Cumming On Suzanne's Toes

Cumming on Suzanne’s Toes

For several years I ran a small business out of my house. Frankly, I’m sorry I ever gave it up because I had a small number of big name clients who paid me huge money and I really was only working about 20 to 25 hours a week.

I used to eat lunch nearly every day at a local café. The guy who ran it was a real horndog and only hired really good looking waitresses. That might have been why I went there so much. I was particularly taken with one girl named Suzanne. She was a runner and really had great legs as well as a killer body overall and a face to go with it.

I actually needed some part time help at my little business and asked Suzanne if she would be interested in making a few extra bucks during her days off. She was all for it. I liked having her around because she was so easy to look at.

I had a large sectional sofa that I was replacing and asked her if she had any interest in it. She did, so that weekend she and her husband came by to pick it up. My house had an unusual layout. All the bedrooms were on the ground floor and the living area was on the second floor. The builder I bought it from claimed he did that because the second floor had a great ocean view and the ground floor didn’t. Anyway, Suzanne and her husband had to muscle that three piece sofa down a flight of steps.

She showed up in short shorts and a tube top showing off that great body. She kicked off her sandals because she said there was less chance of her foot slipping if she was barefoot. Now I’ve had a mild foot fetish as far back as high school. And Suzanne had really good looking feet. I can’t really put my finger on it or even describe it, but watching her wrestle those sofa pieces down those stairs in her bare feet really turned me on. I actually got a hard on.

A couple of days later she was at my house doing some work for me and I commented about being really attracted to her bare feet. I had never said anything blatantly sexual to her before but for some strange reason I blurted out that just looking at her feet had given me an erection. She gave me a look, and kicked off her sandals and said, “These toes gave you a hard-on?”

I looked down at her brightly painted red toenails and replied, “Er, yeah, they did.”

“Are you hard now?” she retorted. I couldn’t believe the conversation had turned into such an openly sexual discussion. “I’m getting there,” I replied.

“I bet you would like to jerk off onto my feet wouldn’t you?” I was stunned. Never in a million years would I have expected something like this to happen. She continued, “Before you answer that, I have another question. I’ve watched the way you look at me. I know you want to fuck me. Most men do. How come you’ve never hit on me?”

“Honestly, I’ve been tempted every single day that you have been here. But I’ve always been afraid you would reject me and then quit and I would no longer have your company.”

“OK, I can buy that. But I know you would like to jack off on me so get that dick out and get busy.”

I fumbled at my top button and zipper but finally got my pants off. By now I was fully hard and my jockeys were tenting pretty good. As I pulled them down my seven inches of erect meat slapped up against my belly. “Whoah!” she exclaimed, “that’s a really nice cock. I  had no idea, now make it spurt some juice on my toes.”

I started jacking off with a real sense of purpose. I wanted to see streams of jism shoot onto those pretty feet. When I got close I attempted to push my cock down to line up with where her feet were but my dick was so fucking hard it wouldn’t go that far down. I bent my knees a bit and leaned over giving me a better shot at those pretty little toes. By now I was furiously jacking my cock, wanting desperately to cum. And my goal was achieved as stream after stream of hot juice spurted out of my rock hard dick onto her feet and the marble floor. I kept pumping and the cum kept coming. Spurt after spurt splashed onto Suzanne as she let out squeals of delight along with cries of “Cum for me, shoot that juice, keep it coming…”

Finally I was reduced to milking out the last drops of semen and I made sure it dripped onto her feet. I had shot a pretty good load. Most of it was on the floor but plenty made it onto her feet and toes.

“I hope you are going to be a gentleman and clean me up,” she purred.

“Of course, let me get some towels, “ I responded.

“No towels, with your tongue,” she demanded. I dropped down and dutifully licked up all the cum, sliding my tongue between her toes to get any stray drips and finally sucking her toes clean. “I’m not licking up the floor,” I told her. She was okay with that.

“I notice you are still hard. Ready to go again?” she wanted to know. I had just experienced a fantastic orgasm but definitely wanted more. She led me into the bedroom and pushed me onto my back on the bed. She crawled up between my legs, grabbed my  cock, and proceeded to perform a world class blowjob. She was a bit rough but in a good way. She sucked my cock about as hard as anyone had ever done it. She pulled off of my dick and ran her tongue up and down the length of it, also sucking and licking my balls. She ran her tongue over my frenulum and literally had me on the verge of blowing my load again. She could sense when I was close and backed off. She made a real project out of it making it last a good 20 minutes until it was obvious that it had become near torture for me and she was ready to bring it to a climax.

And what a climax it was. She gripped the cheeks of my ass and pulled me towards her while simultaneously sucking as hard as she could as my cock rammed in and out of  her mouth and throat. I screamed, “I’m cumming,” and she sucked as hard as she could and plunged my cock as far down her throat as it would go with my balls pressed tight against her chin. I could feel the streams of semen spurting up the length of my dick and right down her waiting throat. She kept sucking and sucking and I kept cumming and cumming. Despite having blown a major load about a half hour previously, I think we were both shocked at how much semen erupted from my cock and shot down her throat. How she kept from gagging is a mystery to me. I’ve sucked a few dicks and could never get a cock anywhere near as deep in my throat as she had mine. The girl was a born cocksucker.

Finally, with no more jism to be coaxed out of my dick, she finally let it slip from her mouth.

“Just think,” she said, “of all the months I’ve been her working for you and how much fun we could have had if you had just made a move on me.”

“A real waste, for sure. But we can make up for it. As long as your old man doesn’t get wise.”

“Don’t worry about him. He thinks you’re harmless. And his dick is nowhere near as nice as yours. Let’s rest a bit and then I want you to fuck me.”

“If you insist,” I replied weakly.

Author’s note: Suzanne is a real person and has very sexy feet but I never had sex with her. A year or so later I was married and told my very liberal wife that Suzanne was one of those “missed opportunities that I was really sorry I had never fucked.” My wife told me that if Suzanne was willing, I should go ahead and fuck her. Although I hadn’t seen Suzanne in some time, I called and made a lunch date and told her exactly what had transpired between my wife and I. I don’t think she believed that my wife had greenlighted a sexual hookup, but she did admit that she would like to fuck me. We did get into a hot and heavy kissing session in the restaurant parking lot but for a variety of different reasons, I never got to bang her. But to this day, many years later, I still remember her bare feet while they moved that sofa.

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