1. Mile High Sluts - Part 2 of 2


    Date: 11/24/2014, Categories: Hardcore, Author: ChrissieLecker, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    reader with a hint of annoyance playing in the corner of her mouth. “I’ve been travelling for fourteen hours already. I’m tired and sweaty, and my feet are sore. Do you think I need anything but my quiet for a while?” I took a step back at her sharp hiss, started to look at the floor and turn around in a chastised retreat, but a wicked idea jumped up in my mind. “Perhaps I could offer you a foot massage, Ma’am?” I asked softly. For the first time, the hint of a smile flickered over her lips. “Why, it seems you aren’t totally useless.” I put the glass away on the small tray next to the dividing walls. One of the ‘real’ flight attendants would no doubt take care of it. Then I got to my knees in front of her and gently lifted one foot. It was no wonder her feet hurt. She was wearing four inch heels. I opened the leather buckle and gently slipped the shoe off. She had small feet, a 5 or small six, with black painted nails, and while they were fleshy, they were also well-manicured and the skin was soft to the touch. I had never done this before, but I thought about what I would like. Sitting down on my bum and pulling up my legs so I could set her heel down on my knees, I gently ran my thumbs up the sole of her foot. She didn’t complain, so I kept with that, trailing lines of soft pressure from her heel to the balls. I dared a quick glance at her face. She was leaning back, a hint of a smile on her face and her lips open in a soft pout, and I jubilated. After a while, I gently ...
    set her foot down and switched to the other one. Her breathing was even and relaxed. I had just massaged her balls in tiny circles when she shifted forward in her seat and lifted her foot, extending her leg. Suddenly, the balls of her foot where resting on my chin. The sweet, slightly sour scent of sweat filled my nostrils, and then her toes touched my lips. I looked up, startled, wide-eyed. A challenging look gleamed in her eyes. I sat there, frozen, and felt my heart start to pound against my ribcage. She wanted me to… One eyebrow moved upwards, and the corners of her eyes narrowed impatiently. A gasp escaped my throat, and she seized the moment that my lips parted slightly and crooked her toes. From there, I acted without conscious thought. My mouth opened further and my head leaned forward. My lips captured her toes, and my tongue started to caress them. I heard her pleased sigh, and a fuzzy warmth spread between my legs while a sweet taste covered my tongue. I licked and kissed for what felt like ages, covered every little patch of skin on her foot with tongue, from heel to balls to in between her toes, and her sighs slowly turned into soft moans. When I switched to the other foot, she pushed up her dress, and I could, for a moment, see a pretty, fleshy pussy, clean-shaven and adorned by the same cute star tattoo she wore in her face. All too soon, her hand hid her treasure and her fingers started to rub between her folds. My jaw ached, but she took her time. I knew I ...
«12...111213...1920»