Freaky Foot Fetish Fucking with my Best Friend’s Big Brother Phone Sex!

RHIANNA

1-844-332-2634 Ext. 253

 

I had spent the afternoon with April, listening to music, gossiping and doing our nails.

In the middle of complaining about her prospects at finding a Summer romance, she let slip
that her older brother Creighton was back home after completing his Masters in Photography.

I admit, during my days as a young school girl I had a major crush on him.

He had a certain coolness that the boys my age just didn’t have. He was that chain-smoking, bad boy with mussed up hair, five o’clock shadow and an artistic streak that all girls fantasize about in their Freshman year.

He was never hot in that jock sense, but he had a left of center handsomeness, almost like a better looking Joaquin Phoenix.

It had been forever since I’d seen him last, and I was anxious to have a look and see if he still
possessed that same coolness and FUCK FACTOR….

Walking to my car, ready to head home, I spotted Creighton leaning against the garage talking into his cell.

I heard him say that he had to go, ended his call and walked towards me.

“Look who it is. Your name … starts with an ‘R,’ right?”

“Still a smart-ass I see.”

And still HOT too.

He was looking me up and down, and I could tell– natch–he liked he liked what he saw, tracing his eyes along  my long, toned and tan legs.

We tried our hand at some small talk, but it was obvious that his thoughts were elsewhere.

“My eyes are up here sweetie,” I smirked.

He liked that, and said, “It’s not that, it’s just the last time I saw you you were a kid. And now …”

“Well, now I’m not a kid anymore.”

He then went on to explain how he was putting together his photography portfolio and that he would love to shoot with me, sometime. Anytime.

“I’ll think about it,” I told him.

Later that night, I get a request on my Facebook from you know who, followed by a private message, asking again about the photo shoot.

I said name the time and the place.

The time was late afternoon, the place was the basement of his parents house, he had sectioned a portion for his photo studio. We were all alone as April’s parents were taking her car shopping.

How convenient was that?!

I was dressed down, as per his request, in Capri style yoga pants and a white peasant-top and ballet flats. He had posed me on a daybed in front of a sky-blue backdrop, getting various angles, me smiling shyly, pouting my lips, making silly faces….

And then he said “Now, take your shoes off.”

I kicked them off, thinking nothing of it, and he continued snapping away in silence, when I noticed he was edging closer and closer to my feet.

“You have the most beautiful feet,” he said.

“Is that right?”

“Yeah.”

He laid the camera down and knelt before me.

“They’re perfect. So delicate and feminine.”

He took my foot in his right hand and let his fingers gently glide along my instep. A charge ran through my body, as our eyes met and our lips clamped together.

We were kissing wildly as both our clothes seemed to disappear in a fervor of grunts and moans.

He found his way to my tits, taking my nipples in his mouth, darting his tongue back and forth and tugging a bit.

I nearly came, as he started kissing my flat stomach, moving down to my tight, wet pussy, using his mouth expertly and teasing the lips before plunging his tongue inside and working his magic on my clit.

I ran my fingers through his hair, as my body tensed and I exploded in orgasm.

He got above me, and I took his throbbing hard cock in my hand, stroking lightly, as he was now kissing down my legs, paying attention to my ankles before taking my toes in his mouth.

“Your feet are amazing.”

I felt a multitude of sensations seeing and feeling my feet being passionately engulfed by his hungry mouth, a sense of dominance and a sense of being thoroughly worshiped like the Goddess I am.

He started licking my soft soles, before placing them on on his face. I pressed down and moved them around a bit before pulling him towards me, guiding his cock into my pussy.

“Let me cum first,” I said in his ear, as his thrusting brought me to another orgasm.

I clenched up, and moved back, pulling him out of me.

Pushing him onto his knees, I licked my hand and rubbed it along his shaft, then wrapped my feet around his cock I brought him to the brink of cumming.

He was lost in pleasure when I stopped stroking and raised my foot towards his face, and in an instant my toes were back in his mouth.

I grabbed his cock and gave it one quick pull before he shot a load of cum that seemed to last for nearly a minute.

Panting and exhausted, he collapsed on the bed next to me.

I gave him a little peck on the cheek and said “Don’t get too comfortable, round two is about to begin.”

Who was the kid now?

 

xo Rhianna  1-844-332-2639 Ext: 253

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