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Chapter 77 by Kobe Kobe

Here's how their day goes...

2:59 P.M.

They had fallen asleep watching the movie. Tyler had his arm wrapped around Zoey and the other was occupied working as a pillow for her neck. She was pushed up against him under her covers, the gentle hum of her heater going off. Their legs intertwined and their breathing in close sync, both didn't want to move.

Zoey stirred first. She was hot. Very hot. Between their body heat, her sweatpants, shirt, heater, and covers, Zoey moved Tyler's arm and tossed the covers off of her. Tyler firmly grabbed her and pulled her in again. "Mmm." He protested.

"Tyler...get off." She said, still sleepy. She was burning up. "It's hot."

"Shh." He said. "Just a few more minutes..."

She wiggled under his grasp and he finally gave in, releasing her.

She sighed in relief as she scooted a little away and turned the heat down on her thermostat. Grabbing a hair tie from her end table she fixed her hair in a ponytail.

That's when Tyler got her again, pouncing like a tiger on its prey. He had pinned her on her back, both of his hands pushing her shoulders into the bed. She squeaked in surprise.

"Are you hot?" He asked. Without waiting for a response, he licked her neck. Goosebumps erupted on her skin.

"Hm...you're very hot." He gave the side of her face a testy lick and she quivered. Gliding down her face and through her neck, he released one of her arms as he pulled her shirt up with force. Nipples erect and her skin already with a million goosebumps on them, he put one of her nipples in his mouth. She squealed.

"Tyler..." She let out, not prepared for this.

He pinched with his teeth and began to suck. She wiggled and squirmed as she felt herself hot around other regions of her body. He pulled off and licked her underboobs before moving to her other nipple, squeezing, pinching...biting. He was rough.

"Tyler, Tyler! You're...I..." She said, her free hand on his shoulder. "I..."

He pulled hard, tugging before releasing, making a small noise as it bounced back into form. "You tell me that I'm magnetic, Zoe..." He started to suck on her neck before moving to her mouth. "Your sweat has so many pheromones in it...you smell like cinnamon. I want to fucking eat you like this." He went back to her abdominal region and raised her arm, licking her even there.

Goosebumps. She felt...something.

He moved from her arms to her stomach, and then to her crotch.

Ah, that's what she felt.

Wet.

He ripped her sweatpants down to her ankles and immediately pressed his face into her snatch. He lifted her lower half off of the ground and pushed his face into her, inhaling deeply.

"Fuck me, you turn me on." He said before sticking his tongue into her.

"You-you're such a weirdo-" She moaned, "liking the smell of my sweat...isn't it supposed to be the other way around?"

He pulled his tongue out and licked up and down her thigh before kissing down to her feet. She let out a deep, intense moan as he licked her toes.

He grinned. "And I'm the weird one?"

"Sh-shut up." She said, resting a foot on his face. He took a deep breath and then began to worship it, much to her pleasure. Her fingers hungrily reached for her gash, touching herself.

"Does Tom know about this fetish? I don't remember if you told me if he knew." He nibbled on her pinky and she let out the tiniest of moans, shrill and high pitched as she threw her head back.

"N-no."

"Good. I'd hate for another man to fuck my girlfriend's feet before me."

"W-wait," she said, "fuck?"

"You never finished me off our first time together, Zoe. You can't leave a man like that. You can't just not give me a footjob."

She hesitated. "I-I've never, um, I-'ve, I've never fully given one to completion."

"Well, I guess you'd better be ready to try." He unzipped his pants and cupped her feet together as he pulled his cock out and rested it against one of her feet. She curled her toes instinctively.

She gulped. Pushing one foot directly against his cock, she stretched him against his stomach, causing him to groan. Gliding up and down his shaft with both feet, she slowly jerked him off.


He laughed hard.

So did she.

"We're fuckin' weird." He said, his erection completely gone. She buried her face in her hands.

"Oh my gosh. Why the hell would I say that?" She said, unable to breathe from how hard she was laughing.

A few minutes earlier...

He grit his teeth together as she cupped her feet and jerked him off, his pre-cum dripping out of his tip like it had sprung a leak. She had turned around and was massaging herself, her ass in full view. "Fuck me, you're good."

"Fuck yeah I am." She said, getting into it. "You like that, don't you, master? You like your little slave bitch fucking you with her feet?"

He spanked her. "My little slave is so good."

"You like that?"

"Fuck yes, baby."

"Mm, say it for me?"

"I love that."

"Mmh, well you wait; I'm gonna fuck you so hard you'll think I was your mom."

He paused. "Wait."

She froze. "Wait."


They were now upstairs in her kitchen. "Hey mom, can you grab me a soda?"

She threw a roll of paper towels at him. "Oh my gosh, shut up."

"Didn't you use to tease me about my dirty talk?"

"I wasn't thinking, okay?" She turned red as she smiled. "Stop bullying me."

"I would never bully my mommy."

She slapped him playfully.

"Maybe it was a good thing?" He said, leaning up on her fridge as he watched her make them sandwiches.

"A good thing that neither of us got off and I literally killed all the tension with a few words?" She rolled her eyes.

"Yeah." He opened her fridge and pulled out a soda. "I mean, when I bust my load in your ass tonight I want to see it spill out don't I?"

She nearly dropped the block of cheese she was cutting in shock. He came up from behind her. "Tsk tsk. Be more careful, darling." He reached his arms around and cupped her hands with his as he pushed her into the countertop.

"I-I'm t-trying to make us lunch. So."

He bit into her ear, making her drop the knife on the counter. "Why the fuck would I need lunch when I have a full course meal in front of me?" He moved his hands from hers and slid them up her shirt, fondling her.

"Oh, Tyler..."

"Oh, mom..." He burst out laughing and she hit him multiple times with a baguette.

Whoops. Awkward. What else do they do today?

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