Marys Vineyard

Mary-Alice was a traditional Huguenot girl raised on her family's vineyard in the Cape Winelands. Despite being 25, Mary-Alice had only recently begun to experiment with relationships and had her first kiss. The person she was experimenting with, was her 18-year-old stepcousin, Sébastien. Not exactly conventional, but when you're a shy, inexperienced traditional girl who lives in the middle of nowhere, has no car and is only interested in traditional virgin boys, your options are fairly limited. At least her stepcousin wasn't a psycho and could be trusted.

Although both were strongly opposed to pre-marital sex, Sébastien's hand and foot fetish opened up an interesting loophole. After all, hand and foot worship, although sexual, wasn't exactly the same as having sex. It's not like they would be seeing each other naked, and hands and feet weren't a part of the body you had to keep hidden. Sébastien had already given Mary-Alice a foot rub, so the two saw no harm in taking it a bit further. It would all happened on one faithful summer day, when the two unconventional lovebirds decided to sneak off for a secret rendezvous, in a section of the property that the rest of the family rarely ventured to. A makeshift picnic accompanied with wine, cheese and grapes. What could be more romantic? On that particular day Mary-Alice had chosen to don her traditional silk dress and white leather sandals.

It started out as any romantic French picnic might, feeding each other grapes and cheese, toasting before each wine shot and of course lots of kisses and giggles. Conveniently, neither one of the two young lovebirds had remembered to grab napkins, so Sébastien proceeded to clean his step cousin's fingers the only way he could.

Mary-Alice's toes began to curl up in her sandals as she felt her long, slender, pale unpainted fingers slide into Sébastien's mouth, as he proceeded to clean off every bit of cheese and grape residue. Her facial expressions and hard toe curling said it all. There was no hiding her arousal as with each finger, Sébastien's licks and nibbles became more and more sensual. Mary-Alice's natural uncut toenails were beginning to cut into the leather of her sandals as her toes curled harder than ever before. Her flat feet soon began to cramp, but her toes simply would not uncurl as her stepcousin continued to worship her long slender fingers.

He ran her fingers horizontally across his lips, before proceeding to insert as many as he could into his mouth, as deeply as they would fit. He could taste a slight hint of silver, as her rings began to hit the edges of his teeth. Any deeper and he would've swallowed them. Mary-Alice's arousal grew even more intense as her long nails began to scrape the back of Sébastien's throat, causing her sensual stepcousin to gag and drool. She signaled to him to pull out and let him catch his breath.

Her step cousin's saliva had now taken the place of the food residue on her fingers. She ran her finger's across Sébastien's, and the food residue on his fingers was now mixed with his own saliva. Mary-Alice's toes still refused to uncurl, and her gold toe ring was now starting to cut into her skin. Nevertheless, she proceeded to return the favor, sliding Sébastien's fingers which were just as long and slender and now drenched with his own saliva, into her mouth. She repeated the same actions he had performed on her. It wasn't long before Mary-Alice's fingers once again found themselves in Sébastien's mouth, and the two kinky stepcousins were now engaging in a mutual finger worship session, which continued until the two lovebirds nearly choked each other.

They pulled out almost in sync, taking large strands of each other's saliva with them, one strand even falling onto Mary-Alice's elegant dress. After licking each other's juices off their own fingers, Sébastien planted a few kisses on his stepcousin's soft delicate hands, before concluding the session with a few sensual kisses. As they pulled away from each other, Mary-Alice's toes finally began to return to their natural position. Her panties had become so wet and uncomfortable, that she felt she had no choice but to reach under her dress and remove them, no matter how taboo it felt. She was careful not to let her stepcousin catch a glimpse of her bald virgin pussy. They took a few more sips of wine to cleanse their throats and give themselves a breather, but the fun was far from over.

Sébastien signaled to his stepcousin to stand up, as he began to strip off his shoes and socks. He held her in a tight embrace as he gently rubbed her back through her dress, and his uncut toenails gently began to scratch what bare pale leg wasn't covered by Mary-Alice's dress. His foot eventually found its way down to her gold anklet. The ornament was just loose enough to allow Sébastien to be able to grip it with his toes. He maneuvered it up and down her smooth leg as he held her in a tight embrace and proceeded to commence a sensual make out session, using the method invented by their people. Even with the three layers of clothing between them, Mary-Alice could still feel her stepcousin's hard-on pressing against her. His actions and arousal once again triggered a reaction in her toes.

Sébastien released his stepcousin from his sensual embrace, dropped to his knees and looked her in the eyes, then at her flat Egyptian shaped feet. As his fingers began to unlatch her sandals, Mary-Alice's toes once again began to react, and her heart skipped a thousand beats. She attempted to maintain her balance and posture as the tops of her flat feet were now exposed to the dry South African air. Sébastien lowered himself in the same way someone would when performing a deep prayer and took one last look at Mary-Alice. Her toes were once again experiencing contortions, as she realized what was about to happened next.

Her head lifted, her back slightly arched and her eyes rolled back slightly as her beloved stepcousin, down on his hands and knees, began to plant sensual kisses upon the feet of his beloved Mary-Alice. As much as he wanted to plant kisses upon her long toenails, there was no stopping her contortions. He had no choice but to settle for her knuckles and gold toe ring.

He removed Mary-Alice's contorted foot from her sandal and caressed her shin, causing her gold anklet to slide up and down. He kissed the top of her foot then slowly worked his way down towards her contorted toes. He was finally able to experience the taste and texture of her uncut nails. Her toes were curled so tight that the strongest man in the world probably wouldn't have been able to uncurl them. He proceeded to pleasure them as best as he could, putting as much of her contorted foot into his mouth as he could, almost causing her to lose her balance in the process. He worked his way along the tips of her curled toes, her uncut nails scraping his tongue. The sounds emanating from Mary-Alice told him everything he needed to know.

Once he felt they were both satisfied, he placed her contorted foot upon the picnic blanket. Her curled toes coupled with her lack of prominent arches made it challenging to sustain her balance and posture, nevertheless, they somehow managed, and Sébastien could now turn his attention to her other foot.

He freed it from her sandal and repeated the same actions he had performed on her left foot, careful not to accidently swallow her gold toe ring. Her foot ornament added an interesting element. It created just enough spread for Sébastien to be able to slide his tongue in. The metallic taste of her foot ornament, combined with the natural taste of salt and vinegar, was unlike anything he'd tasted before. Then, in a high-pitched squeal, Mary-Alice instructed her stepcousin to hand her the wine bottle.

She kicked Sébastien onto his knees and worked her right foot up his collar and neck, before planting her curled toes onto his lips. She used her toes to signal to him to open his mouth, and before he knew what hit him, a stream of wine was running down Mary-Alice's foot and into her stepcousin's mouth, staining his shirt in the process, but he didn't care. He continued to worship his beloved stepcousin's now wine-soaked foot, and she proceeded to rub her archless sole across his face. When she finally lost her balance and fell onto the picnic blanket, they took it as a sign that that was enough fun for the first time. The kinkiness still wasn't over though.

After giving each other a few sensual French kisses and planting some final kisses of gratitude and affection upon the foot of Mary-Alice, the two caught their breath while Sébastien continued to sensually rub his beloved stepcousin's foot and toes. They poured what little bit of wine they had remaining into one glass, and drank it, but not before Mary-Alice dipped her toes in it and rubbed them around the rim. Both their hearts skipped a beat as they planted the glass onto their lips. It was the best glass of wine they've ever tasted. What a way to end their date.

Just like that, these two unconventional lovebirds had found a way to give each other sexual pleasure in a way that didn't go against their traditional values. Who knows what other kinky loopholes they might discover with in the future?