off and cuddled and kissed. 

We where both totally fucked and headed for the bedroom, getting under the silk sheets we spooned together and fell into a deep sleep. 

What will the rest of the weekend bring for us kinky fuckers!

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