Getting My Own Back
Part 1
(Posted on Saturday, July 29, 2000)
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My name is Sue, (From My Friends & I, Part I and My Friends & I, Part II). A week had passed since my friends and I had our last little get together. I was looking forward to the next meeting.

The phone rang. It was Jody. She wanted to apologize again for what she had put me through in our last session. She asked if she could she come around for a private chat, one on one. i agreed without a second thought.

I decided to dress for the meeting. I went upstairs and found a black skirt, blouse, a pair of sheer black nylon stockings with a diamond raised patten on it ( perfect for what I had in mind), and to finish, a pair of black leather high heels. It was the perfect finish.

About twenty minutes later, the door bell rang. I glanced out of the window. Jody was at the door. We kissed and sat down on the sofa. She had already removed her coat. She was dressed in a knee length skirt, black jacket and a blouse, but most of all, I could see her high heels and nylons which were flesh colour. I thought to myself, "What a turn on."

Jody started to apologize again. I told her to stop apologizing, but she insisted that she wanted to make it up to me, "in any way that I wanted."

I asked her what she had in mind. Her response was, "How about a roll reversal? You do to me what I did to you and more besides."

I said, "Ok, let's do it." She smiled and followed me upstairs to the spare room which contained a double bed, a wash basin, and some boxes full of old household items. Those items were to go into the attic, as the entrance was in that room also.

I covered the mattress with a white sheet. Jody stood up and asked, "What do you want to do to me?"

"Please remove your jacket and skirt." I told her. She removed each without any fuss. She stood in a white bra, panties and flesh coloured tights and shoes.

"Lay on the bed." I instructed her. "Place your arms above your head so that I can fix them to each corner." This she did as well. I tied each wrist to the headboard. Not too tight, but tight enough to reststrain her. I placed a small foot stool on the bed and asked her to bend her legs over it. This meant that her feet were right in front of me and her crotch was under the stool totally exposed. I fixed her ankles to the stool so that she couldn't move.

I jumped off the bed and went to the boxes to see what I could find to use on Jody, especially on her feet. I found a nylon scrubbing brush with soft bristles, a wooden back scratcher with small wooden pegs coming out of it which were totally smooth, a pair of scissors, and last but not least, a massaging unit complete with accessories. It was perfect for just what I wanted to do to Jody.

I sat back down on the bottom of the bed and decided to remove my clothes and make myself more comfortable. Meanwhile, Jody was waiting for me.

I took off everything except my shoes, stockings and panties. I knelt in front of the stool. First, the panties. I used the scissors to cut a hole in her nylons. I could feel her warmth on my fingers. She jumped. I told her to lay still. I took hold of her panties and cut them in two. This totally exposed her already wet pussy.

I moved my legs around so that both of my feet were in between her legs. I pointed the toe of my right foot on her soft mound and slowly rubbed. She moaned. I pushed a little harder and the toe of my shoe entered her pussy. She moaned louder. I decided to make her smile even more. I removed both of her shoes, now exposing the soles of her feet in her flesh-coloured nylons. I smelled each shoe in turn. Her hot aroma was still strong in her shoes. I stopped rubbing her mound with my shoe to concentrate on her feet.

I moved her toes backwards making the soles of her feet tight and sensitive indeed. I took the nylon bristle brush and started to rub her sole up and down. She screamed, "No! Please don't. I'm very ticklish!" It was just what I wanted to hear. I rubbed the brush harder. She screamed with laughter. "No, no, please don't. I cant stand it."

The more I tickled, the more she wriggled around. I decided to increase her sensations, so I continued to tickle her foot. As I did this I slipped, my right foot out of my shoe and I placed my hot foot at her entrance. The heat coming from her was unbelievable. I pushed my toes into her opening. My foot was instantly hot. It slipped in a lot easier than her foot had into mine in our last scenario together. I pushed a least half of my stockinged clad foot inside of her. She moaned and tried to laugh at the same time.

I stopped tickling her right foot and concentrated on my foot in her pussy. I moved my foot as deep inside of her as I could. Then I wiggled my toes, slowley at first and then faster and faster. She moaned. She was going to cum. At this point I withdrew my foot, much to her disapointment. My stocking was covered in her juices. I slipped my shoe back in, as I had plans for the stocking later on.

She was breathing very heavy now. She gasped, "Please don't stop!" I sat up now on my knees so that I was facing both of her soles. I took hold of the wooden back scrubber and proceeded to caress each sole. In turn, she moaned. It was really turning her on, let alone me. I was so wet and frustrated. I need her too.

To be continued ...