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From my toes to my pussy...

Erotic fiction inspired by Riley Anne in “At Your Feet

My feet have always been very sensitive, and I love having them played with. I like to lie back on the couch with my feet in a guy’s lap while he strokes them, squeezes my toes, slides a thumb over my heels. And I absolutely adore any guy who will spend time massaging my feet, kneeling on the floor in front of me, taking them onto his lap one by one to ease all my tensions.

But when I don’t have a guy around, and I’ve been on my feet all day, I have my foot spa. It soothes and stimulates me in a very pleasurable way. I’ll get comfortable in just a sweater and my panties, slip my feet into the warm water, and let my mind wander as the spa works its magic on my tender feet. My feet get wet, and my pussy gets even wetter…

Yesterday I came home from a long day on my feet and turned to my spa for some relief. The effect was so instantaneous that I’d had my feet in the water for less than a minute before my pussy was tingling, and I lay back on the couch to give it some attention.

My mind was filled with fantasies about having a guy licking and sucking my toes. As I pictured it, I started fondling my breasts, just as I’d do if a guy were teasing my feet for real. My nipples were stiff and throbbing already.

I could feel my juices oiling up my pussy lips and seeping out ready for me to smear them over my clit. I slipped out of my panties and lay back, one knee up, as I trailed a finger over my lips. I scooped up a little of my own goo as I rested the tip of my finger just at the entrance to my pussy hole, then drew it back up between my lips, careful not to press too hard, just teasing all the way up over my clit.

That felt great. I imagined it was a tongue that was lapping at my button, a tongue that had only seconds before been wrapped around my toes. I slid my hands back up to my tits and squeezed my nipples again, harder this time, a little bit of pussy juice making them slick. It felt good to take my time, letting my pleasure build slowly, touching my pussy just the way I like to have my feet played with.

I rubbed with a little more pressure, one finger slipping between my lips, my pussy juice coating it. I spread it over my clit, making it good and slippery. I was so hot for it now, my mind focused on the image of a tongue lapping at my pussy, such a potent image I could practically feel it. I imagined the tongue thrusting inside me as I pushed my fingers inside my hot slit, spreading them apart to open myself up, my thumb strumming and circling my clit.

I fantasized that my imaginary lover was rock hard, his cock pressed up against my feet as he bent over me to eat my pussy out. I wanted to fuck him, to feel that hard dick plowing inside me, but first I wanted him to rub his leaking dick all over my feet, to slide it up and down over my silky insteps.

In my fantasy, I clamped his cock between my soles and held it tight as he fucked my feet, his tongue probing deeper and deeper inside me with every thrust. I was driving myself wild with this fantasy, my fingers working my clit frenziedly. As I came with a shudder, whimpering and biting my lip, I pictured his jizz fountaining up to spray over my feet, hot spurts splattering from my toes to my ankles.

I massaged lotion into my feet as I caught my breath, pretending I was massaging the guy’s slippery cum into my skin. Why do you think I have such soft feet?

 

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