FOOTJOB.HIS DICK LOVES MY FEET

Title: FOOTJOB.HIS DICK LOVES MY FEET – An Intimate Tale

As I laid there on my bed, legs spread wide, I couldn’t help but marvel at the beauty of my own feet. Having been born with the blessing of exceptionally perfect feet, I had always known that one day, they would bring me immense pleasure and fulfill my deepest, darkest desires. And now, at the tender age of 19, I was finally ready to unleash my fetish upon an unsuspecting world.

Enter the dashing Sergei, a strapping young lad who had caught my eye at the local gym. With his chiseled abs, perfect pecs, and that extraordinarily long schlong, I just knew he was the one. And so, I hatched a plan to ensnare him in my web of erotic foot worship.

It all began innocently enough. I invited Sergei over to my place for a “study session,” knowing full well that our minds would be occupied with far more carnal pursuits. As we sat on my bed, poring over our textbooks, I could feel a growing tension between us, a yearning that needed to be satiated.

And so, I made my move. Slowly, ever so teasingly, I slipped off my shoes and socks, revealing my tiny, perfect feet to Sergei’s hungry eyes. His gaze locked onto them, his pupils dilating as he drank in the sight of my soft, supple soles.

“What are you doing, darling?” he asked, his voice quivering with barely contained desire.

“You’ll see,” I purred, a mischievous grin playing on my lips.

With a cat-like grace, I slipped off the bed and onto the floor, positioning myself between Sergei’s legs. He watched, transfixed, as I slowly lifted my foot and brought it towards his straining bulge. The moment my toes made contact with his clothed member, he let out a deep, guttural moan.

And so, my journey of erotic foot worship began. I teasingly traced the outline of Sergei’s cock with my foot, feeling it throb and pulse beneath my touch. I could sense his desperation growing with each passing second, his hands clenching the sheets in an attempt to maintain some semblance of control.

As I continued my ministrations, I felt a growing sense of power, a deep satisfaction in being able to bring this strapping young man to such heights of pleasure. I could feel his hips begin to buck, his body responding to my every touch.

Emboldened by his reaction, I slipped my foot inside his pants, my tiny toes wrapping around his girthy shaft. Sergei let out a strangled cry, his eyes rolling back in his head as I began to pump his cock with my foot, using my other foot to caress and tease his heavy balls.

The sight of his face, contorted in ecstasy, was almost too much for me to bear. I could feel my own arousal growing, my pussy dripping with need as I continued to worship his throbbing member with my perfect feet.

As I worked him faster, harder, I could feel Sergei’s control slipping away. His hips bucked wildly, his breathing becoming more and more ragged. And then, with a final, devastating stroke of my foot, he came undone.

Sergei let out a roar of pleasure as his cock exploded, sending ropes of hot, sticky cream shooting onto my chest and face. The feeling of his warm seed coating my skin was almost enough to make me come on the spot.

As he collapsed back onto the bed, spent and satisfied, I continued to stroke his twitching cock with my foot, milking every last drop from his body. I could see the look of pure adoration in his eyes, the way he worshipped me in return for the gift I had just given him.

And so, my journey of erotic foot worship had come to a close. But I knew it was only the beginning. For I had a lifetime of pleasure to explore, a world of sexual conquests to be had with my perfect, naughty feet.

As I cleaned up the mess I had made, I couldn’t help but smile to myself. I had found my calling, my purpose in life. I was a foot worship goddess, and I would spend every waking moment honing my craft, spreading the gospel of foot love to anyone who would listen.

And so, if you find yourself enticed by the sight of a perfect pair of feet, wrapped around a throbbing cock, remember this: my dick loves my feet. And I love sharing that love with the world.