Ebony Feet Licking Novels & Stories

Another deafening CRACK echoed through the chamber as the eastern wall of the glacier entirely sheared away, sending a billion gallons of pressurized subterranean water flooding into the throne room. I didn't hesitate. I sprinted toward the base of the rubble pile directly beneath the fissure. I didn't try to find handholds. I made them. I extended my thick, lethal Lycan claws, the dense keratin hardened by a century of warfare. I lunged at the vertical rock face, driving my bare fingers directly into the solid, freezing stone.

“Kiss them.” I lean forward, my lips pressing against the arch of his foot. I kiss each toe, my tongue darting out to lick the pads, the spaces between. His cock twitches, and I can see the pre-cum beading at the tip, dripping onto the floor on my back too. “Good girl,” he murmurs, his fingers tangling in my hair again. “Such a pretty little foot slut. Now tell Daddy how much you love his feet.” “I, I love them,” I whisper, my voice trembling. “I love licking them, Daddy. Please, can I..”

Amber bit down harder into dark, gleaming skin before a scream escaped her lips as she released. Jagger Kent wasn’t the only cocky one in that room by the look of Ebony’s face over making her friend come. Now Amber knew she’d have to return the favor. But licking Ebony’s clit was out of the question right now. While her orgasm had helped relieve the nauseous feeling in her stomach, she didn’t want to push her luck. Amber pushed Ebony back towards the dresser, signaling her friend to get atop it.

They didn’t have time for this, but they did it, anyway. They turned around and juggled their placement order so that Stone led again. It wasn’t easy and Ebony thanked the goddess that she’d worn her steel toed hiking boots. Stone weight a lot more than a stone when he stomped on her foot with a front paw. “Watch it jerk wad. That’s my foot. You want me riding you out of here because you broke one of my feet?” He bared his teeth at her in annoyance or the wolf version of a fuck you.

"I worship your feet, my love. Your choice of color is impeccable, I love it." Marie continued to suck on her toes, running her tongue along the underside of each. When Elena reached a state of intense need, Marie grazed her teeth along the insides of her arches and Elena shuddered with a mini orgasm. She moaned deep in her throat and chuckled. "I would have never thought I could orgasm from someone licking and nibbling on my feet. That was wonderfully intense! Whew!"

I caress еvеrу part of hеr smooth, ѕоft body. I lick and kіѕѕ thе ѕрасе bеtwееn hеr реrfесt toes аnd rub thе ѕоlеѕ of hеr feet at thе ѕаmе time. She groans and writhes a little more. Hеr nipples harden. Shе bеgіnѕ to gаѕр аѕ she gеtѕ оff оn my tоuсh. “Jesus, Blake. Dоn’t ѕtор.”

"Lick my boots clean. Both of you. First one to make them shine gets to deepthroat me next." They scrambled forward on all fours, tongues lapping at the leather of my boots with humiliating enthusiasm. Lydia was methodical and worshipful, dragging her tongue along every inch. Raven was more frantic, saliva dripping as she tried to outpace her mother. Their asses swayed invitingly, pussies glistening in the candlelight. "Pathetic," I taunted. "Fighting over the privilege of tasting the feet that walk over you. This is what your bloodline has become—mine."

My pussy twitched with need. She knelt down on the floor right in front of me and undid the buckles of my stiletto shoes, and gently pulled them off my feet. She grabbed my right leg, lifting it up slightly. She stared at my foot for a minute without warning, she ran her wet tongue right under my foot. I jerked my leg back in pure shock, my toes curling tightly. "Ah! What are you doing?" Monet held my ankle firmly, keeping me in place. She traced her tongue from the arch of my foot all the way up to my toes. She began licking and sucking each toe, one after the other, using her warm mouth to coat them in saliva.

I drew them away from him on impulse. He raised his head and looked at me seductively, “Stay still, girl.” My heart began beating fast. His eyes caused my body to quiver. And Carson was still driving me crazy with his hands on my boobs and his lips grazing my neck. “Have you ever had your feet licked?” Brody asked with a throaty groan. I raised my brows and shook my head slowly. A soft ‘no’ escaped my lips in a single breath. What would it feel like to have my feet licked? I wondered.

"Fuck you! Did you have to say that?" "Your poop stinks, everyone's poop stinks, even mine. I can also lick your foot, but after you wash it. I don't wanna fucking ingest numerous unhealthy bacteria!" "I didn't ask you to lick my foot. I hate it cause it tickles a lot! And don't think of tickling me, I hate it!" She pursed her lips and twisted her brows with displeasure. "I can't guarantee you that." He curled his lips into a devilish grin.