by Lily Angelo
“I love these fucking feet! I love these fucking feet! He chanted, spattering onto my toes, and collapsing back into his chair. “That was perfect.”
I didn’t know what to say so I just kept my feet in his lap and tickled them against his now softening penis. He rolled closer toward me and pulled out a few towelletes to gently clean us of his ejaculatory juices. He stood to zip his pants and bent over to slide my flip-flops back on my feet. He was so careful and so precise, savoring each moment he had contact with my feet. I was so enthralled with my encounter, that I’d completely forgotten about Doug and Simone getting it on next door. Doug’s whimpers reclaimed my attention and I gazed at the faux mirror. Simone now had Doug on all-fours, running her tongue up and down his anus and jerking him at the same time. That girl was a force to be reckoned with. Demarkus kissed my cheek and put his hands around my waist.
“So what are you doing tomorrow, Lovely?”
“Uuuuuhm, probably just painting as usual.”
“Come have dinner with me and Simone. I want to see the two of you together.”
“Okay. What’s the address and what time?”
“Just meet us back here at the same time tomorrow and you can ride with us. I’ll make sure you get home at the end of the night, or you’re welcomed to spend the night. We have plenty of room.”
“This is all so new to me. I don’t think I’m ready to spend the night yet.”
“No problem, all things in time,” He said reassuringly, planting another kiss on my neck.
He gathered the stacks of money from the desk and placed them in my purse that was sitting by the door. He walked me to my car and watched me drive away before going back into his office. The evening’s events played repeatedly in my head as I drove home. I stopped at a red light and looked at the heaps of cash crammed into my purse. It was all so surreal. I asked myself, “Did I really just get paid 50-grand to let a sexy doctor make love to my feet while his girlfriend and business partner fucked in the next room?” When I got home, I plopped down on the couch and fell asleep still thinking about my Dr. Medici experience.
The next evening I pulled in the parking lot of Medici and Harper Cosmetic Surgery at 6:05 p.m. and pulled in beside Demarkus, who was sitting in his black 745 convertible with his shades on and his head reclined against the head rest.
“Hop in, Gorgeous,” he said happily as I removed my keys from the ignition and tossed them in my purse.
“So it’s just the tow of us? Where is Si...?” I didn’t even get to finish my sentence as I approached the passenger side of the car and saw Simone, hunched over, butt naked, giving Demarkus a blow job. “Oh, there she is,” answering my own question again. I opened the back door and got in.
“I’m sorry, Sweetness. I would have opened the door for you, but as you can see, I was into something.”
He crank the car and hit the highway, meanwhile, Simone never came up for air. One thing is for sure.... you had to admire her work ethic and dedication to sex. I watched Simone bob up and down as we raced down the highway. Demarkus had one hand on the wheel and the other on the back of Simone’s head guiding her rotations. I was so distracted by Simone’s show, I hadn’t really paid any attention to our route or anything. It wasn’t until we were at the gate in front of their home that I took my eyes off of her and looked at my surroundings. We drove slowly through the winding driveway to a glass house. It was one of those modern masterpieces I fantasized about while reading Architectural Digest. Demarkus let his seat back and Simone worked even harder at digesting his cock.
“Lily, raise your leg so I can rub your foot,” Demarkus ordered.
I obliged and put my foot close to his hand. He wrapped his hand around it and stroked it up and down the same way Simone was stroking his cock with her lips.
“Oh yeah, that’s it.”
Simone finally raised up, then jumped on top of Demarkus and rode him hard and fast making the whole car jump along with her.
“I want to feel your toes in my mouth,” Demarkus softly requested.
So I positioned myself the best I could to get them there. He sucked on them like a starving child. Sounds of a squeaking car, groans, and panting surrounded me. They both exploded within the next few minutes.
“Didn’t mean to be so inhospitable, Gorgeous. Welcome to our house,” Demarkus said still trying to catch his breathe.
“Yes, please make yourself at home. I’m going in to take a shower and I’ll be back down in a few minutes for dinner and dessert,” Simone winked at me and got out of the car. She strutted up the steps wearing nothing but a pair of purple high heels.
“She came to the office like that?” I asked in admiration and shock.
“Yeah, Simone does whatever she wants, whenever she wants. She had our driver drop her off after we closed.”
“I see.”
Demarkus fixed his clothing and hustled around the car to open my door.
“Nice digs, Boss,” I said as we walked into the foyer.
“Thanks, Beautiful. I might let you have it if you promise to keep bringing those little piggies around.”
“I think we can work that out.”
“Feel free to watch some television or listen to some music. Luke should be bringing dinner out shortly. I need to clean up a bit before we eat.”
“Luke?”
“Yes, Luke is our cook.”
Demarkus escorted me to the living room and handed me a super-remote, pecked me on the cheek, and jogged upstairs.
The house was as magnificent on the inside, as it was on the outside – modern, fresh, and clean. I looked down at the remote, which appeared to be a small, touchscreen tablet. I tapped on the screen a few times, trying to get the television to come on, but quickly decided against learning a piece of new technology and sat it down on the coffee table. I unfastened my sandals and relaxed on the couch.
I must have dozed off for a few minutes. I woke up to the sound of high heels walking across the marble floors. I raised my head and took a peek over the couch. Simone was at the dining table looking over the spread. She was wearing the same outfit I’d seen her in earlier; still butt-naked, but with a pair of neon-green pumps. I guess if I had a body like hers I’d walk around naked all the time too. I put my head back down and waited for Demarkus to come back. I thought to myself, “It’s Demarkus that has the foot fetish. Simone just likes to get it on in general.”
I was laying there playing possum, when I felt someone rubbing my thighs. I opened my eyes to find Simone looking at my legs and feet.
“I see why Demarkus likes you. You have a pretty face and pretty feet.”
“Thank you, Simone.”
“I was wondering if it would be okay if I touched you a little more tonight. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do, but I would like to see more of your body. I certainly don’t expect you to have sex with me or Demarkus. I know that wasn’t part of the deal. I’m just asking to feel you a little more.”
“What do you mean by feel?”
“Like this....”
She ran her hand up and down my thigh, squeezing it.
“Yes, that’s okay,” trying to sound nonchalant, but I was surprised at how turned on I was.
She proceeded to rub my legs and started tweaking her own nipples. She rolled me on to my back and lightly pressed herself against me. The heat from her warm nude body penetrated through my paper-thin sundress. She delicately kissed my lips and grinded against my body. I remained motionless and let her continue to kiss me. Her lips were full and soft. her mouth tasted of strawberries she must have sampled from the dining table. She made a trail of kisses down my neck as she massaged my breasts bringing my nipples to hard peaks. My breasts remained covered by my dress, but the moisture from her mouth soaked the fabric as she sucked on my nipples through the dress. I watched, quivering on the inside, as she took one nipple in her mouth and gave gentle pinches to the other. I felt my clit becoming warm and swollen. She took my hand,
pressed it against her breast as she persistently tongue mine. I wiggled my thumb over protruding nipples and twisted them between my fingers. Simone gathered the bottom of my dress and I lifted my hips so she could bring it over my head. We laid there face-to-face kissing and rubbing each other’s bodies in a tornado of lust and heat, then she elevated herself, positioning her breasts at my mouth. I flicked my tongue at them like a lizard and sucked them into my mouth. She moaned and buried my face further into her bosom. I felt a familiar suction on my toes and I knew it was Demarkus. He unbuttoned his shirt and removed every layer of clothing until he was completely exposed. I continued to give Simone’s breast a tongue lashing while Demarkus sampled our toes and stoked his cock. Simone tilted me onto my back and returned the favor of giving me a breast bath. She licked down my stomach and pressed her face against my throbbing clit, nibbling and biting into my pink panties. The crotch of my panties was completely saturated and made it all the more easy for her to rip them from me like a ravenous whore. I grabbed her head and threw my pelvis into her soft, warm tongue, listening to my insides smack around her index and middle finger. Demarkus mounted Simone from behind as she dove into my dessert and shook her head until my body convulsed at passion’s peak. Simone crawled up my body until her breast dipped into my mouth. I sucked them hard and pushed her body harder against Demarkus’s cock. He pounded her from the back like a mad man until she exploded into multiple orgasms. Demarkus threw her beside me and shoved his cock in her mouth. I lifted my foot to his mouth and squeezed Simone’s nipple. He thrusted hard into Simone’s mouth, until her mouth spilled over with his juices.
A month later I moved into the glass house with Demarkus and Simone. Sandy came back the following summer, just as she’d promised. We remained a happy four-some for many years. We even slept together most nights in a custom bed Demarkus had built for us a few weeks after Sandy returned. They still paid me $150,000/yr while I was there, Simone always had someone to fuck, and Demarkus always had a set of toes to put in his mouth. Sandy and Simone both got pregnant the year I decided to move out and get involved in a monogamous relationship. Demarkus was actually ecstatic about having children. He explained to me that life may never be picture-perfect, but he’d learned to find the happiness and love in the unconventional family he did have. I still stop by from time-to-time to catch up and see their sprouting children. And they never let me leave without giving Demarkus a little toe time and a nice family fuck for old-time’s sake.
Sexting My Married Guy
Him:What r u doing?
Me:The same thing I do every night Sweetie...... Trying to take ovr the world :)
Him:Sounds interesting. How r u going to do it this time?
Me:I can’t reveal my plan for world domination. U might try 2 stop me or use it for yourself.
Him:I don’t want world domination. I just want u.
Me:How do u want me?
Him:Every way possible, but I want u on your knees first J
Me:I told u I wasn’t going to see u anymore until ur divorced. Shudn’t ur wife be the one u want on her knees?
Him: Stop it, u know it’s not the same thing we have. you know you miss me. Don’t u miss the way I hold you, kiss you, and feel inside u?
Me:Maybe
Him: You should fly down tonight then. I’ll have a ticket waiting for you at the airport. I miss you.
Me:What else r u willing to offer me? U have 2 pay for the guilt trip I carry around from fooling around with a married man.
Him:I’ll make the tickets for the Cayman Islands then. I know u like the beach. We can spend a week together, I’ll rub your back, suck your toes, draw your bath, do all the things I know you like :). We’ll stop in Miami and do a little shopping too.
Me:We haven’t seen each other in months. Why all the enthusiasm 2 c me now?
Him: You stopped talking to me. I never wanted to stop seeing you. I miss you, all of you, all the time.
Me:The Caymans huh?........ I do need to get away.
Him:Stop talking about it and pack your bags!
Me:I guess.....
Him:I’ll make the arrangements tonight. I’ll email u everything in the morning.
Me:K
Him:We’re not finished
Me:Clearly...... no matter how hard I try to be
Him:What r u wearing?
Me:My black lace night gown
Him:Sexy, take it off and lay on your back
Me:it’s off
Him:touch your nipples
Me:ok
Him:are they hard?
Me:yes
Him:Imagine me rolling my tongue across them, me softly kissing your neck, kissing your stomach, your thighs.... massaging your clit with my tongue.... your hands on the back of my head.... can’t wait to feel your legs shaking again
Me:me either
Him: I want u to cum for me.... lick your fingers and slide them over your clit. rub that pussy for Daddi
Me::).... I am
Him: Good girl...... keep touching yourself until you cum... think about me eating you on the beach at sunset in a few hours. Take your time slowly.....slowly. U know how I do
Me:Fuck! I just came Daddi :)
Him:Good. be looking for my email in the morning. miss u luv
Me:I will, miss u 2
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