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Delilah grins with anticipation and sits back onto the armrest of the love, sighing in a relaxed manner. She is at peace, and simply enjoying this moment with her best friend. Even better than that, she finally gets a good foot massage in the process.

“Man, this feels so nice” she says as she stretches her legs out on Mac’s lap, who is in the process of taking her white flats off her pantyhose covered feet. With two audible swishes, her feet are once again free from the burden of her shoes, and her toes wiggling with bliss. “Feels really good to have those shoes off again. My feet are killing me…”

Mac smiles up at her and says, “No worries, I’ll rub them good for you.” Delilah returns the smile “Hehehe, well, as my boyfriend, I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

Mac smirks and raises an eyebrow at her. “Boyfriend, eh?”

“Oh, come on! Hahaha, gimme a break, doofus. We’ve practically been dating since the 6th grade. You already know how I feel about you. And I know how you feel about me, especially now with this foot fetish of yours.”

“Yeah… I’ve always thought about you and I together. Even when I was dating other girls… you were all I could think about. They just couldn’t hold my interest, or accept me for who I really am.”

“I can, tiger… you’ve known that, but I’m still saying it. I accept you for who you are and what you want. You know why?”

“… Why?”

“Because you’re my boyfriend,” she says with a inviting smile. “And you’re my girlfriend,” he responds while lovingly gripping her left foot with both hands.

She sighs in pleasure, and looks up at him. “Then, please rub my feet for me.”

Mac looks down at her feet and begins to slightly press into her sole, smothering his fingers all over the bottom of her left foot. Delilah groans, and lays her head back even more into the couch’s armrest, completely in the moment. “Hmm, God, yes…” Gripping her hands into the couch itself, she bites her lip and shivers softly as Mac makes circular motions with his fingers on her heel. The smoothness from the sheer pantyhose makes it easier for Mac to create friction with it, not to mention the sweat that developed around it.

Del sighs again, and giggles. “Yup… you definitely have a foot fetish, dude. There’s no way a guy can rub a girl’s foot that intimately. It’s almost like you’re strategizing every movement around my feet.”

Mac looks back up at her and chuckles “Yeah, well, it’s kinda easy when the girl you like has the most beautiful and sexiest feet in the world.” Delilah blushes again. and replies “Awww… you’re really sweet, tiger. You know, it’s funny… I never really paid attention to them until I bought those ballet flats last year, especially when our incident happened. Now, it’s hard not to notice them, even more so when I think about you.”

Mac finally goes to her toes, and presses into them with his fingers, making her stop her talking with a shivered gasp. “Ugh… fuck, yes…” The feeling was making her squirm a little. She does her best to sit still, but her toes begin to curl around Mac’s rubbing thumb. “Sorry… I’m trying not to move. It just… just feels so good.”

Mac laughs at her, and eases her worry. “No need. Actually, I kinda like when you move your toes around as I’m rubbing them. It’s like you’re trying to massage my hands with your own feet, you know?”

“Oh, you do, don’t ya?”

“Yes… it honestly makes me even harder when you do…”

“Haha, I wouldn’t doubt that! Alright then.”

“Just relax, and enjoy it,” he tells her as he makes a wiggling motion with his fingers, giving her the signal to move her toes any way she pleases. Delilah becomes extremely confident in her comfort, and as he presses into her toes again, she sighs and begins to flex them against his rubbing fingers. Mac returns the sigh with one of his own, and feels his erection poke her heel on her right foot.

Delilah laughs at him once again. “Haha, damn, man, you don’t play around, do you? I definitely felt that one! You’re enjoying this more than I am, it seems!” Giggling again, Del allows the toes to scrunch hard, caressing Mac’s left hand and engulfing his thumb. “Wow… your dick is totally attacking my feet. Hehe…”

Mac continues to squeeze into her toes as they flex once again, making themselves pop. Mac looks deeply at her toes, the white French tip polish showing off through her clinging pantyhose. He watches the wrinkles her sole creates with each scrunch of her toes, and he feels his penis throb at it with hunger.

“Please don’t forget my other foot, tiger,” Del pleads as she crosses her ankles, giving him a perfect view of her right foot. Her left foot lands next to his hardness, and she welcomes it by flexing her toes against it. Mac grunts, feeling he could bust in his Bycasino shorts from that alone. He keeps his control, however, and focuses on the current task.

“Keep going…” Del says. “Keep rubbing my feet.”

Mac doesn’t hesitate, and squeezes her right arch hard, making Delilah flex her toes in pure joy. Mac sighs at the sight (and sensation) he is enjoying. “Please, don’t stop doing that, Del…” he pleads softly.

“I won’t. I promise. Keep it up… rub my tired feet…” With that remark, Del brings her left foot up to Mac’s right wrist as his hands continue on her right foot. With a smile, she allows the foot to rub into his wrist, flexing her toes away for all she’s worth. Mac bites his lip as he smothers her toes on her right foot, making them scrunch into his own fingers as he continues to press into them.

Del sighs in pleasure, whispering, “That’s it… feels so good. Massage my sexy feet, Mac. They are so tired and sweaty in these pantyhose…” As she presses her curling toes into his wrist, Mac looks up at her as he continues rubbing.

“It’s amazing how you were able to wear that outfit all day today,” he says as he admires her blouse and skirt. Del winks at him. “All for you, dude. But there’s one thing you got wrong about that…” As she scrunches her toes and pops them in his hands again, she leans forward and smiles. “I actually didn’t put this on this morning. More like… last night…”

Mac stops rubbing her foot in shock, but still feels her feet work their own magic on his hands and wrist. He can only watch as Delilah slowly pulls up her skirt, fully exposing her white thong engulfed in her pantyhose. Staring at her with a open mouth, he is speechless as Delilah makes another confession:

“That’s right, tiger. When my parents left yesterday after school, they said before they went out the door that you were gonna be at school today for your test. Even better, they said that I could invite you over for the weekend. And that’s when I started my plan… I took my shower on the spot. Once I got out, I got myself fresh, clipped my nails and did the polish on my toes. After that, I finally picked out this outfit and put it on right away. I wore this outfit all night, and even slept with it in my bed with my flats still on.”

Mac gasps as he felt her right foot finally rub over his hard erection. Delilah carries on “Yep… I’ve worn this outfit for exactly an entire day and a half. All just for you. Because I know that you’d like the smell. Hehe.”

Del then picks up her left white flat and brings it to her nose again, breathing in the scent. “And because of you, you got me all into it, too. All I could think about now is sniffing this shoe.” She breathes again, sighing at the odor it brings to her lungs. She looks down at her feet, and back to Mac. “You like my feet, tiger?”

Mac feels her foot rub softly against his crotch, and mumbles, “Yes… so much.”

“What do you want to do to my stinky feet right now?”

“W-wor… worship them…”

She brings her left foot to his lips. “You wanna kiss my feet?”

“Yes… yes…”

“Do ya? Hmmmm…?”

“God, yes!”

She smirks again at him. “Hehe, go ahead, then… kiss my feet.”

Mac gulps, and grabs her left foot desperately, pressing his lips all over her arch as much as he can. “That’s it… kiss it. I want to hear loud wet ones, ok?” Delilah lustfully says, and watches him with sexual interest.

Mac takes deep, sloppy and loud smooches, finally getting a true taste of the feet he craved for the past few years. He kisses her foot with the purest love and lust he’s ever had. Del groans at the feel of his lips, slightly using her left hand to grab her crotch beneath her pulled up skirt. Pressing into her crotch, she groans again, getting completely taken over by her own pleasure. “Ugnnh, that feels so amazing. Keep kissing! Kiss my feet, tiger. Yes… my soft, pretty, sexy feet…”

More wet smooches evolve from Mac as he gets more into his worship of Del’s foot. She flexes her toes as Mac plants kisses all over them. The sensation eventually becomes too much for her to withstand, and she scrunches her toes over his lips. Mac kisses them with even more desperation. Delilah softly cries out, enjoying this more than she had expected. “Please don’t stop… Oh, God… Suck my toes, Mac! Please suck them!”

Mac happily obliges, shoving her first two toes into his watering mouth. He closes his eyes again, and begins a steady suction of her toes, lapping his tongue all over the sweaty pantyhose. Delilah squirms even more, and sticks her hand between her skirt, doing her best to pleasure herself. “Ugh…” she grunts out between breaths. “Uggnh….”

Mac continues by taking a long slow lick over her sole, making her toes Bycasino giriş flex highly. Smacking his lips, he smiles, satisfied at the expected sweaty taste. Delilah’s groans become more louder, and she opens her eyes with a fierce determination. Mac goes back to licking her toes, forcing Del to groan again.

She finally sits up from the armrest and shouts “God, I can’t take this anymore!”

Using both of her hands to grab her free right foot, Delilah carefully brings it back to her face. In a possessed fashion, she plants several kisses all over her foot, scrunching her toes for her own admiration. Mac looks on in engaged arousal as Delilah worships her own foot. The magnificent sight causes him to breath hard, and he feels his manhood throb right through his shorts. But nothing can prepare him for when Del begins to lick onto her arch.

After a few seconds of watching her, he finally gathers the courage to ask, “How… how does it taste, Del?”

Del looks up at him, and says while smacking her lips, “Salty… very salty… hehe, but I like it a lot.” Bringing her toes back to her lips, she lets out one final sigh and whispers, “My feet taste so good…” Delilah then closes her eyes and shoves her own big toe into her mouth, softly sucking on the pantyhose that cover it. Mac watches on, not even noticing that he is rubbing her left foot onto his hard cock through his shorts.

Del opens her eyes, and laughs at him for looking at her. “You are such a dork! Haha, so, you’re just gonna watch me suck my own toes?” Playfully winking at him, she knows she is pushing his buttons again with her teasing talk. She shoves 2 more toes into her mouth, and sucks hard, looking directly at him. Mac softly (but lustfully) leans his crotch into her left foot, feeling her toes curl over his cock through his basketball shorts. Delilah resumes her erotic banter:

“I should’ve seen the signs that you were into my feet, even before the incident last year. You used to always compliment my black socks whenever I took my shoes off in class. Hehehe, you don’t fool me, dude. I always saw you looking at my feet whenever I played with my converse sneakers.”

Mac bites his lip hard, and can only listen as Delilah begins to raise her right leg up once again, making it completely vertical towards the ceiling. She looks right at him and watches him violate her left foot, and she just caresses her right leg in its pantyhose, still teasing him with every word.

“Like… what if I caught you staring at my feet in class at that time? Or if I told you that I wore those black socks every day in my sneakers, and they were really, really sweaty? Hmm? What if I told you that I never wash them, and that my socks were crusty?”

“Delilah, you’re driving me insane! Holy shit…!” Mac whimpers out, not wanting to explode prematurely. He takes her left foot from his crotch, and begins to shove all of her delicate toes into his mouth. Once they are set, he sucks away as Del wiggles them inside his jaws.

Delilah smirks and kisses her thigh in front of her face, making her toes point at the ceiling. “Yeah? I am, aren’t I? I’m driving you crazy because you were being such a silly perv all over my feet in class? Watching me while I was studying or taking a test? Stalking? Hehehe, I bet you were just BEGGING for me to dangle my sneaker, weren’t you? You were just ACHING for me to cross my leg and let it swivel all around my toes? Hahaha… or better yet… if I dropped my shoe and didn’t even care to pick it back up?”

Mac quietly shakes his head at Delilah. In his eyes, she is the queen of shoeplay. She lowers her lifted leg back down, and grabs her right foot once more. Not keeping her eyes off of his, Del goes back to licking her arch, tasting the sweat. Mac feels he could pass out any moment from an overwhelmed state.

Staring at him, Delilah allows the toes to scrunch over her nose again as she takes a deep whiff. “God, my feet stink…” she says, knowing that it was a soft spot for Mac to hear her tease him that way. Taking another sniff, she carries on. “So nasty… playing with those old, disgusting flats all day in that hot sun… man, it really got my feet all sweaty, especially with these pantyhose clinging to them. I can taste the salty sweat already, hehe… the sweat tastes pretty good, though. Ugh… I dunno if you can handle it, though… my feet just smell so much. My God… my feet are so nasty, tiger…”

“Del, I cannot take this any longer…” Mac says. “I need to have your feet.”

Del looks at him, smiles, and brings her other foot back. “Then, take them,” she demands, rubbing her feet hard all over his shorts in the process. Mac leans his head back and groans loudly. Delilah looks at him, curling her toes into his shorts. “Go ahead, Bycasino güncel giriş take them and do what you want. Do whatever you want to my feet, Mac…”

Mac picks them both up at the same time, bringing them both to his face. Delilah wiggles her inviting toes, the sweat from her pantyhose creating an intoxicating appetizer. Mac finally lets go, and begins to breathe desperately into her toes.

“That’s it…” Delilah instructs. “Smell my stinky feet. Smell them real good…”

With deep and intense whiffs, Mac breathes more into her pantyhose as Delilah scrunches her toes hard over his forehead. Delilah grins at what she sees, and continues her teasing talk. “That’s it, dude… take deep whiffs. Deeper than that. Come on… This is what you wanted right? Then I want to hear you smell them.”

Del makes her toes pop with each scrunch and flex, smothering her feet hard onto his face as he craves her taboo stench even more. Mac uses his hands to guide her feet into his face and nose, as if they were trying to burrow his face. He then presses them hard onto his nose, breathing as loud as she could hear it.

Delilah giggles, and scrunches her toes even harder. “Yeah! YEAH! That’s it! Smell those feets! Smell those sweaty feets!”

Mac groans as he takes more and more whiffs, getting lightheaded again.

Del looks at him and asks, “Awww, don’t get dizzy on me now! You want that footjob? Hmm? Then smell them! Smell the hell out of my feet!”

After one last intense sniff, Mac suddenly stops. The looks of desperation in his eyes vanish. He stands up, his eyes looking at Delilah with an intense purpose. Delilah knows right away: Mac is now at the dark place of his fetish. It has consumed him completely, and she knows now that there is only ONE thing on his mind. Even though she feels a bit intimidated, it excites her at the same time. Looking up at him, she very carefully reminds him “Finally… let it all out, Mac. You understand me? Let it ALL out, tiger… you promised me.”

Mac doesn’t even answer her, completely under the control of his own desire.

Delilah squeals in delight as Mac allows his fetish to take control. He dives between her legs and passionately kisses her with wet, sloppy smooches. Delilah returns the gesture and wraps her damp blouse covered arms around him, along with her legs inside her sheer pantyhose. Kissing him back with equal affection, she twirls her tongue around his, not even minding the subsequent drool that forms out of the edges of her lips. Mac finally stops the kiss, his hard cock poking her left thigh.

Delilah comes face to face with him, and tells him “I know you want to have sex with my feet, but I also know that a simple footjob is NOT what you want. You do not want me to do all the work. You want to take over. I know that you want to take control, to do to them something that you never got to do before.” Unwrapping her legs around his waist, she places her feet on the floor, eagerly motivating him. “I’m here, tiger. I’m right here. Do as you please for as long as you please. I’m not going anywhere. I want you to do it, you understand me, Mac? I want you… to do it.”

Mac looks at her, and quietly asks her “No holding back, right?”

Delilah nods, staring at him while she brings her back to the edge of the couch, getting settled and prepared. “That’s right. Don’t… hold… back.”

Mac finally pulls down his shorts and instructs her, “Grab your ankles, Delilah. Grab them tight and place your feet together.”

Delilah does what he asks right away, using her yoga skills to bring her feet towards her and places them together, scrunching her toes for added effect. As her knees spread out away from each other, Del teases him by softly making a smooching sound with her lips.

Mac’s shorts finally hit the ground, revealing his hard as ever penis, throbbing at her feet like it was a compass pointing at the destination. Delilah looks on in awe, amazed at just how much power and influence her feet had over it (not to mention the size it expanded to). It etches closer to her feet, as if it is a vampire reaching for blood. It knows what it craves and it knows what it hungers for. The moment of truth is here at last.

Mac looks at Del with a fire in his eyes and asks her in his most serious tone. “Do your feet stink, Delilah?”

She answers back just as serious, “Yes… they smell horrible, Mac. They are so gross. They are so nasty. My feet are really, really smelly and sweaty. My feet STINK.”

“Do you know that I see your stinky pantyhosed feet the same way a regular guy would see a pussy?”

Delilah nods, already knowing what he wants. “Yes… yes, I do. I know you are sexually attracted to my feet that way.”

Mac says back to her “Then tell me, please… what does a guy like me do to stinky pantyhosed feet like yours?”

After a few seconds, Delilah smirks, and looks back up to Mac. Bringing back her serious face, she carefully says the words he needed to hear since this started:

“… You fuck them…”

END OF CHAPTER NINE

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