Collaborator: The Offering
(Published on Monday, February 20, 2006)
This story was submitted by Big Mitso.

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As we were walking to the car, at the height of the day’s heat and after taking me on their shopping spree, Tina looked at me and winked. She knew that I had a thing for her friend’s feet. I had wanted them so badly. Especially after being so close to them all day. We once had a long discussion about which of her friends I’d like to do the most, if it ever came to a threesome.

I had only seen her feet a few times before our shoe shopping sojourn, In a old high school photo that Tina showed me once, the first time I met her and at a pool party. At the time, there were so many people around talking and swimming, that all I could manage was a few quick glances. So you can all imagine how much I was salivating at the thought of getting up close and personal with this blond beauty’s sexy feet.

Simone was a petite 5” 3’ or so with shoulder length strawberry blond hair, blue eyes and proportions to make your mouth water. Her feet were perfection itself, soft and pale, almost porcelain coloured skin that looked well taken care of, arches that looked like Mr. Johnson fit perfectly in and toes that were just as perfect in descending order. Tina had said to me once that they had talked about their feet and that Simone was a total foot virgin. Ontop of that, she was not partial to wearing open toed shoes very often. Tina told me that she rarely ever wears any type of sandal or flip flop. In all the time she has known her, she has only seen her bare feet a handful of times.

Tina had invited Simone to stay over for the night and have dinner at our house. More importantly though, she had invited her to stay over because she was giving me permission to have my way with her friend’s feet and give me a reprieve from her punishment.

For the whole drive home I couldn’t keep my mind off the fact that I was going to finally be able to partake in those soft perfect feet.

We reached our house and settled in. Tina and Simone went out to the porch and lay on the deck chairs to sunbake and started chit chatting about different things. As I was bringing all the shopping in from the car, I overheard them talking about all the shoes and things they had just bought. I distinctly heard Simone say that the black pumps she bought were he favourites and even more so because of the great price she bought them for.

When I walked out to ask if they wanted anything to drink, being a proper host and all, I noticed that they had both taken off their shoes and were now completely barefoot. I got instantly hard at the sight of the both of them just lying there barefoot. Simone’s feet looked soft and perfect. Her toes were painted a kind of pale pink colour. She had been wearing a pair of beige coloured sling backs that were now discarded on floor next to her deck chair. Tina looked up at me with a devilish smile and motioned to Simone’s bare feet with her eyes. She gave me a wink and told me to go get a bottle of wine from our bar.

With my hard on growing even harder, I picked up both Tina’s and Simone’s discarded shoes and went to take them inside (for some fun. :evil).  As I picked up Simone’s shoes, she said “oh, you don’t have to do that”. I told her I didn’t mind. Tina added “ Oh, don’t worry he likes doing this sort of thing, I’m the messy one in this house”.

As I walked in I heard Simone say to Tina that she gets drunk quite easily on wine. I quickly dropped their shoes in the hallway and went and got them the bottle wine. At this point I was getting pretty hard and horny with the thought that Simone’s perfect feet were completely naked for me mere meters away. I almost spilt half the bottle when I was pouring the wine. I left the bottle with the girls and went straight for Simone’s shoes. I took them into the guest room where all of Simone’s other shopping had been put and where she was going to sleep tonight.

I automatically brought Simone’s left sling back up to my nose and inhaled. I was in heaven. I looked at the insole and I could distinctly see the imprint her toes had made on the padded leather. I took the other shoe and shoved my rock hard cock as far into the toe section of her shoe as it would go. As I started stroking my hard on with Simone’s left slingback. I licked the insole of her right one and tasted the sweaty saltiness of Simone’s foot mixed with leather. A couple of inhalations of her shoe and just as many good hard long strokes with her other shoe was all it took. I erupted in a torrent of white hot semen that flooded the whole toe section of Simone’s shoe.  Mid eruption I switched shoes and finished myself off. There was so much semen in her slingbacks that I took the shoes that Tina had been wearing and spread some of my semen in them. I left her slingbacks at the foot of the bed as is, cum and all and left the room satisfied for the time being.

I got myself a beer and went back out to join them. When I sat down, in front of them, (for the best eye to soles view) Tina looked at me, smirked and winked knowingly. Just the fact that Tina knew exactly what I had done made me horny again. The proceeding hours involved a lengthy amount of boring discussion and quite a few more glasses and bottles of wine. I spent the whole time trying to keep my mind on the conversation, my eyes on Simone’s and Tina’s soles and Mr. Johnson from breaking the zipper of my shorts. On quite a few occasions Simone would just rub her feet together nonchalantly while we were talking. She even flexed and scrunched her toes a couple of times wrinkling her soles. I was seriously going insane and Tina loved every minute of it. She couldn’t get the smile off her face. Simone even picked us up on it a couple of times. All I’m going to say is that Tina’s good at making excuses for things and persuading people to do things.

When we started to get hungry we decided to go inside and start to make the meal. Simone didn’t want to walk barefoot around our house and asked me to get her slingbacks for her. My heart skipped a beat and Mr. Johnson nearly broke his confinement. Tina interceded by saying that they would be too uncomfortable to wear around the house and told me to go get a pair of her flip flops for her. The pair I brought her, were mine and Tina’s favourites. This pair had seen more cum than beach sand and dirt put together. But because of that I wash them regularly. I handed them to Simone and she put them on. I looked at Tina and she winked at me.

Tina and I sat in our usual positions, opposite each other and began eating. Throughout the meal Tina was plying Simone with at much wine as was decent and unnoticeable. Knowing that I knew her strategy and that I was as stiff as a rock, Tina expertly worked her way up to my manhood to torture me some more. Every couple of minutes or so Tina would apply just the right amount of pressure and friction to the head of my penis with her toes and ball of her foot to bring me to the brink but not to send me over the edge. She did this throughout the whole meal. I was going insane with the pleasure of it all.

While I was doing the dishes, Tina and Simone went into the TV area. I could vaguely hear them talking. At this point, I was so far on heat that I could’ve gone supernova and the drop of a shoe. When I went to join them, Simone had taken the flip flops off and had them on the floor in front of the couch. She had her feet to the side facing out, away from her. I sat down next to Tina and she instinctively put her feet in my lap. I instinctively started massaging them. Tina commented on how good a masseur I was. She was well aware of how horny I was. She was doing everything she could to make me even hotter.

Tina even offered my services to Simone a couple of times, but Simone politely declined.

The rest of night consisted of a lot of irrelevant conversation, more wine drinking and TV watching on the girls’ part. I was so insane with sexual heat that I could barely focus on their conversation and contribute, all I could do was steal glances at Simone’s feet and massage myself with Tina’s feet while Simone wasn’t looking. Tina was trying her best to keep Simone’s focus on her and not me as she could tell how far in heat I was. Fortunately, from what I could tell, it seemed as though Tina’s plying of Simone with wine was doing its job, as she seemed to be getting quite tipsy.

When Simone finally decided to retire for the evening, she had to borrow one of Tina’s nightgowns to sleep in, as she didn’t bring anything with her. The thought of Simone parading barefoot up and down our house in one of Tina’s nightgowns to get ready for bed was almost too much to handle. I was at the point where a pure primal lust was surging throughout my body. Every sense, ever nerve ending was hyper stimulated at very thought that not only was one of my deepest fetish fantasies being acted out in front of me all day, but that the woman I love was the architect of the whole thing and was actively participating in my pleasure.

As Simone settled into the guest room and we said our goodnights, Tina and I retired to our room and closed the door. As soon as it was closed I pounced on Tina, pushed her onto the bed and ravaged her body with kisses, licks and bites and grinded myself into her. I shoved one hand up her tank top and the other down her panties and started massaging her like the pro she said I was. As I was doing this I pulled her tank top up and started licking her nipples.

She forced me onto my back shoved her own hand down my boxer shorts, grabbing my throbbing, hard penis in her hand massaging it up and down gently, all the while moaning and whispering to me all the dirty, perverted things she knew I wanted to do to Simone and to her soft, sexy, innocent feet.

My lust was so primal at this point I could have exploded then and there with a power of a million suns. I forced Tina on her back again and went down on her. She spent the next hour or so going numb from multiple orgasms and keeping me primed.

We decided that Tina was going to go in first to check on Simone. She came back in, whispered to me that she was fast asleep, practically passed out and primed for me.

We exited our room and crept down the hall together. Outside the Simone’s door, Tina whispered that she now understood what it was like to feel the way I feel. We kissed passionately.

We entered the guest room. Simone was fast asleep on her back. The moonlight was shining through the blinds on the window hitting the bed sheets, revealing the position of her legs and feet.

I crept to the end of the bed and Tina moved quietly behind me. We each grabbed a corner of the bed sheets and slowly lifted it up to reveal Simone’s perfect feet.

This was the moment where all my pent up primal lust would finally be fulfilled. I had hungered for Simone’s feet all day.

I pulled my shorts down and let my throbbing manhood free. I slowly picked up Simone’s right foot and brought it to my face while checking for any change in her breathing patterns. The feel of her soft pale foot flesh on my face was almost too much to control. I stuck my nose in between her toes and inhaled her sweet scent.

I had to sate my hunger. I started licking and nibbling at Simone’s soles.

> From her heel to the ball of her foot…. I smothered her sole with my tongue

coating it with my saliva…. I traced my tongue down the arch of her foot, softly biting her instep.

I needed her toes. I enveloped her perfect pink toes in my warm mouth one by one sucking on them and lapping at them like a man who hadn’t eaten for months.

My tongue caressed the pads of each toe making sure to take special care and attention to the neck of each toe. I worked my way around each one, letting my tongue slide over the nail, lapping at the soft skin in between each toe.

All the while Tina was softly and slowly stroking my penis up and down with her feet making sure I kept primed.

This is what I had been waiting for. My lover’s feet playing with me while I was playing with another woman’s feet. Especially a foot virgin’s. The best was yet to come.

I replaced Simone’s right foot with her left and continued to sate my hunger. I worked my way up and down her smooth perfect sole, coating it with my saliva and shrimping each toe like a professional.

I grabbed both her feet put them together, instep to instep, planted my face in the middle and inhaled. This was too good to be true. I lapped at her soles hungrily, generously coating them with my saliva, getting them ready for the main event.

I whispered breathlessly to Tina that I was ready. She moved to the side of the bed where I was going to move Simone’s feet to for the main event. I put Simone’s feet back down on the bed so that I could move into position. As I did this, Simone suddenly moved. My heart nearly stopped. I looked at Tina who had her hand down her shorts, playing with herself. I gave her a “holy shit” face gesture that was barely visible in the moonlight, she smirked.

I checked her breathing to see if she had woken, but she was just shifting in her sleep. Simone had turned to sleep on her stomach. I whispered  “perfect” to Tina with a grin.

I grabbed Simone’s feet and brought them to the edge of the bed. My primal lust was at boiling point with the thought that Simone’s soft innocent feet were about to be well and truly given the fetish initiation they will never forget.  I gave each sole a last long juicy lick from the ball to the heel and lifted them to their destiny.

The moment my manhood touched Simone’s soft pale foot flesh was almost perfect. It was like everything else faded away. Every sense was focused on what I was doing. I was in a haze of primal lust. I held Simone’s feet tight around my manhood and began thrusting. The feel of her smooth pale feet stroking my pleasure centre was almost unbearable. I never wanted this to end. As I rested my balls on the underside of Simone’s toes, they spread for a second. An unconscious reaction I gathered. I massaged my balls lightly with her toes. I shoved my penis in between her first and second toes and began thrusting. The pleasure was unbearable. I knew that I wouldn’t be able to last long this way.

After thrusting myself between each of her ten toes I re-encased my manhood with her soles and went for the coup de gras. I clamped her soles as tightly as I could and began thrusting hard. The pleasure I was deriving was intolerable…. I was moaning loud enough to wake the neighborhood…. The bed was moving like there was an earthquake in progress… My lover was egging me on in between her own moans….

And then, the moment of ecstasy hit…. It was as if time stood still…

I erupted like I had never erupted before… It was like a Dam wall had been broken down. Wave after wave of immeasurable pleasure wracked my body as my cum soaked every inch Simone’s perfect, soft soles. It flowed everywhere, from her heels to her toes, her wrinkled soles were soaked so much that my semen was running down over her insteps and down past her ankles. Tina was moaning loudly in the background, climaxing herself.

As the waves of pleasure subsided and my pleasure centre was drained of it’s last drop of cum, I sat back exhausted surveying the result of my primal lust.

A large amount of cum had pooled in between her toes and was seeping in between them, trickling down the tops of her feet. If Simone’s feet were perfect in their own right, they looked even more so with my semen on them, glistening in the moonlight.

I looked up at Tina who was in the final throws of orgasm. She looked down at me and grinned contently. She knelt down, lay on top of my drained naked body, kissing passionately and massaging my softening manhood, there on the floor of the guest room.

We left Simone as she was and escaped to our room where we kissed, fondled and spooned all night.

I woke up the next morning in bed alone. Tina and Simone were already up. I walked into the living area where Tina and Simone were talking and drinking their cups of coffee. They stopped talking when I entered the room and greeted me. As I sat down with my coffee, Tina told me that they were just talking about me and how it was going to be my birthday in about a week. Simone wished me a happy birthday and smirked. I looked at Tina who was grinning like a Cheshire cat. This was all too much…. could it be….

Before I could say anything, Simone said that she couldn’t stay long because she had errands to run. She got up from the table and padded barefoot down the hallway to the guest room. I turned to look at Simone’s feet as she was walking away and noticed that my dried cum was still on her feet. I was getting horny again…

I turned back to Tina who had moved next to me. She kissed me whispered in my ear “Happy Birthday honey, I hope you loved the first part of your birthday present”….

…. First part ??

About ten minutes or so later Simone came back in fully dressed, sling backs and all and said she had to go. She thanked us for a great evening. I told her that the pleasure was all mine and grinned. She said she was sure it was with a smile and turned toward the exit.