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The middle-aged woman who came to seat them gave Shaiana a look that was somewhere between fear and contempt before asking if they only needed a table for two. Shaiana had to spread her knees to fit under the table, and even then the edge was pressing into her thighs, but it felt nice to be sitting down. "Let's start with that I like the idea of you ordering food for me in general, so don't feel bad about doing so." With each item and each adjustment he made in her name, Shaiana could feel her body throbbing like it had when she first started growing. The second plate being placed half on and half off her left areolae made her whole body clench as an unexpected orgasm rushed out from between her legs.
I exchanged words with Reece and Shayla, who were both already in bras and panties and getting ready to climb into bed, before undoing my belt, dropping my pants on the floor next to the bed, and climbing in. "Good night everyone." Reece said, turning off the lights. "Shayla, Taylor, come with me." Reece said, dragging them into the living room. "We get off school on most game days." Reece told me, and I sighed with relief. "Whatcha lookin at Jakie?" Called Reece, putting her arm around my shoulders and walking in sync with me. "You should come and visit us in our room after practice." Taylor said, and Reece nodded. "Hey Jakie." Called Aedan as I headed into the boys dressing room.
Showing her true sense of humour now, May thought for a few moments then said, "Yes, I was, wasn't I - that's not a problem though, I'm sure you'd like to masturbate me till you make me cum in my navy blue gym knickers again though I'd like to change them as they're so wet between my legs." We were both highly aroused as I took hold of the bottom of her navy blue gymslip and lifted it right up round her waist and, as I studied her lovely tight little navy knickers, I moaned, "I want to make you cum, May, I want to masturbate you till I make you cum in your navy blue school uniform knickers."
“Hi, I’m Hanna,” she said and winked mischievously at me. “Wow, what a nice brace you have!” exclaimed Hanna and bent over to examine it more closely. Hanna continued eyeing the brace. “By the way your toes look extremely suckable. Nicole shuddered, then smoothed her skirt with both hands in a nervous gesture. “You seem to be well informed,” I said, eyeing Hanna suspiciously. When her moans mixed with painful growls, I let her rest, turning my attention to her cute little toes. And I used to lick her insoles and heels, which looked nice even with all those traction pins stuck in. “Hanna, please stop,” said Nicole. “Come on, let’s go to bed together, the three of us,” Hanna chirruped.
I decided to wear white jeans and a long-sleeve nude colored silk shirt with cutouts on the sleeves. A garage door opened, and he pulled me out of the car and threw me on a soft bed. I knew he was still wearing his socks, I could feel them when he got off the bed to throw his clothes out and grab something. He sat on the bed and rubbed the tip of his huge hard dick on my clit extremely slow while pinching my nipples and occasionally biting them. He licked and sucked my clit so hard I was angled towards his dick in the hope that he would fuck me as hard as he bit my nipples.
My first thought was: sure I can wear them under my boxers and no one will ever know but that plan went out the window when Karen specified with a giggle and that special smile she had - like poison come to dinner - that I was to wear no other underwear than those panties. Of course, I knew that this was somehow all related to the surprise reward she had promised for completing my birthday dare and the thought of what Karen might have planned for us kept me in an aroused state all through the school day. Having said this Karen took Molly by the hand and led her into her mum's bedroom, pushed her roughly onto the bed and pulled the yellow summer dress over her head exposing her naked body to me before climbing on top of Molly.
“We have to place her on the table over there!” Pratt said to the nurse. “Could you please ask Moira to help us?” the doctor said. The doctor pulled a padded bar from under the stool, and adjusted it so that it propped up the calf of her injured leg. “The good news is that the fracture is not displaced and there is no need of surgery,” the doctor added. “This makes me brimming with joy,” Jill said scornfully. “I was reluctant to do it myself so I asked a big pick-up truck to help me,” Jill explained mockingly. “It seems you are serious,” Jill said and looked intently at the doctor. “We have only white fiberglass now,” Pratt said as he finished with the wadding.
As I was starting my routine with her foot I watched Alice slip her hand between her legs. She closed her eyes as she played with herself, groaning as I started to suck on her big toe. As I sucked on her toes, she rubbed her other foot up against my balls and the underside of my cock. I pulled away from her feet and spread her legs. I inched forward, pushing my cock into her tight pussy as I held her close to me. I pulled my cock from her quivering cunt and held her feet together. It took me all of ten seconds before my cock exploded over her perfect toes and feet.
I allowed him to tell me all about his foot fetish and how he loved nylon covered feet and the musky smell they emit after being trapped inside sexy shoes. He slowly knelt down in front of my desk when I shrugged, pointed to my nylon covered foot, and wiggled my toes, “Don’t be upset if that little cramped space smells like musky feet. With the toes of the heel pointing upward and hanging on his nose, I stretched the elastic headband around the shoe and his head until it was secured to the front of his face like a mask.
“I don’t think I can climb these steps,” Jill said flatly. “I’m fine, I’m fine,” she said and retrieved her crutches as I was holding the door open for her. “A cast,” Jill said with a smile and made her way out of the elevator. “The way you walk scares me,” the girl said, sniffing pitifully, then added,” Are you going to walk like that all the time?” “Where is your mom, Erica?” Jill asked and headed to the door of her apartment. “When my Barbie doll broke her leg, daddy fixed it,” the little girl said proudly. “My leg was fixed too,” Jill said. “It doesn’t really look fixed,” Erica said distrustfully.
Greg and I were already totally enthralled with each other, so by the time we got to be alone together, in a way that we had no worries about anyone, especially parents, catching us, the intimacy started. The next day, after school, we did not have time for what we both so desperately wanted, but I knew I could suck him in his car. I’m not sure I totally understood, but the first time we did that I looked in my mirror; I loved seeing his cream on my face, slowly running down in various sized rivulets. As Gary was hustling them out, I stood up and began to wipe my face and chest, taking time to lick their deposits off my fingers before returning for more.
The beautiful white face suddenly sprouted two eyes with jet black pupils looking directly at him. As the market winds up late in the night, Ouan stands where the busker’s finger had pointed. Then the white statue approaches from the darkness, walking slowly, carry her top hand, heavy with coins and notes. The woman opens her thighs so that Ouan can soap down below, rubbing for the longest time. The chocolate statue remains standing still afterwards as Ouan finds tissues to wipe her rear and goes to dispose of the paper. Again the statue remains fixed in that welcoming pose all through his clumsy humping, her unseeing eyes open wide.
Since I had discovered these books, the closest thing to pornography I had ever seen, I would often sneak one into a restroom located on that floor and go into a stall and whack off as I read about the foot fetishes chronicled in the case studies. I held onto the little foot, continuing to make love to it, but used my other hand to unzip my jeans, drag out my hard cock, and began to jerk right there in the aisle. She kept rubbing my cock with her feet but she said, "I am taking you for a little walk my boy." I held her little feet in my hands and gave her the best foot massage she had ever had, or so she told me later.
“Here in my home, Caity knows to address me in the way she feels most comfortable.” Still stroking Caity’s shoulder with one hand, she lifted her other as though she going to allow Abbey to kiss it. When Caity called round, she seemed perfectly content, and wasn’t upset at all when Abbey apologised and explained that she didn’t have the time. They stood like this for several minutes, Caity intently concentrating on maintaining the erotic connection she felt, Abbey simply frozen in confusion. She tried not to think about the heat inside that room, or the libidinal look she feared Caity might have perceived in her own eyes. “My mind belongs to Mistress Sarah.” Abbey felt her mind spin with each word.
Aidan and Missa engaged in some small talk with Missa responding like a little girl, but none of this registered in Alice’s brain. She was busy thinking of what she wanted to do later tonight and tomorrow with Missa and Aidan. She thought about their lips, kissing, and she thought about having a 3some in the shower with a candle or in the dark. Maybe in the morning Alice mused to herself silently. Once she realized Missa had stopped eating and was watching her, Alice turned and smiled. “Did you enjoy your lunch baby?”
A few weeks ago, after one of my regular sessions, my dominatrix Anne asked me whether I would be interested in receiving handjobs from women practicing the male milking fetish. Mistress Anne walked up to me and grabbed my cock, harshly pulling me out of the room and locking the door behind her. They were all women talking loudly about how pathetic men were and how they liked milking cocks without mercy making them cum without giving the men any pleasure. The hand on my cock pulled hard, pumping my shaft violently. Mistress Anne led me to a dark damp room, told me to kneel and tied the leash to a metal ring in the wall.
Deep, deep breathing and deep deep groans all rolled into the same sound and emitted through the oral valve. Julia carefully wrapped the spent gelatine thing up into a coil and placed it into a stainless steel bucket that had been placed on the lower tray of the trolley. Before turning her attention to the anal valve, she squatted down, onto her own high heels for a closer look at Lydia's gaping sexuality. As the tip of the transparent, vein ridden thing touched the centre of her mouth, the centre of those delicious lips, so they parted in readiness to absorb the thing. Julia slid the sausage in full in one smooth firm movement and at the same time, twisted the end to lock it. It was just a case of imagination, knowing that behind that hood, the woman's eyes would be bulging, popping almost as her tongue was forced to the bottom of her mouth and how her throat muscles contorted and adapted around it.
“That she is,” my landlady confirmed, “I knew it from the moment she stepped out of that van.” And then, with a casual movement, her hand cupped my sex, rubbed up and down a few times, and her middle finger wiggled its way inside, making me gasp. “It will help if you pull up your legs and hold them below the knees,” Erin informed in a matter-of-fact voice, “though you’ll have to spread them a bit, otherwise you’ll make the pressure on your belly worse.” “But of course, Bridget.” Erin sounded excited, and like a whirlwind, she was suddenly kneeling between my legs, one arm extended, and then I felt her fingers softly trailing the contours of my pussy lips.
At school, there were some girls that had absolutely gorgeous ears, and I used to fantasise at night about touching them, caressing the strands of hair that gently fell over them, especially blond hair. She was taller than me, and I spent many a happy hour working my lips sensuously over her skin, licking, kissing and sometimes biting her gently, especially her ears. I loved the way she moaned as my tongue explored her secret garden, and her hands gently caressed my head as I delved deeper. Caroline caressed my body as I tried to get my key into the lock, pressing her hips into my arse as her hands cupped my breasts. I held her lovely head in my hands, gently tracing her ear with one finger as she suckled at my breast.
She said she knew about my foot fetish and asked me if I wanted to suck her toes. She put her big toe from her left foot slowly into my mouth and I began sucking. I sucked on that toe for several minutes before licking the top of her foot, around the heel and then along the sole. Each time I licked from the heel up her sole to her big toe I passionately sucked her big toe. About 15 minutes into licking her soles I felt my dick start to throb harder, I was getting closer to cumming and I had not even touched it. I slowly licked up one sole to the big toe, slid it into my mouth and felt the twitch right before orgasm.
As his skin brushed hers there were more tiny shocks and he began to feel like he had been in the sun all day. After what felt like a lifetime, the jean material split right along the outer seams as her hips widened against his arms and her thighs thickened against his crotch. She pinned his atrophied arms under calves that were like velvet vice grips and pressed down on his chest with hands bigger than his barely there pectorals. With his legs pressed together, it certainly felt like his balls had grown and despite everything, his shorts had not gotten any looser. Craig was indeed considerably larger, his twitching cock about the same thickness as a baseball bat and about as long as his arm.
Later on I discovered through my mum that Grace would be away on the coming weekend and I had been volunteered to feed her cat. Not something I would normally be too delighted about but as I took Grace’s spare key from my mum so many naughty thoughts rushed through my head! I could already smell the gorgeous musky scent off all her combined dirty washing, but with these panties being close to the top I knew they were a fresher pair. I could barely believe that I was holding an item of clothing where my sexy neighbour’s excited wet pussy had been less than 24 hours previously.
"Mmmm, did I do that to you Ben?" said Corrine, while rubbing her long slender foot along the vertical bulge. "Ben, would you like to go out Friday night?" said Corrine, as she tried on the fourth pair of shoes. "I can help you with that problem, Ben." said Maxine, reaching out and placing her hand on the bulge that grows longer and harder under her touch. "Where are we going, Corrine?" I said as I reached over placing my hand on the hem of her skirt. Corrine placed my hand on her firm tanned thigh, looking at me she told me not to go any higher and to be patient. "Mmmm Corrine, I love the fresh clean scent of your feet," I said as started to kiss her big toe.
As I started to walk away, I realized she must've tracked dirt through the house with her boots, while she was walking over to the couch. I dutifully started licking the rest of her boots clean. I was still kneeling with my face right next to her feet, so I didn't have to move much as I slowly pulled each boot off. I got down on my knees once again and started licking her right after she pulled her shorts down. I started licking, since I realized that's what she meant by clean. Once I got home, I realized how much my life had changed in the past few hours, and was glad that I was given the chance to worship Sophia.