The next thing he knew, he was lying down on the wet floor, his pants still around his ankles and cock fully erect. The second young woman he had met today stood over him and he could see up her towel at freshly shaven lips.
Will swallowed in excitement. "W-what's your name?"
She glared down at him. "Shut up, pervert." Her hand ran through her short hair, brushing the long bangs from her eyes. Her face was clean of all makeup but man she was still pretty. Actually, her face was more handsome than pretty. Her jaw was too strong and checks too high. Her ears were littered with earrings and steel bars which clinked lightly as she shook her head in pity. "Do these," she put a foot in front of his face and wiggled her toes, "really make your dick that hard?"
All Will could do was nod. He didn't want to cause a scene on his very first day. The best thing to do was play along with this crazy, fantasy fulfilling game.
The woman snorted. "You're sick." She moved her foot to his cock and began stroking across it slowly. "Is that how you like it?" Her soft, wet toes rubbed his shaft, occasionally squeezing, sending jolts of pleasure through his body.
"I'm sick?" Will laughed with a croak. "You're the one doing it to-" His words cut off as her toes entered his mouth. The big toe stayed out and rubbed against the stubble on his cheek while her other toes explored deep, doing their best to choke and gag him. He could taste the coconutty body wash she had used. His favourite. He wrapped his tongue around her toes, flicking all around and between, tasting every inch of them with passion.
As he indulged himself she positioned her other foot between his legs and his throbbing cock twitched as her toes massaged his balls. "You're really into this," the woman spat. "What could've happened to you to get this perverted?"
He moaned around the toes in his mouth as a wave of cathartic pleasure consumed his body. He writhed for a couple of minutes straight as he thought about past experiences. That had never happened before. This damned woman was an expert on torture. "I'm gonna..." he started after her toes left his mouth.
"That so?" She moved her foot back down and used his saliva as lube. Her rubbing continued, right on the sensitive spot, as her other set of toes massaged and pinched at his sack.
"Oh fuuu..." Will lifted his head to watch the finale. His whole cock began to throb.
The woman let out a small gasp and gripped his cock with her toes, standing it up straight, and began pumping softer and slower, all along the tip.
Will clenched his teeth and suppressed a moan as he exploded. A jet of cum flew into the air and landed on her foot. Several more jets burst forth and landed on her smooth, pale skin, his whole body twisting in pleasure. Her toes slowed and squeezed harder as she milked the rest of his seed from within. It oozed out and dribbled over her toes, eventually dripping onto his stomach.
She let go of his cock and made her way to the towel rack, pulling off another towel and wiping his mess up off her once clean feet. "I've been with a lot of guys but none of them have been as sick as you," she said in disgust. "Just wait till I tell the others of your dirty little secret." She smiled maniacally and threw the towel on Will's chest before walking out the door and closing it casually.
Will was too shocked to react and simply lay there unable to believe what just happened. Was he just raped? No, he really loved what just happened. After all, it was the first time that a woman had engaged him in his fetish without him doing anything. What if all the girls in this house are the same? Surely not...
After a few long minutes, he picked up the towel and cleaned himself off. He looked at himself long and hard in the mirror and he pondered. If the other girls are anything like her then he definitely won't get any work done. How will I explain failing university to my parents? He thought as he rubbed at his stubbly chin.
