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Chapter 8 by FootLicker8 FootLicker8

Do you go home with the man?

Yes

"I'd love to!", you said enthusiastically and smiled warmly at the strange man.

"Great!", he answered, seeming a little surprised his seduction attempt had worked, "Let's not waste any time then."

With that you both stood up and began walking out of the park. You looked up at him occasionally and realized how tiny you felt next to this monstrous man. He had to have been at least a head taller than you were as a guy, and several heads taller than you were now. On one hand it felt good to be walking next to him to his place where he had undoubtedly planned to fuck your brains out, but on the other hand it was a little unnerving. You didn't know him or his intentions. What if he wanted to kill you?

Then you remembered that virtually every crime was physically impossible to commit in this simulation since the developers had placed blocks everywhere to prevent them. For example it was completely impossible to penetrate anyone with anything, or be penetrated by anyone or anything, as long as one of you hadn't consented to it, although not necessarily audibly. It was also impossible to hurt someone physically, let alone kill someone, even those who had pain settings on fully realistic. You could feel pain but you could not get physically hurt.

Remembering this made you calmer. Hell, he couldn't even lock you inside his apartment as there were implementations blocking that as well. Therefore, when you arrived at his similarly sized apartment to yours, you were completely calm, and the excitement and lust of getting to lose your virginity to this buff stranger had completely taken over.

"Shoes off on the doormat, please.", he exclaimed as you entered through the front door. While it was common practice in real life, in the simulation it wasn't necessary at all since you could clean the floors, the shoes, or even turn dirt-spreading off for both with the press of a button, but you respected his request nonetheless. But when he took his shoes off and quickly faced you, eyes glued on your white sneakers, you suspected he had a reason beyond dirt to want your shoes off your feet.

You untied your shoelaces and slowly slid both shoes off your feet and, half as you had expected, heard an audible gasp from the man's direction. You looked up at him again just in time for him to ask:

"Did you customize those too?", in a tone of disbelief, a shaky finger pointed at your now bare feet.

You failed to hide a smirk but you remained calm and simply answered: "Yes, I did."

"D-do you have like a foot fetish or something, then?", he continued.

Your smirk grew wider but you once again remained calm and simply answered: "Maybe..."

"Holy shit!" He could no longer contain his excitement. "I do too! And I've gotta say, your feet are absolutely perfect! The toes, the arches, the tops, and I can only assume, the soles! Gorgeous all the way around!"

You struggled not to match his excitement over finding a fellow foot fetishist so early but you managed to calmly reply: "Thanks, I'm honored! What are the odds that I'd meet a fellow foot fetishist first thing in the morning? And one with such great taste in feet too!" You posed your feet around a little on the spot while talking and noticed a huge bulge starting to grow in the man's pants. It made you blush thinking that you were causing it.

"I know right!", he replied, "It has to be real low. Girls with foot fetishes are especially rare! Speaking of; if you have a foot fetish, you wouldn't mind letting me worship your feet, right?" The man had no shame but he was starting to calm down, although the excitement was still clearly noticable.

"Not at all!", you answered, "In fact I'd love for you to do that." Then you loudly whispered: "I've actually never had my feet worshipped before."

"I'd be honored to get to do it first!", he happily exclaimed. "Come with me to the bedroom!"

You obliged. The man's bedroom was overall similar to yours but the most notable differences were the indigo walls and the king-size bed as opposed to your blue walls and queen-size bed.

"Just lay down on your stomach on the bed and let your feet hang off the edge.", he instructed, "I'll handle the rest."

You wanted to do nothing but obey, so you did. You couldn't see your feet well when turning your head around but you saw the man staring intensely at them as he grabbed a pillow and sat his knees down on it right in front of them. You could feel his breathing on your soles. You could imagine from the countless foot worships and feet pics you had seen of your favorite models what his view was like right now and decided to turn your head back to a more comfortable position as he began.

The first thing you felt was something warm and wet being placed on your left sole, right below the ball of the foot. It already felt incredible and you couldn't help but to smile. The wet thing, which was obviously his tongue, slowly started moving up your sole, traveling up you high arch and reaching your heel. You could feel that his tongue had left a wet trail of saliva all the way up your sole. He did a lap around your heel with his tongue before sliding it all the way back down to the toes, continuing the wet trail.

He repeated the movement of his tongue multiple times until you could tell that your entire sole was drenched in his saliva. It felt amazing! Every stroke of his tongue caused a tingle from your pussy and you were getting wetter by the second. You started breathing heavily as he finished the left foot and moved on to the right. He resumed licking but picked up the pace a little which was the tipping point of making you start to quietly moan into the pillow you laid on.

When both your soles were thoroughly coated in a layer of saliva the man told you to turn over onto your back and you knew only good things would come from obeying. Now you could see what he was doing: he straightened up his position a little, opened his mouth, aimed for the long toes on your right foot and sucked them into his mouth. It felt like entering a heated building on a cold day as his warm mouth enveloped your toes; all of them! You felt his tongue move between and around every single toe and felt as they too were covered in saliva. You started moaning louder.

It was really hot to see your sexy toes get sucked into the man's mouth while simultaneously experiencing the pleasure it brought. When he finally pulled them out of his mouth they were sopping wet and he used the excess saliva to lick your soles a few more strokes before he moved on to the left foot and repeated the procedure. When he was finally finished with both feet, them and your pussy were soaking wet; the latter visibly through your panties, and your nipples were hard enough to be visible through the hoodie.

The man grabbed his phone from his pocket and asked: "Can I snap a few shots before they dry, please?"

"Yes, please do it!", you replied groggily.

"Awesome! I'll send them to you later.", he said and opened the camera app. "Give me a smile!", he said happily.

You sat up properly and produced your cutest smile as he snapped a few shots of you and your spit-drenched feet. Suddenly you realized that these pictures would look exactly like one of those few well drawn foot fetish hentai images you used to masturbate to. And now you were the subject of the image! Your blush brightened for the last few shots because of that.

"Well that was fun!", the man said as he stood up and put his phone back in his pocket. His bulge became visible again and it was even larger than before! "It seems that was enough foreplay to get us both excited for the main course!", he continued and gestured in the direction of your wet pussy. "Are you ready?", he asked.

Are you ready for the main course?

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