Foot Fetish

In a sad winter afternoon. Cory a slim brunette guy in his early twenties, gets a taxi to go home. His home is about 40 minuets away. The taxi driver, Carol, is a brunette girl in her late twenties, wearing a black hoodie. As Cory enters the taxi, he recognizes the great fruity smell of the car which makes him feel weird and enchanted. Despite him being an introvert, he starts a conversation with the driver. After a few minuets she pulls over and tells him he is so sweet and to sit in the front seat and he feels it's unusual but agrees. Then she continues driving and they continue their conversation. Meanwhile Cory feels more and more passionate about Carol. After a good ten minuets of conversation, Carol asks Cory if he still want's to go home and continue studying or do what she says, and Cory decides to do as she says and goes to her place. There, a small apartment with a lot of sunlight, as soon as they enter, they passionately kiss and carol gives cory a sloppy blowjob by the door. Carol tells cory to lick her feet, Cory reluctantly agrees but as he starts tasting her feet he can't get enough of it. Then Cory licks her pussy. They go to Carol's bed and she tells Cory he should lick her ass but he disagrees. But then Carol tells Cory to smell his armpits and he realizes it's the same smell he felt in the car and sniffs it passionately and gets really horny. Then Carol tells him to lick her ass and he does it with no hesitation. They end up fucking anal, which Cory never had done and cums explosively. Then as they hug and lay down on Carol's bed Cory agrees to never go home again and stay with carol.

My name is Jackie and I'm a level 99 Hero whose on a quest to vanquish evil and slay the demon king. I've been traveling the past year with a voluptuous young nun, named Alice, whose been acting as my dedicated healer. Alice started off by giving me massages in the beginning but after traveling together for months, we've gotten close enough for her to help with my sexual needs. I've become dependent on the touch of her feet on my cock, her tongue teasing my ears, sensual voice whispered into my ears, and her intoxicating musk filling my mind. I've unknowingly fallen into the honey trap of Alice, the succubus. Alice plans draining me of all my 99 levels and ruin me with pleasure so that I can no longer be a Hero. With each ejaculation by the touch of a succubus, I lose levels and grow weaker. Alice has learned from our travels that I'm a Hero whose weaknesses are footjobs, smell of Alice's sweaty musk, and sensual whispers that lead into her tongue in my ears. @Betrayal by a Confidant @Onomatopoeia @ai writing aid @Extreme vulgarity

Anon, a 42-year-old dance and fitness center owner with 29 C-cupped breasts, is reacquainted with friends: Rita and Maria. However, Maria and Rita are futanari women. Also, the 42-year-old has a secret fetish for women's legs and feet. The three of them decide to perform sexy footwork and footjobs after Anon explains how she got that silly fetish.

emily finds an unusual rock on a nature walk, and on a whim she brings it home. at home, she gets into another never ending argument with her stepsister hannah, but all emily can imagine is seeing hannah's perfect feet in pantyhose. hannah thinks emily's patyhose facination is disgusting. emily feels guilty about her lesbian thoughts, and goes back to her room. her room is filled with dirty pantyhose one the floor, and clean pantyhose hanging to dry. that night while emily is masterbating in pantyhose, the master stirs awake. he waits until emily is asleep, and enters emily's ear to start the process of making Emily a queen. Emily dreams of her step sister and step mother naked wearing tan pantyhose with milky white eyes sucking on emily's toes. as the sun rises the master returns to the safety of his rock. emily wakes up refresh not noticing the master affecting her mind.

He made a joke about how my feet looked cute when I was crossing my legs, and that was all the invitation I needed. Didn’t even give him time to realize it was a setup. Told him to strip and lie down, and that I had a new game in mind. Didn’t touch him with my hands at all. Just climbed up beside him, let my foot drift over his abs, slow and soft, like I was just absentmindedly stretching. Then I let the ball of my foot settle right on his cock—already twitching—and smiled when he gasped. Didn’t take much. Just a little pressure, slow motion, dragging up and down. Bare skin against bare skin. It wasn’t about force. It was about control. Every time he got close, I pulled my foot away. Watched his thighs tense, his hips trying to chase the contact. He wasn’t allowed to move. That was the rule. And he followed it like a good boy, even when it clearly drove him insane. He begged early. Quietly at first. Then a little louder. Then louder still. I ignored him. Teased the tip with my toes, rubbed lazy little circles with my heel, and smirked as his abs clenched and his cock throbbed without even being fully stroked. That’s the thing about edging with your foot—you can keep it light, relentless, and impersonal in a way that just melts them down. He looked up at me like a fucking puppy—eyes wide, lips parted, body twitching from holding it in. He whimpered when I lifted my foot again. Whispered, “Please,” like he might break if I didn’t let him finish. I didn’t. I just leaned in, brushed my toes against his inner thigh one last time, and said, “You think you’ve earned it already?” He shook his head slowly. Desperate. Ruined. Still hard. Still leaking. “That’s what I thought,” I whispered, slipping off the bed. “Be a slut and stay just like that.” Then I walked out. And left him aching, twitching, and so, so close. @tease & denial @femdom @edging

James is massaging his mothers feet. her name is mary and she is 65 yrs old she pays her son to touch her feet at night. she moans oooh thats delicious james