0 comments/ 40253 views/ 11 favorites The Birthday Gift: Conclusion By: Bacomicfan Kay and Amanda kept Kurt busy with their roaming feet. Kay put her two big toes in Kurt's mouth, moving them to the outer edges of it. Holding the corners of his mouth between her big and second toes, she moved her feet apart, spreading his mouth wide. Giggling, she then pulled her toes back just enough to turn them sideways, putting her big toes horizontally between his upper and lower teeth. She now had his mouth spread as wide as she could get it, and had forced it open almost an inch. Amanda saw what Kay was doing and quickly took advantage of it. Bracing the toes of her left foot on Kurt's chin, she hiked up her dress and quickly removed one thigh high fishnet stocking. With Kay holding his mouth open, Amanda then shoved her bare foot into Kurt's mouth, finally getting to play with her naked toes in his mouth. It was a tight fit, but Kurt now had seven soft little piggies in his mouth, Amanda's five and Kay's two big toes on either side of Amanda's foot. He was in sucking and licking heaven, though he had to exert quite a bit of effort to do it. Judy and Anya quickly unbuttoned Kurt's shirt and easily opened it since his jeans were now almost down around his knees. The two of them then sat alongside him on the floor. They each put one foot on Kurt, rubbing them around on his chest, shoulders, neck and face. Grinning at each other, they knew exactly what they were going to do with their other feet. Anya brought her right foot, and Judy her left, over to Kurt's crotch and began stroking his throbbing member, each with her foot on one side of it, stroking slowly up and down it's length. Kurt moaned and nearly bit Kay's and Amanda's toes. The ladies chuckled. They loved having this sexual power over him, and wanted to explore that power fully. Watching Anya and Judy stroking Kurt's cock down below her legs, Amanda got an idea. She wanted to join in the "massaging" of his penis. She took her right foot, still encased in it's fishnet thigh high, and slipped it off Kurt's face and placed it between his legs, sliding it's silky smoothness down below his testicles. While Judy and Anya stroked his erection, Amanda used her toes to stroke his sack, toying with it with her toes. Kurt was moaning around the seven wiggling toes in his mouth. Female legs were spread in all directions as curious and playful toes probed face and sex organs with glee. The girls watched with great satisfaction as Kurt's eyes rolled upward in his head, and his other head throbbed and pulsed with great interest of its own. Kay and Amanda took their feet out of Kurt's mouth, and used them to turn his head to his right, where Anya was quick to poke her toes in his mouth. Kurt's right hand came up and held Anya's foot by the ankles and he sucked her toes heartily. Kay and Amanda used their three now-unoccupied feet to hold his head to the side so Anya could get a good toe-sucking from Kurt. Holding Anya's foot, Kurt not only sucked her toes, but licked every inch he could get his tongue on. Although Anya loved the warm, wet feel of it, she was more interested in his pulsating erection. Anya took her foot out of Kurt's mouth and let it join her other foot stroking his cock. Likewise, Judy put both her feet on Kurt's rock hard shaft. Kurt now had four feet stroking his penis, squeezing it between them, toes playing with the head and soles gliding along the very tip of it. Soles and toes stroked everywhere on his penis, and Amanda made sure his testicles weren't left out. She rubbed her stockinged toes all around his scrotum very gently, teasing the base of his shaft with them as well. Kurt was now wildly sucking on Kay's russet-colored toes, Amanda's second foot occasionally barging into his hardworking mouth. As the girls stroked his muscle faster and squeezed it between their feet harder, Kurt sucked Kay's and Amanda's feet more hungrily. He was moaning fairly loudly by now, and the ladies all knew he was about to come. They stroked more insistently... faster......he sucked and licked like a wild animal. They could all tell by the tensing in his thighs and his squirming that eruption was imminent. Judy and Anya managed to point his throbbing cannon at an angle that would keep his orgasm from spraying any of them, and they stroked him for all they were worth. Licking at Kay's and Amanda's feet furiously and almost growling with foot lust, Kurt finally exploded. In spite of their careful aiming of his tool, a last minute loss of control by the ladies' feet on the shaft caused Kurt's squirting juices to go astray. Amanda had to quickly dodge to her left to avoid his discharge landing on her right arm, shoulder and breast. Kurt sprayed several very strong bursts skyward before the force of them weakened. A multitude of less powerful bursts arced upward from his penis, and the ladies watched with curiosity to see where they'd land. Eventually, the rapid fire bursts slowed....and the force of his spurting fluids ebbed to a sticky dribble. He sagged like a rag doll and could barely breathe, let alone move. After a couple of minutes, the girls all looked at each other and grinned. Then they whooped and applauded loudly, laughing and congratulating each other on a job well done. They high fived each other and raised their drink glasses in salute to each other. All Kurt could do while all this was going on, was try his very best to recover. He was only able to turn his head and look from smiling face to smiling face. And Kay had to lean down from above for him to see her. Her smiling face was upside down as she cheered his successful orgasm. But, as always, Judy was first to comment. "Way to go, Kurtie boy!" she applauded. "Quite a shower, hon," kidded Amanda, "I thought I was gonna need an umbrella!" "Mmm...quite a nice love piston ya got there, cutie," added Anya. And Kay grinned from ear to ear and said, "Damn, that was fun!" Amidst the clinking of glasses and the high fives and the gleeful joking, one by one the girls noticed that Kurt needed a break. He still sat with all the strength of Raggedy Andy, and his eyes were still glazed, though clearing. His hair was sticking out in every direction, his face was extremely red and irritated and his lips looked sore, if not downright swollen....but he was smiling like a schoolboy in love. When his senses began to creep back to him, Kurt realized that his naked manhood was lying there, still semi-engorged, on his lap for all the world to see. The redness in his face increased, not so much from soreness now, but from embarrassment. He started to fumble with his briefs and pants, lifting his hips to pull them up. Anya and Judy quickly grabbed his arms, and Amanda plopped her feet, one bare and one still in the fishnet hose, squarely on top of his chubby joystick, keeping him from "putting it away". "Oh, no, you don't, Kurt," Amanda warned with that shaking finger again, "You get to play with our feet, and we get to play with that. Those are the new rules of this party. You get piggies....we get sausage. Right, girls?" "Oh, yeah....very, very correct," agreed Anya, "and I, for one, am not finished with that darling slab of beef. You see...." she began, and then leaned to whisper in Kurt's ear, "I want you to massage my feet with it later...ok, hun?" She nibbled his earlobe and then gently kissed it. Kurt's eyes widened and his temples started to pound. He looked at Anya, who licked her lips and then reached down under Amanda's still penis-blocking feet, and grabbed Kurt's softening rod and gave it a quick stroke or two, showing she wasn't the least bit shy about using Kurt's cock for all sorts of fun. Kurt blushed again, but smiled. He was about to agree, when the other girls, who weren't able to hear Anya's whispered request, all started demanding to know what Anya had whispered to Kurt. As bold as you please, Anya announced her intention to have Kurt massage her feet with his penis. Again the girls laughed and whooped, all giving Anya the high five again. "But for now," said Amanda, "I think we could all use a break. I've got a few snacks and such. I'll go get them. Kurt, you haven't had anything to drink, yet. What would you like, now that you have a chance to use that mouth on something other than our feet?" Kurt laughed a bit shyly and said, "I'll take whatever beer you have on hand." "Coming right up," Amanda replied, already on her way to the fridge. Kurt tried again to pull up his pants, but this time Judy's and Anya's feet flew into his lap to stop him. "Now,now, Kurt...none of that." said Anya. "Besides, Kurtie," grinned Judy, "you break isn't going to be that long." Her eyes twinkled with impish delight. Kurt's attention remained fixed on Anya and Judy, who decided to keep their feet in his lap, playing with his now flaccid muscle for their amusement. As they continued to play with it, it inflated somewhat, which got the girls' attention immediately and they flicked at it more than ever with their toes. Kurt could only look around the room in embarrassment. Since his attention had been on the two ladies on either side of him, and their feet in his lap, Kurt never noticed that Kay had gone with Amanda to get the refreshments and snacks. Shortly, the two of them came back from the kitchen. Amanda handed Kurt his nice cold beer, and Kay started putting various snacks on the coffee table. Aside from some large, pitted olives in a party dish, the "snacks" were odd to say the least...and looking from grinning face to grinning face, Kurt knew something was up yet again. He eyed the women suspiciously and they knew the jig was up. All four of them tried to hold back the laughter, but they were feeling pretty buzzed about now from the drinks. They laughed so hard they snorted through their noses when they tried to hold it back. The laughter was infectious, and Kurt couldn't keep from laughing himself, but he still wondered what was up. He watched as Kay laid out the "snacks". First was a package of twinkies, which Kay opened and placed on a paper plate. Next, Amanda put down on the table a tub of whipped cream and a small container of strawberry sauce, followed by Kay's placement of a squirt bottle of chocolate syrup between them. Kurt stared at the odd "snacks" and all sorts of things were going through his mind. Tonight was the first time he'd experienced just how devious and uninhibited these ladies were, and he figured that now almost anything could happen. He breathed a brief sigh of relief when he saw the chips and pretzels, but he was quickly informed that those were for the girls. In honor of his birthday, Kurt's snacks were going to be very special, not dull old, run-of-the-mill snacks like chips and pretzels. So, Kurt waited. He wasn't really nervous, because he knew that whatever it was, it was surely going to be fun. And, as he expected, his wait was short. "The birthday cake was my idea," beamed Kay,"We have all the ingredients to make you a nice cake. We have the twinkies, some strawberry sauce, chocolate syrup and whipped cream. From those four things we're going to build you your very own birthday cake. And all four of us are going to help make it." "But, first," said Amanda, "we're going to have a little fun with my idea.....the olives....aren't we, girls?" They giggled a bit, and Kurt had an idea what might be coming...he just wasn't completely sure. "Okay, now, Kurt," said Amanda, proud of her idea, "we're going to feed the olives to you...all of us...but you have to eat them off our toes." She couldn't contain herself and laughed again, taking still another sip of her drink. She handed Kurt the party dish full of the large, pitted olives. She then sat down next to him and held up her legs, wiggling her toes in front of him. She said, "Take an olive and put it on my middle toe....then eat it off my toe." Kurt laughed so hard he almost cried. When he looked up at Amanda, she wiggled her toes again and said, "I'm waiting..." Kurt plunged his right hand into the dish of olives and pulled one out. He turned it so the pit opening was toward Amanda, then held her foot by the toes, using his fingers to slightly spread them. He put the olive's hole on the tip of her toe and twisted it back and forth until it slowly slipped onto her middle toe. He pushed it down over the toe as far as it would go. He then held her foot in both hands and leaned forward and ate the olive off of her toe. The girls again laughed and applauded. Kurt licked the olive juice off Amanda's toe and then grabbed another olive. This time he put it on her second toe, and then another on her middle, fourth, and pinkie toes. He tried to put one one her big toe too, but it split in four different directions and fell apart. Still, he licked the juice off of her toe for her. No sense being a slob, he thought with amusement. He ate the four olives off of her toes, and while he was licking the remaining dribbling olive juice off of them, he suddenly realized that he had three other pairs of feet waiting to feed him olives....and then Amanda's other foot, suddenly minus the hose, was also ready to feed him. Kurt ended up eating the entire dish of olives, twisting olives onto painted toes and then sucking them right back off, his tongue always refusing to leave the messy juice on their toes. He went from foot to foot, lady to lady, until every olive was gone. He sat back, happy as a lark, and waited to see about his birthday cake. He licked his lips just imagining what it was going to be like. "Ok, ladies," said Kay, "let's put together Kurt's birthday cake for him." "Now, Kurt, we're going to give you your birthday cake. But, before we do, those pants are going to have to come off. After all, this could get messy," he was informed by a grinning Kay. He looked down at his jeans, which already had some olive juice drips on them, and sighed. He didn't see any point in false modesty at this point. It's not like the girls hadn't seen his private parts already anyway. It turned out his pondering the situation was unnecessary anyway. Before he had time to think about more than olive juice drips, Anya and Amanda were already at work removing his shoes and tossing them aside. Judy and Kay then yanked his pants and underwear down his thighs and calves, and from about mid-calf Anya and Amanda finished the removal. Leaving the completion of the pants stripping to the other two, Judy and Kay then finished taking Kurt's opened shirt off. Kay then slid down to Kurt's feet to finish up his disrobement, removing his socks...and she couldn't resist tickling Kurt's bare tootsies, bringing laughter from them all. Now Kurt was sitting on the floor in all his naked glory. The girls were all on their knees looking at him. Then the four of them looked at each other, grinning. "Will you just look at that," said Anya, "I don't think Kurt's happy to see us anymore." "Well, I'm insulted," Amanda said with mock indignation. "Why so limp, Kurtie?" chided Judy, "four sexy ladies not enough to get your plumbing primed?" "Geez, ladies," Kurt kidded, "didn't I just make Amanda duck for cover not too long ago?" "Sure," Anya commented, with a sad face, "but what have you done for us lately?" "Well," chimed Kay, "I know what'll get Kurt to salute us all again....some nice, tasty birthday cake. That'll do the trick, won't it, Kurt?" "Well..........I'm not sure cake will light my cigar.......but........." Kurt smiled, knowing better. "Oh, I'm sure this one will. Ready, ladies? Shall we give Kurt his cake...and see if we can't get that beef stick of his pumped up again?" The girls chuckled with glee again and became a blur of motion. Kurt just watched, another broad smile crossing his face. The four women moved the coffee table back away from him, putting it up against the sofa. Kurt remained seated on the floor, with his back to the loveseat, not knowing what he was supposed to do, if anything at all. Apparently, the girls didn't need him to do anything. They did it all. So, he waited, naked and expectant, a thousand emotions rolling in his brain....all of them good. The ladies then each grabbed a "snack" from the coffee table, each woman laughing as she did. Kay had the paper plate with the two twinkies on it, Amanda had the squeeze bottle of chocolate syrup, Anya the tub of whipped cream and Judy playfully wiggled the strawberry sauce at him. They sat in a semicircle around the bewildered but expectant Kurt. They purposely just sat there a bit, enjoying Kurt's confused, smiling face. Then the ladies all looked back and forth at each other again, and Kay proclaimed, "Ladies, are you ready? It's time to begin! The birthday boy must have his cake.......and eat it too!" This brought knowing chuckles all around. With that, Kay placed the plate with the twinkies on it in front of her on the floor. She put one foot on each twinkie and squished them under her toes. She wiggled her toes all around, forcing the crushed twinkies between her toes. The cream filling squirted up and out between several of Kay's toes, and when she was done there was cake and cream filling covering every possible inch of her toes. At this point, Kurt had a very good idea what was coming. He next looked at Judy, who was likewise wiggling her toes, pouring strawberry sauce all over them. Then came Amanda, whose wiggling feet were on the floor, toes up, as she squirted chocolate syrup all over her toes, until they looked like ten wiggling tootsie rolls (the pun not escaping Kurt). Last was Anya, who had opened the tub of whipped cream and had it on the floor in front of her. She pushed both feet into it and moved them around. When they came out of the cream-filled tub, they were so coated with whipped cream that she had to wipe some off with her hand. When she did, she leaned forward and let Kurt lick it off her fingers. "Well, ladies, we seem to all be ready," Kay said matter-of-factly, and then to Kurt, "Honey, it's time for your cake. Open wide....here it comes." Kurt laughed and when he did his mouth opened...and that was all the opening the girls needed. Kay's twinkie-covered feet shot like rockets to Kurt's open mouth. One foot scored a direct hit and instantly sunk into his mouth almost to its middle. The other ended up alongside his nose, smearing twinkie cream all over his face. Kay was beside herself with laughter, but Kurt's chuckles were cut short by Kay's twinkie-toes. Kay wiggled her foot in Kurt's mouth until he finally started sucking on it, and licking the cake and cream off of it. She then removed her foot enough from his mouth to squeeze her other foot,at least three toes worth, into it alongside the other. Kurt licked and sucked the cake and cream, holding her feet by the heels. Kay then slipped her feet out of his mouth entirely so he could lick all over with his tongue. Kay looked over at Judy, whose feet were covered with the first of the cake's toppings...the strawberry sauce. Giggling, Judy's feet imitated Kay's torpedo attack on Kurt's mouth. Since Kurt was busy licking Kay's creamy foot, Judy's first foot slipped in under Kay's foot and before he knew it, Kurt was tasting strawberry instead of cream filling. When Kurt turned to start licking Judy's foot, Kay and Judy each shoved one foot into Kurt's mouth at the same time. Half his mouth had wiggling strawberry in it, the other half twinkie. Then Judy and Kay used those feet to spread his mouth open, making poor Kurt's eyes bulge. They looked over at Amanda, and topping number two. Squeezing her chocolate-covered toes into Kurt's mouth between Judy's and Kay's feet, Amanda soon felt Kurt's tongue licking chocolate from between her toes. Kurt's mouth was getting pretty full by now, but the girls felt there would be room for at least part of another foot. Besides, his cake still needed it's whipped cream. The Birthday Gift: Conclusion Moving their feet around as best they could, Judy, Amanda and Kay tried to make room for Anya. She managed to find a small opening between Amanda's chocolate toes and Judy's strawberry ones. In went her foot. Once all four feet were in Kurt's almost stretched out mouth, the toes wiggled in full force. Kurt now had his birthday cake in the form of happy feet. Cake, strawberry, chocolate and whipped cream. And all of that tasted almost as good as the delicious feet they were smeared on. But, the girls each had another foot, so at first they tried alternating sweet-covered feet in Kurt's mouth, and he didn't resist a bit. Feet were exchanged and switched at a dizzying pace. But it took time to lick and suck the tasty tootsies, so the ladies decided to play while he ate his cake. Before he knew it, there were sticky toes and soles playing all over Kurt's face. While feet were being moved in and out of his mouth at will, still other delicious peds were rubbing cake, strawberry sauce, chocolate syrup and whipped cream all over his face. Mischievously, they even smeared the sticky substances into his hair. By the time they were done playing, Kurt's face and hair were covered with his "cake." And there were dribbles and globs of sticky stuff on his neck, shoulders, chest and legs, too...and a paraticularly enticing splotch of chocolate on his penis.........which the ladies, especially Amanda, noticed with a gleam in their eyes. Amanda's eyes widened and she licked her lips. She then looked up at the other girls and grinned. Having a few drinks in her, Amanda was just a bit more uninhibited than usual, and the site of Kurt's chocolate-spattered cock standing erect and throbbing made her tongue come out of her mouth and her mind reel in lust. She reached for the chocolate syrup, and while Kurt was busy with sticky feet all over his face, Amanda squeezed the bottle over his manhood until his erection looked like a chocolate covered banana. Next, bending her legs at the knees so she could keep getting her toes sucked, she leaned down and slipped Kurt's chocolate penis between her lips, taking the head into her mouth, and started slowly licking the chocolate off of it. Anya, Judy and Kay were taken completely by surprise. They even stopped their sticky feet attack on Kurt's face as they watched in wide-eyed and open-mouthed amazement as Amanda's tongue started licking below the head and all the way down the shaft. Although they'd stopped rubbing their feet on Kurt's face, those feet were still in his face, just not moving. His vision was still blocked by toes and soles of various shapes and sizes, so he still couldn't see much...but Kurt could feel the moist warmth of Amanda's mouth sliding up and down on him, and her wet tongue circling his muscle. Since his eyes saw nothing but feet, he couldn't tell who it was. So, naturally, he decided to look.....even if only to know who to thank later. But the ladies came out of their trances and immediately pushed Kurt back with their feet, and started smearing his face again as they continued to watch Amanda take his pulsating rod deep into her mouth and throat. Anya watched Amanda's actions with great interest, and decided to help out a bit. Seeing that much of the chocolate had already slipped down Amanda's throat or dribbled to the floor, she waited until Amanda began to concentrate her licking and sucking on Kurt's head, and then she squeezed more chocolate onto his shaft. Amanda looked up at Anya and smiled, even with Kurt still in her mouth. But Anya wasn't done yet. She grabbed four fingers full of whipped cream and slid them down under Kurt's chocolate cock and smeared the whipped cream all around his testicles. First she gently rubbed the cream all around his scrotum, and then scooped up a second handful of cream and put a thicker coating on it. "Thought you might like some whipped cream, too," she whispered to the bobbing head of Amanda. The sensation of a mouth surrounding and squeezing his erection while fingers smeared whipped cream on his sack, made Kurt dizzy. Add to that the playful feet in his face, and he was lucky he remained conscious. Silently rooting Amanda on, the other three ladies kept up their foot play on Kurt's face. While Amanda's mouth moved faster and faster at his crotch, and her tongue enjoyed his cream-covered testicles, Kurt licked sweet-tasting feet for all he was worth. Chocolate, strawberry, cake and whipped cream mingled in Kurt's mouth, and Kay even mashed whatever crumbs of the twinkies were still on the plate with her toes and kept shoving them into his mouth with her feet. He happily sucked every crumb off of her sticky toes. The ladies kept replenishing their toe sauces, syrups and cream to keep Kurt busy while Amanda enjoyed her own sweet treat. Finally, Amanda's mouth sliding up and down his rod, and her fingers playing just behind his sticky testicles, got to be more than Kurt could bear....and another eruption was only seconds away. This time, the ladies, though they all kept up their activities, all moved to the side to avoid the sperm shower. It turns out, however, that ducking away wasn't necessary as Amanda had no intention of taking Kurt out of her mouth when he came. Apparently, she enjoyed more kinds of cream than just whipped. Then it happened. With delicious feet all over his face and Amanda's hot mouth taking in every inch of his throbbing love-muscle, Kurt could hold back no longer. His orgasm was so strong he lifted his butt off the floor when it happened, but Amanda stayed with him, and didn't miss a beat. As he exploded into her mouth, she stroked him with one hand and gently squeezed his testicles with the other. Kay shoved her toes into Kurt's open mouth and enjoyed the feeling as he gently bit them. Amanda squeezed every last drop from him, and he eventually slumped in exhaustion yet again. When Anya, Judy and Kay finally took their feet out of Kurt's face, he looked down to see Amanda licking the last few drops off of his glistening head. Amanda sat up smiling, licking her lips. Kurt smiled back at her. The other three ladies grinned at Amanda, and then finally started applauding and whooping it up again. They high-fived her and hugged her and made all sorts of comments on what had just happened, among them, "I don't believe you just went ahead and did that." from Kay, "You've got guts, kiddo." from Anya, and from the ever succinct Judy, "You are such a slut, girl. That was fantastic! I'm so envious." Then, Judy looked at the obviously exhausted Kurt and added, "You are going to be so drained by the time you leave here." and shook her head and left it at that. But her grin was the very definition of lascivious. While Kurt sat there regaining his composure, the four cohorts in crime laughed at his sticky, disheveled hair and sweet-coated face and body. He was a mess....but he -and they- had never laughed so much in their lives. And Kurt, panting and listening to the slowly waning pounding of his heart, had never had such forceful orgasms before....ever! Amanda got up and fetched another round of drinks. They all talked briefly, but Anya was looking at the clock nervously...seemingly upset. When the others, including Kurt, noticed this, they asked her why she seemed upset. "Well," she confessed, "I was hoping to get my feet massaged with Amanda's lollipop there," she sighed, pointing between Kurt's legs, "but so far all I've got is sticky feet. It's not easy to massage feet that are all sticky. How am I going to get my massage?" "Ahh." said Amanda, "I've already planned for that. Since we've been so nice to Kurt here, he's going to return the favor." At that, she got up and went to the bathroom. She returned carrying a large round bin, a towel, and soap. "Kurt's going to give us all a nice, warm foot bath. And when he's done, then you'll get your dickie-massage, Anya." She almost slurred the word "massage", but managed to control her wayward tongue at the last instant. She winked at Anya as if to say, "See? I take care of you, don't I?" Anya winked back and felt her heart racing with anticipation. By this time, Kurt knew better than to argue. Besides, he'd enjoyed everything so far, so who was he to look a gift horse in the mouth. When Amanda set down the bin, he could see it was about half full with water. The girls gleefully sat around it and put their feet in the water, splashing playfully. Then Amanda handed Kurt the towel and soap and said, "Get to it, Kurt. Get 'em all squeaky clean. Don't spare the elbow grease, either." The ladies laughed and splashed, waiting for Kurt to wash their sticky feet. Kurt had no idea where to begin. Then, looking at his hands, he realized that was a good place to start. From holding the ladies' feet and licking up his "cake," his hands and arms were covered with twinkie and the various sweet toppings. He leaned over the tub and washed his hands, all the while the playful ladies splashing him with their feet in the water. He then said, "Ok, who's first?" His face was beaming a smile bright enough to illuminate a football stadium. Kay's feet shot up so quick that Kurt had to lunge backwards to avoid his lips getting mashed by her anxious tootsies. Her wet feet dripped water and twinkie, though there wasn't much twinkie left thanks to Kurt's tongue. They were also splotched in chocolate, strawberry and whipped cream, since the women's feet had all played so closely together on Kurt's all too happy face. In fact, all the girls'feet had all the sweets on them for the very same reason. All four pairs of feet were going to need alot of hard work and perseverance on Kurt's part....and he wouldn't have it any other way....nor would they. Having dodged Kay's warp-speed tootsies, Kurt now leaned forward again and took one of her sexy feet in his hands and dipped it down into the warm water. He rinsed her foot and then briefly let go of it. He took the soap in his hands and worked up a good lather, and then lifted her foot again and rubbed his soapy hands all over it. He figured he'd kill two birds with one stone and so he massaged the soap into her foot as he scrubbed the soft flesh free of sticky birthday cake. Kay laid back on the floor and shut her eyes, letting Kurt rub-a-dub-dub her foot while he lathered it up and got it squeaky clean, as Amanda had said. He gave her a thorough foot rub, working the soap between her toes and all over her foot. He even had to bathe about half of her calf, due to the exuberance with which she, and the other ladies, had fed him his cake. Kay was lying on the floor, eyes shut, tongue hanging out from between contented lips, sighing and purring like a kitten. Kurt took his time bathing Kay's foot, enjoying the pleasure he was giving her. When it was "squeaky clean", he moved on to her other foot, and did the same for it, rub by soothing rub. And from there the smiling Kurt continued to bathe foot after lovely foot....all eight of them. He actually got semi-erect just from bathing their feet and watching the contented smiles cross their faces as his firm hands massaged and cleansed their feet. He loved that he was finally doing something that really felt good to them.....that they could enjoy as they'd given him so much pleasure tonight. So, he really made it as soothing as he could for each and every one of them. After he washed every nook and cranny of every heel, sole and toe, Kurt took one foot at a time and slowly and gently buffed it dry with the towel, making sure to dry every toe and the spaces between them. Then, satisfied, he sat back, staring at the eight contented - and sparkling clean - tootsies. But those contented looks turned quickly to evil grins.....and Kurt braced himself. The girls stood up and advanced on the still sitting Kurt. Unknown to him, Amanda had hidden four washcloths behind her back as when she had sat down. As the ladies advanced on him, she handed one to each lady and they bent to dip them in the water. Kurt smiled as they got down on their knees around him and passed the soap from eager hand to eager hand. "Your turn, Kurt," said Amanda, "You're a sloppy mess." And with that, four pairs of hands and four soapy, scrubbing washcloths scoured Kurt from his forehead down to his knees. He just sat there and enjoyed the warm bath, grinning like the Cheshire Cat. Before Kurt had a chance to protest or brace himself, Amanda and Anya each grabbed one of his thighs and spread his legs. The two girls re-dipped their washcloths in the water and started lathering them up. Kurt chuckled and started to close his legs, but Kay and Judy were quick to help out, holding Kurt's legs while Amanda and Anya got a good lather going on the washcloths. But then, since Kurt's legs were being held fast and he was vulnerable, Amanda and Anya looked at each other, their wicked grins rivaling even that of the Grinch. The two girls tossed their washcloths into the tub and then each took turns hand-rubbing the soap all over Kurt's crotch. Kurt was laughing so hard he began to tear. Then Kay and Judy were given turns at soaping up Kurt's engorging manhood. But, in the end, it was Amanda who insisted on giving Kurt's groin it's bath. She washed his entire penis and scrotum, lathering up all the curly hairs, and even rubbing soap behind his sack. When his soapy tool began to get still firmer, Amanda lathered up her hands really good and slowly rubbed the soap up and down his hardening cock. "I feel personally responsible for this messy old thing, Kurt," Amanda said, "seeing as how I poured that sticky chocolate all over it before. So, I'm gonna get it all nice and clean for you. You don't mind, do you?" "Um......heh......uh...oh,yeah......um........not at all. Scrub away," Kurt panted, trying to smile while biting his lip. Judy and Anya sat on either side of Kurt and started whispering things in his ear, telling him how good he was at sucking their toes, how much they enjoyed him licking between their toes, how soft his face was when they rubbed their feet in it.....teasing him, helping Amanda get his love muscle pumped. Then, Kurt felt his throbbing penis being rinsed, Amanda using one of the wet washcloths to clean off the soap. She leaned over and whispered something to Anya, who squealed with delight and then left Kurt's side. He then felt a thump behind him as Anya jumped onto the loveseat. He opened his eyes. He looked down to see Kay was washing his feet and calves with a wet washcloth. Judy was still teasingly whispering in his ear, and Amanda had begun drying off his pulsating rod with the towel. "Now, Kurt," said Amanda, "your dickie is all nice and clean. And Anya's feet are all nice and clean,too. So, it's time the two....or...hahahah.....three of them should meet. Anya wants you to massage her feet with your cock. So, do be a gentleman and give her a nice foot massage, okay? She's been really nice to you, after all...and very, very patient." With that, Kay finished drying off Kurt's feet and Judy and Amanda grabbed his arms, helping him off the floor. His butt was numb from sitting so long, but when he stood his member had no such problem. As he stood completely up, his rock hard erection was pointing directly ahead, and Amanda couldn't help but stroke it a few times playfully. The ladies turned Kurt around, whereupon he saw Anya lying on her stomach on the loveseat, her calves and feet extended over the far arm of it. They led Kurt to the side of the loveseat, where Anya's feet were dangling in expectation of their weenie-rub. Kurt looked down at Anya's soft, clean feet and smiled. She looked back up at him and wiggled her feet impatiently. "Well," she said, stretching her foot out until her toes tapped the head of Kurt's throbbing tool, "c'mon, foot boy....you have some feet to rub here." She stretched her foot a little further and ran her toes all along his shaft, causing Kurt to moan and shut his eyes. From behind, Amanda pushed Kurt forward, closer to Anya's feet. When she did, Kurt laughed and mentioned that his ass was numb. "Oh, well, we can't have that," snickered Amanda, and she started rubbing his cheeks with her hands while Anya's foot did the same to his penis. Kurt stood there between stroking hands and feet for a minute or two, until he decided he should get to it and massage Anya's feet. He took his throbbing member in one hand, and one of Anya's feet in the other. He stroked his penis all around her heel and along the sides of her foot, raising her leg up a little so he could rub the head all around her ankles. Anya was sighing and smiling from ear to ear. Kurt then turned sideways a little, putting the shaft of his penis across the sole of Anya's foot. He pressed it hard into her sole, and then rubbed it from her toes to her heel, and back again, several times, very slowly. Next, he rubbed the head and top third of his cock in small circles on the sole of her foot. Anya continued to smile, torn between closing her eyes and watching the fun. Kurt was getting hotter and hotter. He rubbed the head into the base of her toes, even sticking a small portion of it between her toes as best he could. While his cock entertained her toes, he used any spare fingers to rub the sole of her foot. He wanted this to feel good to her. Next, he lifted her foot and used his head and shaft to gently rub her instep, moving around to the sides of her foot again. And he just got hotter. Leaving his penis for a moment, Kurt lowered Anya's foot again and slid the sole under his testicles. Starting at the toes, he slowly slid his sack all along the sole of her foot, from toes to heel and back. He did this very slowly, rocking his hips forward and back, massaging her sole with his testicles, the tiny pubic hairs adding a new sensation to her massage....and the slow rubbing of his boys with her foot making him harder than ever. He was now biting his own tongue just to keep from ejaculating on Anya's foot. Anya not only enjoyed the sensation of his hairy scrotum sliding along her sole, but she could sense Kurt's impending orgasm and she was so excited that she at one point found herself playing with her own nipples through her clothing as she stared at his rigid manhood as it caressed her foot. Anya sighed, "Do you know what I want, Kurt?" Kurt didn't reply right away, lost in the feel of sole stroking his genitals. "Kurt, baby...I want something from you." "And.......that......would.......be.....?" he huffed. "I'd like you to cum on my feet and massage it in....as if it were foot lotion. Would you do that for me? Hmmm.........Kurt.....pretty please?" Since Kurt was almost there anyway, he puffed, "Sure, baby, no problem." Kurt kept rubbing Anya's feet, alternating both her feet on his erection and testicles, getting closer to orgasm by the second. Amanda helped him along by squeezing and fondling his no longer numb buttocks, even reaching down between his legs and stroking his testicles from behind. As she did so, her fingers occasionally encountered Anya's wiggling and flexing toes there as well. Kurt was leaning against the arm of the loveseat, his legs spread as wide as he could get them, holding both Anya's feet by their insteps and rubbing the soles on his cock and testicles. Anya's toes played gleefully with his shaft and sack, driving him completely insane. Finally, Kurt couldn't hold back any longer. When Anya heard his moan and felt the first squirt of semen on her foot, she quickly squeezed his penis between the toes of her two feet, making sure his spurting load landed on the soles of her feet. Kurt bucked his hips as he came, Amanda still stroking between his legs from behind and Anya's toes wiggling just enough to stimulate him further. Even though he'd had several climaxes already tonight, Kurt must've sent a dozen or more thick streams of fluid onto Anya's feet. When he was done, gasping and groaning, he slumped a bit and leaned forward, bracing his tired thighs against the arm of the loveseat. His head was spinning and he was delightfully weak, but he was still aware enough to notice the shiny white cream splattered thickly all over Anya's soft, pretty soles. The Birthday Gift: Conclusion "Quick, Kurt, honey.....rub it into my feet before it liquefies. Use that wonderful dick of yours." Gathering his strength, Kurt leaned back and took his penis in hand. It was still almost completely hard, so he used it to rub his semen into Anya's feet. She was beside herself with joy, barely able to contain squeals of joy and childlike giggles. "Oh, God, that feels wonderful, Kurt! I love it! Don't stop!" He didn't. He rubbed his slowly deflating muscle all over her feet, spreading the sticky fluid everywhere he could. Anya could only lay on the loveseat and mumble "Oh, my God," over and over. After awhile, Kurt's overworked penis started to become too soft to massage her feet with. He set Anya's legs down on the arm of the loveseat, and walked around to sit on the loveseat at Anya's feet, lifting her legs so he could sit under them. He took her feet in his hands one at a time and did a much more thorough job of massaging his semen into them. He rubbed the fluid over every inch of her feet, until the semen was so spread out on her feet, that it no longer even seemed to be on them at all, only the lasting stickiness of it giving away its presence. Anya was cooing like a baby, not only smiling, but licking her lips and kicking her feet with joy. She sighed, "THAT was just wonderful. I've always wondered what something like that would feel like." She then rolled over onto her back and Kurt rubbed her instep and the tops of her toes a little better. She smiled up at him, sighing and stretching as if she could fall asleep right then and there. Kurt lifted each foot, smelling himself on her, and kissed both insteps and each toe before placing her feet gently onto his naked lap. "I just do not believe some of what I've seen here tonight," said Judy with a sly grin. Amanda, still wistfully remembering the feel of Kurt's ass, and wanting it back again, sighed, "I, for one, have been having a blast." "Me too," said Kay. "Mm-hmmm........." was all Anya could muster, her tongue just barely peeking from the corner of her smiling mouth. "Well," announced Amanda, "I think we could all use a break. Let's all enjoy some real snacks and have some coffee. I think I better stay away from the alcohol for the rest of the night." "Why," Kurt smiled, "you don't have to drive anywhere." "Yeah, but I can't be responsible for what I do if I drink anymore." Smiling wickedly, the three other ladies....and Kurt too, offered Amanda their drinks. "Oh, sure....TRY to get me in trouble." Amanda giggled. "We just wanna see what you might do. Could be alot of fun, right, everyone?" said the world's most wicked instigator, Judy. A truly hedonistic gleam entered Amanda's eyes, and she said, "Hmmm....maybe I WILL have just one more drink at that. But I might attack you, Kurt. Could you live with that?" "I LIKE the way you 'attack', Amanda....fix yourself another drink. Have several! Attack me all you like." The hedonistic gleam was now occupying his eyes as well. Judy, Anya and Kay exchanged knowing glances, and chuckled in the remains of their drinks. Amanda brought back a coffee for each of the other ladies, and one for Kurt. For herself, another drink. They all engaged in very animated chat, reviewing the events of the evening, making comments about it all, exchanging lewd jokes and comments...just having fun. Kurt tried twice to put his clothes back on, but the ladies would have none of it. "You don't get your clothes back until it's time to leave...so don't even bother going there," Judy stated bluntly, "we like our men naked and agreeable, so you just be a good little tootsie boy. I'm not even sure if we're done with you yet." "We're not," Amanda revealed, "there's one thing we have left to do for Kurt." She'd gotten their interest. "Well, it IS his birthday, so we have to have a toast to the birthday boy." Amanda once again strode to the kitchen. She came back with a bottle of champagne and four champagne glasses. She handed one to each lady and kept one for herself. She poured champagne into each glass. "Um....don't I get any? I AM the birthday boy." "Just a second, Kurtie," smiled Judy, "you'll see. We wouldn't leave you out." The girls all clinked their glasses together and saluted Kurt, saying happy birthdays and congratulating him, wishing him many more, etc. He was still mystified, but knew from experience with these ladies that something fun was coming. They apparently had an unending supply of imagination....of which he heartily approved. "Ok, now you, Kurt. You have to drink some champagne, too. BUT, given the theme of this party and all, you don't get to drink out of a glass," Kay could barely contain herself. Judy added, "Oh, now, that wouldn't fit this party at all, would it, ladies? Amanda, you're the hostess. Why don't you tell Kurtie here how he has to drink his champagne." Amanda sat down next to Kurt, champagne bottle in hand. She reached behind him and brought something out from just behind his head on the loveseat, delighting in the sight of his widening eyes. "It's going to take a little coordination, but if you hold real still, Kurt, we can get this right." The other girls laughed.....and Kurt couldn't help laughing right along with them. "Tilt your head back a little," she said, stifling a giggle, " and open wide." Still chuckling, Kurt leaned back and opened his mouth. Amanda held her shoe, one of the sexy red high-heeled platforms she was wearing when he showed up at the door, up to his mouth. "Now, this shoe is open, so you have to really drink fast, Kurt. I could get another pair of shoes from my closet, but I wanted to use the ones I was wearing tonight. Besides, when you first came in you seemed to like them. So, I'm going to trickle the champagne down the insole of my shoes and you have to drink it all up. Ready? Here it comes." She trickled champagne slowly down the insole of her strappy shoe. Some of the champagne spilled off to the side and down Kurt's face, but most of it flowed true into his mouth. He drank the bubbly as it trickled off the toe area of the shoe. "Ahh, how romantic," said Kay, "drinking champagne from a lady's slipper." Amanda then had him do the same with her other shoe. When she was done, she held up both shoes to Kurt and asked him if he wanted to lick up any that was left on her shoes. He happily accepted. "Hmm..." giggled Judy, "those shoes will feel interesting the next time you wear them." Amanda handed the bottle of bubbly to Anya, who filled both her 3-inch heels about a half inch full of champagne. She then sat next to Kurt and poured the liquid into his mouth from the heel of her shoe. Next, Kay did the same from her 1-inch heels, and Judy from her 4-inch heels. Judy tilted Kurt's head way back and shook every last drop out of both shoes for him to drink. When this met with whoops and hollers from the other ladies, Judy quipped, "Hey, it's gonna be bad enough wearing these things home now. The least Kurt can do is make them as comfortable as possible for me." She then turned to Kurt and said, "Do be a dear and lick as much out of my shoe as you can, please, Kurtie. As it is my feet are going to stick to them when I wear them. So if you get as much champagne out of them as possible, maybe it won't be so bad." Kurt hesitated just a second or two. Judy took one of her shoes, pushed it to his mouth, picked up one of his hands and put it on the bottom of her shoe, so he could hold it there and lick inside it. She let go of his hand and he held the shoe over his mouth. Chuckling softly and shaking his head, Kurt licked the inside of her shoe. "Oooh, such a good boy," she teased, "and do the other one when you're done, too." She ruffled his hair and cooed as if rewarding a pet. The other girls laughed, and Kay said, "Judy, you really, REALLY do have a mean streak." "What?" she feigned innocence, "Look, he loves it....don't you, Kurtie-boy?" More laughter, even from Kurt, who, yes indeed, did enjoy it. When he finished, Judy played inspector, making sure Kurt had lapped up as much champagne as possible. She tried on one shoe, worked it around on her foot, then took it off, inspecting her foot for champagne. She tisk-tisked at Kurt and pointed to a spot on her foot, alongside her big toe, that she said had champagne on it, and would he please lick it off. Kurt licked alongside her toe, making sure to thoroughly clean the imaginary spot. Judy then put the shoe back on, took it off again, checked for any more missed spots, and finally seemed satisfied. She then tried on the second shoe, this time finding two "spots" of champagne that Kurt had to lick off her foot before she was satisfied. She then tousled his hair again, and said, "Good boy." "Well, I think we've done enough for Kurt, or should I say TO him, tonight, ladies," said Kay, "What say we let his tongue and dickie rest up for awhile and call it a night?" "I AM kinda beat," said Anya, looking down at her sticky feet and smiling. "Me too," agreed Judy, still pretending to inspect her shoes, "but this was really a blast. Maybe we should do this again sometime." Then she paused to reflect. She looked at Kurt with another of her sly smiles and said, "Then again, maybe it should be just me and you next time, Kurtie. I like how you take orders...and you certainly do have a talented tongue. I might find all kinds of uses for a cooperative guy with a long-lasting tongue. Maybe next time YOU can make ME come." She winked and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. And with that, the party seemingly wound down to an end. Shoes were placed back onto pampered feet. Kay insisted Kurt put her shoes back on for her, and he did so happily, giving each luscious, painted toe a tender kiss before slipping her feet into her shoes. Anya's soles clung stickily to her shoes when she put them on, and she laughed, commenting that these would be her "favorite" shoes from now on. Only Amanda, not needing to go anywhere, left her feet bare. They all exchanged the usual post-party pleasantries. The girls hugged and kissed, making arrangements to meet the following day, asking each other about work schedules, etc. They congratulated Kurtb on his birthday, saying how much they'd enjoyed the night. When they all looked at Kurt, still naked, and smiled, he felt it might be time to get dressed. As the ladies were preparing to leave, Kurt went to get his clothes. After only two steps, Amanda's outstretched arm stopped him. "Not just yet, Kurt, honey, okay?" Kurt looked into her sexy eyes and stopped dead in his tracks. She smiled and said, "Thanks," so sweetly that Kurt would've gladly walked over hot coals to hear her talk that way again. Amanda took Kurt by the hand to the door, where the girls were making their final preparations to leave. Once there, the girls said their final good-byes to Amanda and Kurt. One by one the girls snuggled up to Kurt and whispered sly little teases in his ear, winking at him. Not only did they assure him that his fetish wasn't anything to be ashamed of, but they even said how much they got into it.....and they whispered even more to him.... "Thanks for my really special lotion, Kurt," whispered Anya,"but I might need more sometime, so keep stocked up, ok?" She brushed her lips on his cheek and winked, smiling broadly, and then left. "You are quite a foot slut, Kurt," beamed Kay, "Who knows, I just might have room in my busy schedule to keep a good foot slut around." She nibbled his cheek, kissed him lightly on the lips, and walked out the door, looking back to smile and wink also. Next came Judy, who rubbed up against Kurt seductively, nibbled his ear and whispered, "Kurtie, I'm serious. I think with a little training you could learn to worship my feet really well. I'll bet I could turn you to mush with my feet...once we're all alone. Think about it. Who knows where I might let that tongue go once it's been properly trained." She leaned into him and kissed him full on the mouth, rubbing her crotch up against his naked one. Her wink was more seductive and suggestive than any he'd ever seen. Eventually, the good-byes had been said, the festivities completed. It was almost sad to see these wonderful women leave. Kurt felt warm and finally accepted. He really cared for these ladies, and tonight had only solidified that. He turned his smiling,naked self away from the doorway and looked at Amanda. She was standing in the middle of the living room with her hand on her chin, thoughtful. "Um....let me get dressed and I'll help you clean up, Amanda." "No, I'm gonna leave that til tomorrow. Why don't you go in and take a nice shower? That bath we gave you couldn't have gotten all the stickies off you. Besides, you have champagne dripping out of your hair still." She chuckled as she playfully flicked a wisp of his sticky hair with a long fingernail. "I'm ok. You've done enough for me. I really should go. But I really would like to help you with the cleanup." "No way. You go take a nice, hot shower." Feeling he'd be imposing, Kurt said, "No, really, Amanda, I'm ok." She slowly walked up to Kurt until her body was almost brushing up against his. She looked sweetly up into his eyes and said, "Please?" in the exact same tone she'd said thanks to him earlier. He felt his brain melting. But Amanda put one final nail in his coffin. In that same heart-melting voice, she added, "If you go in and take a shower....I'll join you." Kurt was pretty exhausted by now, but Amanda's sexy smile and that dripping voice inviting herself to shower with him was starting a delicious tingle once again between his thighs. As he obediently headed toward the bathroom, he wondered whether his overworked love muscle would have the strength or stamina to please Amanda if she really was serious about joining him in the shower. Turning the corner to the bathroom, Kurt looked back and saw Amanda cleaning up. At precisely that same instant, she looked up at him also. Their eyes met and they both smiled. Amanda's eyes looked Kurt's naked body up and down, and she licked her lips. If she wasn't planning on joining him, she certainly was a great tease. Kurt entered the bathroom, flicking on the lights. He opened the shower door and turned on the water, adjusting the temperature to a comfortable setting. He pulled the valve that transferred the water from faucet to shower, and adjusted the shower nozzle to his height, testing the temperature again with his hand. He stepped into the shower and let the warm water cascade all over his still slightly sticky body. It felt great...so warm and relaxing. He reached back to close the shower door, but it wouldn't budge. Wiping water out of his eyes, he looked back to see why it wouldn't slide shut. There stood Amanda, completely naked, holding the door open. She was beauty personified. "You weren't gonna shut me out, were you, Kurt?" came that sultry voice again. "I.....well, I wasn't sure if you were serious," he forced out as his heartbeat quickened at the sight of her. "Kurt, after all that's happened here tonight, you thought I was just teasing? Shame on you." "Well, then," Kurt recovered quickly, "what's taking you so long? I'm sure you're a little sticky too. Hop right in here. There's plenty of water for both of us." "I thought you'd never ask," she replied, stepping into the stall. Kurt turned and let the water once again spray his face and chest. Suddenly, the water was no longer hitting him and he again looked to see why. He looked just in time to see Amanda's hand, reaching over his shoulder, turning the shower head to the side. He then felt her warm body pressing against his back, her hands sliding up and down his thighs. The scent of her perfume wafted to his nostrils in the hot, moist air as she leaned forward to whisper in his ear. "Yes, Kurt," she whispered, the warmth of her breath caressing his ear, "I am a little sticky....but not as sticky as I'd like to be." Kurt received the answer to his earlier question concerning the ability of his member to perform yet again. With just those few words from Amanda, it was already at three-quarters mast...and rising. Amanda giggled as her gliding hands moved from Kurt's thighs to his firm buttocks. A few long, slow rubs on his cheeks, and Kurt's flag was at full mast. Kurt turned to face Amanda, his throbbing pole slapping her thigh as he turned, and then coming to rest between her legs. They both looked down as Amanda took that erection between her legs and started moving her hips back and forth, rubbing her pubic carpet along it's shaft. They looked deeply into each others eyes and then kissed passionately. Kurt braced himself to pick Amanda up and start their lovemaking. "Oh, now, Kurt...not so fast," came that sticky sweet voice again. "You've had so many orgasms already tonight. I even kept your little man happy with my lips, didn't I?" Confused, but wary, Kurt replied, "Yes, and he was ever so grateful." "Grateful enough for you to return the favor?" she cooed again, eyes twinkling. "Ahh...I see....you want more than just your toes licked, don't you?" "Mmm...I sure do.....but I don't want your tongue just between my legs, though that's definitely where I'd like it to end up." "Hmmm....where else then?" Kurt smiled wickedly. "Just one second, and I'll show you exactly what I'd like." Amanda moved to the shower door and slid it open. She reached out and brought something into the shower. She held it up in front of Kurt. It was the squeeze bottle of chocolate syrup. Smiling, she tipped the bottle upside down and then with her other hand she brought each of Kurt's hands up from his sides and turned them palm side up. She squeezed a palmful of chocolate into each hand and then set the bottle back down outside the shower door. She moved back to Kurt, sliding up against him with her arms around his neck and his cock back between her legs. "Now," she smiled, licking her lips again, "rub the chocolate all over my ass." "Your ass?" Kurt smiled back. "Yes, my ass. I just love having my ass rubbed...or kissed...or licked. My bottom is very sensitive and I adore having all sorts of attention paid to it. But..if you'd rather not....." "Oh, no, that's fine by me. You have a wonderful ass. I'd consider myself lucky to rub it...or kiss it...or lick it. Not a problem at all. One chocolate ass coming right up." Amanda kissed Kurt passionately, forcefully shoving her tongue into his mouth. Kurt moved his hands behind her and slowly rubbed the chocolate into her smooth cheeks, alternating rubbing and squeezing them. She moaned, and Kurt tried to decide if it was from his kisses or from having the chocolate smeared on her bottom, finally concluding it was from both. After several minutes of long, sensual kissing, Amanda pulled from Kurt's embrace, playfully stroking his penis for the briefest of moments. She then turned around and braced her hands against the shower wall, bending over slowly and seductively. She wiggled her bottom at Kurt, teasing his obviously appreciative eyes. Kurt could see the circles and smears of chocolate where he'd caressed her buns. "Hungry, Kurt? Want a little more chocolate for your birthday? Mmmm....you rubbed so nice. Now let's see if your tongue feels as good on my fanny as it did on my toes." Kurt's eyes were literally bulging as he got down on his knees and approached that chocolate tush. Amanda gave another teasing wiggle or two, giggling. Kurt stared at that luscious behind. He brought his hands up and placed them on her hips, squeezing gently. "Kurt, dear, I hope you're not going to just stare at it all night." she laughed. Then, to urge him on, she lifted one foot and started stroking his erection with it. Kurt moaned this time. Amanda bent down a little further, so that her bottom pushed back a little bit, diminishing the distance between Kurt's face and her The Birthday Gift: Conclusion backside to less than two inches. With Amanda's twin globes so close to his face, Kurt was all but drooling. He looked up at Amanda who was already looking down at him. "What are you waiting for, Kurt? It's not going to lick itself." With that, she again lifted her foot and stroked his penis. Kurt's head shot forward and his tongue rushed out of his mouth to begin licking Amanda's chocolate derriere. He slowly licked every inch of both cheeks. Amanda loved the feel of his warm, wet tongue on her bottom, enjoying every second of it thoroughly. She enjoyed it so much that she ended up giving Kurt's tongue a moving target as she squirmed in her pleasure. Kurt licked up every chocolate drop and smear. Even after the chocolate was completely gone, he continued to lick her luscious globes. He fondled them, he kissed them, he nibbled on them...he even placed his mouth here and there and sucked gently on her sticky buns. All the while Amanda wiggled and sighed against the shower wall. Kurt kept licking and sucking on Amanda's bottom because it not only made Amanda feel good, but because it pleased him as well. And she had done so much for him tonight that he felt he was going to damn well do anything in his power to return that favor. Amanda kept switching feet, rubbing first one, then the other on Kurt's throbbing penis. And as he licked her sweet behind, he started to stroke his hands gently up and down along her inner thighs. He allowed his hands to just barely brush against her mound as he did so, and as time went on that silky mound became more and more moist, and not from the humidity in the air. By the time he started gently stroking her mound, it was dripping wet. At one point Kurt's mouth was adoring one of her cheeks, one hand was caressing and fondling the other, and his other hand was playfully entering her love nest. It was all he could do to keep up with her squirming. And he loved that he was pleasing her so much. "Oh, my God, Kurt...I can't stand it. This feels so great!" Kurt didn't stop to reply. He just kept licking and stroking. Suddenly, Amanda pulled her bottom away from him. She stood up briefly and instantly turned around to face him. She leaned back against the wall and quickly spread her legs wide, putting one foot up on the shower safety handle. Her hands shot out and grabbed Kurt's head, her fingers twisting into his hair, pulling his face into her nest. "Oh, God, Kurt......lick me......eat me now!" He really didn't seem to have much choice since Amanda had a death grip on his head and was literally mashing his face into her pussy. But, had he been given the choice, his head would be in exactly the same place anyway. With his fingers, Kurt spread Amanda's pouting sex lips wide. He buried his face in her mound and kissed and licked it for all he was worth. He savored the taste of every luscious pink fold, sucking the juices out of her and licking wherever he could get his tongue to lick. Amanda pushed herself against his face, undulating her hips, using Kurt's willing face for her pleasure. Kurt allowed her to use his face as she wished, licking and sucking her whenever he could as she thrust herself into his face. Several times he managed to lick up inside her love canal, and it caused her to shudder and moan. But mostly she was grinding herself into his face, and a few times it seemed to Kurt as if Amanda was using his nose to stimulate her clit. He was amused at this, but made no effort to stop anything she wanted to do. Amanda gyrated on his face so hard that Kurt couldn't get his fingers anywhere near her pussy. So, knowing now that her bottom was so sensitive, her squeezed and fondled and stroked her ass as she literally humped his face. Amanda was gasping for air, as was Kurt, but for a different reason. Her dripping love nest was so pressed into his face, and she was grinding herself against it so furiously, that Kurt could barely breathe. But as long as he could get the slightest bit of air, he was not going to put an end to Amanda's pleasure. Just before Kurt reached the point where he thought he might suffocate, Amanda's crotch pounded his face so fast that he knew he had to have burns on his face from her curly carpet. His face was as wet as her quim, and he knew it wouldn't be long now. He was right....not long at all. "Oh......oh, God, Kurt..........Oh, God.......Oh, God!" Kurt didn't think it was possible, but his face and her groin got even wetter as her hot fluids poured from her. In her passion, Amanda pushed so hard on Kurt's face that she threw him backwards and he lost his balance. He fell back and down, but she had such a grip on his head that she fell right along with him, her grinding never missing a beat. Kurt ended up on his back on the shower floor with Amanda sitting on his face, still bucking mightily. Amanda's hands had to leave Kurt's head, but now her weight was keeping his mouth in place, so they were no longer needed there anyway. She reached out and grabbed hold of the hot and cold valves and squeezed them as she squirmed and wriggled heatedly on his face. Somehow, Amanda's clit ended up in Kurt's mouth and he sucked it ferociously, which served to intensify her orgasm. She was now pummeling his face with her crotch, and couldn't have stopped if she'd wanted to. Kurt just rode it out....and prayed he didn't die. Amanda's orgasm seemed to last forever to the suffocating Kurt. But, slowly, her pounding of his face subsided and she lifted herself, most reluctantly, off of his glistening face. She sat back on his chest, but didn't have the energy to get off of him completely just yet. As Amanda gasped in her body's response to the erotic stress it had just been through, Kurt's lungs sucked in huge amounts of lifesaving air. Neither had the strength to move for several minutes. It was Amanda who moved first....since Kurt was pretty much pinned immobile anyway. She saw Kurt's still throbbing member behind her, and, thrilled and satisfied from Kurt's facial sacrifice in her behalf, she slid back, lifted herself up and then slid herself down on that engorged poker. Smiling, licking her lips, she squeezed her love lips together, tightening her muscles around his pole, and slid herself up and down on him. Kurt, still gasping for air, now smiled between gasps. Since her pussy was now pretty sensitive, Amanda was hoping to get Kurt to climax again, but quickly. So she leaned forward, putting her breasts in his face, giving him yet another treat to taste. His happy mouth licked and sucked her breasts and nipples as her pussy squeezed and stroked his manhood. With all he'd been through in this shower, it wasn't long before Kurt was filling Amanda with a warm cream of his own. Amanda, already sated thanks to Kurt's tongue and face, just enjoyed the warmth of it filling her. After several orgasms tonight, this one wasn't extremely strong, but still satisfying, and it made him smile broadly up at Amanda, who returned that smile. They rode out his orgasm with their eyes never diverting from each other. "I've figured this out," he huffed, "You're trying to kill me, right?" "I don't think so, Kurt. If I killed you, then we wouldn't be able to do this again sometime, would we?" They both laughed, too momentarily exhausted to do anything else. After lying on his back, recovering for a bit, Kurt reached up and grabbed the soap. He then grabbed a washcloth and lathered it up. He sat up, slid forward, circling his legs around the also sitting Amanda, and starting at her shoulders and neck, began bathing her. She tilted her head back and enjoyed the warm water and soap on her. At length, when they had energy again, they both stood up and took turns bathing every part of each other. They stroked and kissed each other as they did so, reveling in each others nakedness. The shower head was repositioned to properly spray them. For nearly an hour they enjoyed bathing each other, washing off any remnants of cake, strawberry syrup, chocolate, whipped cream....or any other cream that might be clinging to them. Their strokes were slow and gentle, but thorough. Afterwards, they toweled each other off and left the bathroom. Before doing so, Kurt looked back to the shower and sighed....a smile crossing his lips. What a birthday party, he thought. "You are going to sleep here tonight, right?" Amanda asked him, her head cocked to one side. "Sure...I'd like that. It's pretty late anyway." "Good. Let's go." She led him to the bedroom, turning off all lights as she went. Since it was a warm night, they slept naked on top of the covers. They snuggled together and kissed lightly a few times. Before drifting off into a much needed sleep, Kurt said, "Amanda, I really want to thank you for tonight. I've never felt so accepted in my life. You....and the other ladies, are really special to me. Thanks for everything." "My pleasure, Kurt. And, as far as the acceptance thing....as you can see, the foot thing doesn't bother us in the least. In fact, to hear Judy talk, she wants to train you to be her personal foot boy...and I don't think she's gonna take no for an answer." "Yeah, she kinda said as much when she left tonight," he chuckled. "And Kay," she added, "likes the idea of making you her foot slut, too. She loved the toe-sucking. She told me so before she left. She wants to do that some more. Hah! Wait'll I tell her how well you suck other things!" Again, Kurt chuckled. "Oh, and Kurt?" "Yeah?" "Anya's gonna need some foot massages...you know....with that special lotion of yours." She looked at Kurt and giggled. Kurt blushed and replied, "Yeah, I know....I know that, too. But, what about you, Amanda? Anything more you want from me?" "Oh, yeah," she smiled wickedly, "alot more. I'm gonna stock up on all kinds of tasty treats. And if you're game.......well......maybe tonight's shower was just the tip of the iceberg. Next time, I'll smear every inch of me with something you can lick off. You can start at my toes and lick me totally clean..... but don't forget where I most like your tongue." "Oh, I won't. Believe me, I enjoyed my tongue there as much as you did!" She chuckled softly and turned to stroke his face. She kissed him gently on the lips and said, "Well, then, you better get to sleep. I think your tongue is going to be very busy with toes and....well...other things, from now on...not to mention that kickstand of yours getting a workout, too. Let's see... I'm already planning get-togethers for my birthday, Anya's, Kay's and Judy's....only this time, YOU'LL be the birthday gift for us! Deal?" Sighing in joyful anticipation, he said "Deal." Then they both put their weary heads down onto the soft pillows. Their heavy eyelids dropped, and their exhausted bodies shut down quickly. Snuggled together, sleeping deeply, they both dreamed of birthdays yet to come...