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Oasis
Published on Sunday, January 8, 2011


This illustrated story was submitted by Toelicker666 (click here for his chat forum profile).

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Editor's note: This story is Toelicker's tribute to Pinkpiggies. You're encouraged to
post your comments here in this section for Pinkpiggies and her husband Luckyman.

I need to stop to get gas. I've been driving all day, trying to get halfway across the country to visit my old college roommate. I've already been driving for a day and a half and it's starting to get really old.

Here's an exit with a gas station. Damn. It's one of those huge interstate oasis things. At least I'll be able to grab a bite while I'm stopped.

I sit down with my burrito. As I start to unwrap it, I see a pair of purple Vans under the table to my side. Without turning, I can just make out that they're attached to some sexy legs and she's not waring socks!. There might be a man with her, I can't quite tell.

This burrito kind of sucks. I should add more hot sauce, but I knock the packets onto the floor as I'm reaching for them. I bend down to grab them, which allows me to catch a better view of the couple at the other table. She's got her feet out of the Vans now. They're bare and she's rubbing them together. I can't stare long without being noticed, but I catch that the nails are blue. I sit up and start fumbling with the sauce. The blood in my body is redistributing, and my hands start getting cold. I can't seem to get this packet open...

Then it comes to me: I've seen those feet before. Before I can think about how obvious it might look, I shoot my head to the side. I'm pretty sure my jaw hits the ground. It's PinkPiggies!

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My cock is immediately rock hard. I turn away quickly, but I'm pretty sure she's seen me. I hear a giggle, so I strain to see out of the corner of my eye, trying to keep my head straight. She's rubbing her bare foot on Luckyman's crotch. I can see that she's gripping the bulge, massaging it by scrunching her toes. It looks like she's got a hell of a grip.

My eyes fall back on my burrito. I've got to do something.

From some insane recess of my brain an idea comes to me. I tear off part of the burrito wrapper and grab a pen from my pocket. I make a quick sketch of Pinkpiggies' bare foot tattoo, and I sign it "Toelicker."

I get up and make my roundabout way to the restroom so I can "casually" drop the burrito wrapper-cum-secret code on their table.

In the mirror I look half-crazed. Fuck... I think, "If they saw my face, or my crotch, as I walked past they know what I'm thinking about."

I splash with cold water, hoping to make myself look less nuts. Now I look crazy and wet. Sigh.

I can't remember how long I've been standing here, so I think it's time to head back to my table. I count to five.

I take a more direct way back to my seat, not passing their table directly. I sit down and take a deep breath. I look over. They're gone.

I slump down. For a moment I just stare at the abandoned burrito, before getting up and tossing the leftovers.

I leave the Oasis, wondering if I'd really seen what I think I'd seen. Then I see what must be a mirage: Pinkpiggies is sitting on the hood of my car. I don't see her Vans anywhere, so I'm guessing Luckyman is nearby.

"Toelicker?" She asks.

Forgetting that I can speak, I nod, staring at her luscious toes on my car!

She giggles. She turns on her stomach and raises one calf into the air. Oh my god: she's flexing her toes to beckon me closer!

As I walk, trying not to run, she turns around and lifts both of her knees toward her face. She waves with both feet at once. They are blue. Like water. I'm so fucking thirsty.

I'm standing right in front of her now. She reaches into my pocket. She feels around for a second, and I almost cum, but she finds what she wants. I hear my car's alarm beep and the locks open. She gets up and walks around to the back door.

I rush around to the other side. I open the door and instantly there's a foot in my mouth. I think, "I don't know exactly how this got here, but holy shit does it taste great!" After a few seconds, I come back to myself and realize what is happening: Pinkpiggies' toes are in my mouth! For real!

I pull the foot out, and I gaze at it. There, covered in my saliva is one of the sexiest feet in the world! I run my tongue around every toe, tracing a form my tongue knows well from my imagination (and some really hot photos!).

She knows what a thrill this is for me.

"Excuse me," I hear from behind me. It's Luckyman. His fly is open and his expectant cock is free. Pinkpiggies's leg gently pushes me to the side and she goes to work with her feet. She begins slowly, playfully.

She says, "Toelicker, this needs to be slippery. Can you help us?"

I hold up first her left foot, the one nearest to me. I take it into my mouth, letting my tongue run all over it. I remove it and spit on her toes. I'm about to let it go, but it looks so fucking hot: her toes with my spit on them! I hungrily take it back into my mouth, this time even giving her luscious sole a quick bite.

I spit again and she immediately puts the foot to work lubing up Luckyman's cock. She extends the other leg, bends it, and then moves it across her body to my mouth. I have to hunch down, to an angle that is not comfortable, to get at it. But I want it! Even if I have to spend tomorrow taking aspirin every few hours, I'm going to savor these feet.

She takes her foot away, and starts jerking Luckyman's cock with both feet. Her rhythm is perfect.

"Take it out," she says.

I'm so entranced I've forgotten what words are. She says it again and it begins to register. I fumble with my zipper.

"I want you to cum on my toes at exactly the moment Luckyman cums, so you can't tell whose is whose."

They both know I'm struggling with everything in me not to cum immediately, and they laugh.

She's got his head in her toes. She slides her second toe, my favorite, along the underside of his head. A big glob of precum attaches to the toe and it creates an incredible string as she slides her toe back and forth.

Luckyman shows some mercy. "It's okay. I'm about to cum."

"But not until I say," she says.
We both wait. I realize that she doesn't want to rush him and she's making me wait until she's convinced he's going to cum. I burn.

At last I see a faint smile on her lips. Her mouth gathers, as if preparing to speak.

"Yes."

I explode, covering all ten toes. A second burst shoots up her ankle. I see a third burst and I remember Luckyman, as I collapse to the ground at her feet.

She says, "I bet you never finished your lunch. We can't have you leaving this Oasis still hungry. And I came here to clean up. Do you call this clean?"

All of a sudden, I'm hungry again. I look up and all I see is water.

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This illustrated story was submitted by Toelicker666 (click here for his chat forum profile).

Note: Only members can access profiles, and remember, chat forum memberships are free (click here to register)!

Editor's note: This story is Toelicker's tribute to Pinkpiggies. You're encouraged to
post your comments here in this section for Pinkpiggies and her husband Luckyman.

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