Foot Fetish Books Novels & Stories

He looked up at me as if asking for permission—not with words, but with eyes that burned with something primal. I looked away and lifted my legs so he could slide them off. He took his time. The fabric skimmed down my thighs, over my knees, and past my ankles. And then, like worship, he kissed the top of my foot. Then he kissed my ankle. Then the inside of my calf. Higher. The curve of my knee. Higher. My inner thigh. Every kiss was torture to my skin. I hated the way it felt. Does he have a foot fetish or what?

Damn, Freckles. The first book I pulled out was called “Images You Should Not Masturbate To”. I snorted, flipping through a couple of pages and shaking my head. That sarcastic streak of hers ran deep. I grabbed another, the title catching my eye: “How to Traumatize Your Children: 7 Proven Methods to Help You Screw Up Your Kids Deliberately and with Skill.” I let out a short laugh, one that came from somewhere I’d almost forgotten existed. Then there were the others—Fancy Coffins to Make Yourself, Do-It-Yourself Coffins for Pets and People, and, for good measure, How to Raise Your IQ by Eating Gifted Children. I shook my head, glancing back at her still sleeping form.

Maybe that’s what Fidez feels, too, which is why he just lets her be. Since I couldn't sleep, I just turned on the lampshade by the bed and picked up the book I was currently reading. It’s a dark romance book, and I don't know why I like it since the male lead is a stalker. I started to get excited when I reached a spicy bed scene. I covered my mouth and couldn't help but get turned on, especially since I was thinking about Fidez again. I couldn't stop myself. I placed the book on the table and took something from my bottom drawer. I pulled it out of its velvet pouch. It was big, long, and veiny, and it was battery-operated. I wonder if he’s big, too. Well, considering how big a man he is,

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.

My fingers trace along a few promising books like ritual studies, old magic, psychic links—I’m impressed by the things they keep here, but none of them contain the detail I need. I need to find more. I desperately scour through the whole place, careful not to break the dust that blankets the shelves, so no one will notice that someone sneaked in here. Then, my eyes drift to a manuscript tucked behind a set of other old books. The title along the spine reads: Soul Tethers and Mate Imprints. My pulse skips as I pull it out and flip through the pages. This must be it! I’ve never snatched a book this fast in my life. I find a secluded corner of the study and lower myself to the floor, book in ha

~Lena’s POV~ “Listen,” Jasmine said, leaning forward on my couch with that wicked sparkle in her eyes, wine sloshing dangerously close to the rim of her glass. “I’m telling you, there is nothing…absolutely nothing,like sliding two fingers over your clit after a long day and just letting go. Last weekend I had the apartment to myself and I swear I spent forty minutes edging and teasing my pussy until it was so swollen and wet I could hear every little stroke. When I finally rubbed hard and fast I came so hard my legs shook for ages. I still get wet thinking about it.”

The first time she met her husband, Finn, she dropped a tentacle porn book at his feet. tentacle porn book at his feet. In fact, he dropped the same tentacle porn book that our new client just asked for. tentacle porn book that our new client just ordered. She looks over my shoulder at the computer screen and laughs. laughs. -The book brought me good luck. Maybe it will also bring you your soul mate. soul mate. - I roll my eyes as he rubs his hands together. All

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“Let me see just how badly you want to touch me, pet.” He leans forward immediately, pressing his lips to the top of my shoe, then higher, kissing the arch of my foot. I don’t expect more, but he slips my shoe off and kisses the leather suit. He’s so eager, and submissive it makes heat pool in my stomach. I’ve never gotten horny for a client before, but I can feel myself getting wet for the man in front of me. Alexander worships my feet, kissing them until I pull away. “You’ve earned a little more,” I say, slowly unzipping the front of my catsuit.