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My Fantasy About Michelle's Oiled Feet
Published on Tuesday, September 5, 2006
This story was submitted anonymously.

The author told us, "I've been chatting back and forth with Michelle,
and she wanted me to send you the following story I wrote for her."

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It is a Friday night and you have just stepped out of the shower and put on a light, satiny robe to get
comfy. Walking into the bedroom, you are greeted by dimmed lights and me with a warm smile. "I figured after a hard week you might need some relaxing Michelle, and I have just the ticket."

Taking you by the hand and leading you to the large bed, I guide you to the center where soft pillows await, and have you lay face down, those delectable feet sticking invitingly out past the end of the bed. On the nightstand you see a small candle heated warmer, and watch interested as I pick up the dish on top and then grab a small stool and head for the end of the bed.

"Just what are you planning on doing John?" you ask curiously, straining to see what I am up to.

"Something that will make you forget the whole week Michelle," I reply, "So just lay back down, relax and enjoy."

You do as I ask, still curious, but a bit excited at the whole mystery of it as well. A moment later you feel something warm against your left heel, and the warm sensation slowly starts to creep down your sole.

"MMmmmm...now that feels nice," you purr.

"Warmed baby oil," I answer,"Just the ticket for relaxing and softening these beautiful feet my dear."

The drips of oil continue all along your sole now, the oily trickles now reaching your toes, and the soft
clefts between them. You feel my fingers start to gently massage the oil into your upturned sole, kneading it into that soft, sensitive skin from your heel downward to those delicate toes. Reaching your toes, I can't help but slide my fingertips between them, tickling there as I rub and making you giggle and squirm so deliciously on the bed.

"Haahaaa...heeheeeee...John you know how ticklish I am there," you say.

"That I do...and know you love it as well." I reply wickedly, fingertips still tickling between your toes
and then lightly back up your slick, oiled sole.

The sensations make you giggle harder and squirm more, the satiny material of your robe caressing your body and making you tingle. After a few minutes you again feel the splash of the warmed oil, this time on your right heel, and soon my fingers are working it into that sole as well, rubbing and kneading it sensuously as the cares of the week drift away. Reaching your toes this time, I once again work the oil in between them, bringing on a new round of giggling and squirming.

"I've been thinking about doing this all day," my soft voice says after awhile. You feel my hands raising your right foot gently now, and soon my warm breath caresses your sensitive toes as the tip of my tongue begins to flick at the soft pads of each toe in turn.

"Mmmmm...I like those thoughts John," you reply sensuously, feeling the tingles over your body
increase as I taste your tender digits.

"Then you should love these then," I answer. Slipping my mouth over your big toe now and gently sucking on it, my tongue swilring and flicking all over and between it as I do. Shifting on the stool, I free my already raging excitement from my shorts and guide it to the waiting oily sole of your left foot. Making oral love to the toes of your right foot now, slowly moving from one to the next, savoring each as if it were an extension of that most sensitive button now pulsing between your thighs.

Reaching the little toe of your right foot, I give it a final swirling lick and then lower that foot to my lap, raising the left one now to my eager, warm mouth and starting on the big toe there. The feel of my tongue on your toes and the raging hardness of my excitement caressing your oiled sole has your own passion raging. You squirm on the bed deliciously, the satin robe rubbing and stroking your body beneath it like thousands of fingertips, making you hotter with each passing moment.

"Oh John, you're making me crazy," you sigh passionately.

"Not as crazy as you are making me with these sesnuous, oiled feet my dear Michelle," I reply.

"Show me then baby...show me how hot my little feet make you," you answer huskily.

Needing no further encouragement, I grasp both your ankles and guide those upturned oily soles to my
raging hardness. Gasping with pleasure as those soft insteps wrap knowingly around my shaft, starting to slowly slide up and down. My fingertips move down to start to gently stoke the tops and sides of your oiled feet as I make passionate love to their soft soles and incredible arches. It is not long till I feel my orgasm building, reaching the point of no return. I grasp your feet and press them to my throbbing shaft, letting you feel the passion your feet have caused all along those oily soles. A moment later you feel a new warm sensation across your soles as you slide and stroke them against me, hot jets of my passion blasting free and all across those soft soles that I have been longing for......

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