The Rental, Part 3
(Posted on Friday, October 20, 2000)
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There I was, hanging upside down with Mary caressing my stocking toes. I couldn't let her know, but it was wonderful. Her feet encased in nylons were right in front of my eyes. I could see her red toenail polish right through the material. "If only I could kiss them," I thought. "It would ease the sensation of my poor soles." I couldn't help myself. I was laughing so hard as Mary's fingers kept tickling the soft base of my toes through my stockings.

"How does that feel?" Mary asked. "Is this what you do to others?" She stopped tickling my feet and stood in front of me. Her feet were so close, I could smell the aroma. It was so erotic. I didn't answer her.

She looked at me and started to lower the ropes, allowing my legs to fall to the floor. My legs felt week, My soles were sensitive. Mary took me to a bench and told me to lie face down. I did as she said as I couldn't wait to see what she was going to do next.

She placed my hands above my head and she tied them to the top of the bench. My legs were still together, laying on the bench. I felt her hand brush aganist the sole of my foot. I jumped from the tickling sensation. I wanted more, but I couldn't let Mary know how much I was loving every single minute of this. Letting her know would ruin the fun.

Mary took hold of my left ankle and pulled it to the left hand side of the work bench. She tied it to the frame. She did the same thing with my right leg, too. Then she sat down on the bench between my legs and said, "Now for the real stuff." Her hand suddenley grabbed my knickers and tore them from me, exposing my already wet pussy. "That's more like it." She said. "I like to see what effect I have on you."

She placed each of her hands on my feet and started to tickle my soles. Gentley at first, then gradually harder and harder. I asked her to stop, but she refused. Her fingers were expertly tickling my soles and toes as she did before. The moistness in between my legs was growing. I looked to the side and saw her feet not far from me. She continued to tickle my feet. Her nails eere digging into my soles.

She saw that I was looking at her feet and asked if I wanted a closer look. I told her, "Yes. Please let me taste your feet."

Mary moved her foot in between my legs. Her nylon clad foot neared my pussy. She was still tickling my feet and I was about to cum.

To be continued ...