Pleasuring My Husband’s Cock With My Skillful Feet

I run my feet along his thighs, caressing his skin as I slowly make my way to his throbbing erection. The slippery lube makes my toes slide easily and my shiny black toenails make the visual pretty hot too.

“How exactly do I make you cum with my feet?” I asked tentatively.

Alex smiled, stripped off his clothes, and reached for my foot, lifting it. He puts his mouth over my big toe, licking around in circles, and I gasp. It’s an odd sensation but it shoots sensation straight to my pussy, just like when he sucks my nipples. He moves down licking and sucking every one of my toes and I’m panting before he’s even finished.

“Oh, God, that’s… fantastic,” I moaned.

Alex grinned and repeated the entire process, then took my other foot and did the same. I suddenly find myself close to coming just from what he’s doing to my toes. He’s fully engorged now, he feels good as I rub my other foot along his cock.

Alex reaches up and takes hold of my waistband, pulling my sweats down and off.

“No panties, I see,” he said with a playful tone.

“Why wear them, they’d be wet anyway,” I responded.

“Spread your legs for me,” Alex said and leaned over me, running his nose over my lower stomach.

His words sent a shudder through me and my knees parted immediately. He licks my puffy pussy lips very slowly, in three long swipes, then slides two of his magic fingers into me and I can’t suppress a moan.

Alex helps me sit up from the sofa and move to the ottoman, next to the couch. I lay on my back, with my knees bent over the sides and with my feet together. Alex dribbles some lube on my feet and then holds them while he slides his thick cock in between. It feels really good. He rubs his cock against my arches, but it seems wrong. I’m not doing it, he’s just using my feet.

“I know what you want,” I said holding his cock with my feet.

Alex stops stroking his cock on my feet and releases them. I’m pretty flexible so I just bend over while still holding his cock with my feet and wrap my lips around the head of his member.

“Mmm,” I murmur against his cock.

He groans and I know I’m on the right track; sucking just the head while stroking with my feet. Unfortunately, this isn’t the most comfortable position so I sit up and move back a little so I can actually use my toes. This is a lot more fun than a hand job and my husband seems to be enjoying it too.

I run my feet along his thighs, caressing his skin as I slowly make my way to his throbbing erection. The slippery lube makes my toes slide easily and my shiny black toenails make the visual pretty hot too. I slowly wrap my feet around his shaft, striking the sides of his cock with my arches and I rock my angles, pressing my heels against his balls.

I moved a little awkwardly at first but soon managed to sandwich his cock in between the soles of my feet, working my legs up and down to stroke him off. My perfect toes wiggled against his shaft with each pump, making this experience incredible for Alex as he started leaking copious amounts of pre-cum.

I paused for a bit, reached for the bottle of lube, and then applied some more to his erection. I wrapped my feet around his cock again, rubbing the liquid all around, coating his shaft and his balls.

I pressed one foot against his cock and positioned the head between my big toe and second toe. Squeezing and wiggling, I stimulated his frenulum, sending shivers up his spine while I pressed my other foot against his balls, and kneaded his testicles with my toes.

Alex was delirious with pleasure and breathing hard now so I decided to switch to a final position and help him climax. I angled one foot behind his cock, pressed against his lower stomach, allowing the shaft to rest in the pocket of my arch while with my other foot, I stroked along the length of his shaft, quickly.

“Are you ready to cum, baby? You want to cum on my feet?” I asked seeing the desperation in Alex’s eyes.

“Oh, God, please, I need to cum so bad!”

I didn’t stop as my husband’s hips bucked uncontrollably, moaning as his cock released successive shots of cum, which soon coated the toes of both my feet. I slowed as his breathing became less intense but still kept his erection sandwiched between my feet.

“Good boy, I love it when you cum for me, you know that?” I said and pulled my legs up to my face and started slurping his cum from between my toes, making sure to lick my feet clean so that his cum won’t stain the ottoman.

“How was that, footboy?” I asked teasingly. “You made quite a mess…”

“That was incredible…” he sighed.

“Well, I looked up some stuff online to see how to do it,” I admitted somewhat shyly, and Alex smiled at me.

With the taste of his salty cum still in my mouth, I put my legs around his waist, pulling him over me and kissing him passionately.

“I need you to fuck me right now,” I whispered and kissed him again.

“I don’t think I’m ready…” he murmured.

“Well then, do something about it!”

He kissed me again and then moved his hands to my breasts, cupping them and his thumbs sweep over my very sensitive nipples. He went slow because he was still recovering and needed some more time before he could get hard again.

His kisses wandered from my lips, across my cheek, and up to my ear. Pulling back my long blonde hair, he exposed my neck and planted more tender kisses down to my shoulder. He slowly licked his way to my breast and ran his tongue around the nipple before gently circling over it. My body shook as he did this and I let out a loud moan of pleasure.

Wanting a sense of symmetry, he repeated his gentle tonguing on my other breast, eliciting the same intense response. My husband may have been willing to go slow, but I was hungry for more. I parted my legs, opening myself up to him. He gently rubbed his cock against my pussy lips, wet with arousal and I sensed he was definitely hard again.

My moans got steadily louder and louder as he teased my clit with his head and I wrapped my legs totally around him, pulling him closer to me.

“Come on, I can’t wait any longer, put it in me already!” I screamed, completely at his mercy.

Alex began to ever-so-slowly slide his dick inside my waiting pussy. It was already completely drenched from our activities, so it slid in without any issue and my feet shook for a moment as he entered me, giving me a mini-orgasm before he even started thrusting.

I lifted my legs and put them over his shoulders and he took this as an invitation to once again kiss my toes as he fucked me.

“God, Alex, I love your fucking cock!” I shouted from the top of my lungs.

At this point, I didn’t even care if our neighbors would hear us.

“Fuck my pussy, just like that, fuck my pussy! Give it to me! Yes!”

I smothered him with my beautiful feet, rubbing them on his face as he stuck his tongue out to receive them, savoring the mixed taste of my saliva mixed with his cum, while he continued pumping in and out of me, the whole time.

Eventually, I separated my legs and he bent down, leaning over me so that he was fucking me in true missionary, face-to-face. I brought my hands around the back of his head and grasped his hair, holding him close to my face until he gave in and leaned down to kiss me. Our mouths became one and we ravaged each other in the most passionate French kiss of my life.

“Please make me cum, please, please,” I cried out and he abruptly pulls out.

He sits down on the couch and pulls me over to straddle him. He holds his cock up allowing me to impale myself and as soon as I slide down, the head of his cock runs right over my G-spot. And he knows it. He holds my waist controlling the depth and pressure of his cock.

“Oh, God, yes!” I pant gripping Alex’s shoulders.

He alters his angle slightly, targeting my G-spot and I cum and just keep cumming because he’s not letting up at all.

“Your pussy feels so good,” he moans in my ear and I buck and squirm wildly.

Alex cups my breasts and sucks one nipple and then the other, hard. My nipples are always sensitive but given the current state of my body, they are overly sensitive. I cry out at the rough treatment and he bites down on the end of my nipple. I scream and squirm while his cock slides up and down in my cunt, while I’m cumming again and again.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I moan putting my head against his neck.

I can’t open my eyes and I can’t lift my head and I hope it never stops. He thrusts deep and hard as I rock my hips against his. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room. His thrusts continued until I couldn’t take it anymore and I pushed my hands in on his thighs, signaling for him to stop.

We lay, still coupled together, both catching our breath and feeling the contractions of his cock, still inside me, I quickly came to a realization.

“Oh, crap, you didn’t come with me, did you?” I said with disappointment.

“It’s okay,” he said with a smile. “I already got my share tonight.”

“I bet you could come if it’s on my feet again…” I said with a devious grin on my face.

I sat up and took my place back on the ottoman with my feet tucked against my body. Alex stood in front of me and began to stroke himself over my feet. He was already a lot closer to the edge than I had thought.

I smiled warmly at him as he masturbated, gently pressing my toes onto his ball sack.

“They really want a second coating of cum tonight,” I said playfully, flexing and wiggling my toes.

It was more than Alex could handle.

“I’m cumming,” he gasps.

He let out an involuntary grunt of pleasure as he blew his load across my feet again. He squeezed out every drop of cum onto my toes and I admired how its opacity altered the color of my nails and how it pooled in the toe cleavage.

“Thank you,” he murmured, slowly milking his cock over my wiggling toes.

“You big pervert,” I said with a playful grin. “I will admit, feeling a spray of hot cum against my feet feels fucking fantastic.”

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