The following is a true story that happened to me during the summer of 1998. (And I am dead serious) I would like any and all feedback on this story after you read it. What parts did you like, what got you hot, even parts you hated. I also have many more stories like the one below and to get them all you have to do is ask. Enjoy ladies this one is for you and I am sure you will all get a kick out of it in one form or another.
I had just finished my workout at the local gym and when I was walking out to my car I looked up and on the hood of my car was my old girlfriend Denise and she was sitting on her stomach with her feet in the air. As I got closer she told me "I was just in the area and I was walking around with no shoes on cause my feet hurt and I needed a massage." As she did that she took her red nails and moved them up and down the length of her foot. "I wanted to see if that wonderful tongue of yours still had the power it had when we went out. Look how dirty my feet got. My feet hurt so bad I had to slip off my heels and walk around barefoot. Everyone was staring at me. Look at all the grime that is on the bottom. Look closer."
As she extended a foot toward my face I could smell the dirty foot aroma and I started to get a hard on. Denise noticed this and said, "I see you still have a foot fetish. Still jerk off to my pictures?" she asked.
I nodded yes.
"Oh really, well let's go back to your house I wanna watch what you do to my pictures," she said as we got into my car.
Denise then propped her feet on my dash board as I attempted to drive. "My feet really miss that tongue of yours. My pretty unpainted toes miss you swirling your tongue around them trying to suck off all the dirt that got on there from walking around the grocery store. Remember those times, Chris? Every time I go by there or walk barefoot I think about you and your tongue on my feet and on my pussy. Slurping all my pussy juice and then licking my ass. Oh god what a marvelous thought huh? Your tongue driving in my ass like a cock."
We got to my house and my cock was throbbing as we went up to my room and I pulled out Denise's foot pics. "Get out my letters I wrote to you and I want to watch what you do," Denise purred as she took a seat in the corner.
"Pretend I'm not here," Denise said as she put her heels on the ground. "I was wearing these heels for the last two days thinking of you, know that?" Denise said as she picked up a heel.
"Look at my picture and jerk that cock of yours," Denise yelled.
She handed me a heel and told me to jerk off in it. I began to read one of the nastiest letters she ever wrote me while I jerked my cock hard and it wasn't long before I unloaded a pretty big load of my protein drink inside the heel. I squeezed out the last drops and put the heel down. Denise bent over and looked in the heel.
"My my, you came a lot and I am damn thirsty," she lifted the heel and began to tilt it toward her mouth and then she suddenly stopped. She had me come over and put her picture on the floor.
"How bad do you want to lick my feet again?" she asked. "How bad do you want to stick all 5 of my toes in your mouth? How would you like to have the real thing for a change instead of the picture?"
All I could do was nod my head yes. "Well we are going to see how bad you want to lick my feet. How bad you want to get the grime off." Denise then told me to not take my eyes off her picture no matter what.