Wednesday, June 20, 2018

HER SOLE DESIRE

He caught her attention as soon as he entered the room.  The leather jacket, faded, ripped jeans, and his boots all looked out of place in the ballroom.  Jasmin crossed to him quickly, telling herself it was to usher him out before he could disrupt the party, but the tingling down her spine told her she wanted much more than that.  His boots clicked on the floor, pointed toe, snake skin, worn and comfortable.  She admired them longer than she meant to, thinking of the texture of the leather and wondered what his foot would look like.

She blushed when his eyes caught hers.  Listening to him explain that his car had broken down and he couldn't afford a taxi.  His smile was nice, personality was charming, and she found herself laughing at the silly jokes he stumbled over as he tried to impress her.  Many men did when she worked the ballroom.  They lost track of time and soon Jasmin had to excuse herself to help the last of the guests find their coats and call a few taxis for those who shouldn't drive.  Try as she might, she couldn't help but steal glances at him there, her eyes always drifting back to his feet.

He seemed surprised when she offered him a ride, and even she was surprised when instead of taking him home she turned towards her apartment.  His hand found her leg, caressing her thigh which was now exposed from the slit in her dress.  A chill ran up her spine, which he noticed and she tried to explain away as the cool night air.  He leaned over and kissed her, her heart raced as their tongues played against each other.  Her breath caught in her chest as he explored her leg and brushed his fingertips across her silk covered lips.  She hadn't planned on this, and her long tight dress really looked much better without the panty lines.  Now she wished she had chosen to go without.


They fell through her door a tangled mess of legs and arms fighting to get each other's clothes off.  Her dress fell away and she bent to pull off his boots.  The smell of them filled her senses and she trembled and took his feet in her hands.  Massaging them, rubbing small circles along the sole while looking into his eyes.






Pulling his feet up, resting one on each side of her face as she watched him recline back onto his elbows.  Jasmin smiled to him as she began to gently rub her face on the side of his large feet.  Kissing up the side and sucking in his big toe, watching his head roll back as she teased it in swirls of his tongue.  Her eyes stayed on his while she sucked each toe into her mouth, one by one.  His back arched as she gave him attention and she couldn't deny the heat rising from her core as she worshiped his feet.



"Jesus, Jasmin.." Those were the only words he spoke as she lifted his feet and surrounded her head.  Smiling at him as she took in the feel of him against her cheeks, the smell of his flesh, the taste of him again as she teased her tongue from his sole to his ankle.



"Hush, Love.  This is all about me."  Her fingers slide down her body, cupping her breast and pinching her nipple as she rubbed her face against his sole.  Her eyes never leaving his, only darkening in lust while she bit her lip to stiffle the soft moans.   That became impossible when her fingers reached the damp fabric of her panties.  she closed her eyes, sucking in  toe again and groaning when she pressed against her clit.



Biting his toe and looking at him again with a wicked grin, the stood and pulled his foot between her thighs.  "Baby I need you."  He nodded in understanding as his foot began to tease along her panties, pressing harder against the thin material when she ground down onto him.  Her head falling back, hips rocking and back arched in the pleasure of the moment.



Jasmin couldn't deny the longing building up at her core.  Her knees were getting weak and her body trembling as he worked back and forth against her silky wet mound.  His toes pushed the material between her lips, letting her slide back along the ridge of his foot with more direct pressure against her swollen clit.



He stood, causing a whimpered pout of regret to escape her lips.  She was so close and her body ached to be pleased.  He moved quickly, pushing her down in front of he and shoving his foot back between her thighs.  It was so sudden the groaned out gasp even surprised her as she wrapped her arms around his thigh and began humping herself along his foot and ankle.



In her heat she barely registered the sound of the zipper being pulled down, but she knew he had her and she would do anything for the man in those snake skin boots.

Story by: mystermitch resident
Photos by: mystermitch resident
Models: mystermitch resident
Chel Eddy
Furniture used: ::WS:: Foot Fetish Shoe Rack

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