Vanessa Lachey Feet Novels & Stories

It was the sound of my execution. A woman stepped into the light at the bottom of the stairs. She was dressed in a crimson silk wrap, but my eyes didn't go to her face. They went to her feet. Red Louboutin heels. The same shade of blood. The same expensive, pointed toes that Katherine had used to mock my dying body in the past life. "Vanessa," I whispered, the name feeling like ash. She didn't look at me. She looked at Richard, her face full with genuine joy, smiling from one ear to another.

He gave me an anti-bruising cream for my neck and sent me off. - "Alpha Christian will be here any moment! Channing hurry up on dinner!" Luna Rachael yelled. I gave her a simple "yes ma'am," and finished plating the potatoes. Then I took the food to the buffet just like this morning. After I went to the doctor, everything went pretty smoothly. Except for the part where Jamie had to lend me a dress because I didn't have a decent one. That was quite the show. The dress is beautiful though. It's a pale blue dress that goes to about mid-thigh, with a sweetheart neckline. It's not too extravagant, with only a few diamonds on the bodice. My shoes were just some white wedges that were about 3 inche

**Vanessa's POV** I surveyed the hall; the decorations were falling into place just as I'd envisioned. We were halfway through the setup. As I stepped into the room, the soft glow accentuated the hazel depths of my eyes, reflecting a mixture of curiosity and quiet confidence. Cascading curls framed my face, an intricate dance of chestnut waves that whispered tales of their own. Freckles, scattered like stardust, adorned my skin, each one a unique constellation tracing a map of experiences. With a smile that held hints of both mischief and humor.

It twitched under her gaze. Caleb stood completely naked now. His slim body trembled slightly. His chest rose and fell quickly. A light sheen of sweat covered his skin. Vanessa uncrossed her legs. "Good boy. Come here." She lifted the hem of her dress slowly, revealing black lace panties. She pulled them aside with two fingers and spread her thighs wider on the edge of the table. Her pussy was already wet, the lips smooth and glistening. "On your knees. Put your mouth on me."

“Well, this is adorable.” The voice was smooth. Cold. And very familiar. Lila’s stomach dropped instantly. She didn’t need to turn around to know who it was. Vanessa Hart. The queen of Northbridge University. Slowly, Lila looked up. Vanessa stood a few feet away under the glow of the streetlights, looking as flawless as always. Her long blonde hair fell perfectly over her shoulders, and her fitted black jacket hugged her figure like it had been designed specifically for her.

"We've been talking about Ryan for two days now." Chloe laughed. "Have we?" "Yes." Vanessa pointed at her. "You've told me how kind he is, how respectful he is, how successful he is..." She narrowed her eyes playfully. "And I don't even know what the man looks like." Chloe blinked. "You don't?" "No." Vanessa folded her arms. "So..." She smiled mischievously. "Show me a picture." Chloe laughed. "I don't even think I have one." "You don't?"

Vanessa slides her foot up against my calf, a bold, provocative movement meant to prove she can get my attention right in front of her sister. I don't move away. Instead, I shift my heavy boot and press down hard right on top of her expensive designer shoe, pinning her foot to the floor like concrete. Vanessa lets out a sharp, choked gasp, her face twisting in sudden pain. "Are you okay, Vanessa?" I ask smoothly, raising an eyebrow. "You look a little tense." Jami looks up from her water glass, confused. "Vanessa? What's wrong?" "Nothing," Vanessa squeezes out through gritted teeth, her face flushing red as she struggles to pull her foot back. I let her go with a mocking smile, and she pulls

Half sleepy Vanessa then realized that it was her sweet angel mother that was screaming her lungs out. "Who won't wake up from this SWEET SCREAM MOMMM," Vanessa said while sitting up in a lazy way smoothing her fingers in her black hair that was a mess. Well, meet Vanessa Valencia a 17 years old girl with dark black long hair which she got from her mother, chocolate brownish eyes with a thin brown orbit, having a height of an average girl 5 feet 3 with a coffee glow skin. That's Stay in California of the united states far away from the crowded city with her sweet mom Alisa valencia.

Vanessa is sitting in a big bathtub that has 3 staircases. The silver tap is letting out really chilly water but the water in the bathtub is smoking hot Yes, Flames that refused to be quenched are coming out of Vanessa's naked body. (A/n: "Hey, don't fantasise about her. She's for Jack exclusively. Get it? :) )

"I wanted to ask—." As she talks, a part of me zones off. Imagining something else. Cream's skin. Ber's cock… And the newest addition, Vanilla's feet. I'd always had a strange foot fetish, but I never knew I'd be into baby feet. Cause that's exactly how hers is. White and all pink, while soft and so small… "Channing?" I blink. Right. This pigeon is still here. "Hmm?" "Would you?" She asks. "Ah, I—" Can't stand you. Staring at you makes me wish I was anywhere, probably being fucked with my head while my head's bashed into the wall, restricting my oxygen while I cum.