The Next Step
(Published on Tuesday, March 9, 2004)
This story was submitted anonymously.

To read the 1st part of this story, click The Hook.

Lynn and I got home from Jenny’s place, and I immediately became extremely passionate with her.   We jumped onto the bed and started tearing each other’s clothes off.  Lynn was a little puzzled at my verosity but liked it. I immediately went to her feet and started passionately kissing her toes, her soles and her arches. Lynn started to touch herself, and told me to start sucking her toes and lick in between each and every toe. I honored her demand. I had never been so enthusiastic and willing to please a request. In fact, even though I took care of her feet, the most I had ever done before was kiss her foot a couple of times.

Lynn pulled her feet away and motioned me up to her. I had no problem obliging. My dick was so sore, and needed some relief. I plunged into her wet pussy and only got about two strokes before I exploded. I hadn't shot my top off that quickly in years. The relief and feeling was overwhelming. I looked at Lynn and apologized for my premature ejaculation. She, on the other hand, took it in stride and asked, “Did my feet do that to you?”

The minute she used the word, my cock started getting hard again. My thoughts immediately went to Jenny’s black toenails and my desire to have them. I looked at Lynn and told her that I do have a thing for the female foot. She looked at me and said, “I know you like painting my toenails, but I had no idea you liked sucking foot.” I could tell she was really into it.  “This opens up a whole new world doesn’t it, footboy?” I loved what I was hearing. She started prodding me with her toes and asked me if I was ready for round two.

“Round 2?” I asked.

She looked at me and said, “You don’t think that I was satisfied with that quickie, do you?. I want you to go down and suck my toes, and then get up here and do me right!”

I jumped down to the foot of our bed and grabbed her right foot. I was on my knees with my legs spread a bit. I began licking, kissing and sucking every inch of her foot. At that point, Lynn started running her toenail from her big toe ever so softly up and down my shaft with her other foot. The feeling was sending shivers down my spine. I started moaning with pleasure.

She looked at me and asked, “You like that?”

While plunging her entire foot into my mouth, I said or hummed, “Uh, huh.”

“Good,” she replied. “Now come and take care of your unfinished business.”

I wasn’t quite ready to stop enjoying her toes. I grabbed her other foot, and kissed and sucked on it a few times. Lynn directed her other foot towards me, and placed it behind my neck and yanked me forward. “Come here and fuck me,” she said.

I had never seen Lynn act so animalistic. The sex was awesome. Blowing my load as hard as I did 20 minutes earlier allowed me to last a long while before exploding again. Lynn and I were exhausted after the session. She looked at me and said, “What was that? Who are you? That was incredible!”

It was the best sex we had ever had. But was it genuine. I started having feelings of guilt. Was I fucking Lynn, or was I really fucking Jenny? Something different had come over me.

Here we were, Friday. Both Lynn and I went to school. We met up for lunch, and I asked her how she had done on her Biology test. “Great,” she replied, “Thanks for letting me study last night.”

I told her it was nothing, but took the opportunity to ask if she would return the favor.

“Sure,” she said, “What would you like?”

I told her, “Well, I have a pretty important Calculus test to take on Monday and I need to begin studying today.  After my last class, I’ll be headed for the library.”

Although she really wanted to go out and party, she said she had some school work of her own to do, and would take that opportunity to study as well. I had never been deceitful before. This was a new turn in our relationship. However, I had at least come up with a pretty good excuse to go visit Jenny.

As I was walking to my last class, I heard my name called out. I turned around, and there was Jenny, sitting on a courtyard bench, legs crossed, dangling her high heeled wedge off of her toes. “How are you my little footboy? Are you coming over after classes? You haven’t forgotten your order, have you footboy?”

I both hated and loved what she was now calling me. “Yes, Jenny, Ill be there after class,” I said a little too anxiously.

“Jenny? That’s Mistress or Mistress Jenny to you from this point forward,” she exclaimed! As she was speaking to me, she all of a sudden dropped her shoe off of her foot. I began to bend down to pick it up, and she stopped me by placing her foot on top of my hand. “Not with your hands. With your mouth.”

I looked around, and no one was really near us. “Jenny, I mean Mistress, let me just place it back on your foot.”

“You will do as I say, or you can say goodbye my feet forever.”

The thought prompted me to immediately get down on my knees, pick up her shoe by the toe end, and gently place it on her dangling foot.  As I did so, she pinned my upper lip under her big toe and said, “We are going to have so much fun this afternoon.”

And with that, she got up and started walking to her next class. The sound of her shoes slapping her heels almost made me blow right in my pants.  Having to wait another hour was going to be torture.

During that last hour of class, I didn’t hear a word that the professor said. I just sat there in a total daze. Thank God he never called on me. As soon as the class ended, I raced to Jenny’s apartment. It wasn’t that far off campus. I made it to her door and knocked.

“Come on in,” she said from inside. I walked in, but she was nowhere in sight. “Close the door and have a seat on the couch,” she said from her bedroom. I did as she had asked. “Are you hungry,” she asked.

“Yes, what do you have,” I replied.

“Oh, I’ve got just what you want,” she said with a coy tone.

Jenny walked out of the bedroom. She was wearing an oversized sweatshirt and walking around barefooted. She came over to the couch, sat down, placed her right foot on the coffee table, and crossed her left leg over her right one. She then extended her leg straight up in the air and started contorting her foot in every possible angle.  She now had silver toerings adorning both second toes of her feet. What a show. “They are rather nice, aren’t they?” She said.

“Exquisite would be a better word for them, Jenny, I mean Mistress.”

“You are quite the gentleman. You get browny points,” she replied. “I was going to make you suffer and clean my apartment before letting you have some foot. However, I think I’ll let you worship them for the time being.” With that, she swung her feet onto my lap, and asked which one I wanted to start licking and sucking first.

“I’ll take the right one.”

She picked up a magazine off the table, and crossed her right leg so that her foot was just inches from my lips. She then gave me instructions. “You are going to lick my feet until I grow tired of it. You can suck my toes when I give them to you. You are not to use your hands at all. In fact, they will rubbing my other foot. When I move my foot away from you, you will just sit there and watch me dangle them in front of you. I will not tolerate you leaning over to get more action. Do you understand footboy?” She barked.

“I do Mistress.”

“You may indulge.”

She placed her foot by my lips, and I had finally had the pleasure of licking her foot. Her soles were so soft. She moved her foot around so that I could taste every morsel with my tongue. I was thoroughly enjoying her foot. Then, without notice, she moved her foot away from my reach. She just sat there reading her magazine as if I wasn’t even there. I had never been this close to view her feet before.  Jenny was a shear genius in the way she was tormenting me. However, the sight of her feet moving around without letting me touch them was making me want them even more.

Then after about 10 minutes of her footshow, she said, “Are you ready for more?”

I tried not to sound anxious, but I said, “Yesssss, please let me have them.”

She allowed me to suck them for only a few minutes. She then removed her feet entirely, put down the magazine and asked, “How much do you love my feet?”

I looked at her and replied, “You have no idea.”

“What would you do to have the left one now?”

“Anything! What would you like?” I replied anxiously. I couldn’t wait to worship her other foot.

“Well, since you said anything, take off your pants and cum in front of me.”

“What? What do you mean cum in front of you?”

Jenny responded, “I want you to take out your member and show me how much you want them. Take your cock, and beat it off for me and my feet. Otherwise, you know where the door is!” She then placed her foot back on the table and started dangling her left foot. I had to have that foot. I got up, took off my pants and nervously stood in front of her. “Take those off too,” she said while brushing my briefs with her toes. I pulled down my pants and held my stiff cock with my right hand. Jenny placed her feet in front of my raging hard-on and told me to get started. I barely stroked twice and blew all over her feet. She was amazed at how fast I came. “Wow, I knew you liked my feet, but I had no idea you were that enamored with them.”

She then instructed me to lick the cum off of her feet. Once I was done doing that, she told me to go clean up. When I returned, Jenny told me I could play with her left foot. In fact, she told me I could suck, lick and kiss it for as long as I wanted. “This is your reward for all the torment I’ve put you through.” Jenny then asked, “What do you think of my toenails? Do you like the color?”

I told her that I loved her shiny black toenails.  She told me that she liked them too, but that she was tired of them already. “Do you like painting women’s toenails?” She asked.

“Jenny, you know I do.”

“Good. So you won’t mind coming over tomorrow and giving me a pedicure?”

I told Jenny that I was going to have a hard time getting away from Lynn on Saturday. Jenny then said, “How much do you want to worship these toes again?” She said this as she pulled them away from me and began dangling them in front of me.

“Jenny,” I said, “couldn’t we do this some other day?”

“No,” she replied, “I want a new color tomorrow.”

“I’ll tell you what,” she said. “You are going to get me the brightest OPI red you can find. You will then scrape my heals, trim my nails, and paint my toenails red. While they are drying, you will clean my apartment, wash my clothes, and fix me lunch. Once you are done with those chores, and if and only if I deem you have done great work, I promise to give you the foot tease and foot job of your life. You can then go to Lynn for the rest of the day and weekend.”

She then crossed her legs, and placed her foot in front of my lips, swinging her toes from side to side.  “Don’t you want my soft, sweet, beautiful feet all over your cock? Don’t you want to please your mistress in any way possible?”

I grabbed her foot and plunged it into my mouth. I couldn’t take it anymore. “Yes, yes, yes. I’ll do whatever you want.” I devoured her foot while she sank down into the couch and started rubbing my cock with her other foot.

“I love playing with you. I can’t wait 'til you come and paint my toes in the morning!” Jenny then let me have my way with her feet. But, just to turn the screws a little tighter, Jenny said, “It’s too bad you have to wait 'til the morning for your footjob.”

I looked at her with a sad look on my face. “Please Jenny, can we do it now? I promise I’ll come back to do your chores and paint your toes tomorrow morning.”

Jenny, with that wicked smile, simply gazed at me and said, “You’re going to have to wait.” She then suggested that I find a way to last a little longer than I had done that day. “I want to have fun with you, so don’t blow too quickly!” With that, she told me that I only had a few more minutes to indulge in her feet, and that she would see me tomorrow. Those extra minutes felt like seconds. She pulled her feet away from me and said goodbye. I was dispatched, frustrated and totally obsessed by her control.