Footjob

The she reached out to her previously discarded sock, grabbed it, and held it above my face. “Since your mouth seems to be enjoying one of my socks right now, I bet your dick would enjoy the other one.” My dick trembled in anticipation as Mira reaches back to grab my dick and envelop it with her sock. “Does this feel good?” I could just shake my head to indicate approval. “That’s a good start, but I don’t think you’re going to blow just like this, we need to give you some added incentive.” To my absolute bliss she raised both her feet and crossed over each other so that her right foot was centimeters away from the right side of my dick and her left centimeters away from the left side. Then her feet closed on my dick and she started slowly stroking up and down my shaft, edging me closer and closer to orgasm.

“Oh, your dick must be enjoying this so much. I bet you like this more than intercourse. You would rather have a dirty, sweaty sock around your dick than an actual vagina, and you would rather have my feet stroke you than to be fucking me right now. But I can’t really blame you, my socks and my feet ARE better than most women. They can make the stroking even better, they can make the feeling even hotter, they can make you blow your load even harder.” I was in heaven. I had been fantasizing about this moment since the first week of the semester, and now that it has finally come true it is even better than I could have ever imagined. I couldn’t even bring myself to do anything but moan loudly at the events taking place. Mira was right, I’d had sex with multiple women before, and none if them had even come close to making me feel like she was right now.

“Tell me how much you want this. Beg me to make you cum.” I couldn’t hold it in. I started cumming as soon as I started begging, and Mira noticed it. She had a giant smirk on her face as she listened to me sporadically beg her in a muffled voice as I orgasmed , my voice becoming less intense over time until I collapsed exhausted on the bed under my mistress’ dominant body.

“I hope you enjoyed that.” I was just breathing heavily at this point, unable to produce an answer. “It seems your dick certainly did,” she said as she briefly turned around then returned her attention to me. “I’ll let you keep my socks as a present, to remember this day.” She looked down at me for a few more seconds before continuing. “Since that’s done, I haven’t actually kept my side of the bargain just yet. I promised you a date. So how about this, I go to my place, take a shower, then put on the sexiest dress I own, and wait for you to clean up and come pick me up. Afterwards we can go back to mine and I can ride you all night long. Then you can compare my sock and my pussy and tell me which you prefer. How does that sound?”

Even though I had just came my dick sprung back up to full mast and was ready for round 2. Unfortunately for me that would have to wait. I couldn’t move from my place as I watched Mira pick up her shoes and start heading for the door. My attention was split between her ass and her bare feet as she proceeded towards the exit. As soon as she opened the door, she turned around and gave me her trademark dominant smirk from above her shoulder, before blowing me a kiss and leaving. I was the luckiest guy on earth.