A Balmy Evening Footjob
by
Peter Morgan
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A Balmy Evening Footjob
It
was early September and we were having an Indian summer. We were in
P's flat, watching a trashy video, with the curtains and windows open
to the balmy night air and sounds of the road. She'd been to have a
shower earlier and was now leaning against me wearing a pair of
panties and a vest top. Her hair was pulled back, she smelled sweet
and clean and fresh and I just wanted to ravish her, right
there.
"Did you want a drink or something?" I
said.
She mimed gagging from thirst, so - laughing - I went
into the kitchen and poured her a glass of wine and got a can of
Strongbow for me. When I got back into the lounge, she'd decided to
lay on the sofa. She lifted her legs up to allow me to sit down and
then put her feet in my lap.
I should say, right now, that I
love feet. I've been keen on them for a long time, but with P that
affection just went into overdrive. She had wonderfully delicate
feet, with cute little toes and she loved to walk around barefoot.
She also loved for me to massage her feet (and the amount of times
that led to sex was an incredible ratio), to loved to rub my cock
with them and she loved for me to lick her feet and toes.
My
cock began to stiffen almost immediately and P noticed it, rubbing
her left foot gently over it. "Enjoying it already, Morg?"
she said and laughed.
"You know I love your feet, baby,"
I said. "And the way you're dressed as well, how could I not be
horny?"
She put her wine down and pulled her vest top up
slightly, running her hands over her belly. There must have been some
condensation on the glass because, in the flickering light of the TV,
I could see glistening trails on her skin.
"Do you like
this?" she said, her voice husky.
"Oh yes," I
said.
The vest top went up further, the undersides of her
breasts exposed now. I reached over and slid my hand down the inside
of her thigh, tracing the line at the crease of her leg.
"And
what about this?" she said and slid her feet over my cock. As
best it could, under my shorts, it sprang up. "Get them off,"
she ordered.
That kind of thing, I only need telling the once.
She lifted her legs up and I quickly slid my shorts and pants down
around my ankles. I kicked them off and sat back, putting my back on
the crease of her leg again. I desperately wanted to touch her
through her panties, but she was smiling slyly at me and I knew she
had something planned. I was content to see it through.
She
hotched around in her seat to get a better position and put her feet
on my right thigh. By moving herself up slightly, she pointed her
toes and they slid down between my leg and ball sack. Gently, her
toes began to stroke it and she smiled at me, licking her lips.
She
spat into her hands and leaned forward, stroking the soles of her
feet and lubricating them and then leaned back. Her feet, cool but
slick now, closed around my cock at the base, her toes touching. It
was a beautiful thing to see and I wished I had a camera, to capture
that image forever. I closed my eyes briefly instead, capturing a
mental image.
P began to move her feet, slowly up and down my
cock, her toes wiggling every now and again, sending delicious
shivers of pleasure through my balls and the pit of my belly. She
knew exactly what she was doing, moving quickly and then slowly,
sometimes rubbing the head of my cock with the sole of one foot and
then another. She spat on her hands again, making me wetter, though
my pre-cum was mixing with it and lubing me up nicely.
By now,
I couldn't resist and slid two fingers under the gusset of her
panties and into her already wet cunt lips. She gasped as I explored
her, my fingers finding her clit and gently kneading it. Her feet
moved quicker on me as her breathing got raspier.
"Don't
make me cum yet," she gasped and stopped moving her feet,
pressing them together and making me groan - the sensation was
incredible.
Slowly, I slid my fingers out of her and licked
them. She watched me, never took her eyes off me and groaned.
"Get
on the floor," she said and let go of me, sliding her panties
off.
I laid on my back and she was on top of me straight away,
on her hands and knees. She lowered herself slightly, her breasts
brushing my cock and then moved up until her face was just above
mine. She smiled at me and we kissed, our tongues exploring and
probing.
Finally, she broke the kiss and moved further
upwards. I kissed and licked a trail down from her neck, between her
breasts, over her smooth and taut belly until finally her cunt was at
my face. I felt the weight of her legs on my chest and then her cunt
covered my mouth and I stuck my tongue out straight away, licking and
lapping at her.
As I did, I felt her feet close around my
cock.
Oh, this was Heaven. Now I knew what the sly smile was
all about - she'd had this position planned!
The one drawback
was that she couldn't move much. She was taking the weight with her
arms and, with her legs on my chest, she was at odd angles for
herself. I put my hands on her hips and raised her up
slightly.
"That's better," she gasped and it was. I
could now see her cunt, was free to lick and suck anywhere I licked
on it and the height gave her better movement. Her feet were able to
move more freely, her toes wiggling on the sides of my cock or
playfully tapping the head.
I made my tongue hard and fucked
her with it, then let it go soft and sucked hard on her clit. She
gasped and I felt one of her arms give way slightly. I flicked her
clit again and the involuntary shudder worked through to her feet. I
flicked again - same response. By measuring the timing and intensity
of each assault on her clit, I effectively controlled my own foot
job.
"Make me cum," she said and I stopped messing
around.
I lowered her gently, allowing me greater access,
feeling her pussy juice on my chin. I licked and sucked, trying to
ignore for now the incredible sensations and pleasures her feet were
giving me. Right now, I just wanted to make P cum.
I got a
nice rhythm going, penetrating with my tongue, licking up and sucking
her clit and then starting from the beginning. Her breathing got
steadily raspier, her movements on my cock slowly. I began lifting
her body up and down, my tongue plunging further into her gorgeous
depths.
Quicker, faster, deeper, harder.
She came all
of a sudden, almost screaming with pleasure and her arms gave way.
Her cunt covered my mouth and I drank her pussy juice, but kept
licking until she begged me to stop. I slid her down and, shuddering,
she kissed me.
"Oh Morg, that was brilliant." She
bit my lip gently. "And now it's your turn."
She
slid down further, then got onto her hands and knees, stuck her arse
in the air and clenched my cock between her feet. I sat down as she
began to fuck me, her soles sliding up and down my cock quickly. I
reached forward and slid a finger into her cunt, working it in and
out and that made her move faster.
I watched her, her feet and
her arse and I could feel the explosion coming.
"I'm
nearly there," I managed to gasp and she went faster, if that
was possible. I slid another finger into her cunt and heard her
gasp.
I came, arching my back but still P wanked me with her
feet. My cum splattered on my belly, her soles and her calves and she
kept moving until I could hardly hold myself up.
Finally she
did, moving around to sit in front of me and she lifted her feet up.
Some of my cum was sliding down her soles and she scooped it up and
licked it off her fingers.
"P, you are a goddess. That
was absolutely fucking brilliant."
"I know,"
she giggled and leaned over to kiss me.