Episode 11: Hot Oil Massage
Published on Wednesday, July 18, 2007
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While technology has its drawbacks, overall it has certainly improved our quality of life.  One development in the past couple years has been oil that warms, or creates a warming sensation when it comes into contact with the skin. We’ve tried the ‘Silk’ brand from KY and have found that it’s not the product to use if you’re looking to enjoy a 20 or 30 minutes foot sex session.  However, if you’re looking for a couple minutes of pure ecstasy, it’s great because it warms a lot and very quickly.  One of our learning sessions follows.

In the summer we use a very light weight quilt.  It’s so light that in the morning light, with our curtains open, you can put your head under the covers and see everything as plain as day.  If you want to see the foot job you’re getting, it’s a wonderful thing.

For 2 weeks I was working night and day (literally 16 hours a day) transitioning my work to new people because I was leaving the company.  With that schedule I was so tired that sex simply wasn’t happening.  On the Saturday & Sunday following I slept about 12 or more hours each day to catch up on my rest.  My wife teaches and in the summer time weekends and weekdays tend to run together for her and instead of getting up at her usual 6am, she frequently sleeps until 7am.

On this Monday morning after 2 good days of rest and no sex in over 2 weeks, I woke at 5:45am with a raging hard on.  I looked under the covers & saw that my wife was wearing a white tank top with powder blue shorts.  I couldn’t resist.  I reached to rub her inner thigh.  She immediately turned slightly toward me and said, “Don’t get any ideas this morning.  I’m subbing for a teacher in summer school today and I have to get up in 10 minutes.  So, unless you’re thinking of a quickie, just get it out of your head.” 

Well, what could I say?  I mean, after more than 2 weeks a quickie was probably what it would end up being even if we tried to extend it.  So I said, “A quickie will work.”

“Hands or feet?” She asked. “We don’t have time for complicated.”

I said, “Feet plus.”

“Plus what?” She asked.

“Plus oil,” I said. “I want to try the new oil I bought that warms on contact.  I think it will actually speed things up,” I said, defending my choice.

“OK,” she said. “Get it quickly, but now you’re down to 5 minutes because I need 5 to wash the oil off my feet.  I can’t go to work with slippery feet.”

I scrambled to get the oil & quickly returned with it.  As I got into bed she reached for the oil.  I said, “No, I’m going to squirt it on your feet and you’ll apply it to me with your feet.”

“OK,” she said, “but I want your agreement that at 5:55, I’m quitting even if you’re not done. No complaints. Do you accept those terms?”

“Yes,” I said. “I’ll tell you when I’ve got all the oil on your feet so you can start.”

I scooted down in bed so my head was even with the small of her back. We were both on our right sides.  I removed my shorts and placed my left foot flat on the mattress directly behind my right knee so that my left knee was in the air, providing maximum access to my manhood for her feet.

I began by applying a generous stream of oil under her toes, one on the meat of the toes and the other under the knuckles.  Then I ran 2 generous streams length wise on the sole of each foot.  She said, “You’re down to 4 minutes. Oh my God, how much oil did you put on?”

I said, “Enough, now go.”

Her feet went into motion quickly to get the oil onto me before it ran off her feet.  First she used each foot lengthwise on my shaft lightly rubbing the oil on.  Then all 10 toes went to work gently rubbing the oil from their undersides onto my balls. Her feet worked quickly & I realized that finishing in 4 minutes wasn’t the problem. Lasting 2 minutes was. I could feel the warmth of the oil and the constant light friction of her feet. Oh, my God, this was incredible.

She shifted her feet into every possible position to get the oil distributed and worked onto me.  My shaft had already turned a deep red.  Then she positioned her feet side by side with her soles cupping my entire manhood and pinning it against my abdomen.  Then they worked up and down against me in opposite directions like two pistons of an engine.  My dick had now turned a familiar deep purple and I pulled back from her a little. 

“Only 3 minutes left,” she said as her feet pursued me.

“I know, but I’d like to at least make it to 2 minutes,” I said.

As she pulled her feet away, she giggled and said, “This stuff works pretty good, huh?”

I said, “Unbelievably good” as I watched the shiny soles of her feet inches from me.  I could see my dick pulsing.  Then she used her left foot to pry my dick from my body and, one by one, used the toe gaps of her right foot to slide up and down my entire length slowly, getting the oil that had moved to those gaps onto my dick.  She did it slowly so as not to get me into a rhythm.  Then she switched her feet and repeated the process.

I think she sensed my increasingly rapid breathing and shifted her attention to my balls, leaving my dick alone for the moment.  It throbbed as her shiny soles hovered less than an inch away.  Her 10 toes had turned their undivided attention to my balls, massaging them gently and relentlessly.

“2 minutes,” she said. “Can you stand a couple of power strokes?” she asked.

“I think so,” I said.  Her feet gripped my dick between arches and she gave me 2 slow power strokes that very nearly made me cum. “Oh, God,” I said as I saw my dick disappear between her shiny soles twice.  Then she pulled away and paused a few seconds as I caught my breath.  Then she gripped my dick between all 10 toes and gave me very slow gentle strokes.  I could see the head disappear between her toes on each upstroke and reappear on the down stroke.

I said, “At the 90 second mark I want to add more oil for you to finish with.”

She said, “OK” and continued her slow toe stroking.  Then she pulled her feet away and placed them in position to receive more oil, side by side on the sheet.  I laid one generous stream under the toe knuckles and this time just one stream lengthwise on each sole, near the inside from the ball over the arch to the heel.

She rubbed her soles together just enough to keep the oil from running away.  Then the toes of her right foot pinned my dick against my abdomen and began stroking it up and down while the toes of her left foot went to work on my balls.  Experience taught her that this position would finish me quickly.  I could see my dick turn deep purple.  I could feel the intensified heat from the additional oil.  I could feel my balls tighten for the pending explosion.

As soon as she heard my low and forceful groan, “Ohhhhh…” her feet quickly shifted to side by side, pressing my dick against my abdomen, heels on its head and toes on my balls and made firm strokes together in concert with my thrusts as I came forcefully and uncontrollably.

“Give me more,” she encouraged as I continued to thrust. “That’s the way,” she said. “My feet want more.”  I couldn’t count how many volleys there were but finally I came to my last thrust and held it and her feet stopped and pressed firmly against me.

As I exhaled, stopped pushing against her, and went half limp, her feet released.

She said, “After that I think you deserve the full 4 minutes, so I’ll help you clean up this mess. You watch and get a good mental image because tonight I have more time.”

I watched as she gripped the base of my cock between the two biggest toes on her left foot and then at the same time with the two biggest toes of her right foot.  As the left toes held my half limp dick upright the right toes applied pressure while sliding up the shaft squeezing every last drop of jism out the tip where they then rubbed it around.  Then her feet sought out every puddle of jism they could find and collected it on their soles and then slowly rubbed it all into my dick and balls.  As it was all rubbed in, she said, “It’s 5:55.”

As she climbed out of bed she saw my new hard on, smiled and said, “I guess that guarantees me a session tonight.”