Tales of Pure lust: Foot Fever (Part 1)It comes like the whi..

Tales of Pure lust: Foot Fever (Part 1)

It comes like the whirling of a frenzied firestorm and I can’t escape it.

I can see it growing in heat and passion through his energy, building into an inevitable desire and need that simply can’t be quenched, only fed until its flames subside…

His Foot Fever. 🔥

And within that burning in his eyes and the need in his movements towards the look, feel and supple, curvaceous details of my soles, I’ve come to understand their inescapable fate quickly approaching.

To say that I completely understand it would be a lie. 🤔

Even with my own desires for ropes and his orchestra of happy, desperate moans that have become my addiction, there is something very different about it. Something so unique to you guys and your foot fetish that makes it worthy of the term “Foot Fever.”

Years ago, when I experienced it happening for the first time, I expected it to be more primal due to the nature of it. More singular minded and out of control… But I quickly learned that it wasn’t that simple or basic to him, but more, much more intricate.

It was methodical, thought through and almost art-like. Not like a rushed race, but more like a carefully planned marathon, seemingly being brilliantly planed out as his methods unfolded. Of course, all of his “methods” were geared toward one place and one thing:

The soles of my feet and the level of pleasurable reactions he could get from them! 😳

It’s in my “soles on” experiences at the helpless mercy of his “Foot Fever” that I learned just how sexually connected my soles are to SO much of my body! My pussy, nipples, legs and even armpits drawing what seems like direct connections to the countless soft, addictive little wrinkles painted all over the soles of my feet!

As the first laps of his tongue ravish my soles, it simply feels so relaxing, but now I know full-well not to be fooled!

By the time he’s feather my nipples ruthlessly, gently tickled my underarms or slowly edged my clit through my thin, cotton panties, those same licks on my soft, creamy, wrinkled soles and slurps of my long, sexy toes with quickly become torturous!

A marathon of pleasurable edging using the soles of my helpless feet, that will have me desperate to cum but hoping it never stops! 🥵

To Be Continued…

Xoxo

-Gwen 🙊