A Girl Who Was Not Scared to Ask

This is not my story but was told to me by a good friend one night after too many glasses of wine. I think she just wanted to off-load or show off a little. Samantha and I are both at University in Australia. We hit it off as best buddies from the start, we both had the same sense of humour and taste in music. But most importantly we were both not shy about sex and living life. Samantha's mum was from Pakistan and dad from Australia, so she had envious flawless coffee coloured skin, long dark brown hair and killer brown eyes. However, in her words at 5'3" and with small breasts she was no glamour model. Because she was studying electrical engineering, Samantha was a girl in a man's world. She was surrounded by boys who always wanted to get to know her better. But Samantha has a different philosophy - she simply enjoyed having encounters that fed her thirst for experiencing new sexual sensations. She was very happy to simply masturbate to these memories afterwards without the complexity of a lasting relationship. So this is Samantha's story. I've been enjoying this course on electromagnetics this semester, yeah I know nerdy! but actually it isn't for the content it is for the lecturer, Dr Stewart. He has such a smooth deep voice, I can just sit and listen to him all day. He makes the lectures fun as well by asking us questions and actually saying well done when we get the answers right! The other day I was sitting down the front row when I noticed he seemed to be talking to me a lot more than the other 50 in the room. Watching him carefully I realised his line of sight was actually looking below the bench, and I thought is he looking at my legs? I had my usual shorts, thongs and top on. But the more I watched I realised he was watching my crossed legs and/or possibly my dangling feet under the bench. I confess the attention kind of turned me on and I felt a tingle start in my pussy. As the lecture went on I slipped off my thongs and stretched out my feet and Dr Stewart actually stumbled on his sentence! So I concluded he had a bad case of the foot fetish. Immediately images of Dr Stewart massaging my tired feet while whispering love poems in my ear swam into my head and I felt more wetness between my thighs. At the end of the lecture, I made my way to the lecture stand to thank Dr Stewart for the lecture. He seemed a little embarrassed and simply said it was his pleasure. Looking at his trousers I am sure I could see a bulge in his crotch area ha ha ha. I said I had some questions on his class if he had a few minutes and he said sure lets go back to my office. I was burning inside to find out if this man was interested in me. When we reached his office I took the customary visitor's chair one side of his desk, while he sat down in his leather office chair on the other side. I proceeded to ask a question on the class and he answered but then before I could ask another, he asked me if I enjoyed the course. I answered well I enjoyed his teaching and smiled. He actually blushed. I asked if he enjoyed teaching. He said he enjoyed teaching me and he blushed again. I was now bursting with curiosity and getting a little turned on again. So I just came out with it "do you like my feet" He looked a little startled and then after a short pause where he clearly was deciding how to deal with me, gingerly said yes, and apologised for staring at me in class. I said it was ok, I enjoyed the attention and he seemed to relax. I then asked him what about my feet he liked. He told me my toes, my high arches and smooth soles! It was weird hearing a man tell me he was basically turned on by my feet, but again his attention was causing an itch between my legs. I asked if he would like to see them now. With a small nod he agreed. So I lifted my feet on to his desk not knowing what to expect. He took them in his warm large hands and started to massage them. It felt so good and I told him so. I think I even moaned a little. After a few minutes, he stopped and said he couldn't go on, it was turning him on too much and was not right. I coolly answered we're consenting adults; we can do what we want and winked. This seemed to clear the air and he sat back down and carried on massaging my feet. My hand gravitated to my pussy which was getting wetter by the minute. I rubbed myself slowly over my shorts and then lost in the moment pushed my hand into my shorts and started to rub my lips. I had my eyes shut and was in heaven. My feelings swam from one ecstasy to another. This was all so deliciously weird and wrong, but his touching/worshiping my feet was so sexy and empowering. Then I felt wetness on my toes. I opened my eyes to see him standing and sucking my toes- one at a time. The warmth of his mouth wrapped around my toes caused another spasm deep inside my pussy and I slipped a finger in to extenuate the feeling. Then I also noticed he had unzipped his trousers and released his penis. It was sticking straight out, gently bobbing. He had a very thick penis with a large purple head that looked as smooth as silk. He noticed me staring at his throbbing penis and I think he took that to be a signal. He took it in his hand and began masturbating in time with me. That is when the wave hit me. I squeezed my legs together around my hand and just let the orgasm sweep through me. I eventually calmed, opened my eyes and pulled my dripping fingers from my shorts. I quickly licked my juices from my hand sucking one finger at a time. He had stopped playing with my feet and now was focused on massaging his penis. His rhythm suddenly increased and he pointed the tip of his penis towards my feet still resting on his desk. He came with a grunt and his spunk landed on my lower legs and feet. He squirted at least 7 times and it felt warm as it oozed between my toes. It was a sight that I will never forget! He calmed down and started to apologise again. But I was on cloud nine, what an experience, I told him it was so erotic and I would never forget this moment. He smiled, grabbed some tissues and cleaned me up. When Samantha told me this story I was shocked, turned on (lol) and just thinking wow. I don't think she has ever continued anything with Dr Stewart. Although I have seen them talking around campus like friends with a secret. She is like that, just wants to try everything once and willing to take a risk if she feels safe.