Your first foot job.

Ellen lifts her legs off of your lap, and sets her feet on the floor, rising up off the bed, and standing. You can’t unbuckle you pants fast enough. The girl you’ve fantasized about and lusted for since your junior year of high school just offered to give you a foot job with her nylon covered feet. This coming just after she’d confessed to you her bi-sexuality. Its too much. Your cock is ready to explode. As you undo the buckle, and pull down your zipper, Ellen runs the tip of her pink tongue over her lips, her eyes filled with desire.

“Show me your cock,” she whispers.

You hook your thumbs in your jeans and underwear, and push them down to your knees, before kicking them off completely. You rigid cock is smeared with glistening precum, and the veins throb and pulse. The angry, purple head of you cock slaps against your stomach, just above your naval. Ellen gasps her approval. “Its so big and hard," she says.

“For you. I want you so bad. You’re all I think about.” You answer as you take your cock in your hand and squeeze gently.

“Do you..jack off thinking about me?” you nod, and slowly pump your hand up and down your shaft.

“Would you like to see what I’m wearing under my dress?” Ellen teases, as she reaches behind her back and pulls down the zipper of the dress. Quickly, she brings her hands up to her shoulders and pulls off the dress. It falls to the floor at her feet, and reveals Ellen, standing in a silky black thong and matching bra, along with a garter belt and the tan, thigh high stockings.

“Stroke your cock. I want to watch you.” You begin to masturbate more vigorously, but not too much, wanting to save yourself for whatever Ellen has in mind. Your eyes lock on hers, and your arousal increases as you watch Ellen watch you pleasure yourself.

“I’ll take these off” Ellen says breathily as she pushes the skimpy black thong off of her hips and down to her ankles, and steps out of it. Her bush is fair and blonde, and her labia pink and wet. A small pink nub protrudes from the wispy, blond curls of pubic hair. Reaching up between her pert round breasts, Ellen unhooks her bra, and drops it to the floor. Her nipples are pink, hard and erect, and the areola pink and the size of fifty cent pieces. Resuming her earlier position beside you on her bed, she moves her feet over your hands, brushing them over your cock.

You’re lost in the moment, and savor the feel of the sheer silky nylon rubbing against your straining sex. You drop your hands to the sides of your body, and shudder slightly as Ellen’s feet tease. Slowly she traces one foot down your cock, and it twitches and throbs against it, smearing the nylon with precum.

“Have you ever had a girl do this with you?’ Ellen asks. You shake your head, and Ellen lifts her other foot and caresses the opposite side of your cock pushing the soles of her feet together, her arches snugly fitting around your cock. Slowly, her feet pump over, up and down. You groan loudly. It feels amazing. You move a hand to her leg, stroking her thigh. You begin to thrust, fucking her feet, as Ellen slides them skillfully over you.

The feeling was silky smooth, tight, amazing. Her feet are supple, and agile. Her hand slips between her legs, and you watch with pleasure as Ellen slides two fingers into her wet pussy, matching the stroking motion of her legs and feet. Occasionally your cock slips from between Ellen’s feet, and the both of you gasp in frustration, before quickly repositioning yourself. Her manipulation quickly returns you to the brink of orgasm, and after a few minutes of skillfully stroking, you feel yourself nearing climax.

“I’m going to come soon,“ you gasp, and looking back at Ellen see that her eyes are closed, and her face locked in ecstasy and concentration, her feet rhythmically pump over your cock, and her fingers slap in and out of her cunt, now slick and wet with her juices. Then, suddenly you clench your teeth, and your cock erupts, ropes of thick white semen spray from the head, splashing over Ellen’s nylon covered feet and ankles. The white fluid smears over her nylon covered arches, and the rest of her stockings, as Ellen continues to pump her feet. She grunts low and animalisticly as she cries out that she’s coming. Her legs stiffen and slide off of your cock, as she cries out, and then goes limp.

You both lie spent and exhausted for several minutes, and then Ellen props herself up on her elbows and gazes at you with her deep blue eyes. As you watch she rubs her cum spattered feet together, smearing your jizz over them. “That was so hot.” Ellen moans, and then adds “We’re going to be doing a lot of this kind of thing for the next two days, so I hope you’re prepared.”

Leaning forward over her, and sliding a hand over her flat, smooth belly and up to her firm, round breast, you give it a gently squeeze, and as you’re about to reply, the doorknob rattles vigorously. “It can’t be Amy, she knows what the sock on the doorknob means.” Ellen says softly, adding that she’s glad she locked the door.

“Well, she’ll probably be surprised when she gets back, and the door is locked. Should we get dressed or keep going?” You whisper back as you tweak one of Ellen’s hard, pink nipples between your fingers.