avatarLaura Knapke (Nap-Key)

Summary

The text describes a sexual encounter between a woman and her client, Michael, who has a foot fetish, detailing their intimate and consensual activities centered around her feet.

Abstract

The narrative recounts a visit from Michael, an ad executive with a penchant for foot fetishism. The woman prepares for his arrival by getting a pedicure and purchasing new heels, anticipating his preferences. Upon his arrival, they engage in foreplay leading to a foot job, where she uses her feet to stimulate him, culminating in his climax. The encounter is portrayed as mutually satisfying, with the woman being compensated for her services. The text also includes promotional links for further reading on erotic stories and submission guidelines for a publication called "Erotic Desires."

Opinions

  • The author portrays the sexual encounter as a consensual and enjoyable experience for both parties, emphasizing the mutual satisfaction derived from their fetish-oriented activities.
  • The detailed description of the preparation and the intimate acts suggests a celebration of sexual diversity and the importance of understanding and catering to a partner's specific desires.
  • The inclusion of links to similar erotic stories and submission guidelines indicates the author's intent to engage readers with related content and encourage contributions to the "Erotic Desires" publication.
  • The narrative implies that sexual services are being exchanged for compensation, highlighting a transactional aspect of their relationship while maintaining a tone of respect and professionalism.
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Foot-fetish

Giving Him A Foot Job

His kinky foot-fetish

Michael is an ad executive who visits me when he is in town on business. He called me yesterday, saying he was coming over for our special visit today. I knew exactly what he meant, making an appointment this morning for a pedicure.

He always pays for my pedicure and a brand-new pair of heels for our visit. After my pedicure, I stop by the department store to pick up a new pair of heels. Deciding on a pink and black pair of pumps that looked great against my tan feet and deep pink toenails. I head home for our visit.

I strip naked and slide on my new pumps and wait for him. He always brings some wine, so I have the ice bucket and two wine glasses ready for him. Hearing a knock on the door, I look through the peephole and see him with a bottle of wine.

“Hi Michael, how have you been?”

“Great as always,” he says as he hands me the bottle of wine. I put it on ice, turned to him and said,

“Shall we get started?”

He looks at me, giving me his mischievous smile. I take off his blue tie and unbutton his shirt, sliding it off his muscular shoulders. His hands roamed my body. I unclip his belt and unbutton his slacks, pulling them and his boxer briefs down his sexy frame.

Wrapping his arms around me, he pulls me in for a kiss. Mashing his mouth against mine. His tongue parting my lips, probing my mouth, his tongue swirling around mine as they touch.

He laid me back on the couch, taking my foot in his hands. Rubbing my ankles and running his hands over my pumps. He slides it from my foot, taking my big toe in his mouth, moaning as he sucks it.

Flicking his tongue between each toe. He slides his tongue up and down the bottom of my foot. Before taking my other foot in his hands. With his cock rock hard and leaking pre-cum, he slides the pump off my foot. Moaning as he sucks all my toes, one by one. Licking the ball of my foot to my heel, tickling me, I muffle a giggle.

Taking both my feet, I wrap them around his thick cock. Stroking his length with my feet, he pours a large amount of lube over my feet as they encompass his cock.

Stroking faster and faster, his pre-cum dripping down my feet. He pumps his cock between my feet as I tighten my grip. His face showed his ecstasy as his moans grew louder and louder.

“Fuck those beautiful feet, baby,” I moaned.

“Oooh… I love fucking your beautiful feet,” he groaned.

Grabbing the couch to steady myself, he thrust harder between my feet. He took his cock in his hand, stroking it fiercely, shooting his hot cum all over my feet.

“Aaahhh… That was fantastic,” he said.

We shared the wine in a warm bubble bath, after he lovingly washed my feet. I helped him get dressed, and he paid me for my services.

“Until next time, my love,” he said as he kissed my lips and left.

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