1. Birthday Session


    Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: Fetish, Author: toelover1974, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    ratty old shoes she wore all combined together and amplified in the nylons. I groaned audibly and instinctively backed away from them toward the head of the bed. She responded by firmly using her foot in my face to push me against the wall, smothering me for a second. “Do you want to breathe? Or do I have to close up your nose and suffocate you as punishment?” she asked. I have never been smothered by her before, and I was panicking a bit. If she was this serious, what kind of things was she going to do to me the rest of the evening? I frantically shook my head no, and she released my nose. I breathed in and got a huge whiff of the unbelievable odor from her pantyhose. I groaned in agony and begged her to stop, my voice muffled by her feet pushed up against my face. I couldn’t see anything because her feet were blocking my vision of everything else. I was consumed by her mind blowing, disgusting, sweaty pantyhose feet. I then felt her shift around a bit and lightly stroke my left nipple with her fingernails. It was like electric shockwaves down to my dick, and I felt precum already, after just a few short minutes. Meanwhile, my nose was full of her scent, and it was practically making me dizzy from how overpowering it was. She then slowly dragged her right foot down my face a bit, and stuck her toes under my nose. Her toes, as I’ve said before, are the smelliest part of her feet, and she takes great pleasure in torturing me with them. To say they smelled horrible is an ...
    understatement. Words cannot describe adequately the level of stink the toes of those nylons had built up after 10 days of muggy fall active wear in the smelliest shoes she owns. My begging for mercy renewed, but my voice was again muffled by her feet. The whole time she had been alternating which nipple she was lightly tweaking and tickling, and my cock was practically begging for stimulation. “Stop? We’ve just started you silly boy. Now tell me, what are you?” she asked. I had no idea what she meant, so I struggled to find an answer. She firmly kicked me in the face. “Answer me. What are you?” I meekly responded “Your footstool, mistress.” “Good boy,” she replied. She then stopped stimulating my nipples and ran a single finger up the shaft of my dick and traced it around the sensitive skin just under the head. I felt goosebumps form all over my body, from my neck down to my legs. “Oh, your dick likes that doesn’t it? Do you want to feel my mouth on it?” she taunted. Her cock teasing, combined with her fucking amazing foot fetish porn star voice and the mind-altering stench flowing from her wide spread toes into my nose were altering my perception of the universe. “I think you need to smell these a little longer, but I will keep your cock happy while you serve me,” she said. She switched feet and repositioned her right foot so it was all I could see, and put the toes of her left foot under my nose and began spreading and wiggling them to waft the scent in my nose. The fresh stink ...
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