As she dragged it across her nipples they visibly grew larger, longer and tighter as she pressed my shoe hard against each one in turn. Then she used the heel to lift each exquisite little breast then let it fall only slightly. The erotic display she was putting on for me, and no doubt for her own pleasure, aroused me and I moved one hand between my legs. I was unsurprised to discover my pussy was still open and engorged and I stroked a finger through its folds. I took a moment of quiet to absorb the incredible events of the day so far and wondered if there was more excitement still to be had.
There was.
Felicity was squatting astride my ankle and, still holding my shoe against her upper body with one hand, she slipped the other between her parted thighs. She stroked, massaged and teased her pussy for a while, moaning softly, her head thrown back and her dishevelled hair sticking to her sweaty back. She then positioned herself directly above my upward-pointing bare foot and, looking at me as though wordlessly seeking my permission again, gauging my reaction, she lowered her pussy onto the tip of my toe. She adjusted her position a couple of times, then purposefully sank down onto it in a single fluid movement. She gasped as it entered her soft, warm vagina and I curled my other toes to make it easier for her to accept all of my big toe inside her.
Remembering she'd told me (and I believed her) that she was a virgin and had not inserted anything other than a finger and a small hairbrush handle inside herself, this was a big move for her. I took hold of one of her hands to give her some stability and she rose up, paused, then sank down again onto my toe.
I could hardly believe this was happening. A young, awesomely desirable woman was, to be basic, toe-fucking herself with my foot. And I loved it. What more could a lesbian like me with a shoe and foot fetish ask for?
As she bounced up and down on my foot, her titties bobbed in rhythm and she began to pant and gasp.
"Oh my god Julia I can't believe ... this is ... oh fuck yesss ... fuck me Julia."
She put her hand back between her legs and started to masturbate again, urgently stroking, rubbing and fingering herself as she rode my toe. I tilted my foot to make it easier for more of it to enter her and her clit crashed against my curled smaller toes. Her noises became more frantic, her words more explicit. Finding the whole situation an incredible turn-on and quite unexpected, I quietly stroked and teased my own clit as I watched, becoming more and more aroused and absorbed in the whole quickly-developing experience.
Felicity was now delirious and was pumping and gyrating her hips, repeatedly lifting right off my foot then slamming back down, time and again, moaning and crying out. With her legs spread wide, she gave me an indescribably arousing view. My toe repeatedly disappeared inside her, and each time reappeared glistening wet with her juices. Oh the joy of sex with a young, fit, strong and flexible partner! She was clutching at her titties with her free hand, pinching her nipples and pulling at them whilst still masturbating herself in a frenzy of need and imminent fulfilment. But just as it seemed she was going to erupt into noisy orgasm, she slowed, and slowed, and ... stopped.
She held still with my toe buried deep inside her tight vagina. I realised what she was doing and encouraged her: "Yes Flix, just hold it there. Keep still. Claim the sensations. Ride the wave. Good girl. Hold it in. Save it for me, save it baby, capture the moment."
Felicity tentatively climbed off my foot and looked at me. She was physically shaking. "This is going to kill me, I'm sure," she panted. "Oh my god what an incredible feeling. It's still going, jeez I've almost gone too far, I'm struggling to hold it back Julia. What do I do? Help me please. It's too much. I can't stand this. I'm going to ... oh no ... trying hard ... "
I encouraged her to resist the temptation to let the climax win, and she did. She stayed motionless, down on all fours, her head down, her whole body tense and perspiring until, eventually ... she began to breathe a little easier. She sat back on her haunches, flicked back her hair, did one of her cute elbow-pumps and let out a long sigh followed by a 'Yessssssss ... I did it!'
I congratulated her and she smiled. "Thank you, teacher, that was fucking unbelievable. I really thought I'd gone over the cliff."
"Well sweetie it looked amazing from over here. I also thought you'd lost it at one point but you held on. Well done. But now I think you deserve a reward."
Her smile widened and I crawled over to her on the soft floor rug and I joined her there.
"What's my reward, Auntie?" she asked in her put-on little-girlie voice
"You'll see. I'll show you."
It only took moments for me to suitably arrange our legs and soon we were rubbing our needy pussies together. Felicity's flexibility and her natural thigh gap made this simple and very pleasurable as we pressed, moved, rocked and gyrated sensually, sending waves of horny-making pleasure through our clits. There seemed to be legs everywhere and I wondered if Felicity had morphed into some kind of humanoid-octopus but it all made sense when she lay on her back with one leg straight up against my body, her calf between my boobs and her foot level with my mouth.
I squeezed her leg between my boobs, wrapping them around it with my hands and mock-fucked it, which Felicity enjoyed immensely. In fact, she enjoyed anything involving my breasts. We changed positions fluidly as we became a riot of writhing bodies, licking, sucking, slapping, and sliding, occasionally breaking off to smear copious quantities of lube on our pussies, legs, boobs, everywhere really. Felicity especially loved getting into various 'scissors' positions where we could rub, press, and slam our clits together and I as always, I thoroughly enjoyed writhing with a woman who's still wearing her shoes. But I couldn't remember another woman who could gyrate and rock her hips quite like Felicity did that night! We were like animals and our tummies slapped together as we tribbed to a crescendo, our pussies wet with a slippery, slithery amalgam of lube and two horny women's copious natural juices.
The sound of wet pink flesh on wet pink flesh is like no other and I found it irresistibly arousing, so, for a change, I didn't resist. Neither did Felicity, and we shouted, moaned, and writhed together to two almost-synchronous, very noisy and very powerful orgasms. We came with our vulvas pressed hard against each other's and clutched at each other's naked sweaty bodies. My orgasm was deep and rewarding, reminding me that edging isn't the only way and sometimes wild, fulfilling, abandoned lust is good too!
I hugged Felicity against me as waves of pleasure engulfed us both, then subsided. She drifted between laughing and panting as she got her breath back whilst I calmed myself, feasting on the satisfying and slowly decaying sensations in my groin. Eventually I let her go and we looked each other up and down. Felicity leaned into me and kissed me passionately, her tongue probing deep into my mouth.
"Oh my ... I'm speechless. That was amazing. Thank you so much," Felicity whispered in my ear, then asked: "I'd like to do something I've only ever fantasised about and would only ever do in front of someone I deeply trust. I'm sure you'll like it, and all you have to do is watch. OK?"
How could I turn down such an offer so I agreed and made myself comfortable.
Felicity took a deep breath, turned to me and asked if I had some antiseptic disinfectant wipes. Slightly odd request, I thought, but I told here where to find them in the kitchen. She tottered there and back, naked except for her pink shoes, bringing the wipes with her. She'd also found another bottle of my favourite lubricant; just as well as we'd already used up two. Then she sat down and started to take off her shoes with nervous fumbling fingers. I watched as she then meticulously wiped them all over, and I noticed a soft rather private smile on her face.
This was getting interesting, especially when she also did the same to one of mine. It was the one with the dangly adornment and she proceeded to lick it all over, spending a while sucking the tiny gold ingot. I found that fascinating, and raised my eyebrows when she then began to smear lube on its sole and its gold heel.
Standing up, she began to brush my shoe up and down the insides of her legs, across her tummy and over her pussy. Insisting I watch closely, and with her eyes firmly on me, presumably to gauge my reaction, she then crouched slightly and touched the tip of its heel on her clit. I saw her flinch at the first contact, but she held it there and teased her pink bud, using the heel to probe under its hood and then making circles and figure-eight shapes. She was oozing juices and obviously getting off on this big-time. She then sat on the floor, leaning back whilst supporting herself on one hand and with her legs spread wide apart, she looked alternately at me and at the shoe as though to foretell what was coming next.
After a few seconds, which to me felt like hours, she began to slowly insert the long slender gold heel into her open vagina, a little at a time, always needing to know I was watching.
