The main event

The light sound of lips against skin bounced around the room. Quinn’s feet, taking full advantage of her flexibility, stuck close to her skin as they trailed down her stomach. Her sock clad right foot gently massaged her body, while her bare left foot panted small kisses all the way down. A momentary pause at her belly button allowed left foot to draw small circles with its tongue. Quinn gave a slight movement from the ticklish sensation, but still showed no signs of waking up.

A few moments passed before her feet reached their destination. There they hovered, face-to-face with her privates; only the thin material of her black panties stood between them.

“Someone’s excited already.” Commented her right foot.

“How badly do you think she wants it?”

“Let’s see...”

Her right foot moved closer. The wet panties already clung to Quinn’s skin; an outline of lips was clearly visible to the approaching foot. Slowly, it dragged pointed toes down the line of her pussy. The pink sock began to grow damp as it soaked in her juices through the panties. Quinn twitched when her foot made contact. A muffled moan from above froze both feet in their place. Carefully, they peaked at her face. From their point of view beneath her body, they saw the mounds of her exposed breasts slowly rise and fall as they had all night, remnants of saliva reflecting in the moonlight.

“Looks like we’re in the clear.” Sighed Quinn’s left foot, relaxing its posture.

It dug its toes between her panties and skin and gradually peeled them to the side, revealing her glistening snatch. Despite being single, Quinn kept herself completely shaven. She thought it less troublesome than careful grooming.

“Looks like the answer is very badly.” Her right foot laughed.

“She’s not alone there. I can’t tell you how long I’ve waited for this.” Replied her left foot. The hunger was audible in its voice. “A foot’s got to have some action.”

With that, her left foot began rubbing Quinn’s pussy lips using the ball of its sole. Moving up and down, it alternated between grinding its sole into her pelvis or meticulously teasing her folds with its toes. Meanwhile, her right foot found its way to her clit, where it began expertly massaging it. Its sock became more drenched with every motion.

Quinn’s unconscious moans grew more frequent. Soon her body, legs bent impossibly inwards, started to grind back against her feet. Taking this as a sign of approval, her left foot once again opened its mouth. It began by joining her right foot and giving small licks to Quinn’s swelling clit. It smiled upon tasting its owner for the first time.

“Oh fuck…”

Not being able to resist any longer, her left foot dove into a passionate make out session with her snatch. The sounds of wet smacking and sucking interlaced with fervent moans from both parties as her foot stuck its tongue deep inside Quinn. The wet muscle trailed over every ridge and groove along the walls of her vagina until it found a tiny lump near the top. Her foot smiled and flicked its tongue back and forth, lapping at the same place. Quinn got even louder as her left foot relentlessly attacked her g-spot. All the while, her right foot continued to pinch and rub her clit, now red and considerably larger.

The mounting stimulation eventually got the better of Quinn. A wave of pleasure wracked her body, and her silhouette began convulsing in the sheets. Her left foot pressed its lips against her pussy, trying to catch all her juices, but some still dripped down its sole.

After a few seconds, the room was once again filled with just the sounds of Quinn’s breathing, now more ragged than before.

“There.” Her glistening left foot managed to say between labored breaths of its own. “That should do for now. And just for good measure…”

Her foot returned to Quinn’s face. It carefully pinched the socks draped across her face and returned them to the hamper. Using its toes, it quietly pried open Quinn’s lips. The earlier action had left beads of sweat forming on her feet, moisture which its foot pushed into Quinn’s mouth. It rubbed its moist sole and toes against her taste buds and kicked her tongue around with its toes. After a making sure the flavor made an impact, her foot finally returned to the base of the bed.

It gave a quick peck on the sole to Quinn’s right foot and slipped itself into the discard sock from before. After dragging the sheets off the floor and carefully covering Quinn so as to not arouse any suspicion in the morning, her socked feet cuddled up against each other and waited for Quinn to awake.