Lesbian roommates smelly feet and foot worship (sexy feet, czech soles)

Title: “A Feet Fetish Fortnight: The Czech Soles Chronicles”

Chapter 1: The Move-In Day

The sun hung high in the cerulean sky as Eva nervously fiddled with her key, fumbling it into the lock of the apartment she was about to share with her new roommate. As she stepped over the threshold, she was greeted by the sight of tousled blonde hair, smooth bare legs, and a pair of perfectly shaped soles, propped up casually on the coffee table.

Eva’s eyes widened. “Oh, er… hi?” she stammered, gathering her suitcases at the door.

At the sound of her voice, the roommate jolted up, knocking over a glass of juice which splattered onto the wooden floor. “Shitness, I am so sorry!” the girl exclaimed in her thick Czech accent, quickly dabbing at the spill with a sock-covered foot. “I am sorry, I did not know you were coming so soon. I am Lucinda, by the ways.” She stood up, casually discarding the sock and revealing a sweaty, hairless sole. “And you must be Eva. It is pleasure to meet you.”

Eva nodded, trying not to stare at the glistening foot, its faint scent of sweat and faintly sweet deodorant wafting into her nostrils. She took a deep breath, her pulse already beginning to race. “Yes, nice to meet you too,” she managed to say, quickly setting down her bags. “Jaka PRDI, I should have texted you I was coming. Let me help you clean that up.”

The two girls knelt down, their bare thighs almost brushing as they mopped up the sticky mess. Eva’s hips began to heat at the closeness, the scent of Lucinda’s foot becoming more and more intoxicating. She swallowed hard, fighting the urge to bury her nose in the Czech girl’s sole.

Chapter 2: The First Date

Days turned into weeks as Eva and Lucinda settled into their new living arrangement. The apartment buzzed with a palpable sexual tension, an unspoken attraction pulsing between the new friends. Finally, Eva could take it no longer.

One evening, Eva sidled up to Lucinda as she lounged on the couch, stocking feet propped up on the coffee table. “Hey, um, I was thinking…” Eva began nervously, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. “What would you say to grabbing some dinner? Just us girls?” She peeked up at Lucinda through her lashes.

Lucinda looked up at her with a mischievous grin. “What a naughty girl you are, Eva,” she purred. “I would like that very much.”

Dinner was a romantic affair, candlelight flickering across the table as the two women talked and flirted heavily, sampling each other’s dishes and sneaking secret touches under the table. All the while, their eyes kept drifting to each other’s bare feet, currently propped up on opposite chairs.

Finally, Eva had to speak up. “Do you ever… think about feet?” she asked breathily.

Lucinda’s eyes flashed. “Pardon?”

“Feet,” Eva replied boldly, her hand sliding up the Czech girl’s calf. “Yours are so perfect. Do you ever want someone to worship them?”

Lucinda’s breath quickened. “It is rude to ask such things in public…” she demurred. “But perhaps we could discuss it further… back at the flat?”

Eva nodded eagerly, signaling for the check.

Chapter 3: The Foot Worship Ritual

Later that night, the living room was dim and pulsing with sensual tension. Eva was seated on the floor at Lucinda’s feet, her head bowed reverently as the Czech beauty extended a bare sole before her.

“Show your devotion, Eva,” Lucinda whispered imperiously, running her sole down the side of Eva’s cheek. “Please my feet, and I will open my pants for you…”

Eva shivered at the promise in her voice, pressing reverent kisses along Lucinda’s arch and ankle as she sank back onto her heels. Slowly, almost hesitantly, she brought her nose to Lucinda’s sole, breathing in deeply.

The scent of sweaty, human foot filled her nostrils, heady and musky. Eva moaned, her face flushing with arousal. She dragged the flat of her tongue across Lucinda’s soles, savoring the salty, pungent flavor.

“Kousek! Yesss…” Lucinda hissed, putting more pressure against Eva’s face.

Eva obeyed, suckling at each toe in turn, teasing the grout between them with the tip of her tongue. Her own thighs clenched as her hips began to sway, each lick stoking the heat between her legs.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this, Eva,” Lucinda breathed, shifting her foot to cup Eva’s chin. “Wanted a sexy girl like you bowing at my soles, pleasuring me so perfectly…”

Eva whimpered, rocking harder against her own need, utterly hypnotized by the Czech goddess’s words, her scent, her taste. She was drowning in feet worship, completely lost to the sublime pleasure.

“That’s it, worship my feet more Eva!” the Czech girl commanded, her other foot kneading at Eva’s heaving breasts. “I want you to lick between my toes, make me cum so hard. Then I will let you taste my Czech fillyoles, worship them as only a devoted foot slut knows how…”

Eva didn’t hesitate, plunging her tongue deep between Lucinda’s toes as the needy moans from the Czech beauty’s lips spurred her on. Her own needs could wait, as she continued pleasuring her roommate and goddess, utterly lost to the sublime feeling of dedicating herself to the wonder of feet.