Playing With My Feet

After a long and grueling day at work, I trudged through the front door, my feet aching in my high heels. I dropped my bag on the floor with a sigh, longing for some relief. That's when I spotted my boyfriend, lounging on the couch, engrossed in a video game.

"Hey, babe," I called out, my voice weary. "I had such a rough day. Would you mind giving me a foot rub?"

He glanced up from his game, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Sure, honey," he said, his voice dripping with playful suggestion. "But it's going to cost you."

I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Oh? And what would that be?"

He stood up, crossing the room to me. He took my hand, leading me to the couch. "Let's just say, I have a certain... fetish," he murmured, his breath warm against my ear. "And I think you're going to enjoy it."

I felt a shiver of anticipation run down my spine. I sat down on the couch, watching as he knelt before me. He took off my heels, his fingers gently massaging my sore feet. I let out a sigh of relief, my body relaxing under his touch.

"You know," he said, his voice low and teasing. "I've always had a thing for feet."

I raised an eyebrow, surprised. "Really?"

He nodded, his hands moving up to my calves, massaging them gently. "Yeah. There's just something about them... the way they look, the way they feel..."

I felt a flush of heat rise to my cheeks. "So, what do you want to do?" I asked.

He looked up at me, his eyes dark with desire. "I want to rub my dick on your feet," he said, his voice husky. "I want to feel your soft skin against me, feel you tease me with your toes..."

I felt a thrill of excitement. I'd never done anything like this before, but the thought of it was turning me on. "Okay," I breathed. "Let's do it."

He stood up, quickly undoing his pants. His cock sprang free, already hard and ready. He sat down next to me, his cock resting against my foot. I could feel it twitch against my skin, and I let out a soft moan.

He began to move his hips, rubbing his cock against my foot. I could feel the heat of him, the hardness, and I found myself getting more and more turned on. I began to move my foot, teasing him, running my toes along his length.

He let out a groan, his hands gripping my foot tightly. "Fuck, that feels good," he moaned. "Your feet are so soft... so perfect..."

I could feel my own desire building, my body aching for more. I reached down, my fingers finding his balls. I began to massage them gently, feeling them tighten under my touch.

He let out a loud moan, his hips moving faster. "Fuck, baby," he groaned. "I'm gonna cum... I'm gonna cum all over your feet..."

I felt a thrill of excitement. I wanted to feel him cum, wanted to feel his hot seed on my skin. I moved my foot faster, my toes teasing him, driving him wild.

He let out a loud groan, his body tensing. I could feel his cock twitching against my foot, and then he was cumming, hot spurts of cum covering my foot.

I let out a loud moan, my body shuddering with pleasure. I could feel my own orgasm building, my body aching for release. He reached down, his fingers finding my clit. He began to rub it, his fingers moving in fast circles.

I let out a loud moan, my body arching off the couch. He moved his fingers faster, his other hand still gripping my foot.

I let out a loud cry, my body shuddering with pleasure. I could feel my orgasm crashing over me, my body shaking with the force of it. He kept rubbing my clit, drawing out my pleasure, making me moan even louder.

Finally, I collapsed back onto the couch, my body spent. He let out a soft laugh, his hand still resting on my foot. "That was amazing," he murmured, his voice filled with satisfaction.

I let out a soft laugh, my body still buzzing with pleasure. "Yeah, it was," I agreed.

He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to my foot. "I love you," he said, his voice filled with emotion.

I felt a warmth spread through my chest. "I love you too," I said, my voice filled with love.

He stood up, pulling me to my feet. He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close. I could feel his heart beating against my chest, and I knew that this was where I belonged.