Romans & histoires Lesbian Foot Seduction

Breakfast seduction, going to work seduction, elevator seduction, bedroom seduction, shower seduction, couch seduction, car seduction and I just lost count after that. Just now we were catching up with bedroom seduction when my phone blinks interrupting us from tearing each other's clothes. I picked the call and it was Lexi panting and trying to fight words into my ears, " kelly............labor..........baby...........hospital" this was all I could get from her. We are currently on our to the hospital and the glimmer in his eyes told me he's looking for hospital seduction. We interlock our fingers and quickly park the car outside,

Thank God for these dim lights; nobody can see or notice anything. I continue grinding against her, and she grinds against my crotch. She enjoys the excitement too, rubbing against me and smiling mischievously. This heat between us keeps escalating. I can't hold back any longer; I pull her towards me, turning her to face me, and I kiss her passionately. My hand instinctively moves to her buttocks, squeezing firmly. That naughty girl grabs my penis and starts caressing it over my pants.

“…this is inevitable.” Every instinct screamed caution, but desire coursed through her veins, sharp and consuming. Her hands rose subtly, brushing against his chest, testing the line, feeling the controlled heat beneath the fabric of his suit. Julian’s fingers grazed hers in response, a calculated pressure, a silent promise of dominance. “You are exquisite,” he murmured, voice low, almost dangerous. “A perfect anomaly. I can measure everything about you… except the fire you hide behind those calculated moves.” Elara inhaled sharply. Her body responded before her mind could negotiate, heat pooling in her chest, a delicious ache spreading down her spine. This was the edge she had been dancing

[ A lésbian woman seduces and fúcks her coworker's straight wife to prove a point and ends up enjoying it.] I've been a lésbian for as long as I can remember, and I’ve never hidden it. I fúck women with fire in my veins, and I crave the ones who are deliciously out of reach or secretly off-limits.

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

Mistress Dark said. As I did to Mistress Dark, I also did to my Master, a slow seduction of all of him, taking my time, engaging him, as much of him as I could, using my lips, my tongue, my hands. When I finally released his cock from his shorts, he was hard as a steel rod, the skin stretched tight as a drum over the head. I suspected he'd also liked the show; his slave licking Mistress Dark's cunt. I was experienced enough to know lesbian sex was a very popular type of porn enjoyed by men. Apparently two pussies were nearly always better than one.

Pre-cum leaked over our toes, making everything slippery. Paris straddled his lap facing us, grinding her pussy on his abs while reaching down to add her hand, jerking him between our feet in a messy, perfect hand-foot combo. “You like that, baby?” she purred. “Three sluts jerking your big dick with everything we’ve got?” Van’s head fell back. “Fuck yes… don’t stop.”

The dimly lit loft pulsed with a low, sensual hum, velvet curtains drawn to shield the night outside, the air thick with perfume and anticipation. I stood near the bar, my silk dress clinging to my skin, the fabric teasing my curves as I surveyed the room, my adventurous spirit drawn to the whispered rumors of this exclusive gathering. I’d explored my desires before, but the promise of a lesbian orgy—a tangle of women lost in pleasure—ignited a wildfire in my core, my pussy tingling with eager curiosity as the first guests arrived.

When I mashed my thumbs into that meaty part of her foot, it earned me another moan from her. And then her other foot began to stroke my cock. There was no other way to describe it. And there was no way she was doing it by accident. Her right foot was much more nimble and coordinated compared to her left. I even felt her toes flexing around my shaft as she gently rubbed her way up and down the length of it. Clinging to her other foot, I clamped my teeth together to try to keep myself from moaning. But god damn it was difficult. As Livvy's foot continued its assault on my tingling cock, I felt an orgasm begin to simmer. Oh fuck. What do I do?

He swallowed a ball of emotions as his fingers beheld the softness of her lean body, his eyes gazing into those teary expressive green eyes. He beheld and touched her in adoration, his fingers halting at her feet where he gently slipped off the shoes, exposing manicured nails covered in chilly red nail polish. That thing called fetish of the feet? Gripped hold of him, and sent his knees to the floors the next second, his eyes adoring the sculptural lines of her face, his fingers caressing the artistic features of her delicate petite feet. Clara's breath halted at the expression in his eyes, her body reacting to the seduction of her feet. But her heart ceased to beat entirely and her toes cur