Feet Fetish Novels & Stories

*Fuck… her tits…* I could almost feel the weight of them again, the soft give of her flesh when I squeezed, the way her nipples would harden against my tongue. I imagined shoving that tight top down, freeing them right there in the office, sucking one deep while I fucked her against the wall. The wet sounds of my mouth on her, the slap of my hips, her nails digging into my back while she moaned like a dirty slut for me.

"Fetish?" "I thought I didn't have any strange fetishes all this while. I've always liked obedient, sexy, and beautiful women. I didn't have any specific preferences. But when I met you, I felt a surge of passion with every touch of your skin and every inhale of your delightful scent. I knew that you were my fetish." Sebastian stopped his kissing and looked into Tera's eyes. "My body has an intense sexual response when it touches you. And it becomes even more uncontrollable when I smell your scent. I can't fully explain all of this."

The wiggling became a little more energetic and at one point marie was laughing and chasing them down when one of Elena's toes slipped into Marie's mouth. Marie's first reaction was to suck it, so she did, running her tongue rapidly back and forth on the underside of the toe. Elena moaned loudly and shuddered. "Ohhh, Marie! That feels wonderful!" This was music to Marie's ears and she attacked Elena's toes with abandon. Sucking and licking each one, nibbling and rolling her tongue between them. Marie was in heaven. She definitely had a foot fetish and she reveled in it with Elena's feet and toes. Elena wasn't too far away from heaven herself. The sensations of Marie's tongue and teeth on her

I gasped, shocked he'd say something so crass but stopped when he began massaging the soles of my feet. I moaned. "Mmmhmmm. This feels so good. Is it your fetish?" "One of plenty." My eyes never left him. From his actions, I knew he was a pro, unlike me who'd never gone past oral. It made me doubt if I could ever satisfy this beautiful man. He excused himself and returned with a bowl of water, a hand towel, and a jar of lotion. Without a word, he positioned himself in front of me and stroked my feet with soapy water. Then he dabbed the lotion along my toes.

He reached for her ankle and gulped as he lifted her foot out of the water. He washed and massaged and rubbed. It was not long before he was begging her to let him suck on her toes. "Please Mistress, may I kiss and devour you beautiful toes?" He pleaded. She raised a foot to his lips and answered, "Yes you may, My Pet." He gasped with excitement and without hesitation, he was sucking on her small toe and making his way to the others. She let him enjoy his fetish for a short while, and then told him she was ready to get out. She assured him he had done a good job bathing her and he would be rewarded.

My pussy area is exposed to public view, and the men and women in the audience devour every inch of me with their gazes. My nipples. My skin. My groin. His fingers hook under my feet, rubbing slowly. “You have such small feet, pet. So dainty and cold. I could have warmed them up for you if you weren't being such a brat. Perhaps some time in the future, when you're apologetic and well-behaved, I will properly suck these little toes.” My stomach clenches in on itself, eyes wide in horror. What the fuck? He can not be talking about my feet, right?!

"And you should have already learned to eat, if it's the only thing you do in millennia of existence.” "You know very well that I can do much better things than eating," she said, using a malicious tone that I had never heard in my life. At the same moment that his words sounded, my head hurt slightly and I suddenly felt sleepy. "Oh, really? "Tennebris purred, approaching her in a way I had never seen either. "Say out loud if you have the courage.” "Do you want to talk about your fetishes for chains at the head of the bed or that thing of yours with your feet? "She said without being shaken, but when she uttered the words, Faye frowned, confused. "I don't know what's happening to me.”

His undiluted attention. Thank you, Moon goddess. Not only was he attending to me, but his hands also were on me, and in no time, I was sure his lips would be on me, nibbling and sucking every inch of my body while I cling to him as if my life depended on it. It was no secret, I saw the way he kept staring at my feet, almost drooling over them. It didn't take me a second to know he has a toe fetish. And I wouldn't mind if he decides to suck on them this instant.

Why? My feet couldn't move, and I'm unsure why, especially when they started laughing and teasing each other. I was back in a trance when some girls passed over me and went straight ahead inside the CR. My feet seemed to have a mind of their own and went inside the restroom with me because I couldn't hold my pee any longer. Camila was on the other side of the comfort room, and Zoey was on the other side. They were awkwardly silently fixing something on their faces, or should I say pretending, because there were other girls there now.

"That's why I was so horrified when you showed me what Paul did to you. But I've had a few clients with very specific preferences—one of them had a foot fetish and wanted to suck my toes." "Did you let him?" "Hell yeah! For 15K, I would have let him suck other things, too," Emily laughed and threw her head back, her long hair cascading like a waterfall behind her. "But that's nothing. When I first joined Dreams, this one client wanted me to wear sheer pantyhose all the time. I guess he had a thing for nylon or something. Anyway, he got off on touching and smelling my stockings. Sometimes he'd make me rub my feet on him."