Chapter 13: In Sarah's House Warm sunlight had been streaming into Sarah's house for several hours now, bathing its rooms in a rich array of golden light that blended seamlessly with the white walls of the foyer, the kitchen, and the living room, the deep red walls of the dining room, and the lavender walls of the bedroom. The succulent smell of cooking mea...
You march all day long with your platoon, marched up and down and stood at attention. The sun was ablaze and the day was full of heat, but what kept me attentive was those feet in your combat boots. Your boots seemed like a size 12. All black and heavy duty. And just the size of it, i can imagine how your feet smell. Even the size and shape of your feet imp...
The phone rang and I picked it up saying, "Hello." I heard the sexiest "Hi Roger." I had not talked to Melissa in six months. She and I had both been traveling on business. As soon as I heard her sweet voice I thought of the last time we had seen each other. It had been a weekend – oh la, la, la. Melissa asked me how I was doing. I told her fine. She then...
I had just finished up my five-mile morning run, when David pulled up, a local young man who does carpentry work in my little town. Being a divorced older woman, I needed such help from time to time and he'd come recommended by others. I watched the young man get out of his truck, a handsome stud to be sure, in his early 20s with shaggy blonde hair and a le...
Chapter 9: End of evening. As James finished with Faith's last feet, he tumbled from exhaustion. He had licked both of them, entirely. The taste of sweat and dirt didn't vanish from his tortured mouth, even though he was not licking anymore. He shivered. Worst places were obviously the spaces between the toes, where sock lint and foot waste accumulated to c...
Beth sat in the dim glow of the bar of the hotel she stayed at on business. The smartly-dressed, pretty 60-year old blonde wore a business suit, including black slacks and low black women's dress socks. She sat at the bar, legs crossed, her pant leg riding on the top leg revealing a hint of freckled, shiny shin above her sock, and a supple, muscled calf in b...
Anyone who knows me knows about my love for the female foot. I can tell you when my foot fetish developed (during puberty) but not why. I can tell you about the many sub fetishes that fall under the broader term “foot-fetish” but I can’t tell you how my sub fetishes developed. I can even tell you about the many women who have loved me and my fetish over the...
I walked briskly into the airport lounge and slid onto a stool at the bar, placing my backpack on the seat next to me. I had about 30 minutes to kill before my late-night flight back to the east coast took off, so I decided to have a couple of pints over a copy of the Times to take the edge off after my long business trip. After ordering a beer, I took st...
Part 4 of my leg & foot fetish life with my girlfriend, Janice. (Now fiancee) More feet and sock fun and Janice satisfies my leg fetish. I came home from a usual day of work, not too tired. I slumped on the couch and switched the TV on. Me and Janice work together so we usually come home together, but today she told me she was going to go buy a few things....
Maria is 40 years old and built like a sex goddess with a big round ass and c-cup tits on her thick, curvy frame. Her Mexican heritage shows through in her full lips, hourglass figure and her big dark nipples. Her skin is a light mocha color with her pussy and asshole a few shades darker. She has curly brown hair down to her shoulders and a pretty, heart-sha...