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Footfucking Fun

By: FootjobLover



It was too damn hot for golf. Way too hot, thought Rick, as he got out of his car outside his golf buddy's posh, private house on the hill. To spend the day sweating one's ass off on a golf course instead of sipping ice-cold vodkas, wearing as little as possible, by the pool would be a sacrilege of sorts. He hoped Jon was of the same opinion on this sweltering summer Saturday morning.

Rick pressed the doorbuzzer and slipped his sunglasses onto his head. Jon had a beautiful, expensive home; a parking area for up to ten vehicles lay at the top of a lush, green driveway – accessible only through the large buzzer entry gates at the foot of the hill. Suzannah had opened the gates for him only moments ago, and already Rick was thinking about all the things he would like to do to her.

Suzannah. Jon's hot, long-legged, large-breasted brunette wife of three years. Rick fantasised endlessly about her – her gorgeous long dark brown hair, her beautiful bedroom-blue eyes, that smooth, warm olive skin of hers, the thought of which against his own naked skin fuelled many of Rick's fevered jerk-off sessions. But it was those long, silky legs of hers, and those sexy soles and toes that really made Rick hot. He was a bona fide foot fucker through and through. A complete and utter foot addict. Suzannah had the most unbelievably sexy feet he had ever seen. On many occasions, when Rick was waiting for Jon to stop pissing around in his study and go to golf with him, he had had the extreme pleasure of the sight of Suze's bare feet. Whether she was sunbathing (she only ever wore a tiny thong and no top, much to Rick's delight) or just barefooting around the house, Rick would try to get as close to those tootsies as he could, his cock suddenly pulsing with life in his pants at the sight before him. It was his ambition to have those feet one day.

The door of the house opened and Rick was pleased to see that it was indeed Suzannah. "Oh hi, Rick," she greeted him, smiling.

"Hey Suze, how's things?" he replied, instantly noticing the sexy, tight little white T-shirt and skintight denims she was wearing.

"Yeah, I'm good thanks! Would you like to come in?"

I thought you'd never ask, Rick thought to himself as she opened wide the large wooden front door to allow him in.

"I'm sorry, but Jon has had to go into work this morning," Suzannah said, apologetically, ushering her guest through to the wide, spacious kitchen of the house. "He thought he would have been back by now. Hasn't he called you?"

"'Fraid not," Rick replied, "C'mon, you know Jon! Calling ahead would have been just too organised now, wouldn't it?"

They both laughed. Rick delighted to see that Suzannah was, as usual, barefoot. Oh, those toes! He glanced down at her feet and relished the electric-blue of her nail varnish, so perfectly applied. There was only inch after inch of smooth, wrinkled sole, perfect ankle and manicured toe. 

He must have savoured that image for a second too long, he thought, as Suzannah curiously followed his downward gaze. Did she know? 

"Anyway," she began, looking up at him once more, "I have to run out quickly to our neighbours' place up the road. Make yourself at home, Rick, there's plenty of cold juice in the fridge. I'm sure Jon will be home very soon."

"Sounds good," Rick replied, his mind trying not to focus on the thought of just dropping to his knees there in the kitchen and kissing those toes of hers. "I'll go turn on the TV and wait for Jon." Suzannah left and, after a second, (presumably, Rick thought, to slip some sort of sweet little shoes on those hot feet of hers) he heard the front door close.

The fridge was, as promised, well stocked with cold beverages; beers, orange juice and iced teas galore. He took a bottle of O.J. and closed the door.

The hard-on in his underwear was getting more and more impatient. His resistance to his desires of Suzannah's feet was weakening, and soon he would have to have them all to himself to do what he pleased – whether with her consent or without it. That notion alone gave him an erection he could not easily disguise. 

Fuck it, he thought. He put down the unopened bottle on the worktop and headed for the upstairs bathroom to take the situation in hand.

At the top of the stairs, facing him, was Suze and Jon's main bath and shower room. Just as he was about to open the door, he noticed something to his immediate left. The laundry basket. He stopped, his heart racing. He removed the lid.

The large, wicker basket was full of Jon and Suzannah's dirty clothes, but mostly Suzannah's. There were bras, g-string panties and blouses. But at the top of the pile, there were stockings, pantyhose and little white socks, all bearing the wonderful aroma of Suze's feet.

Rick grinned with an almost disbeliving delight as he lifted one of the silky stockings from the pile. His fingers caressed the gossamer material lovingly, as if the stocking were an extension of Suzannah's skin. He lifted the stocking to his face; the sensation sending ripples of arousal through him. His right hand was already rubbing his over-excited cock through the fabric of his trousers as he brushed the stocking over his mouth and nose. He pressed where her toes had been to his nose and inhaled the scent of her. Had she been wearing heels that day, he wondered, breathing deeply the strong sweet smell of her foot odour. Evidently, she had been on her feet for a large portion of the day, perhaps choosing to slip her shoes off now and then at work to cool those tired soles. Did some male colleague notice this and secretly ache to bury his face in the soles of her stockinged feet, tasting and smelling, before making her footfuck him right there in the office? Did some hot little secretary see Suzannah's delicious feet and fantasise about feeling those toes on her excited little clit, orgasming at the thrill of sucking her boss's feet and pussy in the one afternoon?

Before he knew it, Rick had slipped the stocking over his now-exposed erect dick and had pulled the garment all the way down his shaft and over his balls. His cock now glistened with pre-cum at the most aromatic tip of her stocking, where her toes had previously been for long hours. He jerked his fat cock excitedly into the wrinkled silk, holding the other one to his nose to savour again the scent of her toes and soles.

"Making yourself at home I see!" a voice said from over his shoulder.

Rick spun around, his heart in his mouth. Suzannah stood at the top of the stairs. "I....I...." Rick began, frantically trying to come up with anything that resembled a credible explanation. His cock had been at the very brink of climax and his hand was still clamped around the stocking which wrapped it, unsure of whether to let go or just stay put.

"I knew it," Suze began, a devillish grin on her face, "I knew you were into my feet, Rick. I've caught you staring at them a hundred times. Even today in the kitchen, am I right?"

Rick nodded. "Jeez, you know, Suze, this is so embarrasing! I'm... I'm so sorry!" He quickly slipped the stocking off his penis (which still showed no sign of retreating) and was about to attempt to zip it up. "No, no! Don't..." Suzannah began. "Don't be embarrased. I'm very flattered. Besides, I spend a lot of time and money on my feet. To see you doing... that.... lets me know it's paying off." Suzannah smiled and gazed at Rick's stiff cock. "Why don't you show me how much you like my feet?" she said. 

"What?" Rick replied, not really sure how to take this. "Take your clothes off, Rick," she said. 

He hesitated. What the fuck was going on?, he thought.

"If you prove to me that you really love my feet," she continued, "I'll let you experience them in any way you want. Do you love my little feet?"

She extended her bare leg and foot out before him and flexed each toe for him to see. 

"Oh fuck yes!" he replied. "You have the sexiest feet I have ever seen."

"And you have a very nice cock, Rick," she said. "Take your clothes off and show me more."

This time, there was no hesitation on his behalf. He pulled off his shirt and slid his pants down his hairy legs, pausing to remove his socks and shoes.

"Mmmm," Suze purred, admiring his toned, naked body. "Very nice indeed! Now, sit down on the carpet."

Rick did as he was told, the feeling of the floor on his bare buttocks felt sexy, the whole circumstance overwhelmingly thrilling.

Suzannah then proceeded to unbutton her denims and slide them down her long, smooth thighs. She kicked them off her feet and pulled her little T-shirt over her head, tossing it aside. Her full, rounded breasts bobbed, now free of the shirt. Her brown nipples were erect with excitement and she tweaked and played with them as she stood in her teasing little white panties. Her dark bush shone through the material and Rick's cock twitched at the thought of sucking her toes while he fucked her.

"Now, show me how you suck toes," Suzannah instructed. "You can demonstrate by using your own." Rick chose to say nothing, opting instead for savouring every crazy twist of these events. He grinned at her then lifted his own foot to his lips. Suzannah watched, occasionally licking and biting her lower lip, as Rick proceeded to kiss and caress his own toes with his lips. Never breaking eye contact, he licked and kissed his toes and sole as if they were hers. He indeed enjoyed even his own feet. This was an exercise he had tried time and again, his supple legs bending to allow this self-indulgent act, the sensation of toes in one's mouth, a bare foot on one's cheek, too rare to be dismissed even by the self-same owner of the foot in question. His cock still dripped an early semen onto the carpet, both his hands too busy to pay it any heed. Suze's hand had also found a vocation while she watched Rick suck his toes. She had slipped a hand into her underwear and was rubbing her slippery little clit excitedly. She too was a foot devotee, whether Rick secretly knew it or not. She loved guys who had nice feet, and Rick had strong, masculine feet and legs. The thought of his big guy feet on hers made her want to cum in her pants.

"Mmmm, that looks good, Rick," she said, her hands pulling her panties down her legs. "Mind if I join you?"

She moved closer to him and sat opposite.

"You're so fucking hot, Suze!" Rick said, his foot glistening with his own saliva. "My cock is so hard for you right now!"

"Well that's lovely to hear!" she remarked. "Now, both hands on the floor, Rick. No touching yourself while I do this!"

Rick did as she instructed, itching to stroke his dick. He watched as she lifted her bare foot and began to suck her own painted toes. One, then two, then three toes went into that hot mouth. Then all five. Rick wondered how many euphoric cocks had previously been inside that lipsticked mouth, had shot hot, thick loads all over those lips. He wondered when last she had sucked her husband's cock. Had she ever used that mouth on another woman's pussy?, probing and sucking and flicking until the inevitable conclusion? Her labia hung slightly open, and Rick could see she was dripping wet for him.

"This gets me so hot, Rick," she said, removing her glistening toes from her mouth while he watched intently. "Jon's not really into feet as much as I am, and certainly not as much as you."

"He's a fool then," Rick replied. "If I were him, I'd worship your feet day and night."

"Oh, I love that!" Suze replied. "Have a taste."

She extended her leg toward Rick and lifted her bare foot to his face. 

"Remember," she reminded, "hands on the floor!"

Slowly, she walked her toes up his chin to his lips. She had strong thighs and could probably hold this position for hours, Rick thought to himself. He could smell the divine aroma of her foot. The texture of her skin upon his was incredible; beyond what he had imagined. She suddenly moved her toes so that they landed upon his forehead, pressing her wrinkled sole down over his mouth and nose. The sensation was exquisite! The sole of her foot was more stimulating to him than any handjob, blowjob or titfuck that he had ever enjoyed. He extended his tongue and licked the heel of her naked foot, making her sigh gently. She slowly slipped her foot down his face until his nose nestled between her big toe and second toe. She pinched his nose with her toes and giggled, playfully. He loved this! He tasted that wrinkled, pink sole with his tongue and anticipated the sight of his spunk glistening upon it. If she ordered him to lick it off, he knew wouldn't hesitate; sucking every last drop of his own sperm off these perfect limbs.

"You like that?" she asked him, pressing her bare foot harder over his mouth, making a verbal response impossible.

Rick sighed in response, kissing her toes as they hovered over his mouth.

Suddenly, she parted his lips and pushed her way inside his mouth.

"Now you can use your big strong hands to suck my foot," she said. "Get up on your knees for me."

Not letting her toes fall from his mouth, Rick got onto his knees and began to suck and lick her toes. His cock, now painfully hard, was pointing straight at Suzannah, who fingered her eager cunt at the thought of feeling its veiny shaft between her high, wrinkly arches. He brought both hands up to support her foot, worshipping at the smooth heel and strong ankle, his thumbs pressing into her instep, gently but firmly. "That feels so good!" she sighed, still masturbating on the floor at his knees. She lifted her other bare foot and began to play with his hard cock, gently stroking it, using her big toe to pull back his tight foreskin and feeling his hairy balls on the top of her foot. 

The taste of her foot coupled with the teasing of his throbbing penis was overwhelming, and it began to drive Rick to the brink.

"Mmmm! Let me fuck your feet now!" he pleaded, allowing her toes to escape his mouth.

"I want you to," Suzannah replied, almost ready to cum. "I want you to cum all over my feet!"

Rick slid her wet foot down his hairy chest to join the other one, which was glistening with the semen that she had so far teased from his cock. He took her by both ankles and started fucking those beautiful bare soles. She was flushed and sweating, her fingers buried in her well-lubed pussy, as she watched Rick's cock slip back and forth between her bare feet. She wondered how many times he had dreamed of this moment; the last few seconds before his climax. Did he jerk his fat cock in the shower every morning after a night of dreams in which he tasted and fucked her gorgeous feet? Did he sometimes ejaculate on the soles of his own feet, wishing they belonged to her? His grip upon her ankles was tight and she fantasised about fucking him in her marital bed, feeling those strong hands tighten around her waist as he came inside her. With a loud groan of euphoria, Rick's orgasm took hold of him. He shot his thick, hot semen all over her toes and soles as he came, watching as it ran down her feet to her ankles and up her calves. Suzannah sighed as her own climax happened, feeling the hot cum splash between her toes, a sensation she loved. Jets of his spunk spewed out his spasming dick - stray splashes glistening on her big tits, which she eagerly licked, tasting his sweet juices.

"Wow!" he grunted, catching his breath. 

"Yeah! Did you enjoy that?" Suzannah panted in reponse, rubbing her cummy feet together.

"Are you kidding?!" Rick replied. "This was the best game of golf I ever played!"

She grinned and reached over for the stocking she had caught Rick wanking into. She used it to clean his messy spunk from between her toes, wiping her soles and heels and her smooth calf muscles.

"Here," she said, tossing it at him, "a little souvenir of my feet for you to savour later."

Thirty minutes later, the front door opened and in walked Jon. Rick and Suze were finishing the coffee that she had made in the kitchen.

"Hi! Sorry guys! Sorry, sorry, sorry!" Jon apologised, pausing to kiss his wife who was sat at the breakfast bar opposite his friend.

"Rick, gimme ten minutes to change and we're outta here!"

"Roger that!" Rick replied as Jon bounded up the stairs. "I can't wait to get those balls out."

Suzanne giggled naughtily. "I know," she began, rubbing at Rick's crotch with her bare foot under the table. "Me neither!"

Footfucking Fun Ch. 02



FOOTFUCKING FUN 2 - NATHAN

Nathan dialled the number and listened as the dial tone changed to that of a phone ringing.

He glanced once more around his hotel room. It was exactly as he had hoped for this time. These business trips were finally becoming more bearable; the standard of his accommodation was starting to rise in direct proportion to his clients' satisfaction with his IT skills.

"Good evening, Exquisite Escorts," the voice at the other end finally said:

"Good evening," Nathan replied, "I'd like an escort for tonight."

An escort. A good footfuck is what he really meant. Nathan adored foot sex. Bare feet, pantyhose, stockings, footjobs, toe sucking, trampling – they all got him off big time. And here he was in a big fancy hotel, a credit card in his hand, horny as fuck again. He craved feet like an alcoholic craved a bathtub of booze.

"Brunette," he told the woman on the phone, "with long, smooth legs."

He was already getting a hard-on. He caressed it through the fabric of his trousers.

"Oh, so you're a leg man?" the telephonist replied. Nathan could almost hear her grinning down the phone.

"Actually I'm a foot man," Nathan said. "Send the girl with the hottest feet and I'll be a happy customer."

The telephonist laughed.

"It's always nice to speak to someone who knows what they want, sir," she said. She sounded young, maybe 19 or 20 yrs old. Was she flirting with him?

Giving credit card details over the phone subsided Nathan's erection, as did relaying the address of the hotel and his room number. The woman continued to chat and flirt with Nathan during this tedium however, and began to sound more and more attractive with every little giggle and sigh from her lips.

"Ok, I think that is everything sir," she said, once the formalities had been taken care of. "Your escort for this evening will be Jana. She should be with you in thirty minutes time."

"Excellent," Nathan said. "Thank you for everything."

"It's my pleasure," the woman grinned again, "you're in for a memorable night!"

"I can't wait," Nathan replied. "Thanks again." He hung up the phone and headed for his en-suite bathroom to take a shower before Jana arrived.

He removed his shirt and pants and looked at himself in the mirror. He had a fit, toned body that looked much younger than its forty years. Perhaps not being married helped keep him in such tremendous shape. He still had a full head of hair, something of which he was proud, and a sexy smile that always made sure he never left bars or clubs alone. He slid his briefs down his muscular, hairy thighs and removed his socks. He looked down at his now-naked body. His semi-erect cock begged for a glorious footjob. It had been two weeks since his last one – from a client's nineteen yr-old daughter no less! Oh, she had been a hot one! She had been waiting for her father in the office after hours while Nathan was working at a computer terminal. She had a long, curvaceous body (she was tall for a girl, maybe 6ft), shoulder-length black hair, wearing these sexy little sandals that revealed every tiny detail of her succulent little feet. She had been slipping her feet in and out of them while she waited for her old man, affording Nathan the sight of her oh-so smooth, wrinkled little soles! His cock sprang up inside his pants as he imagined those little feet of hers wrapped around it, those soft wrinkles slowly pumping his erect penis, her sweet toes caressing its glistening tip, ready to explode.

"You looking at my feet?" she had suddenly said, snapping Nathan out of his fantasy.

"Huh?!" he replied, taken aback and stunned to have been caught peeping.

"My feet," the girl had said, noticing the bulge in his pants, "Oh my God, you're one of those foot fetish guys, aren't you?"

"Well....." Nathan hesitated, unsure of whether to reveal all or deny everything. "Actually yes, I am."

"And you like my feet, do you?" the girl quizzed.

"To be honest," Nathan replied, "I do like them. You have very pretty feet."

"I see," she said, "Well, unless you prove to me just how much you adore my little feet, I will tell my dad everything you just said!"

Nathan's heart had skipped a beat when he heard this. 

The girl then stood up, walked over to Nathan and led him by the hand to a large conference room with Venetian blinds. Once inside, she locked the door and tilted the blinds so that no one, not even the cleaners who were still buzzing around the mostly deserted office, could see them.

"Sit down in that chair," the girl had told him, and Nathan had obeyed, his heart racing.

"Get your cock out," she commanded. "I want to see how excited you already are from looking at my feet."

She was a little dominatrix, this one, Nathan thought to himself. He again obliged her.

The girl sat herself down on the large conference table, kicking off her sandals and swinging her bare feet around to where Nathan sat. Without hesitation, she pressed her toes and the balls of her feet tightly against Nathan's exposed cock, making him gasp.

"You like that, foot perv?" the girl asked, taking his dick between the soles of her feet and squeezing it.

"It feels..." Nathan began, his breathing shallow, "so... sooooo.. nice!"

"You like young girls' bare feet on your cock, do you?" she continued, "well, I love doing all sorts of nasty things with my dad's friends' cocks."

Hearing this was really a big turn-on for Nathan.

"Mmmm," he sighed, "Do you?"

"Uh-huh," she replied with a little laugh. "I love to suck on big, sweet cocks like yours. Daddy has no idea that I like to do this with the men he works with."

She spread her toes, so that Nathan's penis was held firmly between her big toe and second toe. She moved her other foot up to Nathan's face.

"How do my feet smell, foot perv?" she had asked him. "Do they smell sweet enough for you?"

Nathan inhaled the aroma of her bare foot. She smelled delicious. To him, it was the most arousing scent, the smell of her young, naked foot. He kissed and licked her ankle.

"Now suck my little toes, foot freak," she commanded again, parting Nathan's lips with her foot, driving all five toes into his stretched mouth. He sucked for all he was worth.

"Mmmm," she purred. "This is the first time I have ever rubbed a dick with my feet. It feels wonderful."

Nathan couldn't reply for obvious reasons.

The girl was fingering herself as she enjoyed the sensation of Nathan's mouth around her toes. She stroked and caressed his hard cock with her bare foot, noticing how his warm pre-cum had leaked out onto her skin. She was close to her climax; the feel of this older man's big, hot cock between her feet made her little clit tingle with excitement. For a moment, she imagined what that cock would feel like inside of her, pushing deeper and deeper, driving her to orgasm, her toes being sucked and teased at the same time until she came hard.

Nathan sighed. He was close too.

"You want to cum for me, foot guy?" the girl asked.

Nathan nodded.

The girl tightened the grip of her toes and began to jerk his cock much more violently.

"Then cum for me! Now! I want to feel it on my feet," she demanded, pulling her other foot from Nathan's mouth to wank him to his climax.

Nathan had watched her pretty feet encompass his throbbing dick and continue to pump back and forth, up and down his shaft. This dirty little bitch loved to fan her sweet toes out, and they clung to the sides of his veiny cock, wiggling and pinching his most sensitive areas. 

Open-mouthed, he started to cum. The girl jerked every drop off jizz from the tip of his prick onto her bare feet. His hot, sticky cum seemed to lube everything up, and so her feet slid back and forth with great ease on the spunky mess he was creating. He watched as his cum glistened in those delicate valleys between her toes. Great puddles of it had collected on the tops of her feet and had run down to her smooth heels. 

"Mmmm," she purred, smearing some of his semen up the front of her leg with her toes, "that's my favourite part."

The girl curled her leg around and began to lick and suck Nathan's mess from her own bare foot. He watched as she flicked her tongue between her toes, collecting every droplet of cum, never breaking eye contact with him, grinning. She offered her other messy foot to Nathan, who greedily sucked her toes and soles clean of his own spunk. This alone was enough to make his cock hard again.

"Oh wow!" Nathan gasped, a bead of sweat rolling down his forehead. "That was so fucking good!"

"Like I said before," the girl said, swinging her long legs down from the table, "I just love playing with my dad's friends' cocks. And no one has ever sucked my toes before. I can say that I love that now too."

The girl quickly adjusted her clothes and slipped her feet back into those little sandals before unlocking the conference room door and casually stepping back into the main office. Nathan looked down at himself. His spent cock still hung over the open zip of his pants, which were now adorned with dark little stains. He quickly slipped himself back into his underwear and zipped everything away. It took him 20 minutes in the gents to dry the stains on his pants using the hand dryer. All the time he was thinking about what had just happened, remembering the delicious taste, smell and feel of that girl's bare feet.

"Nate?" a voice had suddenly said from behind him. He spun around. It was the girl's father.

"Hi Ed!" Nathan had somewhat nervously replied.

"I'm ready to leave," Ed said. "I didn't know Stephanie was waiting for me too! I would have been here hours ago if I had known."

Stephanie. His daughter. His daughter that Nathan had just footfucked!

Standing there in that hotel bathroom, remembering the succulently soft ripples of that beautiful girl's wrinkled soles and the sweet flavour of her toes, the sensation of them wrapped around his dick, dripping with his cum, filled Nathan with the desire for another intense evening of footfucking. He inspected his own feet (something he did regularly, as there was nothing worse than playing footsie with some hot little foot fetish princess and blowing your chances of having her suck on your toes because you forgot to remove your hard skin or trim your nails) and saw that everything was up to par in that area. He turned on the water and stepped into the shower.

As he soaped himself up, he heard a knock at his door. He quickly rinsed down, pulled on his bathrobe and went to answer it.

"Hi," said the smiling brunette on the other side as Nathan opened the door.

"Hi," Nathan replied. "You must be Jana."

"None other," the woman said. "And you must be Nathan?"

"That's me," he replied with a smile. "Please, come in."

Nathan closed the door as the woman entered his hotel room. She was about 20 yrs-old, about 5ft 8in tall, long, black-stockinged legs in black stiletto heels, shoulder-length dark brown hair and a very sexy, curvy body. Nathan, still dripping wet from the shower, watched as she removed her black leather coat and hung it up behind the door.

"So Nathan," she began, "You're looking for some good company tonight?"

"I'm always looking for good company," Nathan replied, "not to mention a good time with whoever that happens to be."

The woman laughed. She had a beautiful mouth that was painted with a dark red lipstick. Nathan began thinking about all the things she could do with that mouth. He was already hard under his bathrobe.

"I hear you have a particular interest when it comes to sex, Nathan," Jana said, sitting down upon the bed. "You like feet?"

Nathan was pouring out two glasses of champagne.

"I adore feet," he said, handing her a glass. "To me, there's nothing more sexy than a woman's foot, the shape, the sensation, the scent. You know what I mean?"

Jana laughed. It was a mature laugh that belied her tender 20-or-so years.

"Show me your feet," she said to him.

There was a wicker chair in the corner of the room. Nathan placed his champagne glass down upon the bedside cabinet and dragged the chair over to the bed. He sat down on it and placed his bare feet on the side of the bed next to the woman.

"Now, you have very clean, sexy feet yourself," Jana remarked, coolly and confidently touching his feet with her hands, sending shivers up his spine.

"You like men's feet?" Nathan asked her as she continued to touch and inspect his bare feet.

"Yes, I do," she replied. "In fact, I have a bit of a foot fetish myself. Have you ever had your toes sucked?"

"Once or twice," Nathan smiled at her. 

"Would you like me to do it for you now?" Jana asked.

"Mmmm," Nathan replied. "That sounds great!"

Jana lifted Nathan's right foot off the bed. She began by massaging the sole of his foot, again making him quiver with pleasure. Somehow, she had found the exact spot that was connected to every nerve in his dick, and was really rubbing it. Instantly, he had an erection that quite clearly protruded through his white robe.

"I see that you like that," she remarked. "If you're good, I'll massage that later too."

Nathan let his robe fall open, allowing her full view of his almost fully erect cock. She gazed at it while she massaged his foot, anticipating it's warmth between her feet, in her mouth and between her legs. Slowly, she raised Nathan's toes to her mouth. She tenderly kissed each and every one, softly licking and caressing with her lips as she went, constantly looking into Nathan's eyes. He had a strong, smooth heel, and she cupped it in her hand while she worked at his toes. Nathan felt her hand tighten on his foot as she popped his big toe into her mouth. She had such a pretty mouth; the sight of his toe slipping in and out made him so hot. It looked like she was fellating a penis, the way her mouth stretched and relaxed. He couldn't help but touch his cock while he watched her.

"Mmmm," she began, freeing her mouth temporarily, "You like that?"

"It feels so good," Nathan almost whispered. "So good!"

Jana continued with that mouth of hers, flicking her warm tongue along all of Nathan's toes and along the ball of his foot. She had kicked off her stiletto heels and was spreading her legs, her feet wandering back and forth on the carpet.

"Do you like my stockings?" she asked him.

Nathan was watching her stockinged feet play on the carpet while she sucked his toes. 

"I love them," he replied.

"Would you like to feel them wrapped around your cock?" she asked him.

"Mmmm," Nathan answered, excited at the idea. "Please!"

She gently released his bare foot and stood up.

"Take off your robe," she said, "and sit on the edge of the bed."

Nathan did as he was told. He tossed his bathrobe upon the floor and sat down on the bed as she had told him to. His hard, eight-inch cock hung over the edge of the bed and he ached to feel this woman's feet upon it. 

"Put your hands behind your back," Jana continued, "and lean back on them."

Nathan did this as Jana began to remove her clothes. She pulled off the little black blouse she was wearing and removed her bra. She had beautiful breasts with succulent-looking pink nipples, which stood to attention. Nathan imagined sucking those nipples of hers, flicking his tongue all over them and sucking until she came in her panties. She playfully pinched them between her fingers and smiled at Nathan.

"I can't wait to take off my underwear," she said, slipping her fingers beneath the waistband of her sexy black lace panties. "My pussy is on fire for you right now!"

This made Nathan's cock twitch. The finest accompaniment to a really good footjob was the pleasure of a sexy, hot pussy gobbling you up afterwards. 

She slid her underwear down her long, smooth thighs and tossed them aside. She had a delightfully trimmed little bush that just begged to be eaten. 

"You like my pussy?" she asked Nathan, smiling.

"I'd like to bury my face in it," he remarked, grinning back.

She laughed.

"Soon, tiger! Soon." She replied, sitting down on the floor in front of him.

She sat, cross-legged, between his legs on the floor. Looking up at him, she reached one hand out and held his erect penis. He sighed gently as she slowly wanked him off. Such an exquisite sensation – a soft, smooth hand jerking your cock. Nathan watched as she proceeded to bring his penis closer to her face, feeling its warmth upon her chin, her cheeks, and even her nose. She smiled up at him, his cock at her throat like a loaded weapon.

"I love your cock," she purred, kissing and smelling its scent, gently cupping his hairy balls in her hand.

"I bet you've fucked a lot of lucky women with this thing, haven't you," she said, "I bet you've had lots of kinky foot sex too; all those toes like little tongues on your big cock, making you shoot your cum all over them!"

Her dirty talk was really turning him on. He felt her hand slide down to the base of his dick and pull his shaft into her mouth, inch by inch. Her mouth was so hot and wet! She sucked him in deeper and deeper until that lipsticked mouth was almost at his balls.

He moaned with pleasure, watching her. She was a pro at this, no doubt about it. She knew every technique in the book when it came to blowjobs; she slapped his swollen prick against her tongue, she deep-throated him, she kissed and sucked his excited little slit like there was no tomorrow. She seemed to know when he was on the brink of shooting, as she would intuitively release him and just hold his cock for a second, licking her lips. She eventually lay flat on the carpet and raised her stockinged feet up to between Nathan's hairy thighs.

"I've got to feel that beautiful dick of yours between my feet," she sighed. "Do you want to fuck my feet?"

"Yes, I do," he replied, gazing at her painted toenails beneath the nylons.

"Use my feet to get you off, baby," she told him, and rested on her elbows to watch him.

Nathan took both her nylon-covered feet in his hands. She had the most beautifully shaped toes he had ever seen. Her ankles were exactly the way ladies ankles should be and she had the smoothest, sexiest soles behind that fabric. He raised both her feet to his face and inhaled her scent. She sighed gently as he kissed the soles of her feet, one after the other. Nathan's cock seemed to get harder again and Jana couldn't take her eyes off it once more. It had tasted so good in her mouth; so clean and so hot.

Nathan opened wide his mouth and fed Jana's stockinged foot into it, making her gasp with pleasure. She was thoroughly delicious, he thought to himself. He remembered Stephanie and they way her gorgeous little feet tasted. He dreamed about sucking them again, only this time she would be wearing nylons like these, and for at least eight hours to build up more of her delicate young flavour. He could contain himself no more and brought Jana's feet to his groin.

"Mmmm," she began, "Cum for me! Use my feet and cum for me, baby!"

Nathan firmly gripped her smooth ankles and pressed both her feet around his cock. He slowly slipped back and forth between them, enjoying the most sumptuous foot fuck ever! He adored nylons. His cock adored nylons. This was a slow-burning, tight, sexy little footjob that was driving him to the edge quickly. He wasn't about to hold back.

With a grunt, he climaxed. His semen gushed all over those moist nylons, soaking the material, causing it to appear much darker than it really was. He clasped the tip of his penis to her toes, watching as they wiggled underneath the material, his sex dampening the delicious spaces between them. Speckles of his jizz adorned even the decorative tops of her stockings, which she slowly massaged into her skin as if it were a beauty treatment. He didn't want to release those soaking wet feet of hers from his grasp.




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Jana had eventually pulled her feet free from Nathan's grasp and collapsed on top of his sweating body on the bed. He didn't need much encouragement from her and, before five minutes had passed, they were screwing like animals. Jana loved being fucked while having her toes sucked, and Nathan obliged. He removed both her wet stockings and enjoyed the taste of her bare feet, still moist with his own cum. They 69'd, and Nathan lovingly caressed her heels and ankles with his strong hands while his tongue probed her tight, sweet young pussy. Jana had stradled him, slipping Nathan's cock into her while she placed both her feet upon his face, letting him smell and suck them while she rode him (something, they both learned, that made them cum over and over again.) 

Eventually, Jana collected her clothes and left the hotel room, leaving Nathan to sleep off the evening's hedonism. She smiled as she remembered all the kinky things she had just done, feeling the dampness of her nylons between her toes. She returned to the office of "Exquisite Escorts" and pulled on her headset once again. A sly grin crept across her face as she thought about what she had just done. Her, a mere telephonist for an escort agency, having wild and kinky sex with the clientele! Nathan would remember that night forever, she thought to herself. She plugged her headset back into the socket and, smiling, took another call.



Footfucking Fun Ch. 03



Bianca could hardly believe that, already, a week of her Spanish holiday had passed. She gazed out to the pool through the large kitchen window and smiled to herself. It was going to be another hot one today, she thought.

"Bianca?" her mother called from the dining room.

"Yeah?"

"Your father and I will be gone most of the day," she said. "Do you have plans for going out later or...?"

"No," Bianca called over her shoulder. "I'm just going to have a lazy day by the pool. Might call Stephanie later to come over."

"Ok then," her mother continued. "Just remember the pool cleaner will be here at midday. I've left money for him on the refrigerator."

Great, Bianca thought to herself. Carlos the pool cleaner. That fat fuck gave her the creeps – always leering at her in her bikini or making lewd jokes whenever her parents were out of earshot. He knew she was only 18 years-old too, but still seemed to get a cheap little thrill from making comments that bordered on obscene. She would generally go inside whenever he turned up, taking a nap for the 45 minutes it usually took him to do his thing and leave.

"Ok honey," her father called, "We're going to Bill's place now."

Bill was a business associate and friend of her father's. Bianca liked Bill, but not enough to justify spending a day such as today cooped up in a hot car, driving for two hours to get to his place, as upmarket and luxurious as it was. Let the adults have their sophisticated time together, she thought to herself. 

"Ok dad," she replied. "Have a good time. Tell him I said hi!"

"Ok sweetie. Enjoy yourself!" her father replied. "See you tonight!"

She heard her mother also saying goodbye, followed by the sound of the front door closing. 

Bianca loved getting her parents' exclusive Spanish villa all to herself, even if just for a few hours. She genuinely had a good relationship with her folks, and holidaying with them wasn't a huge problem (apart from those instances when she wouldn't mind some sex out by the pool but can't because her mother is hovering around). But she always loved to know that she had the entire villa – house and pool – all to herself for a few hours. Such knowledge gave the young, fit brunette that familiar tingle of excitement between her legs.

Bianca opened the door to her bright and airy bedroom. She had been wearing her bathrobe, but now that ma and pa had left for the day, she discarded it upon her bed to reveal the flattering little two-piece bikini underneath. She opened the top drawer of her bedside cabinet and, underneath various magazines and jewellery, retrieved her essential 'Bianca Time' item.

Just the sight of it made that naughty tingle between her thighs intensify. She slowly ran one of her cool, young hands along its length, delighting in the anatomically correct veins and deliciously bulbous head. She clicked the control into the 'on' position and held the throbbing rubber cock tightly in her fist. There was nothing like a mind-blowing orgasm by the pool, she thought to herself. She had demonstrated self-control and restraint all week and now it was time for a reward.

She placed a generous glass of wine upon the table by her sun lounger and kicked off the flip-flops she was wearing. Looking down at her beautiful bare feet, Bianca giggled to herself, knowing that those toes of hers were directly linked to her love of poolside dildo masturbation!

What Bianca's parents didn't know was that their daughter was an Internet foot sex queen. Back home, she ran her own website which was loaded with pics of her delectable young feet in various arousing scenarios; some in nylons, some with painted toenails, LOTS of pics of her fine, wrinkly young soles (the male fans who wrote to her seemed to love those the most) and some involving her rubber friend.

The demand to see those feet of hers wrapped around a cock was phenomenal. She got twenty, sometimes thirty emails a day asking to see her in the throes of a glorious footjob. One particular fan wrote to her, saying that he would gladly lick her toes, soles and ankles clean of cum, if only she would post pictures of a man cumming all over her feet. Her operation, however, was limited. Seeing as how she ran the website by herself, from her bedroom with only a PC and a webcam, shots like these would be hard to 'cum' by. So she bought herself a highly realistic vibrating cock and used it to simulate the foot fucking scenarios as requested by her adoring foot-fans. No one complained. And now the dildo was as essential to her as sunblock or aspirin.

The sun lounger felt warm against her bare skin as she sat down. She adored the feel of the concrete on her bare soles, and made fists with her toes against the hot stone of the poolside area. This made her feel naked and free. She undid her bikini top and removed it from her firm young body.

The gentle breeze against her bare skin made her nipples hard. She lay back on the sun lounger, lazily kneading her hard little nipples with her thumbs, savouring the sensations this created deep within her.

The nail varnish on her toes, a shimmering, metallic purple, had become chipped and a little scraped. She inspected each of her toes in turn, delighting in the smooth-as-silk feel of her heels and soles in her hands. Bianca loved this look. To her, it looked sluttish and worn-in, as if some toe-crazy guy had almost sucked the colour straight off her toes. At school, she enjoyed exposing as much of her feet as possible, as she would undoubtedly always catch some guy staring as she slid one of those feet of hers out of her sandal or stiletto or pump. Naturally, she would put on a show for him - this little foot slut making the boys' dicks hard by flexing and bending her fine toes and exposing those pink young soles. She knew for sure that she had been the focus of many a fevered adolescent jerk-off session (and suspected that certain of her male teachers had a thing for her wonderful young feet too!)

Thinking about this (not to mention the nipple play and the feel of the dildo) was making Bianca horny. Revelling in her privacy, she slipped her bikini briefs down her long, smooth legs and kicked them off the end of the sun lounger. The feel of the sun on her thighs and abdomen thrilled her immensely. She spread her legs so that her bare feet were on the hot concrete either side of the sun lounger.

Bianca masturbated three times a day. Sometimes more. Usually the first one of the day was upon wakening, when she felt most horny. One of her favourite fantasies was waking up to a guy eating her pussy. Visualising that made her cum in a matter of moments. The second varied. Sometimes she would do it when she arrived home from school and had the house to herself, sometimes she made herself cum during school. The third time was usually in front of her webcam while she sucked greedily at her own toes or foot fucked her dildo while fingering away at her tight young pussy, much to the delight of the foot freak on the other end of the cam. 

Bianca switched the vibrator on to the second speed. She held it against one of her nipples and felt her clit suddenly throb to life. She sighed, her free hand feeling out her own wetness as she held the vibrator to her breast. Slowly, she slid the buzzing, fake cock and balls down her smooth, hairless body until it passed over her navel. Further down she went with it, to that dark, perfectly trimmed strip of hair. Again, her bare feet made fists on the ground beneath her, the breeze caressing each sweet young toe.

She could feel her tongue on her lips as its tip made contact with her erect clit. Oh, it felt so good! Slowly, she slid the cock back and forth, up and down the length of her hot young pussy, teasing at her labia, working the vibrator between those pink folds, stroking every inch of her private parts all the way round to her tight little anus and back again. Such ripples of desire she felt deep inside herself when she did this! Sometimes, when she pressed the throbbing tip of the dildo tightly against her asshole, she had the most astonishing orgasms, especially when she sucked hard on her own toes. Some lucky fan of hers had watched that particular show on her site one night not too long ago. Bianca often wondered if he had come nearly as hard as she did.

The vibrator was glistening with her juices, and slipped in and out of Bianca's pussy with ease. She could feel her climax building.

Suddenly, a noise from behind her.

"Buenos dias senorita!" a male voice said.

Bianca let out a scream of surprise.

Habitually, from averting parental discovery of her masturbation on countless occasions, Bianca quickly hid the vibrator behind her and sat down upon it. She pulled one of the towels from the table over her and stood to scream her annoyance at Carlos, that fat prick of a pool cleaner.

Only it wasn't the sweaty, stubbly, overweight bulk of Carlos who stood before her. Instead, it was a rather handsome young Spaniard.

"I sorry, senorita!" he said, apologetically. "I ring doorbell, but no-one come!"

I was fucking just about to, Bianca thought to herself. She looked at him. This guy was a dream. Short, dark hair with attractive features. She took in the sight of his tanned, muscular arms and legs. He must have been around 19 or 20 years-old, she thought to herself. She quickly inspected his tanned feet, also in flip-flops, unable to quash her own foot fetish.

"It's.... It's ok!" Bianca stammered, her heart still racing after the shock of hearing this Spaniard's voice behind her. "Who are you? Where is Carlos?"

"Oh, Carlos?" the young man replied, "He no work today. Is sick. Send me instead."

"And you are...?" Bianca asked.

"My name is Mathias" he replied, stretching out a hand to Bianca, still holding a towel against her naked body.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mathias," she said, enjoying the firm grip of his hand. "Maybe next time we meet, you won't give me a heart-attack by sneaking up on me?"

Mathias laughed. 

"Well, maybe you no be doing naughty thing on sun lounger next time," he replied with a grin.

Bianca's heart rate went up again.

"Excuse me?!" she replied.

"Please senorita! Is nothing to be ashamed of," the young man explained. "I take off my clothes to work on day like this too."

"Really?" Bianca replied. "That sounds interesting." 

Under normal circumstances, she would be on the phone to the cops by now (or if it was Carlos, she would have loaded her father's gun and be aiming it at his fat ass!) but it's as if she was watching herself from the other side of the pool! She had seemingly lost control of herself and was being guided by the heat from her loins.

The boy peeled his tight blue T-shirt off his muscles and tossed it on the ground.

"See?" he said, "I show my body for you."

Bianca giggled playfully, inspecting the boy.

"Hmm, yes! Very nice!" she commented, her eyes on his muscular chest and abdomen. For a moment she fantasised how those muscles might feel under the palms of her hands while she rode him. She wondered if he would yelp as she pinched his nipples, his hard cock deep inside her.

"I suppose it's my turn?" Bianca said.

"Oh, si!" the young man said.

Slowly, Bianca pulled the white towel away from her 36 D-cup breasts. Her pink nipples were as hard as before. She watched Mathias eyes caressing every inch of her shapely tits, his grin signalling his lust to taste and tease each of her nipples in his mouth.

"Oh, senorita!" Mathias said, grinning wildly, "you are very hot girl!" He began to envision the sight of his hard cock between those tits of hers while she knelt before him. He felt his penis hardening rapidly inside his shorts.

"Why thank you," Bianca replied. "Take off your flip-flops for me."

Mathias seemed puzzled.

"My flip-flops?" he questioned.

"Yes!" Bianca replied. "I like nice guys with nice feet. You have to show me yours."

Mathias had heard of guys who love girls' feet, but not the other way around.

"My feet?" he again asked. "Ah, ok. I show you."

Bianca watched as the young man kicked off his flip-flops and stood barefoot in front of her. She noted that he had finely trimmed toenails, very little hair on those tanned toes of his and absolutely no dry skin on his shapely heels. She imagined his toes on top of hers as they fucked. She wondered if he was flexible enough to suck his own toes, jerking himself off to the taste and sensation with his other hand.

"Oh, beautiful!" Bianca remarked. "Beautiful feet. Tell me," she continued, "do you want to see my feet?"

Mathias thought that this young hottie was just about perfect. He figured that her feet would be pretty gorgeous too. 

"Oh si!" he replied. "Show me your feet, senorita!"

Bianca turned the sun lounger around to face Mathias, dropped the towel she was holding around her waist upon it and sat down. She swung her legs up onto the lounger so that her bare feet were now resting upon the towel underneath her. She reached around and once again took the vibrator in her hands.

Now, Mathias, up until this point, had never really been a 'foot man'. He had always loved the feel and flavour of a beautiful, firm young lady's thigh, but had never paid much attention to anything below the knee. Until now. He gazed at the perfect toes laid out before him. It was like seeing unashamed nudity, deeply arousing like the nakedness of virginal vaginal skin, yet authoritative as sweat on an erect penis, for the first time. He watched as the girl moved her right foot up the front of her left bare leg, her painted toes tracing their way up her flesh. He felt his cock suddenly become intensely hard as he realised that he would have given his soul to taste those toes of hers. Shocked at the new sensations he was experiencing, Mathias began to masturbate through the fabric of his shorts.

"Mmmm, you like them?" Bianca asked, now resting her left leg across her right, her bare sole exposed directly at Mathias.

"Senorita!" Mathias replied, beads of sweat on his forehead, "You have... beautiful... feet."

Mathias pulled down his shorts and kicked them off, easing the pain of his erection against the tight nylon fabric. He drew the nearest sun lounger to him so that it faced Bianca. He sat down and swung his leg over, so that his feet lay either side of it, on the ground. He continued to masturbate, Bianca's mouth suddenly becoming dry at the sight of his beautifully large, circumcised penis.

Mathias' eyes flicked between that moist, pink slit between the girl's thighs and the soles and toes of her bare feet. For the first time in his life, he was unsure of which he desired more. He watched as she brought that realistic-looking vibrator across and placed it on the sole of her foot. Jerking his cock, he hungrily ached to know what that bare sole felt like. He imagined his face pressed tightly against it, sliding back and forth, breathing in the scent of the girl. Those toes of hers - space enough to get his nose, perhaps his tongue between them. He almost came as he pictured his aching cock pressed up against that bare sole, his balls on her soft heel, her big toe nuzzling dangerously at his moist slit, coaxing his seed out. He wondered how long it would take for him to climax if both of those succulent young feet were wrapped around his penis, caressing and squeezing, stroking and fucking until he erupted with sperm.

Bianca also was close to a juddering, hard orgasm. She pressed the vibrator to the sole of her foot with one hand and, with the other, she fingered her slippery, hard little clitoris. She pretended it was Mathias' tongue, flicking and digging and sucking at that little bead of nerves. Thoughts of a nasty '69' flashed through her mind; grinding her clit down hard upon the young man's mouth while she sucked that delicious cock of his, feeling his hands clamped down around her bare ankles, his wandering fingers stroking the soles of her feet.

"Senorita?" Mathias gasped, unable to take much more of the show without participation, "Can I taste?"

Bianca grinned and slowly wiped the juices on her fingers down the bare sole of her left foot, from big toe to heel.

"Mmm," she purred, "be my guest!"

Mathias sat up and leant forward, letting his erect cock rest against the cool towelling of the lounger. Bianca inched forward and extended her glistening left foot towards the pool guy. Without hesitation, he cupped that smooth young heel in his strong hands and jammed his nose up against that silky naked sole. The sensation was indescribable! The added stickiness of her sexual juices (not to mention the flavour) sent a bolt of lightning to the tip of his penis, and Mathias felt his semen dribbling onto the towel. He gasped and slammed on the brakes, not wanting to waste the unprecedented foot lust orgasm that awaited him. He lustily kissed the sole of the girl's foot, sending ripples of pleasure straight to her clit. Mathias pressed the ball of her foot to his nose, savouring her scent, revelling in the spaces between those young, pretty toes. He felt her other bare foot suddenly land upon his naked thigh.

She smiled at him and he smiled back, her foot still firmly locked in his hands.

"Tell me, Mathias," Bianca asked, sucking her own juices from her fingers, "have you ever put your cum on a girl's feet?"

Mathias kissed each of her toes in turn.

"No, senorita!" he replied, never breaking eye contact. "but I would die for your feet!" 

"Die, really?" she asked, the sensation of his lips upon her toes overwhelming.

"Si," he replied, "Die."

Bianca slid her bare foot along the inside of the young man's hairy thigh. When she did this, his grip on her heel and toes tightened somewhat. It was driving him crazy. Bianca knew it too, and delighted in it. Slowly, she traced a line with her sweet toes down to the neatly shaved pubic hair and let her soft heel gently rub against the top of his veiny cock. He moaned blissfully through the toes in his mouth. Bianca had never had her feet worshipped like this before – the reverence and passion of this young man was completely unparalleled. Slowly, she slid her silky young heel back and forth, back and forth, along the length of his penis. She watched, transfixed, as his sweet milk glistened on his slit. She caressed that creamy tip with her big toe, smearing his juice back along every inch of his cock to his balls. He moaned, his senses intoxicated.

"Your cock loves my bare foot," Bianca teased, "Doesn't it?"

"My cock loves every inch of you," gasped Mathias, his tongue carefully caressing the fine pink flesh of her heel. "Especially your feet, senorita!"

"Mmm, I love to hear that!" Bianca replied, "Now I want you to put that tongue to good use."

Bianca pulled her foot away from Mathias' mouth. He looked at her.

"Eat my pussy," she commanded.

Mathias grinned as she spread her firm young thighs wide. She lay flat on the sun lounger as he leaned forward, his strong hands cupping her perfectly smooth ass. Bianca slowly put each of her bare soles on the young man's muscular shoulders as he began to eat her pussy. She tasted so fucking good, Mathias thought to himself, driving his tongue hard against her swollen clitoris. The taste combined with the heat from her perfect wrinkled bare soles on his skin kept his cock almost painfully hard. He watched as she, eyes closed and moaning like a whore, sucked on the head of the dildo, licking and sucking the faint scent and flavour of her own feet. He pictured his veiny, hard cock in that sweet mouth of hers, going deeper and deeper as her throat accommodated him. Would the taste of her own feet on his cock drive her insane, he thought to himself. 

He spanked her ass while he sucked her pussy, making her yelp with delight. She dropped the vibrator and it rolled down her body. Mathias caught it before Bianca had a chance to reclaim it. He switched it to the third speed setting.




Footfucking Fun Ch. 03



"Do you want to cum for me, senorita?" he asked, probing her labia with the device.

Bianca bit her lip and nodded her head. She was sweating now, tightly pinching her nipples and rubbing her bare feet up and down the top of Mathias' back.

Mathias slowly slipped the vibrator down and down between the girl's legs until its buzzing tip was touching her anus. She gasped, her breathing quickening.

"Senorita loves this," Mathias said quietly, dragging his tongue down from her soaking pussy around to that tight little back entrance. He playfully darted his tongue in and out of her asshole, taking her breath away. He watched the expressions of sheer ecstasy on her face while he tongued her. She tasted so sweet and so delicious, he thought to himself; her delicious feet, pussy and now her forbidden little hole. He wanted to make her cum as she deserved to.

Mathias brought the buzzing dildo once again to Bianca's asshole. His left hand was firmly wrapped around the beautiful ankle by his head, and he brought that lovely foot down to his mouth. Bianca watched as he began to suck all five of her sweet young toes, feeling his tongue probing and caressing each of those gorgeous digits. The sensation of the vibrator against her ass was becoming almost too much to handle and, just when she hoped he was going to slip it back into her sweet cunt, Bianca felt it suddenly penetrate her backdoor. Her hips bucked as the head of the vibrator entered her tight little anus. She almost shrieked her ecstatic surprise! Mathias slowly drove the cock in and out, in and out, going deeper into her each time, all the while sucking those glistening and beautiful little toes of hers. 

"Cum for me, senorita!" he begged, pushing the vibrator that bit further into her ass and probing her toes with his tongue. "Cum for me now!"

Bianca had no choice in the matter. Her orgasm ripped through her intensely. The combined sensations of her own masturbation, having her fabulous young feet worshipped like this and the unspeakably arousing effect of the vibrator in her ass made her cum like she'd never came before. She gasped, her juices soaking the towel on the sun lounger.

"That's right, senorita!" Mathias said, his thrusts with the dildo becoming more and more gentle. "Yes. That's it. Mmm.. Cum for me!"

Bianca's head spun. She felt the dildo being slowly removed from her asshole. The lower part of her body was almost numb from the sensations subjected upon it. But she still had one thing left to do.

"Lie back," she gasped, wiping sweat from her forehead.

Mathias' face glistened with her sex juices. His penis was still incredibly erect and looked fit to burst. Bianca quickly compared his cock to the vibrator and decided that Mathias was indeed a better plaything.

He lay back on his sun lounger and Bianca swung her legs around. She couldn't wait to feel the heat from his hard cock between her soft pink soles. Mathias gasped with joy as he felt her toes either side of his penis. He watches as those succulent, painted toes wrapped around his cock, her heels slowly rubbing at his balls. His cock was the same size as one of her beautiful bare feet; her heel lay at the base of his penis and her big toe pressed his damp tip into his belly. She began to foot fuck him.

"Hmmm," she sighed. "Now you cum for me! Cum for me!"

Bianca's bare feet didn't take long to bring Mathias to the best climax of his life to date. He firmly gripped her smooth, perfect ankles in his hands as he felt his balls empty themselves onto her toes and feet. He watched as his cock spurted five, six, seven sticky loads of spunk onto the girl's young feet. She gripped his overwhelmed cock between her toes as he drenched them with his sperm. Mathias saw great gobs of his seed on her strong ankles and calves, even as far up as her stomach! He watched as it trickled down her belly between her thighs. Bianca rubbed it into her own soaking pussy, delighting in the warmth and wetness of his seed.

Mathias, sweating and panting, then watched as Bianca carefully sucked each of her delectable toes clean. This girl was so flexible! She licked every drop of his spunk from her sweet feet, toes and ankles. He had never seen a girl who enjoyed the taste of cum as much as she seemed to. It was such a turn-on to watch a girl sucking her own toes, Mathias now thought. He would masturbate to this for a long time to 'cum'.

Mathias and Bianca played footsie with each other, among other nasty little things, for the rest of the afternoon. They took a cooling, cleansing dip together as the day wore on, Bianca getting to feel Mathias' big strong toes on top of hers in the water while he sucked on her nipples. They enjoyed fucking each other that afternoon – Mathias greedily sucking Bianca's toes while his cock pounded at her wonderful young snatch.

Bianca couldn't convince Mathias to clean the pool that afternoon. Instead, he insisted he would come back tomorrow as he "didn't bring the proper equipment" today. It was as good an excuse as any to feed her parents, she thought.

Mathias left and Bianca tidied herself up, grinning and glowing. She hid her dildo and went back to the pool to relax.

When her parents returned home that evening, she was fast asleep by the pool.

"Honey?" her mother shouted. "Honey, we're home!"

"Oh hi mom," she replied, waking from a doze.

"Did the pool guy come?" her mother asked.

Still grinning to herself, Bianca glanced at her bare feet. The nail varnish was more chipped than ever.

"Yes mother," she replied, "he came alright!" 



Footfucking Fun Ch. 04



Chapter 4. Eva's Immoral Sole

As she made up the bed, Eva remembered all the dirty little things she had done above and below its covers the previous evening. She had been caught masturbating in the room by its occupant, a 30-something businessman who was staying at the hotel overnight. 

Eva had caught a glimpse of a porno mag on the chair under a pile of the gentleman's clothes and could not resist leafing through the glossy, graphic images of couples and threesomes fucking and sucking. She loved porno, especially the hardcore, explicit stuff of this calibre.

Eva quickly noticed that the emphasis, in most of the photosets, seemed to be on the feet of the woman. Sometimes she would be barefoot, sometimes in pantyhose or long, black or white stockings. This turned her on immensely. She smiled as she admired a picture of one girl clasping her bare soles together as if they were labia, and the guy using the space between her feet to jack himself off. She licked her lips as she studied the webs of cum between the girl's toes and on her wrinkled soles. Eva longed to feel a gorgeous, hard cock on her toes and between her bare soles. She had never experienced this with any of her lovers so far. She fantasised about the occasion time and time again; she herself revelling in the thrill of his climax, his grip tightening on the curves of her smooth ankles, his hot semen splashing between her cute toes and onto her bare legs.

Playing the scenario in her head once more, she started to touch herself through the warm dampness of her lace underwear while she sat on the bed. With no one around, the temptation to make herself cum was too much. She reclined on the bed and turned the page.

Eva now gazed at an image of some extremely hot blonde slut getting her pussy pounded from underneath while she greedily sucked another guy's large, glistening cock The guy under her had both his hands on her large, natural tits. The blowjob guy had the woman's red-painted toes in his mouth and he was sucking for all he was worth, his eyes fixed on her wonderfully stretched cunt, savouring her contorted nudity while she deepthroated him. 

Eva slipped her panties down her smooth legs and off her bare feet and began fingerfucking herself as she fantasised about being the girl in the picture. She imagined the flavour of the guy's cock in her mouth – salty and musky – as she slipped two fingers into her horny pussy. She wondered what would make him cum the hardest - the sensation of her hot mouth sucking every drop of sperm from his balls or the taste of her gorgeous toes on his tastebuds.

Suddenly, the door to the room opened and in walked the gentleman to whom the magazine belonged.

"Can I.... help you?" the man had said, dropping his briefcase involuntarily. The look on his face was priceless, Eva thought - not one of anger or disgust, merely surprise. He was also, quite obviously, aroused by the sight of the half-naked, masturbating brunette maid.

"Oh..." said Eva, embarrassed at being caught. She quickly crossed her legs and grinned somewhat sheepishly. "I'm so sorry, sir. I just found your magazine while I was tidying your room and was enjoying looking at it."

"No, no.." replied the gentleman, closing the door behind him, "It's fine. No problem at all! I'm glad you approve of my choice of bedtime reading material."

Eva laughed, still sitting on the bed with no underwear; most of the buttons on her dress undone, much to the delight of the man. 

His eyes clung to the sight of her long, firm legs, strong, smooth thighs and that tight, wet little strip of dark hair that he could just discern. He reckoned she must be 20, maybe 21 years old, and obviously a horny little bitch to get caught wanking herself off in a complete stranger's room. He was so right. 

Eva's lust for flesh was insatiable. She went around the rooms of the hotel in that tight little uniform of hers, bare feet and legs, sometimes panties, sometimes not, parading herself to anyone and everyone. Sometimes her young mouth would be put to good use by frustrated businesswomen who made her eat pussy until they were satisfied. Some paid, some didn't have to. Occasionally, she accidentally on purpose walked in on attractive male guests showering, and offered her services as a fuck toy for the evening. And now here she sat, fingering herself on a guest's bed while the guest himself was in the room.

He was a fit, attractive man, Eva was pleased to note. He kept himself in shape and, from the sizeable bulge in his pants, she thought, looked like he was capable of satisfying the most insatiable of women.

"Have you found a favourite photo yet?" he said, moving towards Eva and sitting down on the bed beside her. His direct approach turned her on.

Eva smiled at him. "I like this one," she said, and pointed to a shot of a couple on a bed. 

The man in the photo lay flat on his back while the girl was sucking his dick through his boxer shorts. Her bare foot was in the guy's mouth and he was sucking those beautiful painted toes of hers, his tongue parting each slender, delicate toe.

"Hmmm.." the gentleman sighed. Eva noticed the bulge of his erection once more and saw it pulse forward even further while they looked at the picture together.

"So you're a foot man then, are you?" Eva asked him, smiling.

The man smiled and looked at her.

"Why, yes," he replied, looking back to the magazine. "A woman's feet are her foundation, her base if you like. If she keeps them clean and beautiful, then that shows me that she truly is a sensual, sexual creature."

His voice had wisdom and maturity and Eva noticed herself becoming more and more aroused by the man.

"Well, I like feet too," Eva replied. "But no-one has ever paid close attention to mine, at least not like this," she continued, pointing at the picture.

"I'm sorry to hear that," the man replied, genuinely moved at what Eva had just said. "May I?" he asked, pointing to her bare feet, which were crossed, ankle on ankle at the bottom of the bed.

"May you what?" she asked, a coy smile on her lips.

"Pay close attention to them," he continued. "It would be a shame not to."

"Yes," Eva replied, "It would." She adjusted her posture so that both her feet were now upon the bed. She wiggled her toes for him as his eyes became fixed on each succulent bare foot.

The man knelt by her feet on the bed and tenderly brushed her ankles with his fingers. He sighed, delighting in the sensation of her warm, young flesh.

"So very smooth and clean," he remarked. "Not a trace of any blemish or bruise to mar their perfection."

Eva instantly loved listening to this man's commentary about her feet. She placed both her soft heels in his lap so he could continue his adoration of them. Her toes brushed against his erect cock, still confined within his pants, which made him gasp a little. This also sent a spark of excitement shooting from her tight little asshole to her throbbing clit.

Eva sat forward, the gentleman's hands now slowly massaging her feet in his lap. She unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off his torso. They smiled at each other and kissed, his tongue slipping past her lips as they met. She unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, their mouths together, her bare feet in his strong hands. Eva reclined on the bed once more and began removing what was left of her clothing.

"Take them off, "she demanded, nodding to his pants. "Show it to me."

"Mmm, you want to see it?" the gentleman replied, slowly slipping his pants down his hairy, muscular thighs. Eva nodded, biting her lower lip in anticipation.

He kicked his trousers off his bare legs and removed his socks, tossing them aside. Eva could hardly take her eyes off his cock as he knelt back onto the bed and placed her bare feet on his smooth chest. She pinched each of his nipples with her fine toes as she studied his penis. It must have been eight inches minimum. It had a shiny, fat head, which already glistened with his sweet, clear pre-cum. He was uncut, but the sheer strength and size of his erect penis had caused his foreskin to roll back down his thick, veiny shaft, exposing his glans.

"Mmm," Eva purred, "I bet that beautiful big cock of yours just loves to make a mess on all the pretty girls and their feet!"

The man grinned and nodded. He held Eva's bare feet in his firm but gentle grip, clasping them to his naked chest. Slowly, still making eye contact with her, he brought her right foot up to his mouth and began to kiss each of her toes. The sensation was fabulous! Eva teased her aroused clit as she felt his lips scan her delicious toes. The combination of his dominant grip on her vulnerable sole and the grace and reverence of his warm, tender lips was overwhelming.

"They are so clean and sweet," the man said, now burying his face in the silken sole of Eva's left foot. "If you were mine, I would worship them all day and night."

"Really?" Eva replied, "If you were mine, I would let you."

Their eyes met as he brought both her bare feet to his mouth and ran his tongue from the pinkie toe on her right foot to the one on her left. Eva likened this to some form of sexual torture without the pain; an extreme sensation which made her hotter and wetter than she had ever been in her life. The gentleman pressed both her wrinkled, pink soles to his face and inhaled deeply, drawing in the girl's wonderfully feminine scent. There was no mistaking, Eva thought, that this man was a foot connoisseur and, as such, he was treating her toes as if they were the finest of wines; savouring their sweet scent, holding their perfect flavour on the tip of his tongue.

"God, they smell so good!" he remarked, inhaling each tiny section of her perfect bare soles from her toes to her pink heels. Eva felt his tongue on her right ankle, tracing a glistening line of true appreciation down to her exposed instep and up to her big toe, which he began to suck in and out of his mouth, a perfect technique, Eva thought, of foot fellatio.

She was already close to orgasm. Her clit throbbed and pulsed with every suck, caress and lick of the gentleman's mouth. It were as if he was eating her pussy, not sucking on her toes. She wondered if, in the excitement of her fantasy becoming reality, anything was now possible, and her toes had now become ten clitoral timebombs, all primed, armed and ready to detonate spectacularly.

"I have an idea," she began, pulling her feet from the man's hands and kneeling up on the bed to face him. She wrapped her right hand around his stiff cock and slowly stroked him from his balls to his sticky little slit.

"Mmmmm!" he sighed, "Great idea!"

"Lie back," Eva whispered, guiding him back onto the bed where she had just lain. As he repositioned himself, she still kept that perfect dick of his in her hand, slowly caressing him with her thumb and fingers. Her beautifully aroused cunt glistened with her juices and, as she slowly caressed the gentleman's bulbous cockhead, he coolly reached over between her smooth thighs and began teasing her gorgeous little clitty. He watched, smiling, as her eyes closed and her bottom lip was drawn once more into her mouth. Her hips bucked slightly as he slowly slid his index finger past her slippery pussy lips.

"Yeah.." he sighed. "Feels so nice in there."

The man knew all the right buttons to press, Eva thought to herself, and when to press them.

Sighing, she slowly brought her left foot up so that it was level with the man's shoulder. He was lying slightly on his side, his head resting on the fine wooden headboard of the bed.

"I want to try something I saw in your magazine," Eva said, gently squeezing his hard cock while he slowly fingerfucked her. She brought her foot up higher so that it too now rested on the headboard, the sudden cool of the wood on her bare sole making her gasp inwardly.

"You can try anything on me, miss," the gentleman teased, his hips now also moving with the rhythm of her hand on his fat dick.

She smiled at him once more.

"I want you to suck my toes," Eva began, and placed her lovely bare foot on his throat.

"So far, so good," he replied, feeling her sweet toes upon his chin.

"And while you're sucking," Eva continued, I want to rub that delicious cock of yours with my other foot."

The gentleman laughed excitedly.

"I knew it was a good idea to let you try something," he said, smiling.

"But," Eva continued, "I want you to fuck me with one foot while I get to suck on your toes too."

The man almost creamed his load right then and there. This all sounded so exquisitely filthy – a foot fetishist's wet fucking dream – that he began to wonder whether or not this whole encounter was just that – a dream.

Eva had already began to stroke the man's toes, which he obviously took great pride in. She saw hardly any hair, clean, trimmed nails and no hard skin of any sort. She imagined him going barefoot as much as possible, openly flaunting his attractive ankles, toes and soles. Perhaps he liked to suck on his own toes while he jerked off, she thought to herself, maybe even squirting his spunk on his wrinkled soles, coating one or both of his smooth heels in jizz as he held them to his spasming, hard cock. The idea thrilled her completely.

She offered her eager toes to his mouth and he opened wide for her, never breaking eye contact. She reclined a little as he did likewise, his strong toes gently brushing her cheek. She flicked her tongue onto his big toe and he smiled at her, his mouth full of her bare foot. He tasted good, Eva was somewhat surprised to discover – salty and musky. Her mind zipped back to the image in the magazine; the flavour of the pornstar's cock in the slut's mouth. She wondered if by sucking on his toes alone she could make him spurt.

The man pushed his eager tongue between each of Eva's sexy little toes, also delighting in the flavour. He imagined it was not his toes in her mouth, but his hard cock. This sexy little maid, he thought to himself, had the mouth of a professional slut on her. He imagined shooting his sticky, hot sperm onto her beautiful feet straight after he had fucked that delicious mouth, that mouth which was now wrapped around his bare foot.

Eva extended her right leg and let her foot hover in mid-air right above the gentleman's erection. Even though his tongue was indisposed, his eyes screamed: "Do it! Do it!" at her. Slowly, she lowered her bare foot so that a hair's breadth remained between her toes and the bubble of natural lubrication in the slit of his cock. She felt the tip of her big toe moisten as she nudged against the pre-cum, smearing it onto the veiny shaft beneath. Had her mouth not been filled with his toes, she would have loved to lick it off. She lowered her toes so that, from big toe to pinkie toe, they caressed the underside of his beautiful dick, her soft heel nuzzling aesthetically against his balls. He sighed gently as, finally, her toes made contact with his genitals.

Easily fitting all five of her succulent pink toes into his mouth, the gentleman then extended his remaining foot slightly so that his toes probed that glorious little hot hole of hers. He teased her pussy with his toes, wiggling and flexing them on her erect little button, discovering the sweet opening of her lips and inserting one, two then three toes into her cunt, making her sigh deeply. He felt that sigh too. It travelled from her throat to his toes, up his leg and straight to his cock. 

Eva rejoiced inwardly at the beautifully perverted amalgamation of their two bodies. Her senses were being recalibrated, stretched and reconfigured. The sheer bliss of having her toes devoured so hungrily, spliced together with the flavour of his masculine toes, multiplied with the joyous feeling in her vagina and augmented by the warmth of his cock on her bare sole made her feel born again. She imagined watching herself from across the room, masturbating of course. Pure sex, she imagined saying to herself. 'This is pure sex!'

The gentleman moved his leg more firmly now, fucking her with his toes. She gasped, her saliva bubbling down either side of his tanned, toned foot. She responded by spreading her toes and firmly grasping his large prick between her big and second toe. His early semen now glistened in her toe cleavage, and she tightly jerked that cock back and forth, back and forth, stimulating his penis in a tight grip. He moaned, and this time Eva felt him moan. It was like having a vibrator pushed up against her bare toes, the sensation being transmitted directly to her pussy. She was making him cum, and she also could feel her climax beginning to reverberate from deep within her body.

The gentleman watched his cock as he started to climax, still cramming most of Eva's sexy young foot into his mouth. He gasped audibly as his sperm arced up into the air. Eva held his dick upright between her toes, slowly milking each last drop his balls had to offer. It landed back on top of her foot, some remaining there resplendent upon her skin, some trickling down to land on his hairy thighs or the bed. Eva delighted in the feeling of his hot spunk on her skin. She removed her left foot from his mouth and reunited it with her right, both feet now coaxing beads of sticky spunk from his cock. His toes in her pussy made her cum, and her hips bucked as she did so, grinding her clit down onto his slippery, wet toes with gasps, howls and moans of delight.

They lay, sweating and panting, on the bed, head to foot. The stained covers beneath their naked bodies were crumpled and in need of attention. The man watched as Eva brought her right foot, speckled with his semen, up to her mouth and sucked her own toes clean.

"Fuck," the man exclaimed, sweat upon his brow. "You fucking foot pervert!"

They burst out with laughter together. Eva licked a long rivulet of sperm from the top of her foot and kissed the man, passing the flavour of his own seed into his mouth. He sighed, obviously thrilled at the filthy little tricks this girl knew. She playfully tweaked his nipple while her tongue probed his mouth, her own tits glistening with sweat and saliva.

"I need to get back to work," Eva said, breaking their spermy kiss.

"I'm sorry to hear that," the gentleman replied, his bare feet enveloping hers upon the bed, their sex juices still glistening upon their skin.

"Will you come back and visit me sometime?" she asked him.

"I think that can be arranged," he replied with a smile.

The couple showered together and Eva dressed and left the hotel room. The man insisted on kissing each of her toes one last time. They had tasted so beautiful too, being fresh out the shower. He felt his cock harden, but knew the girl had to get back to her duties, so resisted temptation.

"Oh, by the way," Eva said, as she left the room. "What's your name?"

The man smiled at her.

"Kevin."

She grinned back at him.

"I'm Eva. See you round, Kevin."

She closed the door behind her and, in her bare feet, pushed her maid's cart further on down the hall. Before she was more than two metres away from the room, she heard the door open again.

"Oh, one more thing," Kevin said from the doorway.

"What might that be, Kevin?" Eva asked over her shoulder.

"I might need some fresh towels later," he continued. "Say, maybe around 9pm?"

She lifted her foot off the floor and flashed her wrinkled sole at him.

"I'll bring the towels," she replied, "if you bring the porno!"



Footfucking Fun - Sauna Feet



Mike thought he must have misheard the girl. Did she really say that?

"Excuse me?" he said.

"Yes," the girl repeated, "in the sauna, you must stay naked."

Mike swallowed.

"No trunks or even a towel?"

"No," the girl replied in that accent, brushing her long blonde hair behind her left ear, "you may sit on your towel, but you won't want to keep it wrapped around you anyway - it's too hot!"

Her hands disappeared under the counter to pull out a thick, fluffy yellow towel and a locker key.

"Enjoy!" she said, smiling and dazzling him with those blue eyes. Mike tried to act like it was an everyday occurrence; being told by a beautiful Swedish blonde-haired, blue-eyed 20-something girl that he had to walk around not wearing a stitch in the Canary Island sauna he had was visiting on a work assignment. Thoughts of his local central London fitness centre and its Stalin-esque: "Swimming costumes MUST be worn at ALL TIMES!" signs made him feel like he was a long way from the dreary, stuffy capital, which, he had to admit, pleased him no-end.

"Oh, one other thing," she continued, "there is a women-only sauna and also there is a mixed sauna for men, but there are signs, don't worry."

Although he had heard her perfectly, he struggled to comprehend what she had said. Did she really mean that this is a mixed, nude sauna, he asked himself. The very notion made his heart beat that bit faster and gave him a flash of sheer lust deep within his balls, making his cock tingle.

"Ok. Thank you," he said, smiling at the girl and taking his towel and key as coolly as he knew how. He walked through the male locker room door to the left of reception.

Naked mixed (mixed!!) sauna, he thought to himself, amused and aroused, as he sat down and untied his running shoes. He pulled them off, also peeling away his sweaty sports socks, getting a waft of his warm, sweaty foot aroma as he did. The floor tiles of the locker room felt sensational under the soles and toes of his muscular bare feet, which ached from his long run on the gym treadmill. He placed his towel on one of the short, wooden benches next to the lockers, looking up in time to nod to a bronzed, muscular male who had just come out of the shower and was drying himself off. Mike pulled his sweaty running top over his head and stowed it in one of the lockers. He untied the waistband of his black shorts and slid them down his strong legs. He tossed the damp, ripe shorts along with his shirt, running shoes, sweaty socks and room key in the locker. As he picked up his towel, he glanced over at the tanned, fit guy who was now sitting on his bench vigorously drying his sun-kissed Mediterranean feet. Mike's cock twitched again. He had a raging foot-fetish for both male and female feet, and watching this fit young Spanish guy (he assumed the guy was Spanish, due to the tan and dark hair) spread his long, smooth toes for the blue towel sent a spasm of carnal desire straight to Mike's excitable dick. The guy suddenly looked up, but Mike was already bare-footing his way over towards the showers, towel in hand.

The hot shower felt so good after the hard, hot 90 minutes in the gym. He had arrived on the island yesterday to review the hotel for a travel brochure, and so had to make the most of his trip and gather plenty material for the article. He took a large glug of the clear, sweet-smelling shower gel in the palm of his hand and soaped himself from head to toe. Thoughts of the Swedish receptionist swirled in his mind. He remembered thinking how toned, tanned and firm she looked as she stood speaking to him in that tight, white t-shirt that accentuated the curves of her pert young tits. He had looked back over his shoulder on his way to the male locker room and, to his delight, was able to see that she was wearing blue flip flops on her beautiful naked Swedish feet. He stroked his soapy, rock-hard dick as the hot water lashed down over him, imagining those succulent, sweet, Swedish toes of hers crammed into his mouth, her other foot eagerly wanking him, her toes adeptly splayed to accommodate the girth of his cock, feeling his warm pre-cum lubricating her delicious toe cleavage as she foot-fucked him. He imagined the orgasm he would have, his sperm erupting from his cock, coating those beautiful toes of hers, showing his utter adoration of her glorious bare feet with spurt after spurt of his hot cum. 

The sound of the locker room door opening and closing interrupted him just as he was about to climax. He glanced out from behind the shower curtain and noted the tanned guy had left, but another man was now undressing.

Mike's reverie had been interrupted, so he decided to keep his orgasm for later. He rinsed himself off, pulling back his foreskin as far as it would go and washing away the soap around his swollen cock head. He turned off the shower and reached for the towel that the Swedish girl had given him, which hung on the wall opposite the shower. He wrapped the towel around his waist, quickly checking to make sure that his erection had subsided sufficiently and that there wasn't an obvious, residual hard-on threatening to burst through the towel. 

He stepped out onto the blue non-slip mat just in time for the other guy to nod in his direction before getting into the shower. Thankful at not getting caught by this guy a few moments earlier, cock in hand, masturbating, he quickly exited the locker room through the door on the left marked 'sauna'.

The main area was bright, humid and had an atmosphere of deep relaxation. There were sun loungers on his side of the room and also across from him, outside the door from the ladies locker room. Relaxing pan-pipe music was playing softly from hidden speakers and at the top of three tiled steps in the lower right corner of the room there was a bubbling, whirling hottub occupied by a flushed-looking guy and girl. To his left, he saw more showers in a recessed, mood-lit part of the room and, further up, two wood and glass rooms which were the saunas themselves. He noted the sauna on the right had a female sign, the other had both a male and female symbol to the left of its heavy glass door. Two men quietly chatted on sun loungers in an alcove to his left, nodding to Mike as he entered the room.

As Mike lowered himself down onto one of the sun loungers, the hottub couple stood up in the swirling, bubbling water and climbed out, giggling at some private joke. He hadn't been able to see it a moment ago due to the fact that they were sitting down, but both the guy and the girl were completely naked. The girl led the way down the few short steps from the hottub. The warm midday sunshine which streamed in through the tinted windows at the far right of the room made the girl's shaved pussy glisten, wet and hot from the jacuzzi. Her boyfriend followed her closely, water still dripping from the tip of his uncut cock while she looked back at him, smiling and giggling. They wrapped large beach towels around themselves then reclined on a couple of sun loungers near the ladies sauna.

Mike had been in hotels abroad before with places like this, but this was the first time he had ever experienced an environment where men and women could freely be naked together like this. It was such a turn-on, this level of indecency, if that's what it was, and just as Mike was about to de-towel and strut naked into the mixed nude sauna, a woman exited the ladies sauna, towel in hand, and began to walk towards the sun lounger directly opposite him.

She must have been 27 or 28, Mike thought to himself, and she was utterly stunning. She was in the region of 5ft 10" and had long, dirty blonde hair which was tied back, exposing her soft neck and shoulders. Her nipples were hard from the change in temperature between the sauna and the main area, and she smiled over at Mike as she walked towards her sun lounger. His eyes lingered over her breasts, moving south towards that divine little landing strip of blonde bush which she wore so well, perfectly trimmed to a fine point, in line with her clit which, Mike imagined, must have been red hot after her time in the sauna. His eyes slid down those perfect long legs of hers and his heart thudded within his chest.

She had the most gorgeous feet; a size six, maybe a seven, with strong, defined toes which she had painted a glorious electric blue. He watched as those toes moved and spread on the floor as she walked, the firm, smooth balls of her feet making a deliciously naked slapping sound against the stone floor with every step she took. She sat down on the lounger directly opposite Mike and, smiling over at him, swung her legs around so that the soles of her bare feet were now facing him.

Mike drank in every detail of the sight of those breathtakingly beautiful bare soles of hers. She had glorious, high arches and smooth-as-silk wrinkled soles. Her heels and ankles looked strong and fit; the sweet pinkness of her skin glistened either side along the length of each foot, from the base of her toes right up to the tips of her heels, in perfect alignment with the curves of her fine ankles. 

She lay back on the sun lounger, her right arm up by her head, as Mike continued to study her bare feet. He suddenly realised he had one hand under the towel around his waist and he was stroking himself. He glanced left and right but no-one was paying any heed; the two guys were still quietly chatting in the alcove and the young naked couple looked as if they were asleep on their sun loungers. Mike continued to masturbate, his eyes locked on the girl's bare feet. He wondered if she had ever had those toes of hers sucked before. Did she watch, open mouthed and sighing as her boyfriend fucked her succulent toe cleavage with his tongue, his hand tightly wrapped around her ankle, all five toes deep within his mouth at once. Did he make her gasp by tickling those wrinkled bare soles with the tip of his hard cock before stretching her toes apart and forcing the head of his prick between them, lubricating between her sweet toes with his saliva and pre-cum. He wondered if her boyfriend insisted on continuing to suck her toes while he fucked her, withdrawing his swollen cock at the crucial moment and unloading jet after jet of hot, white cum all over those toes and soles. 

Mike had opened his towel and was now fully jerking himself off to the girl's feet. His own bare feet were in his line of vision and he imagined playing footsie with this blonde stranger, their toes interlocking with each other, the sensation of her beautifully smooth soles against his hairy leg. He imagined she suddenly slid closer to him, her feet now either side of his head as he reclined, her hand around his cock, slowly wanking him off. He pictured turning his head and allowing the ball of her left foot to occupy his mouth while the toes of her right foot grabbed at his nose and cheek. Would she slap his face with those delectable feet as she firmly stroked his hard dick, he wondered. Would she clasp his eager cock between those naked soles, lean forward and suck his cock until it erupted sperm into her mouth?

"Are you enjoying that?" the girl said. Mike hadn't even realised she had looked up and was now watching him. He quickly covered himself with the yellow towel, but all too late.

The girl laughed. "Oh, you're not shy. Not after that little display."

"I'm sorry," Mike gasped, wondering what that accent was that he could hear in her voice. "This nude sauna stuff is new to me and..."

"... And?" the blonde said, putting her arms by her sides.

Mike again looked down at her feet.

"...And your feet just..." he paused.. "well, they blow my mind!"

The girl laughed again.

"Oh, you're one of those foot guys, uh?" she said, wiggling her toes – a gorgeous little performance just for him. Was that a Czech accent he could hear?

"What's your name?" he asked.

"Gabriella" she replied. "And yours?"

"Mike," he said.

"Well, Mike," she said, bringing her right foot across her left leg so that she sat cross-legged on the sun-lounger, "I'll bet you'd like to do some naughty things to my bare feet now, wouldn't you?"

The lump under Mike's towel stirred. It was all the answer she needed.

"Would you like to join me in the hottub?" she asked.

Before he could reply, she was up on those beautiful feet of hers and ascending the steps to the jacuzzi, looking back over her shoulder at him. He glanced around the main area. The two guys in the alcove were still in conversation and the young couple had seemingly entered the mixed sauna together, as they were no longer on their loungers. Mike stood up, allowing his towel to fall to the floor.

He padded naked across the room and climbed the steps to the hottub. Gabriella was already sitting, arms extended wide around the edge, grinning at him, her eyes flicking between his face and his stiff cock. She playfully bit her bottom lip as he stepped into the hottub, keeping his back to the two men further up the room so that they would be unable to see his hard-on. As he quickly glanced over his shoulder at them before sitting down, Gabriella suddenly leant forward and opened her mouth around his hard cock.

Mike gasped as she put her hand around the base of his shaft, her mouth spread wide around his cock as it slowly slipped back and forth between her lips. She held him firmly, sucking and licking him all the way from his balls to the tip of his cock, scooping pre-cum from his slit into her mouth.

"Mmm," she grinned. "Get in!"

Mike sat down in the hottub, feeling the water jets blasting every inch of him. Gabriella sat back on the plastic seat and extended her right leg up out of the water.

"Suck my toes, Mike," she said, her painted toes landing on Mike's lips, which he quickly opened. 

Her beautiful wet toes slid into his mouth as he held her smooth ankle with his right hand. At first he concentrated on her big toe, sucking it as deep into his mouth as he could get it, then her second and third toes, then her fourth and pinkie toes, making her squirm and laugh. He saw that her right hand was underwater and she was masturbating while his tongue explored between her toes, making his cock surge with desire. He opened wide his mouth and easily slipped all five beautiful toes inside, almost up to the middle of her foot, making her gasp.

She sat back and Mike suddenly felt her left foot against the base of his shaft . She pushed her right foot even deeper into his mouth, making his mouth even wider, feeling his tongue slide between her toes.

"Mmm," she purred, "I want to feel that cock between my toes, Mike."

Gabriella spread her toes wide and began to firmly foot-fuck him in the hottub. Lubricated by the warm water, she effortlessly accommodated his engorged cock head between her first and second toes and was wanking him back and forth, teasing his foreskin up and down, steadily driving him to climax, her fingers in her pussy all the while.

Just as he was about to shoot his load, Gabriella started to cum. The noises she made went undetected by the two men in the room, but just barely. She seemed to shriek, but quietly, and it was the first time Mike had ever heard such a sound, and he was unsure if the sudden pink tinge on her face was from this powerful orgasm now ripping through her cunt or from being in the hot water for too long. She suddenly pulled her foot from his mouth and freed his cock from between her wet toes.

"Wow...!" she sighed, seemingly lightheaded. "It's been a long time since a man has made me cum like that!"

Mike didn't know what to say. He quickly thought of something.

"Mmmm, don't stop," he begged. "I'm so close..!"

Gabriella grinned at him. She stood up.

"Well then," she replied, "you're going to have to make yourself cum and think about my toes in your mouth and around your cock, aren't you?"

The fucking cock tease, Mike thought to himself as she climbed up out of the hottub. He had to cum! Why wasn't she now sucking his sperm from between her toes, cleaning her gorgeous feet with that skilled mouth of hers? Fuck! He'd been nothing more than her disposable sextoy. Not that he minded, of course, but now his balls were groaning and he had to make himself orgasm for the good of his sanity.

Gabriella lay back down on her sun lounger and reclined once more while Mike climbed up out of the jacuzzi. He picked up his towel and headed for the locker room. He was pleased to see that it was empty and, hanging up his towel, he climbed back into the shower to masturbate urgently, still savouring the flavour of Gabriella's toes in his mouth. His cock was rock hard again in seconds and just as he was about to ejaculate, a woman spoke.

"You fucking pervert!" the Swedish receptionist said. She was holding open the shower curtain and watching Mike, erect prick in hand. "I was watching you with that slut in the hottub!"

"I...." Mike stammered..."Sh—She!...."

The Swedish girl had been mopping the floor while the changing room had been empty and Mike hadn't spotted her behind the lockers at the far end.

"So you like to suck fucking toes, uh?" the girl said. "Get on the floor! " she barked, pointing at the corner of the shower, "Get on your back! GET DOWN NOW!" 

Mike did as he was commanded, sitting down as the hot water sprayed down onto him, then lying back against the tiled wall of the shower. His erection bumped against his stomach as he lay back, and he saw the girl kicking off her flip flops.

She climbed into the shower, her white t-shirt getting soaked through. Mike delighted at the sight of her nipples through the cotton. She removed her shirt and slid her shorts down her legs, exposing her beautiful Swedish cunt. She sat opposite Mike. 

"Now," she said, "you'll suck my toes!"

She slapped his face with her right foot, his astonished mouth already open wide for her sweet toes. He extended his tongue and eagerly licked the length of her gorgeous sole, tasting the rubber of her flip flops on her skin. Her toes disappeared into his mouth, his tongue fucking each sweet valley of her toe cleavage in turn. Quickly she withdrew her foot.

"I know what you REALLY want," she grinned, slowly wrapping her deliciously wrinkled Swedish soles around his throbbing dick.

He watched, open-mouthed as those beautiful bare feet slid up and down his hard cock while the water sprayed down over both of them. She possessed the smoothest, sexiest toes and soles which just relented to every vein and ridge of his hard cock. She had him gripped at the base of his cock while she expertly used those Swedish toes to make him cum.

Great, hot ropes of sticky sperm shot from the end of Mike's cock as the girl milked him dry. She adjusted her foot technique so that she was now stroking the most sensitive part of his cock as his cum decorated her Swedish toes and ankles. Her wet soles slid all over the epicentre of Mike's orgasm, now glistening with his semen. He noted the first great jet of cum which he had unleashed somehow managed to land between the girl's tits as she lay opposite him. 

Mike gasped, his eyes still on the girl's bare feet.

"Now," she said, sitting upright, "clean yourself up and get out of my changing area, understand?"

Again, not sure of what to say, Mike nodded. She slapped him hard as she stood up.

"Fucking pervert!"

Not sure of the bizarre occurrences of which he had just experienced, Mike decided to do what she said. He quickly showered, emptied his locker, pulled on a change of clothes and left the sauna area, the Swedish girl watching his every move.

Back in the room, he turned his laptop on. He stared at the screen for a second, the taste of toes still on his lips. He grinned. This was going to be a glowing review.