Scaramouche Feet Novels & Stories

she breathed and scrubbed my back, allowing her fingers to knead harder, driving them into my muscles. "Maybe you don't know me very well." "I think I do," she countered and moved her hands to caress my ass, swirling and massaging, cupping and kneading. I realized I was breathing heavily and pressed my hands against the shower as her fingers moved to my legs. "And what do you think you know about me?" "That you are lost, but if you let me, maybe I can help you," Scarlet purred as she dropped to her knees, washing my calves and feet, crawling around to the front and gazing up, her smile one of pure sin.

"Play something happy, Alessia! Is this my birthday party or a funeral?" Bianca's shrill voice cut through the party chatter, a dull knife scraping my last nerve. I took a deep breath, my fingertips numb, and let my hands move on autopilot across the keys. I was wearing a faded old dress, the hem crudely stitched, completely out of place in the glittering ballroom. "God, look at her hands," Bianca pointed and laughed. "They're as rough as a charwoman's. And she thinks she can be a pianist? Alessia, you're better suited to scrubbing our toilets."

“He doesn't give a fuck about such things,I will go have a shower,you should to we have work to do” “Sure I will,not like you both are so different,the both of you are a mad match, another match can't beat you guys” Scar smirked, “A mad match” “You still moved the things over,that's unnecessary” Scar asked walking down the stairs,she's dressed in a crop top and shorts, her hair packed in a ponytail. Summer smiled as she directed the movers with the stack of boxes. “Well it would be a waste imagine all this babies stuck at the farm house,who is going to rock them, mom, Domnic”

The corner of her nude painted lips twitched, and before either of us could say another word, Carmen’s head appeared from the ballroom along with a single manicured hand that waved us forward. Descending the winding staircase in the strappy heels Carmen forced onto my feet was a harrowing experience. Around the halfway mark I stumbled but regained my footing when a set of silver eyes popped into my line of sight, followed by two thumbs up from Olive. She danced along the outskirts of the crowd, bouncing on the tips of her toes as she tried to meet my eyes past the sea of heads. “The one time I don’t wear platforms…” She sighed dramatically, flinging the tail of her ebony scarf around her nec

She was here, she was all real and she was going to be mine. I leaned a little to touch her aligned toes. They were beautifully sculptured in descending order from the thumb to the pinky finger of her feet. I bent further to place a kiss on the middle of her right foot and ascended my lips as they kept striking with her smooth skin until they reached her knee, I sniffed her fragrance. She smelled like a divinely heaven-made angel only made for a broken sadist like me. Every time her sweet lilac smell entered my nostrils made me lose my mind even more.

I called, again. I turned on my heels, almost toppling over my feet. I groaned and looked down at my feet. Her pair of gold heels was staring right back at me. A smile spread across my face and I picked it up, sniffing it, desperately to catch a whiff of her hypnotic scent.

I quickly gathered as many rocks as I could in my hand and let loose, I threw the rocks so quickly that I couldn’t keep count of how many had hit it the last rock hit its head causing it to fall, I ran to the monster whilst it was down, how am I supposed to kill it now? I glared at the snarling monster and watched as it tried to reach for my foot, that’s it! I lifted my foot and slammed it back onto its head just as the beast glanced upwards, I could feel the skull giving way as I lifted my foot to give it another go. The skull was slowly breaking and by the third stomp my foot was successfully through into the brain. Great that’s going to stain my shoe, I lifted my foot and watched as the b

"Cassie, please stop doing this, okay?" Laurel sniffled, and her soft voice was shaking. "So many people are here watching us right now. Are you sure you're going to pin everything on this smol bean again? "You're the one who wanted to make the strawberry mousse glacee and messed with the supplies. Now that Dave has come to our door to demand a refund, you're still trying to blame a cutiepie like me? "All you have to do is pay him and apologize. It's not like it'll cost you your life."

before the door opened and boy I am not expecting what I witnessed Scar is a girl with pixie cut black hair with brown eyes. She has a nose ring and she have tatoos all over her right arm. I know staring is rude but I can not help it. I did not expect that she will look like this. I smiled so wide I am sure she can see my wisdom tooth and shouted at the same time hug her. *weird side activated* "You are so awesome! Are you Scar? Oh my gosh! Does it hurt when you were inked? Can I have one too?!"

she huffed. «««««««««««««««««««««««« FUCK REID!! Scarlet spat angrily, kicking a metal pole with her foot. “Ugh!” She groaned as the pain rushed through her veins making her crouch down on the cold floor. She folded her legs and softly rubbed against her toes beneath her boots.