Foot Worship Erotica Novels & Stories

I leaned back on my hands, spreading my legs slightly, letting him see the way my skirt hiked up. "Lick them, David. Taste me through the stockings. Worship my feet like they deserve." He groaned low in his throat, a sound that sent shivers straight to my clit, and his tongue darted out, tracing the curve of my instep. The wet heat of it made me bite my lip, suppressing a moan as he sucked on my toes one by one, fabric dampening under his mouth. His hands gripped my calf, pulling my foot closer, and I could see the bulge growing in his pants, straining against the zipper.

I reached up and grabbed the heels of my red pumps with my hands, pushing my thighs and calves farther apart with my arms and then spreading my legs straight. My sexy "f*ck me" red heels pointing to the ceiling, while Ambrosius’ hot muscular body was on top of me pounding my luscious pu**y. I could feel him penetrating me hard and deep. He began grunting as he fiercely rammed his c*ck into me. I really, really wanted to talk dirty to him but all I could do was moan in pleasure.

After I'd removed her other shoe, of course. "Do you want to cum on my foot?" Shelly wondered, massaging my penis with the unbearably soft underside of her foot. "Go ahead and use my foot if you want. Jerk off for me, baby. Show me how much you love me." I made muffled noises of agreement, using my hands to hold her foot and trap my cock against the sole. Her smooth heel would rub against my balls as I worked her foot up and down along the shaft. Shelly played with the head of my penis and she'd turn her foot slightly to the left and right, gathering precum on her toes before pulling them downward. The erotic sensation of her foot jerking me off felt heavenly, but I have to admit that I'd dr

"Pure fucking addiction, the kind that wrecked my control in college, had me on my knees begging for your screams. I'm ready to worship every dripping inch of you. Just say the word.” It had been a long time since I had last been called “Darcie” but oh lord, it felt so damn good rolling off their perfect mouths. I knew they were ready to worship me and that's exactly what I needed today. Noah's fingers dug deeper into my thigh, thumb circling dangerously close to lace. Steve's hand slid up my back, nails scraping silk. Josh's knee nudged wider, breath ragged. No words needed, I rose like a goddess, leading them to the shadowed VIP room I had booked while driving here.

I lick them clean greedily, tasting all four men mixed with my own juices. Alfie and Maximo sit on the couch, cocks already rock hard again. I crawl over on trembling limbs and press my cum-slick feet against their shafts. My soles are sticky with drying fluids. I slide them up and down in perfect rhythm, toes curling around the heads, stroking them firmly while I look up with ruined, mascara-streaked eyes. “You like the birthday girl’s dirty feet on your big dicks?” I purr. They groan deeply, hips thrusting into my arches. I spit on both cocks for better glide, then press my feet together, trapping their heads between my soles and stroking faster.

“Every meeting, every time you crossed your legs and dangled that heel… I’ve been rock hard under my desk, imagining this exact moment.” He moved to her left foot, giving it the same devoted, obsessive attention — slow, sensual licks, gentle sucking, worshipful kisses all over her sole and toes. His tongue traced every curve, every line, every delicate arch. Isabella’s breathing grew heavier. She was visibly aroused, her thighs pressing together as she watched the ruthless CEO of Voss Capital on his knees before her, completely lost in foot worship. “Mr. Voss…” she whispered, voice shaky. “This is so wrong…”

Not rubbing against her skin like an awkward high school love scene! But to progress along, she knew it had to be done. “And for the men...” he hissed, “suck her toes! All ten – if they’ve got them!” This caused the majority of remaining partygoers to cry out with displeasure. Toe sucking? Not everyone’s favorite fetish, yet then again not every round could be a stellar crowd-pleaser to all involved. Sienna paced back and forth, awaiting her turn with bitter envy. The asses were being grinded alright... Girls stripped naked, shedding panties and bras; cheeks pressed firmly against cocks. As much as she loved watching, it was the feeling, the sensation she wanted for herself.

Shamefully, eagerly wet. His fingers traced the edge of my panties, feeling how soaked the fabric had become. A quiet shiver ran through me as he pressed the flat of his hand firmly against my center, rubbing slow circles over my swollen clit through the drenched lace. The pressure was perfect, teasing yet deliberate. On the screen, a woman screamed as something monstrous chased her through a pitch-black forest, but I could barely register it. All my mind was focused on was Lucas’s hand working between my spread thighs in the dark.

His extremely deep voice was so piercing it sent jolts of ecstasy between my legs. “I—” My voice trailed off as I cried, a mixture of pain and pleasure, “I’m sorry, Master.” I apologized, my lips quivering and my body burning with liquified fire. YES. YES. YES. MORE. I WANT MORE. Every day of my life has been filled with nothing but boredom and the only excitement I got was from sick p**n and masturbation. Each time I see the girl on the other end of the brutality, my urge becomes uncontrollable, I wanted to be that girl, the one that gets dominated, raped and used for the satisfaction of her dom.

She palms her breast and throws a leg over her dead friend to open wider for me. I take her ankle as she sighs mutely. I rub and knead her foot and lower leg. Her face reflects her ecstasy as she smiles through heavy lids. I grin and I snap her ankle in a quick fluid motion. She opens her mouth in a silent scream. Thrashing now to get away. You want me. You'll never feel so good as I made you feel. Beca good girl and give me your other ankle. Great pain brings great rewards. She shudders and gives me her other leg, wincing as I massage. I snap it just as quickly. Her face is red and puffy as she sobs and draws away, only to sniffle and push her body into me as I crawl up her farther. Weaker