The short story: I'm currently fucking a hot MILF with two of the most beautiful, slender, curvaceous, arched, perfect-toed, soft feet I've ever been with and she goes NUTS when I massage them, rub between her toes, and lick and suck them. She also fucks like a minx, gives awesome head, has a gorgeous and tasty pussy, and is dirty dirty dirty minded!
The long story: I went down to a local park for an Independence Day party and concert. A short walk from the park is the rental house of a friend of mine and his girlfriend (R and K). They invited quite a few people over for a barbecue and to watch fireworks after the concert.
So I was there solo. Some of the invitees were skydivers like me and R. Others were "Hashers". (Not inclined to explain that; look it up. The Hashers are "drinkers with a running problem." It's some traditional social running club started by Brits.) These Hashers are pretty raucous.
So I started chatting up this friendly blonde MILF (call her S) but not the one I ended up with. She was in sandals, I think, or possibly barefoot (I don't remember now). Really cute feet, nice round knobby heels, high-as-the-sky arches. She was quite drunk, I was sober but had done a couple of Jell-O shots. Many people had gone home already but we remained on a lawn lounge chair and were just chatting. She was even way more chatty than I am, which was cool. I got to listen instead of talk the whole time.
Nothing can increase your confidence quite like knowing that a chick is already really easy-going and is drunk enough that she might not even remember what you tell her when she gets up the next day. So I remarked that she had really cute feet, and since one of them was already up on the chair and lay between us, I just said fuck it and started massaging it! (I'm quite good at foot massages, for real.) We kept up the conversation as I massaged each of her feet, and I told her right out that she had really cute feet and that I would know, because I have a foot fetish. Then the talk turned to "fetish," and she told me that she likes bondage, likes to be a bottom, and used to go to fetish clubs! Interesting ...
So I told her that I have a good knowledge of knots, enjoy bondage (although have only just dabbled), and it would be fun to show her some time. She was cool with all of it. BUT, she had arrived with several other people, one of whom was this total buzzkill guy who came over and told her that they had to go, and this prick stood there waiting so that I didn't have a chance to really pour on the flirt and get her number etc. but I did get her Facebook info. When she left, I sent her a message saying I was sorry she had to go, and she sent back that she was, too. I had offered to drive her home if she stayed, but they had come in her vehicle.
So there were still a few cuties there. One of them was C, whom I had met back in February at the home of R and K. At that time, I had made glow-in-the-dark knotted bracelets for her daughter and her daughter's friend. Turns out she had grooved on how friendly and generous and kind I was (and I am).
Didn't see her again until Independence Day. Now, I hadn't thought all that much about her between then and now. But still, she was cute as hell. Pretty face, nice body, etc.
So the party was winding down, and I was sitting on a chair with a musician friend on my left and C on my right. We were just casually conversing. Now, I don't remember how the subject came up, and I wasn't the one who did it, but somehow I think that massage got brought up, or maybe it was tired feet, I don't even know. So I just looked at C and said, "Well, you want a foot massage?" "Hell yeah!" "Well, put 'em up here"! (right across my lap).
Suddenly she kicked off her sandals and put these dainty, delicate, slender feet in my lap and I started working my magic. She began moaning with pleasure. My hands were already finding her feet absolutely delicious. I also did her calves a bit. Soon, K came by and massaged her shoulders for a minute, then left, and returned with a small tub of shea butter for me to use on C's feet! It was excellent! The massage was already going very well, but with the glide I got with the shea butter it was instantly 50% better.
A little while went by (probably 15-30 minutes) and we were both really enjoying ourselves. In conversation, she said to me that she bets I'd be a really good kisser (and actually, yes, I am; I tend to be good at things I love to do). I coyly said that I have been told that I am and that I'm pretty confident that I am indeed. But it came time she had to go; so we stood up, and she said that we should get together sometime, maybe go for a drink. I said that I'd like that, so she gave me her phone number. Now, this had to be done in secrecy because, well, she's married. But it's a marriage that is not doing well and her husband is, according to her, a raging alcoholic, and another friend has said she's heard a rumor they they're splitting; so I don't feel so bad.
So I sent her a text that night after she headed home, just so she could capture my phone number (because the plan was that she would call me to hang out). I texted, "Sweet dreams," and her response was, "Yes of you"!
So that was Thursday. Saturday rolled around, and we spoke on the phone about her coming out to meet me for a beer downtown. She even told me that she had switched her orange toenail polish to a bright red and said that she couldn't wait to show it to me!
She changed the plan slightly and arrived at my house instead of meeting downtown, though with part of a bottle of tequila! We each did a couple of shots, together, and then sat on the couch and started making out. We both do indeed kiss well together. Before long, I was massaging her feet once again, but this time I was able to see them in good room light, and finally got to see how spectacularly pretty they really are. Long, slender toes, toenails shaped just how I like them; small, round heels; white-skinned arches; pinkish-red sole pads; just absolutely delicious-looking in every respect. So, I soon had her making smoky eyes at me as I massaged those perfect feet, so ... into my hungry mouth went those beautiful, feminine toes, and she just about dripped off the couch into a puddle. LOVING IT. Eye contact; she's telling how hot this is ...
Soon I was lifting her dress and licking her pussy through her panties ... but we decided to go out for a while and come back to more of this later. So we went out, taking her car, had a beer each at a pretty cool upstairs bar I had never been to (I'm not much for bars), played some ping pong in the bar (they actually have a table, yes; and she's actually quite good!). We sat at a small high top table near a wall after we played, nursed our beers a little more, and I gave her another foot massage right there in the bar for about five or ten minutes. Soon it was time to go back to my place, so we did.
We made out some more on the couch, and eventually knew we had to hit the bed. Reckless kissing and caressing and pressing and such ensued. I kissed down her breasts to her belly, kissed her navel (it's a pretty one), and began licking her clit and pussy like a ... well, like a guy who absolutely loves to lick pussy! Eventually I was called back up for more kissing, and so naturally that's when the fucking began.
We fucked with me on top, her on top, me on top again, me on top reared-up with her foot in my mouth sucking on her toes and her telling me, "Suck my toes while you fuck me!" ... Heaven on earth, gents, fuckin' heaven on earth. (For you sniffers, sorry though, no noticeable smell to be had, at least not this time. As of tonight I've had her feet around four times plus the initial massage but I haven't had her feet straight out of closed shoes yet. Hopefully someday.)
After a good amount of fucking I was told that it was ok to come inside her, so I did, and remained hard and so we continued to fuck for a bit. When we lay side-by-side, she manually played with my cock and remarked, "I love how you stay hard after you come." What can I say? That happens when I am still there with a hot woman and am still turned on and still want to play! But soon she had to get dressed and go home, but before that we showered together.
That was last Saturday. She came over again for sex on Monday, Wednesday, and again this afternoon (a week later, Thursday). Then again we met up on Thursday night (tonight) to go to a little event at a local art museum. We came back to my house and hung out a little and she told me once again how friggin' horny I make her but she couldn't stay and do anything because she had to get home, but she promised again soon.
So far, no footjobs, so that is next on my agenda and I have no worries about being able to playfully work that into our play. She LOVES the way my cock looks and feels. I am sure that she is going to enjoy looking at it between those delectable feet she has. IF I can get pictures, I shall. I can't guarantee that, but I'll try for it.
Peace, everyone.
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Damn, this story needs to be in playboy or something. Fucking awesome, glad you found a way to celebrate Independence Day. Hope to hear more. Posts: 3496 | Registered: Aug 2010
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OMG they are fucking beautiful feet, and this woman is so incredibly sexual and fun. A real free spirit in many ways. If there comes to be any more I can share, I'll be here to do it. I haven't broached the subject of taking pictures of her she might be reluctant because technically she's sneaking around but she did ask me for (and got) a pic of my cock by text message, so ...
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quote:Originally posted by Pjay: OMG they are fucking beautiful feet, and this woman is so incredibly sexual and fun. A real free spirit in many ways. If there comes to be any more I can share, I'll be here to do it. I haven't broached the subject of taking pictures of her she might be reluctant because technically she's sneaking around but she did ask me for (and got) a pic of my cock by text message, so ...
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Nice! Helluva story man, hope to see some pics in the future. Sounds like you are going about this the right way, not rushing anything(in terms of pics).
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