Spark my Moment by Jeremy Edwards

Author:Jeremy Edwards
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: erotic, sex, erotica, domination, submission, red hot, excite, xcite, bdsm, bondage, dominatrix, mistress, control, girl, threesome, female, lesbian, x rated, spank, adult, romp, steamy, playful
ISBN: 9781907726682
Publisher: Andrews UK Limited
Published: 2010-06-01T00:00:00+00:00

From Tip to Toe

Holly and I had been together for two months, and I adored her from tip to toe.

The only thing was, I hadn’t yet seen her toes. I had repeatedly seen her nipples, her pussy, even her sweet little asshole, up close…but not her feet.

Feet were special to Holly.

So although I’d watched her suck my cock ...and I’d watched her take a piss ...and I’d watched her screw her favourite vibrator, with legs spread wide ...I hadn’t ever watched her take her socks off.

The first time we went to bed, I’d made the mistake of starting to pull down her cute, dainty crew socks, after every inch above foot level had already been bared for me.

‘No,’ she said brusquely, almost sternly. It was the only time she ever spoke to me in that tone. I shrugged it off, we fucked deliciously, and I never again presumed to undress her below the ankle.

I did wonder about it, though, and I had to ask.

I waited until a couple of months into the relationship, when I sensed that our level of intimacy and our level of stability could accommodate what was obviously a touchy subject – for reasons I didn’t understand.

‘You never take your socks off,’ I said, as casually as I could. In the car.

‘Not true. I take them off when I shower, and I change them at least once a day.’

‘Fair enough. But what I mean is, you never take them off for me.’

‘No, not yet.’

‘But you will?’

‘Please, Dan, don’t rush me.’ She said it sweetly, patting my hand on the steering wheel.

I wasn’t hurt; but I was as puzzled as ever. Don’t rush me? At this point we’d fucked in every position that didn’t violate a law of physics. We’d done it outdoors and in several semi-public places. Her legs had been over my shoulders so often that I was starting to develop permanent indentations there, and my cock knew the way to her g-spot by heart. But she didn’t want to be “rushed” into going barefoot before me?

In the past, I’d never given much thought to feet. I suppose, if I’d been asked before I met Holly, I’d have admitted that women had cute toes. But feet had not been a particular turn-on.

Now, however, I was becoming foot-fixated. By giving her feet a unique sexual sacredness, Holly was eroticizing them for me as well. It wasn’t just the attraction of the forbidden. It was the germ of a genuine appreciation for whatever it was about feet that had made Holly assign to them the supreme status in her hierarchy of intimacy.

We were spending almost every night together. But on the occasional evenings where our schedules didn’t match up, I would find myself masturbating to visions of Holly barefoot. I imagined cradling her instep; kissing her sole; titillating the secret valleys in between her toes. I would groan my solitary orgasms into the sheets while tasting, in my imagination, the delicate flavour of her feet, fresh and pink from the shower.

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