They don't make it easy

As soon as her left foot made contact, it began gliding its toes up and down the length of her erection. Another titillating shock coursed through her body. Sophie was speechless; she couldn’t believe what she was seeing! Not only had she seemingly lost control of her own limbs, but they also seemed to be fixated on her dick of all things!

Sophie focused and tried once more to pry her rogue feet away from her groin, but to no avail. The most she could muster was a single twitch in her right foot; to which, it promptly retaliated. Sophie felt her toes gently squeezing the head of her dick. Any concentration she maintained instantly evaporated. The tiny contours of her toes felt absolutely heavenly, and her foot seemed to know just the right amount of pressure to apply.

It was unbelievable how good it felt. Even though she never took particularly great care of her feet, they were the epitome of softness. Her toes were like five tiny pillows caressing her most sensitive region. Despite her wide-eyed appearance, it wasn’t long before her toes began glistening with precum.

Occasionally, her feet would sandwich her shaft between their soles, teasing her head with their toes while simultaneously enveloping her in their warm wrinkles. She couldn’t believe how well her feet teased her, despite having never given a footjob before. In fact, her date earlier was her first experience receiving one—and her first attempt to reciprocate went south rather quickly. Even still, the feelings back then was nothing in comparison to the sensations currently being elicited by her toes. Less than five minutes had gone by, and already she felt herself nearing the edge. The surprise in her eyes quickly melted away to a lustful gaze.

Seeing her reaction only seemed to make her feet more eager. They shifted positions until her big and second toes on each foot firmly gripped her shaft. After a brief pause, her feet began sliding themselves up and down, her juices acting as lube as she was jerked off by her own toes.

“H-hey! W…wait~” Sophie pleaded weakly.

Her breathing soon became ragged as she continued being involuntarily masturbated. Her own feet had all of a sudden become the most skilled lover with whom she had the pleasure of laying. The way her pink soles and slender toes contorted in order to pleasure her; she couldn’t help but find them profoundly sexy.

Her feet were thorough, making sure to give attention towards every inch of her cock. The gentle friction of her toes as they slid over her glans sent fireworks alight in her mind. Up and down, up and down. Sophie soon closed her eyes. Any moment now she was about to burst. But just as her pleasure was cresting its pinnacle, the sensations suddenly stopped.

Sophie’s eyes shot open as she frenziedly looked down upon herself. There, she saw her glistening feet, completely still, hovering alluringly close to her erection. Her first instinct was to try and move them, to push them back onto herself and resume the mind melting pleasure from mere moments ago. Of course, this didn’t work. Her defiant legs refused to budge in the slightest. Her toes wiggled only slightly, as if mocking her struggles.

“M-more…” Sophie moaned in frustration.

Faint giggling echoed around the room, but her feet didn’t seem to acquiesce. Sophie was getting painfully stiff now. The feeling of making love to her toes was absolutely addicting, and she craved for it to continue.

In desperation, she tried bucking her hips, gesturing for her feet to go on. When they began moving, she brimmed with momentary elation. Instead of pleasing her however, her soles pressed against each other, her toes intertwining in a mockery of holding hands. In between her arches, a tantalizing gap was formed. Once her legs finished adjusting their position, this gap came to rest just above her cockhead.

Sophie couldn’t stand it any longer. She simply had to fuck her feet. Gripping her bedsheets, she slid herself downwards in order to shift her weight against the mattress. Using her upper back as leverage, she began vigorously thrusting her hips into the air. Her aim, of course, was the soft pocket between her soles. At first, she was far from the mark, barely managing to push herself off the bed. But a few attempts later, she finally made progress. She felt the tip of her erection to graze against her arches. Not a moment later, her feet returned the favor, plunging themselves onto her.

“Nnngh… oh fuck!”

The velvety contours of her soles coupled with the sudden thrust of pleasure proved too much to handle. As soon as her feet came down, Sophie exploded in a powerful orgasm.

Her screams filled the room as she pumped rope after rope of thick cum onto her feet. They, for their part, didn’t seem to mind in the least. Once her climax began, her feet repositioned themselves to catch a majority of the mess. Sophie, meanwhile, collapsed backwards onto her bed in a sweaty heap. Her cries of pleasure now replaced by labored breaths.

When she finally collected herself, she looked down again at her feet. Not surprisingly, they still seemed to be following their own agenda. Cum streaked her sweaty soles. Some of it dripping onto her sheets, but most of it remaining between her toes. She observed them spreading and scrunching, massaging her semen into her skin. Something about watching her own feet play with her cum triggered a deep feeling in her mind. Sophie couldn’t help but stare, completely mesmerized.

“Oh sorry Soph! Were you feeling left out?”

Sophie blinked.

“Huh…?”