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My Friend's Daughter's Feet
(Conclusion - See Part 1)
(Posted on Tuesday, January 4, 2000)
This story was submitted anonymously.

Now for the conclusion:

Her question kind of stayed with me. "Can you tell me what is in my shoe?" She had asked.

I stood there, heart pounding, struggling for words. Lauren, though she looked much like a grown women, still spoke like a teen. Maybe she really didn't know what was in her shoe but, at 18 I doubted that was the case. Then suddenly her mother came into the room and asked to see me. I breathed a big sigh of relief.

"Saved." I thought to myself.

She sugggested that since it was starting to rain and I had had a few drinks and wasn't feeling so good anyway, I should spend the night. She explained that since her sister went away to college Lauren had an empty bed. I asked her if she thought that was wise. She answered by saying, "Lauren just went up to bed and will be fast asleep by the time you go up. She is a very heavy sleeper and won't notice you at all anyway. I still think I might have a pair of my husband's pajamas around so you'll be decent." She and her husband had recently seperated. She continued by saying, "I'm not asking you to sleep in my room, just my little girl's room." She was obviously in denial about just how much of a women her little girl was.

We talked for a while before I headed up. I wanted to give Lauren the chance to fall fast asleep before going to bed. I didn't want to disturb her when I came into the room, but more importantly, I had another reason. As much as I love making love to the shoes of a gorgeous women, the thought of kissing and smelling and loving the gorgeous feet of a sleeping women drives me nuts with lust, having done it many times to unsuspecting aunts and cousins. The fact that it is such a forbidden act during which I could be caught and humiliated heightens my arousal to unimaginable levels. I sometimes am so turned on that I don't care if I am caught.

Thus, the prospect of being in the same room with the naked feet of a gorgeous girl while she slept was making my cock throb with anticipation as I climbed the stairs. Slowly I walked into the room and just listened for her regular breathing that told me she was fast asleep. Usually what I do in these situations is start with the hands which are usually above the blanket. I'll touch them to see if I get a response and if all goes well, I will tickle a hand, then pick it up and drop it to check how deep the sleep is. In this way, if she wakes up I can say I accidently bumped into her bed in the dark.

If all goes well, I slowly move to the end of the bed. I can see the lump in the blanket where her feet are. I then kneel at the end of the bed and very slowly tug on the bottom of the blanet and sheet until it is free. Very slowly I place my hand under the sheet and blanket and move it toward her foot. I can feel the warmth of her foot as my hand approaches as I begin to gently stroke my cock with the other hand. When my hand touches her foot, I feel an added surge of excitement in my throbbing cock. I can still withdraw it quickly if I have to and say I dropped something on the floor and accidently touched the top of the blanket. Someone aroused from sleep is not going to really realize what has happened.

Gradually I increase the tickle from lightly scratching the bottom of her foot to a heavy tickle with my finger. If I still don't get a reaction, I am now ready to lift the sheet and expose her feet. I can still quickly cover the feet again if I have to and the fact that the blanket is loose can be explained by her kicking her feet in her sleep.

Soon, we will be reaching the point of no return. With her feet now exposed, I lean forward moving my nose towad her feet. My throbbing cok is now crying for freedom so I undo my belt buckle, unbutton my pants and pull the zipper down. A large tent now appears under my shorts. I lift the waistband and bring it under my balls. My dick is now at attention and throbbing As my nose approaches her feet I begin to pick up the faint scent of leather and the warmth of her skin on the bottom of her silky smooth feet. The excitement in my cock is building and pre-cum is starting to form. I am gently stroking my cock. My nose is now exploring the crevices between her toes as my lips make contact with the ball of her foot making little pecks.

Slowly I slide my nose accross the ball of her foot and down her arch to her heel giving the bottom of her foot little pecks as I go. I can now not only smell the leather but her foot smell along with the baby powder she obviously put in her shoes. I now move to her ankles and instep and tops of her toes sniffing and kssing as I go. My nose explores every inch of her foot. Now my tongue yearns for some action and I start with her toes, first gently licking her toes and inching them toward my mouth before plunging them into my mouth and swirling my tongue around and between her toes.

Still no reaction from her. Now come her arches and ankles. My tongue is now making long sweeps up her foot, from her heel up the arch to the ball. Then the toes. Then around the ankles to her insteps. At this point I don't care if she does wake up. Part of me would like her to, so she could openly enjoy this and play with herself as I pleasure her feet. My dick is ready to explode and there is nothing more I like then to rub my dick all over the bottom of a sexy smooth foot before seeing my cum squirting between a women's toes.

My dick now slides accross her toes bumping along each toe and exploring the crevice between her toes. I can't take it anymore. I feel my balls tighten , then explode. Cum gushes between her toes sliding down her arch and instep. Quickly I move my exploding dick to her other foot in time to coat that one with cum too. Feeling brazen, I decide not to clean her feet and leave the cum stains on her feet.

I get up to go to the bathroom to clean myself up a little and notice a light on downstairs. Maybe it was my friend still up. I go down and there she is, fast asleep on the couch, her bare soles facing me propped up on the arm of the sofa looking so inviting, begging to be loved and her leather flats sitting on the floor waiting to be sniffed. "Yes, it is going to be a wonderful night." I think. I am in no rush. I have four goreous feet that are all mine just waiting to be loved all night. Don't you wish you were here?

This story was submitted anonymously.


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