Foot play

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“I can’t be the only one not getting worked up right now. The last guy I ran into that liked feet was weird, and it grossed me out, but now that I have you down there rubbing that out…” Scarlet trails off. “I’m getting a little aroused.”

You dart your gaze down to where your hands are, and you notice the foot you just got done massaging is close to your groin. Despite being unable to deny Scarlet completely, you’re also aware of what she’s done in the last 12 hours. You also can’t deny you’ve been with Flora and Astrid within the previous 12 hours, too, so guilt pokes at your consciousness. However, even with these thoughts entering your head, the flow of blood going to your crotch doesn’t stop, and a slight bulge starts to make its appearance below your belt. Scarlet sees this and thinks she’s got you hooked. “You know…I wanted to be with you last night. That’s why I was drinking so much~.”

“You don’t have to drink to get me to be with you that way,” you tell her, still massaging.

“I know, I know,” she says. “But I wanted to use that as an excuse for not acting so professional.”

“You said it yourself, Scarlet. Our relationship is best with some pleasure worked in between our work hours,” you look down again and suck in your lips to moisten them. “And I think that might be possible still.”

“OK then,” Scarlet seems to have decided something in her head. “So, if I told you could use my feet to do whatever you wanted with them, what would you?”

You glance down again and hope she doesn’t notice the sweat building up in your palms. “I’d say OK.”

“Would you do it, though?”

“Right now?”

Scarlet nods. “Of course.”

“Well-”

She cuts you off by moving in such a way she can get both of her feet on your lap. She finds your bulge and rubs and caresses it gently through your pants. She gasps slightly and then follows herself with a slight giggle. “Oh, my God. You are kind of hard, aren’t you?”

You can feel a rush of heat wash over your cheeks. “Of course I am. Look at you!”

“Oh, sure,” she rolls her eyes. “Blame me for your horniess.”

“Fine,” you say, getting a solid look at her feet that are still displayed on your lap. “If that’s how you’re going to play it.”

Scarlet props herself up on her elbows, now regarding with a little bit of an off expression. She seemed amused but held her tongue as she watched what you would do. “I’m always playing; you ought to know that by now.”

You step off the bed to get in front of her, Scarlet’s feet still in hand. You place the soles of her feet against your groin and start manually rubbing yourself with them. The sensation is oddly satisfying for you, and judging by the new expression on Scarlet’s face, she’s also gaining some kind of satisfaction from this too. She wiggles her toes, making you jolt slightly when you feel the effects of something you aren’t doing.

Your lung bellows out a harsh exhale, and you let Scarlet play with you through the fabric of your pants. Her dark blue eyes dart up to yours as her mouth curves into a less-than-elegant smile; it is perverted and full of horniness. She’s otherwise silent when she begins her teasing, but her smile manages to speak for her and all the perversions that come out of it, making you harder than you thought possible. Another exhale leaves your mouth, but it comes out shaky. Your awkward breathing breaks Scarlet into a small giggle.

“You’re kidding me,” she laughs. “This is turning you on that much?”

There’s a moment of hesitation, but you’re not shy to admit that something about her feet entices you to get this excited. Her smile flattens, and her eyes harden, clearly interested in seeing how far she can go with you. She clears her throat and then nods slightly. “You feel so hard in your pants. It’s kind of turning me on even~.”

Scarlet slides a hand between her thighs and starts rubbing herself. Her eyes are locked onto her lazy foot tease. However, she keeps shooting a glance or two to let you know that she sees you more than an object she’s using for entertainment.

In the meantime, you’ve let your hands go idle at your sides, not yet daring to interrupt Scarlet in her advances. You feel her warmth and the rougher texture of her feet as they pass over your ridgeless and package. A small moan parts your lips, earning yourself another gaze from Scarlet.

“Fuck, Warren. If I knew you liked feet this much, I would have started teasing you a lot sooner. It’s so cute seeing your cheeks that red and your eyes that fixated!” Scarlet slips her hand down her pants, proceeding to pet herself. “What do you think? Think I should let you take off your pants?”

“I like the sound of that,” you tell Scarlet. “Is that how we should proceed?”

Scarlet looks down where her feet are and admires the bulge throbbing in your pants. “I like the sound of that too. So, let’s get your pants off, shall we?”

Within moments, you are pantless and half-naked in front of Scarlet, who wastes no time rubbing your shaft with her feet—the warm contrast of her feet riding along your cooler groin. She looks at you closely and smiles. She's also got pantless, but she's kept her panties on for a little longer. “It’s no fun if I’m the only one doing everything.”

“So, what would you like me to do?”

Scarlet muses to herself as she goes into mocking thought. “Whatever you’d like to do, I guess?”

You take a firm grip on the other of her feet and press them together before you start screwing your hips forward. It’s a gentle pace at first, but you gradually increase the speed as you build a gentle rhythm. Her heels press against your inner thigh at every pass, and her toes flex at random times, giving you something else to look at while you fuck.

Scarlet pleasures herself, enjoying the show. She says a few off-hand comments that encourage you to continue. The friction is too much, so you slow your thrusting and spitting downward. It isn’t enough to make a difference, but this doesn’t prevent you from trying.

However, it does seem Scarlet has had enough of this. She places her foot flat on your chest, pushes you back, and takes off her panties. You see that she’s soaked herself in her own juices. Your mouth salivates at the sight of her honey pot. Scarlet closes her legs while she draws her fingers to hide her naughty slit.

“Jerk yourself off,” she coos at you seductively. “I want you to crank that cock while I play with myself.”

“Yeah?” You grab your cock by the base and start doing what you’re told, wasting no time to fill in the desires that Scarlet also has. Her dark blues fixate on your self-applied handjob as she starts to spread her legs and starts petting herself. A small curse slips from your mouth as your penis flexes in your grip. Scarlet is so wet you can hear her sloppy teasing over her breathing. You watch her pleasure herself as she watches you do the same. “You’re something else.”

She laughs lowly and places her foot on your chest. “You can hold my foot if you’d like, too~.”

You hold her feet and bring it close to your jerking motions. You feel the warmth of her foot as your hand glides along your rod. You exhale and run your tongue over your dry lips. Scarlet wiggles her toes, briefly joining your hand as it works your length. “You’re so fucking hot, baby. This is why I’d never sleep with anyone else. You might not have a 13-inch horse cock, but everything else about you is incredible~!”

You wrap her feet flat on the side of your hard penis and grip it with your hand, working your hips into small but intentional thrusts forward. You watch for a few passes before going back to admire the girl sprawled on the bed. Scarlet is also admiring you, half-naked, self-pleasuring, and tight-bodied, amused if not thoroughly entertained with this unexpected session of lewd activities.

Soon, all thoughts outside of your sexual activity start fading out of memory. Your desire to use Scarlet’s feet starts becoming fulfilled, but now she’s beginning to look a little bored with the constant thrusting, despite looking more than satisfied mere seconds ago. She finally works a small moan from her lungs and tells you to fuck her. She wants you to fuck her on her back.

You hesitant until she pulls away. “Alright, knock it off,” she’s smiling. “Get close so I make your cock all wet.”

Scarlet slides off the bed to get eye-level with your throbbing dick. She begins pumping you from the base and lolling her tongue over your shaft, lavishing your flavor as she runs her saliva all over you. The sensation of her washing makes you continue to flex. You occasionally let out a verbal sign of satisfaction but, otherwise, maintain a stern expression; she manually lubes you repeatedly.

As she takes your inches between her lips, you makeshift a ponytail on her head and start thrusting slowly forward, quickly getting your member slick with her spit. Her hands are busy fondling your balls and fingering her pussy. She looks up at you with an oddly innocent expression while her mouth is violated by the same cock that had her feet all over it not long ago, even with the swollen black eye. You grow in her mouth until all you can do is throb against the teasing lashes that are received while you start dripping into her throat.

The deeper you go, the more she gags–she retches around you, only adding the amount of spit washing over your genitalia. You can’t get enough of any of her. Astrid was great, and the time spent with Flora was pleasurable, but having Scarlet be willing to do so much for you makes your core heat up with indescribable desire. You keep going until she finally taps and pulls away.

“Fuck,” she pants with a few heavy breaths but makes she you’re not left unstimulated. Her hands grip your rod and are still worked with a tight handjob. “You gotta let a girl breath there, baby.”

Scarlet’s hand is joined by her mouth as she starts sucking on your balls. You clear your throat and close your eyes, unable to find the words to respond with. Finally, you manage to piece together something. “You’re barely letting me breathe either. What’d I do deserve this exactly?”

You feel her tongue swiping left-to-right as she kisses each ball before moving to the other one. You spread your legs slightly and stick your hips out, unwilling to let a single inch out of all the stimulation.

You can hear Scarlet giggling slightly under her ball-sucking and sloppy handjob. What is prominent, however, is the sound of her disengaging from your nutsack to reply. “You left me all along last night, you know? I got myself all worked up and then had no one to play with.”

She muses for a second and then winks. “Well, play with it in such a way that’s pleasurable for both active party members at least.”

You watch her lean back until she’s flat on her back. She plays with your genitals still, wiggling her toes over you to keep her stimulating act going. You shiver as you look at the false redhead before you on her back, practically naked and already soaking in her honey. You glance down and stare at her footjob as her other foot joins. You look back at Scarlet, and she gives you a wide, toothy smile that plays with your emotions at a near-spiritual level.

“Fuck me, Warren.”

She pulls her feet away from you, swings her legs, and closes her knees together. Her feet are still in clear vision, but now you’re also presented with a pristine view of her damp slit. “Fuck me,” she says again, encouraging you to do something instead of becoming a statue.

For some reason, her words with her actions have caused your mouth to go dry. You almost go with virgin **** to grab not just yourself, but also her legs to allow easier access. You feel Scarlet’s heel press down on your shoulder as you start to slip between her pink puffy lips. Her tightness swells around you and causes your head to spin. A heated moan leaves her mouth, her eyes fixed on yours while she’s penetrated by a familiar cock. “You don’t have to be gentle,” she teases with a playful smile curved on the corners of her mouth.

Your breath catches at the top of your throat. Your foot-teased penis is swallowed wholly, and you feel every inch of yourself getting closed around. Where you are grabbing her, however, is also her long, toned legs; the warmth from them soaks into your palms, making them wet with sweat, building intimacy. Your chest tightens, and your knees start to tense. Methodically, your hips start going faster, plugging and unplugging her pussy hole. Scarlet’s chest begins to bounce against your constant thrusts, but she doesn’t seem to mind– if anything, she seems to enjoy it.

Scarlet’s voice comes out sexually and nonsensical. However, this does nothing to hinder your lovemaking, so you start going faster, eager to push yourself over the edge of ecstasy. Over and over, your bodies ripple as they slap against each other. The sounds of your fucking fill the room as smoothly as your cock slips in and out of her. You open your mouth to let out puffs of hot breath while you tighten your grip on her legs. Scarlet had been letting out hot breaths for a while but was not shy to moan to express her emotion. Her chest rises and falls rapidly, now drawing closer to the climax.

She laughs, her face twisting with perverted bliss. “I made f-fun of you earlier~ but look at who's about to cum first~!!?” Scarlet throws her head back before she moans out a profound curse that rattles inside your skull like a bullet.

“Look at me when you cum,” you say. “I want to look at your face when you release.”

Scarlet’s name starts to match the color of her face. “Wh-what??”

You start bucking into her. Her pussy closes around your cock, and her eyes widen at the sudden roughness that overwhelms her for a few moments. Her dark blue eyes dart away briefly, but when you change your grip and spread her legs, she looks back at you in shock.

Your thumbs are pressed against the soles of her feet, and you can see her toes stretching. You look down and see her slit, sloppy, pink, stretched– slutty, and stuffed as your balls press against her ass cheeks. You’re mesmerized by the scene put before you. You swallow and almost forget to breathe.

It isn’t until Scarlet arches her back and screams that you remember to renew your air intake. You look at Scarlet and see a hard pink color flooding her cheeks and nose. The blue of her eyes is a hard contrast beneath her embarrassment, but she’s focused on you. You feel her orgasm itching down her legs before it shoots through her whole nervous system, ruining her ability to talk and maintain her posture.

Scarlet’s mouth slips out with a line of curses. She tries to pull her legs back, but your grip is far too firm for her to break free. You just fuck into her, refusing her limbs back as she shatters into a mindless state of being used.

The raw display of her body recoiling with sexual use is enough to make your cock stiffen a little more. Her wetness showers the sheets along with your length and package, making it incredibly easy for you to mingle with her honey pot.

Your mind spurs, and you realize that you can’t stop yourself from moving your hips. You lay both of her legs on opposite shoulders, and you ride into her, still bucking– still going crazy as you **** every inch into her molded tunnel.

Even if you intended to, you don’t think you could have managed a warning at the moment your balls contacted and released a hot stream of spunk into her womb, undoubtedly releasing a load big enough to impregnate her. Scarlet’s legs tighten as she feels your jizz settle inside her tummy. Your breathing is heavy and unsynchronized, but the deed is done, and you both are satisfied for the time being