This happened about ten years ago when I was traveling on a business trip. I was married to my hubby at the time and controlling him full- time in our FLR lifestyle. My hubby was home locked in his trusty custom-made stainless-steel chastity cage which as always is also secured with his PA piercing, so I know he can't cheat. I've never cuckolded my hubby, but I tease him about it, and he knows I've always liked to "play" with boys every now and then to get my juices flowing. I'm an Asian gal with naturally tan skin, exotic looks and a darn good figure if I say so myself. I am short and petite however because of all the tennis I play I have very tan and toned legs, a cute little ass and "sun-seeker" perky little tits. I used to travel often with work, and this happened while on one of those trips.
Business travel can be extremely boring so to mix it up a bit and make things more exciting for me I like to have some fun with one of my favorite activities. To be blunt, I'm a bit of a tease, I simply adore having a man worship me and grovel at my feet, begging for a little piece of my sweet little ass or tight little puss-puss and sometimes -- well, they might just get a little taste if they're very lucky. I'm into mild bondage, and discipline, nothing too heavy, just enough to control my "victim," I love to be in control. Because they are so easy to find and control, I like to tease guys with a foot-fetish, just like my hubby who has a major foot-fetish. I like men at my feet and if they adore them all the better for me.
During this particular prowl for some after work fun I was wearing a pair of low-slung white hip-huggers and I had wet lip gloss on my full lips, I was braless with a nearly see-thru blouse tied in a simple knot at my waist showing my toned belly. My simple leather flip-flops showed off my dainty feet to attract the male foot lover. My toenails were perfectly trimmed, and I had a small gold anklet around my right ankle. I put a few goodies in my shoulder bag and off I went looking for my nights "game."
While sitting at a table along the sidewalk in front of a popular lounge I noticed a guy a couple tables away. His eyes popped out of his head when I put my legs up on the chair across from me and let one of my flip-flops dangle off my foot. I giggled to myself as I watched him continually try to casually glance over at my little tootsies. I decided he might be fun so to "reel him in" I let one of my flip-flops fall off my foot to the ground. I laughed out loud as he almost broke his leg rushing over to pick it up for me. When he put it back on my foot his hands were trembling, and I knew he had nibbled at the "bait."
He must have been in his early forties, well-dressed, rugged-looking, and fairly husky in an athletic way. He had gray at his temples with streaks running through his full head of hair. He leered down at my almost exposed tits, and I told him he could sit down if he wanted, and I moved my feet to another chair. He took me up on the offer and soon we were chatting over cocktails and light snacks. He told me he was divorced and in town on business. I commented that I was tired, having done too much on my feet that day with work and that my "tootsies ached."
He didn't hesitate one second as he reached down, scooped up my feet, took off my flip-flops and placed them in his lap. His hands were strong and firm as he massaged my soles, arches and popped each little piggy toe. His dick was hard as a rock, and I made sure that my feet lightly buried into his crotch and wriggled my toes to edge him on. As I teased him with my feet, he became flushed, and it became difficult for him to talk or concentrate on our conversation. I giggled to myself imagining what he was going through -- hoping for relief while trying to gently hump his hard cock into my teasing little tootsies.
The poor boy was simply all frustrated and flabbergasted -- and his cock was hard as a rock and begging to get into my panties. To tell the truth my pussy was getting very moist, and I was feeling little ripples of pleasure creep up my legs into my groin and belly. As the drinks flowed our conversation quickly become less formal, and he soon confessed that he had "a thing for feet" but unfortunately wasn't able to get any "foot action" since his divorce a few years ago. I pretended to sympathize with him as I continued my teasing little foot rubs on his throbbing cock.
It was soon getting late in the afternoon, and I had kept this fellow on my string for a considerable length of time. I continued to tease and torment him, flashing a bit of bare tit, licking my lips to keep them wet and glistening and giving him "encouragement" to keep on massaging my little tootsies. He surprised the hell out of me when he lifted one of my feet to his lips and started kissing it - right there on the sidewalk!
This guy was impossible, and I started to wonder when the proposition would come. The thought no sooner entered my mind when it came, and of course I agreed, telling him that I was a little kinky and he would have to humor me in my "games." Being as horny as he was, I knew he wouldn't refuse, guys never do -- especially foot guys.
His hotel was not that far and as we walked hand in hand, I kept whispering in his ear how "nice" it was going to be. Nibbling at his earlobe, sticking my tongue tip in his ear, pressing my little titties against him, I kept thinking how fun it would be if I could make him cum while walking. The door to his room was still closing as he took me in his arms and gave me a deep French kiss as he thrust his hips into me. I molded my body to his, pushing my pussy against the hardness of his throbbing cock grinding against him. It was all we could do to breathe.
I plopped my sweet little ass down on his sofa and told him to undress as I undid the buttons of my blouse and let my flip flops slip off my feet. He gasped when he saw my firm tits through my open blouse with nipples pointing towards the ceiling all hard and quivering. It was warm outside, and we had worked up a little sweat on our short walk to his hotel, but this did not hinder him from falling to his knees in front of me and kissing and licking my legs and feet with passion.
His erect cock was bobbing up and down in front of him, he was circumcised, the head was a dark purple and the veins were sticking out about to burst - I like a man's cock to behave like that. His balls were large and full of juice - for little me.
