Loser Fruit Feet Novels & Stories

Now she could look at it in the bright light of day. Robbie placed his cock between her feet as he angled the soles together forming a hole of sorts with her arches. He then slowly began fucking her feet with his enormous rod. Liz had never seen such a thing and certainly had never had her feet fucked like this. "Where did you learn that?" She whispered. "I've probably imagined twenty ways I could fuck you." He chided. "Hey, our audience is on his knees trying to get a better view." Robbie reported as he continued to slowly fuck Liz's soles.

I соugh аt the раіn сhоkіng mу hеаd, аnd trу tо stop thе rеtсhіng іn my mouth аnd mу jеrkіng аrоund on the flооr. Thе bottom оf thе реrѕоn’ѕ boots іѕ close nоw. It’s jеt blасk ѕtіlеttоѕ thаt соuld оnlу bеlоng to оnе person.

“They’re Louboutins to you. But I call them ‘fuck me’ shoes. That’s why women wear them.” I shiver as he slipped them off, one by one, and heard them tumble to the floor. He clasped my feet in his large, warm hands. His thumbs dug into my silk-sheathed arches, sending a jolt straight to my sex. “You have beautiful feet. Surprisingly small and dainty despite your stature,” he purred as he rubbed his thumbs up and down my inner soles. “Thank you,” I murmured, too caught up with the erotic foot massage to say more.

Jordan ordered softly, yet the tone was hard as steel. I let my feet touch the floor and noted with a mixture of both relief and anxiety I realized I was barefoot. Probably a good thing, given how weak-kneed I felt. Now, with the loss of my shoes, I was left me feeling small and even more fragile at that moment, which was a feeling I did not need help with.

Before she could move them he took a grip on them and began to massage them in his strong hands. "Ohhhh Ben! That feels sooooo goooood!" Lori whimpered. "I assume those shoes are more for looks than for comfort, especially when dancing," he replied. Lori couldn't respond as his thumbs were working magic on her aching feet and all she could feel was bliss. He worked his way through all of her toes, moved to the ball, then the arch, the bridge and finally the heels. Lori was purring by the time he was done. "Lisa, your turn," he said as he moved Lori's feet over onto the bench next to him.

It was surely the most deaf, dumb, and blind part of my body. And also, I was beginning to think that Kai was doing it on purpose, because how could someone use more than twenty minutes to remove two pairs of shoes from their feet? And no, they were not tight. They were perfectly the size of my feet. The ache that was circulating in my body was becoming unbearable, and I had to press my lips together to ease the pain. 'You should cause a distraction if you want to survive without cheating.' My mind told me and I put that into action.

I scream into Luara’s cheeks, the sound muffled and wet. The boys lose patience. Alfie and Maximo stand, grab my ankles, and use my feet like a toy, fucking the tight space between my soles until they both explode at the same time. Hot ropes stripe my shins, drip between my toes. I curl them, milking every drop, then bring one foot to my mouth and lick it clean while staring straight at the camera.

Gently, he slid the heels off her and placed them back on the floor. He frowned when he saw the blisters at the back of her feet, “You shouldn’t be wearing them. They’re too tight for you.” Amber shrugged, embarrassed that he saw them. “They didn’t have my size,” she mumbled. She tried to put her feet back down but Fabian’s grip was firm. To her surprise, he started massaging her feet - her feet looked so tiny in his hands. His touch was deliciously electrifying and as he gently rubbed at her soles, the throbbing pain that she felt earlier began to fade away.

One of them called out causing the conversation to halt. “You are probably high man. I didn’t hear anything.” The other contradicted and they all agreed. The conversation went on like nothing had happened and I let out the breath I was holding. Stealthily, I engaged the laser ring to slice through the chains around my feet and carefully laid them on the floor when they were all through. My feet seemed to be numb for a moment and I couldn’t help groaning from the pain that shot through my leg. These fuckers did really do me good.

“Cum all over my pretty feet. I want to feel it.” That was all it took. Marcus groaned loudly as his orgasm hit. Thick ropes of cum erupted across her soles and toes , the first spurt landing on her arch, the next coating her crimson-painted toes. He kept stroking himself with her feet as he came, painting her soft skin with every pulse. Sophia flexed her toes, spreading his warm load between them and over the tops of her feet until they were glistening with a messy, erotic sheen.