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My Footjobs In The Library free porn video
One of the most asked questions to my wife and she answers: Why your feet and why your shoes?
A question I receive all the time from foot fetish lovers.
The one thing I always enjoyed was watching a man ejaculate, the look on his face, his muscles tensing and then the release. I loved the anticipation, the feeling of him in my hands or between my toes… will he be a slow dribbler… with his cum just slowly oozing out of the head of his cock… or will he be a shooter… with cum firing out in long distance ribbons. In either case it’s intoxicating having the ability to control a man’s wants and needs.
Like some gals I started my sex career off slowly. It wasn’t really until college when I started to gain a little more experienced in the area, LOL!… In almost all of those initial experiences I found myself enjoying one thing, the sight of cum. Just the thought of seeing cum coming out of a man became very arousing to me.
I had a couple of male friends I like to fool around with early on. I made it no secret that I loved to watch them cum and obviously they didn’t mind providing me with the opportunity to pleasure them. Depending on whom I was with and what we were particularly doing, I would make it a point to allow for some “fun time”.
The use of my feet really only came about through necessity and no I didn’t have a physical hand issue, LOL! When a friend and I would study in the library we found ourselves looking for the quietest places in order to study (of course) and possibly have a little fun. The only thing was… it looked a little awkward with us basically sitting on top of each other and my arm aiming into his crotch. Plus, although it was fun, I couldn’t watch his face as the energy built within him. Not to mention people would either walk by or sit within the vicinity of us. This would cause me to have to start and stop. So I started thinking, could I do it?
So on the first occasion I was somewhat prepared in my mind but not in practice. I had no idea how it would turn out but I was going to try. We found a typical spot but instead of me sitting next to my friend I sat across from him. This obviously cause him to question the positioning, I told him I had a plan. As we were studying he would look up with that look of… come on over here… There were a couple of people sitting fairly close to us but not close enough where I wouldn’t attempt what I was thinking. I finally mustered up the courage and told him to pull out his cock. He said something to me which I can’t remember but it was something like, “what?” In preparation I didn’t wear my usual socks and sneakers, I wore a pair of black slide style sandals, easy on and easy off. I slipped off one of my sandals and gently rubbed his inner thigh with my toes. Instantly I could see a smile starting to show on his face and before he could get his cock out my feet were there waiting with anticipation.
The first thing I can remember was noticing the weight of his cock on my left foot. It wasn’t hard yet but, just the feeling of his warm heavy cock sitting on my foot, sent intense impulses straight up my leg. I took my right foot and put it on top kind of making a foot sandwiching and started to stroke it up and down his shaft. I found this to be uncomfortable because I would kind of bounce in my chair. I remember asking him to slide back in his chair just a little so I could rest the arch of my left foot on the edge of his chair. This caused the head of his penis to rest more on my toes than on my foot. I next put my right heel on top of my left ankle and lowered the ball of my foot on top of his head. Now I could kind of wave my right foot side to side causing his cock to slide and roll over my left toes. When performing this action no one could ever tell what I was doing, it just looked as if we were studying. I fumbled around a little this first time but I got the job done and he loved it! I did too. The weight of his cock on my foot, the feeling of him getting harder, the little bit of pre cum wetness and then the coating of hot cum all over my foot and between my toes. I slowly pulled away from him watching his smile, I even sat there with my left foot soaked with his cum, I can’t explain why but it just felt amazing to me.
We fooled around like this countless times and I honed my skills well. It didn’t matter who was around I could pull it off without anyone noticing. My friend could tell right away if he was going to get a foot job by the shoes I was wearing, Sneakers or boots he was going home an unhappy man, LOL! If I had my signature ballet flats, my moccasins or sandals on, he knew my feet would be for his taking. I did it bare foot and with my socks (I liked to wear socks with my moccasins), it didn’t matter he liked it either way. He noticed that I would sit there afterwards with his load on my foot. He asked why I didn’t wipe it up right away, I told him that I like the feeling. That’s when he jokingly (I think ;) said that he should shoot his load in my shoe so I could feel it as long as I wanted. At first I was a little taken back by the suggestion but being fairly open minded I said maybe.
I thought about him firing off in my shoe for a little while. He would ask from time to time if I wanted to “take him home”, I would just kind of ignore him. Plus I really like my shoes and any woman knows that cum is really difficult to remove when it dries. But my urges got the better of me one night and I complied with his request to take him home. It was another one of those sexual encounters where you remember almost everything… I didn’t meet up with him on this occasion knowing it was going to happen because I would have worn something different. I had a cute little mini skirt and a pair of my most favorite ballet flats on. But for some reason he really looked good to me, major turn on and I must have looked just right to him. We sat down, got our stuff situated on the library table. Unknowing to me he had already pulled out his erect cock out. He asked me to extend my legs to him, I did not thinking anything about the request, and he ever so gently slipped my flats off my feet. Knowing him well by this time I found his cock without issued and started to get to work. As normal his breathing got heavier and I could feel the difference between my feet. It really was turning me on this night. Just before he blew he asked if he could have my shoe and before my brain registered I said “please”. As I pulled my feet away he took my right ballet flat aimed in and unloaded. After he caught his breath I extended my feet. He placed the left one on first… dry… then the right… and holy shit… The flood of warm that went between my toes, over the ball of my foot and down my arch. It was a felling that to this day I never tier of. Those ballet flats got ravaged, by the end of the semester the insides had a semi sticky layer dried cum in them, the top of the toes and sides had little stains from cum shots that didn’t quite make it in. I wore them everywhere that semester… and I had the softest feet ;)
A question I receive all the time from foot fetish lovers.
The one thing I always enjoyed was watching a man ejaculate, the look on his face, his muscles tensing and then the release. I loved the anticipation, the feeling of him in my hands or between my toes… will he be a slow dribbler… with his cum just slowly oozing out of the head of his cock… or will he be a shooter… with cum firing out in long distance ribbons. In either case it’s intoxicating having the ability to control a man’s wants and needs.
Like some gals I started my sex career off slowly. It wasn’t really until college when I started to gain a little more experienced in the area, LOL!… In almost all of those initial experiences I found myself enjoying one thing, the sight of cum. Just the thought of seeing cum coming out of a man became very arousing to me.
I had a couple of male friends I like to fool around with early on. I made it no secret that I loved to watch them cum and obviously they didn’t mind providing me with the opportunity to pleasure them. Depending on whom I was with and what we were particularly doing, I would make it a point to allow for some “fun time”.
The use of my feet really only came about through necessity and no I didn’t have a physical hand issue, LOL! When a friend and I would study in the library we found ourselves looking for the quietest places in order to study (of course) and possibly have a little fun. The only thing was… it looked a little awkward with us basically sitting on top of each other and my arm aiming into his crotch. Plus, although it was fun, I couldn’t watch his face as the energy built within him. Not to mention people would either walk by or sit within the vicinity of us. This would cause me to have to start and stop. So I started thinking, could I do it?
So on the first occasion I was somewhat prepared in my mind but not in practice. I had no idea how it would turn out but I was going to try. We found a typical spot but instead of me sitting next to my friend I sat across from him. This obviously cause him to question the positioning, I told him I had a plan. As we were studying he would look up with that look of… come on over here… There were a couple of people sitting fairly close to us but not close enough where I wouldn’t attempt what I was thinking. I finally mustered up the courage and told him to pull out his cock. He said something to me which I can’t remember but it was something like, “what?” In preparation I didn’t wear my usual socks and sneakers, I wore a pair of black slide style sandals, easy on and easy off. I slipped off one of my sandals and gently rubbed his inner thigh with my toes. Instantly I could see a smile starting to show on his face and before he could get his cock out my feet were there waiting with anticipation.
The first thing I can remember was noticing the weight of his cock on my left foot. It wasn’t hard yet but, just the feeling of his warm heavy cock sitting on my foot, sent intense impulses straight up my leg. I took my right foot and put it on top kind of making a foot sandwiching and started to stroke it up and down his shaft. I found this to be uncomfortable because I would kind of bounce in my chair. I remember asking him to slide back in his chair just a little so I could rest the arch of my left foot on the edge of his chair. This caused the head of his penis to rest more on my toes than on my foot. I next put my right heel on top of my left ankle and lowered the ball of my foot on top of his head. Now I could kind of wave my right foot side to side causing his cock to slide and roll over my left toes. When performing this action no one could ever tell what I was doing, it just looked as if we were studying. I fumbled around a little this first time but I got the job done and he loved it! I did too. The weight of his cock on my foot, the feeling of him getting harder, the little bit of pre cum wetness and then the coating of hot cum all over my foot and between my toes. I slowly pulled away from him watching his smile, I even sat there with my left foot soaked with his cum, I can’t explain why but it just felt amazing to me.
We fooled around like this countless times and I honed my skills well. It didn’t matter who was around I could pull it off without anyone noticing. My friend could tell right away if he was going to get a foot job by the shoes I was wearing, Sneakers or boots he was going home an unhappy man, LOL! If I had my signature ballet flats, my moccasins or sandals on, he knew my feet would be for his taking. I did it bare foot and with my socks (I liked to wear socks with my moccasins), it didn’t matter he liked it either way. He noticed that I would sit there afterwards with his load on my foot. He asked why I didn’t wipe it up right away, I told him that I like the feeling. That’s when he jokingly (I think ;) said that he should shoot his load in my shoe so I could feel it as long as I wanted. At first I was a little taken back by the suggestion but being fairly open minded I said maybe.
I thought about him firing off in my shoe for a little while. He would ask from time to time if I wanted to “take him home”, I would just kind of ignore him. Plus I really like my shoes and any woman knows that cum is really difficult to remove when it dries. But my urges got the better of me one night and I complied with his request to take him home. It was another one of those sexual encounters where you remember almost everything… I didn’t meet up with him on this occasion knowing it was going to happen because I would have worn something different. I had a cute little mini skirt and a pair of my most favorite ballet flats on. But for some reason he really looked good to me, major turn on and I must have looked just right to him. We sat down, got our stuff situated on the library table. Unknowing to me he had already pulled out his erect cock out. He asked me to extend my legs to him, I did not thinking anything about the request, and he ever so gently slipped my flats off my feet. Knowing him well by this time I found his cock without issued and started to get to work. As normal his breathing got heavier and I could feel the difference between my feet. It really was turning me on this night. Just before he blew he asked if he could have my shoe and before my brain registered I said “please”. As I pulled my feet away he took my right ballet flat aimed in and unloaded. After he caught his breath I extended my feet. He placed the left one on first… dry… then the right… and holy shit… The flood of warm that went between my toes, over the ball of my foot and down my arch. It was a felling that to this day I never tier of. Those ballet flats got ravaged, by the end of the semester the insides had a semi sticky layer dried cum in them, the top of the toes and sides had little stains from cum shots that didn’t quite make it in. I wore them everywhere that semester… and I had the softest feet ;)
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