Heather's feet

[ayako]

Heather: 28 years old, married mother of 2. Long blonde hair, pale skin, very pretty face, athletic build, gorgeous legs, size 7 feet with silky soft skin and high arches. Nails painted pink.


It was Wednesday morning an heather was very horny. She was home all alone after having seen everyone off to work an school. Heather had always had a thing for her feet. She could have the greatest orgasm just from having her feet massaged and played with in exactly the right way. Even though she was just home by herself, she put on a pair of sheer tan stockings and her 6" open toe stilettos just because it made her feel sexy.

 

[garajd]

Alan Barrett, 53, lived next door to Heather and her family. Having sold his consulting for a nice chunk of money, even in a tight economy, he was able to retire early and do what he wanted to do, when he wanted to do it. Heather had openly flirted with him a few times, and now that the weather was nicerm she spent quite a bit of time on her deck next door. She dressed fairly conservatively, but always seemed to be paying extra attention to her feet . . well shaped and very attractive feet, Alan thought.

Seeing her hubby leave and the kids off to school, maybe today is the day to get better acquainted with Heather . . . and her feet. Maybe I'm way off, Alan thought, but, can't hurt to check it out.

 

[ayako]

Heather felt really sexy now. Having put on her stockings and heels even though she knew it was just for her. Over that she had on her silk slip that she had worn to bed the night before. Heather decided to put on her ankle length robe and go out to the back deck. It was a sunny day but still chilly out. She sat down in a chaise lounge and started reading a magazine. Glancing down at her feet in her tall stilettos, she couldn't help but notice how sexy they looked as the sun glistened off of her stockings.

 

[garajd]

Grabbing a cup of coffee in my home office, I look over and see Heather settle into a lounge chair on her back deck. Even tho she was wearing a robe, her heels and stockings stood out, getting a bit of a rise in my crotch just from the vision.

Refilling my coffee cup, I step out the back door onto my small deck and look over at you, making eye contact which brings a smile. Whether the smile is an invitation or not, I walk over to your deck and sit down in the deck chair opposite you, giving me a complete view of your heels and stockings until the disappear under your robe.

"Hubby and kids gone . . . just time for you right now, Heather?"

 

[ayako]

Yes, Heather replied. Feeling a bit silly about her appearance now in front of Alan. She had originally intended to just be alone. Heather had always had a secret attraction to Alan. At 53 he was old enough to be Heathers father, which always turned her on in a way that she could never admit to her husband. And now here he was sitting next to her.... Looking directly at her feet in her heels.

Heather stumbled to explain why she was wearing them.

 

[garajd]

Might as well be direct. "Gotta tell you, Heather, there is definitely something attractive . . . and damn sexy . . . about a woman in stockings and heels, regardless of what else she is wearing."

Had something else on the tip of my tongue, but better wait a bit before I say it . . . what I have said so far may have yo asking me to leave. It may just be your way of feeling good about yourself after getting up and making sure hubby and kids are out of the house for the day, and you need to feel good about who you are . . . and has nothing at all to do with looking sexy.

 

[ayako]

Heather felt relieved. That's it she said, I do feel sexy. Sometimes a girl has to do things just for herself. But you have to admit, I do look good dont I? Heather said with a smile and blushing. Noticing that Alan ha not taken his eyes of of her feet.

So what were you going to say Alan?

 

[garajd]

Taking a deep breath, "Just thinking that after being on your feet all morning, getting hubby and kids out of the house, a nice foot massage might be just what you need right now."

Never been married, but have had several relationships, and I do remember a couple of my partners who really got 'wet' from a foot massage . . . time to find out of Heather is one of those, or just enjoys the feel of stockings and heels. Not looking for a foot in the balls, but might as well see where this is going to lead.

 

[ayako]

Actually Alan, that's exactly what I need! I have been thinking all morning that I would love to have a nice relaxing foot massage. I'm guessing by the smirk on your face that your offering? Before you could answer heather gets up and grabs your hand and leads you into the house, the front of her robe slips open just enough for you to see that she is wearing thigh high stockings and not pantyhose.

You notice the neighbor on the other side has been watching the whole time and sees the two of you go in together.

Heather grabs a cup of coffee and leads you into the living room. She sits down on the sofa and puts her feet, still in her high heels, up on the ottoman.

"Your move Alan" she says

 

[garajd]

Laughing at your remark that it is my move, "I knew that, Heather."

Sitting down on the ottoman and taking ond shoe-encased foot in my hand, I run the palms of my hands over the leather, barely touching your stocking-covered foot. Leaving that foot to rest on one thigh, I pick up the other foot and treat it equally.

Not that both feet, still in your heels are resting on my thighs, I reach up and undo the bottom two buttons on your robe, let it fall to each side, exposing your calves and almost to the tops of your stockings. Looking up at your for a reaction to my first move.

 

[ayako]

Heather blushes. Is that better? She asks, as she presses her foot into your hand..... Um I thought you were going to massage my feet?

 

[garajd]

"Trust me, Heather, I am going to massage your feet; I have found, tho, that massaging the calf muscles also has a profound effect on your feet."

There may have been a bit of a blush, but no attempt to pull away from me or to re-button your robe. Taking your left foot in my hand, I slowly slide the shoe off . . . squeezing your heel as the bck of your shoe is removed. Leaving it dangling on your toes, I use my fingers to press against the ball of your foot' not sure where all those nerves from the foot run to, but they seem to spark a positive response from you . . . a bit of a moan?

 

[ayako]

A moan certainly and a repositioning in the seat as she feels your hands caress her sensitive little dancers feet. Don't my stockings feel good? Heather asks as you run your hand along her sole.

Imperceptibly to you, heather feels a sudden rush of warmth and moisture in her pussy. She is very aroused, but does her best to maintain the idea that it's just a foot massage.

 

[garajd]

"Yes, Heather, they have a wonderful feeling to them." Seeing you find a more comfortable position on the couch tells me that my initial caresses and pressure on certain points of your feet are having a affect . . . a very desirable affect.

Leaing one foot on my thigh with the shoe still dangling on the toes, I move to the other foot and repeat my caresses and pressure touches, achieving the same result, a it of a moan and seemlingly more relaxed posture on your part, apparently not noticing that your robe has slid up a bit, revealing even more of your thighs, just above the top of you stockings.

 

[ayako]

As you touch heathers other foot, she feels the flood again, rushing to her pussy like a tidal wave. Heather struggles not to give off any sign of this, but finds it increasingly difficult as you apply pressure to her feet.

She can feel that she is now completely wet. She worries that she might leak through her slip and onto her thighs a bit. Heather moans softly but gives a facial expression of enjoyment, not sexual arousal.

Heather says: " I can tell you have done this before. You are very strong yet tender in the way you massage my feet." I wonder who's feet you practiced on?

 

[garajd]

Not wanting to give anything away, but damn, I do believe I detect a slight scent of sexual arousal. I plan on staying totally focused on a foot massage, but Heather is obviously one of those women whose pussy is connected to the nerves in the balls of her feet.

Finishing my initial "attack" on both feet, I remove both shoes and lay thiem on the floor. Sliding back onto the ottoman, I bring both feet together in front of my, resting them in my lap and start caressing the toes on both feet, starting with the big toes and working outward; using my thumbs to prss the toes back toward you, stretching the musles in your feet and ub the back of your calves.

 

[ayako]

Heather is now reacting to your every touch, she can barely sit still as you work your hands over her little toes. She is sure now that you can smell her arousal. And with that, she slips out of her robe and drops it to the floor revealing her silk slip. Please keep going, just like that. Massage my married little feet!

You like them don't you? She whispers as you continue to hit each and every nerve.
Tell me that I have pretty feet!

 

[garajd]

"Your feet are gorgeous, Heather . . . and they feel so good in my hands." Barely noticing as you drop your robe; there will plenty of time for that later. Right now, I am just going to focus on what obviously brings you the most pleasure.

Lifting a stocking-covered foot to my face, I slide it across my lips. Holding your foot in one hand, I slid my other hand up to caress the back of your calf. Just that movement of my hand up your calf, releases more arousal scent. The way I am sitting on your ottoman hides my growing erection very well, but my slacks are starting to feel quite tight.

 

[ayako]

Oh I knew you were a foot man Heather whispers as you drag her stocking clad toes across your face. Do you like the way they feel on you lips? I take very good care of my feet as you can tell. My husband does a decent job at pleasing them, but not nearly as good as you.

Heather is a smart girl and she knows the effect she is having on you, she gently slides her other foot across your lap and "accidentally" brushes up against your now growing bulge.

You are very good at this, she says again. So, have you always ha a thing for young ladies feet?

 

[garajd]

"Especially dancers' feet; but, this is probably the most beautiful pair I have ever enjoyed caressing." As your other foot brushes over my hard cock, I look up at you with a smile, "Be careful, Heather; I want this to be entirely for your pleasure. Mine will come at another time."

Returning your feet to my lap, I take one foot in my two hands and beging massaging it, starting with your toes and slowly making my way to your ankle . . .

 

[ayako]

My feet are dancers feet, heather purrs to you. And they are very pretty. You know, I think that every nerve in my feet are connected directly to my pussy. I'm not shy about saying this, but Alan, you are making me really wet. It's almost uncomfortable how badly I'm throbbing. I need relief.

 

[garajd]

Smiling up at you, "I think I can make you cum just by caressing your feet. If I need to do more, you are going to have to tell me. If you have to touch yoyrself while I caress your feet, that's up to you.

While talking and listening to your soft moans, I continue my caressing and massaging of your feet, occasionally rubbing hands up the back of your thighs. but no going above your knees. Looking right into your eyes, "Cum for me Heather."

 

[ayako]

Heather closes her eyes and starts moaning more intently now. "I have to touch it!" She cacreams out. Heather gently spreads her legs and starts softly rubbing herself as you massage her feet. Oh! The stockings feel so good on my feet she squeaks as you press harder and harder.

Her hand speeds up rubbing and rubbing... Heather is so so close!

 

[garajd]

Watching your fingers as you go for your pussy; not trying to match your tempo, but keeping up a steady pressure as I massage your feet. There seems to be a particular spot righ tin the middle of the ball of your foot that brings out a gasp everytime I touch in on either foot.

Shrinking the circles I am drawing on the bottom of your feet, I finally apply pressure on the spot that makes you moan louder. "C'mon on, Heather . . . you can do it." Lifting you feet with my hands, spreading your legs wide, I press on 'that spot' with both thumbs, waiting for your orgasm to burst forth.

 

[ayako]

Heather starts moaning frantically, yes! Right there! You've got it! As she furiously runs her clit. Excited by your encouragement and the fact that you are now holding her legs wide open she starts shivering and let's out one long moan as you press the balls of her stocking feet. Oh my god! She screams out , her pussy completely open an exposed. You see her juices trickle out of her and on to her stocking tops. Heather is breathing heavy now. Absolutely satisfied.

Oh my god heather purrs, that was amazing! You really know how to satasfy a ladies feet don't you!