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Jerking off to her feet

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When I was in college there was a girl I used to hang out with because we were both into punk rock. This was the early 80�s, so hardcore punk was still pretty much underground. She had a beautiful body � strong legs, curvy ass and smallish breasts. One time as we were hanging around in my dorm room, she took off her combat boots and peeled the socks from her bare feet. The sight of bare legs, bare asses and bare feet have always been the focus of my masturbatory sojourns. She knew I liked her and we had fooled around some already. She thought nothing of sleeping naked in my bed, and I played the gentleman and held her body tightly through the night, but never gave in to the desire for intercourse � we just had made out a couple of times, and I jerked off a lot when she wasn�t there or was taking a nap. One time she came across a foot fetish magazine, and I claimed innocence of any knowledge. We looked through it together, and she laughed at the close-ups of spread toes and dirty soles. I nervously laughed about it, too, and she seemed to have forgotten about it. But now here she was in the middle of the day, feet bare and toes wiggling. My cock got incredibly hard and there was no hiding it. I walked over to the chair she was sitting on and began to kiss her passionately. Her hands went from my sides to my butt to my screaming erection, which she grabbed and pulled back, exclaiming, �Oh my god! What made your dick so hard?� �Y-you�� was all I could stutter out, �Your body�� She pulled away from me and for the first time in my life asked me one of the hottest questions any has ever asked � �Why don�t you jerk off?� I immediately began to unbuckle my belt as she walked over to the bed. �What do you want to look at?� Her eyes followed my lust blurred gaze down to her legs and her feet. �You like my feet, don�t you?� she asked, shuffling back across the bedding and propping those bare soles in front of her. I nodded, my face flushed red with excitement and embarrassment, and began to step out of my jeans. As I pulled down my underwear, my dick surged forth, bigger and more swollen and angry purple than it had ever been. �Oh my,� she said, her own hand pinching at the front of her panties, �Do you like it when I flex my toes like this?� Her toes spread and scrunched up and spread and wiggled, and my heartbeat synched up with the throbbing of my cock. By now I was naked from the waist down, hand on my dick but not moving the skin back and forth yet. I wanted this moment to last forever. She pulled up her camouflage mini-skirt and spread her legs, showing me the cotton triangle of panty. �My pussy is wet,� she said, sticking her hand into the front of her panties and rubbing at her clit. �Come here.� I moved to the edge of the bed and she thrust her foot out at my face. I ran my tongue from heel to toe, shining her sole with my tongue to her grunts of approval. As I licked between her toes and sucked at them, I could no longer hold back and with a will of its own, three or four thick ropes of cum shot out all over her leg. She was openly jerking herself off and I continued licking her foot, and she climaxed even as my erection began to throb to life for a second round. She bit her lip and grasped at the bedsheet, hips bucking and squirming in delight. Later that afternoon she let me jack off while she rubbed her feet on my balls and spread the cheeks of her ass for me to look at. I worshipped her feet and ass for the next several years of my life, and often masturbate while recalling these episodes. What a doll.