The Housemate (A story about Feet)

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The Housemate

It had been long and fun night, I was particularly light headed. This particular night I was reliving my youth with my two youngest friends K & S.

It was about 4.30 am on on Thursday morning of the school Holidays. I was wide awake with quite drunk and feeling particularly horny.

Quietly to myself I was thinking “what the fuck am I doing here”, I’m a housewife about 14 years older than everyone in the room. We were sitting around smoking and playing computer games, as u do after going clubbing on a weekday with uni students.

K and I were odd friends, people wouldn’t think we have any thing in common but the last year we had become close friends. But that’s a story for another time.

This story is about his housemate, A. A wasn’t exactly my type, but for a while now he had been on my radar. I guess I was just drawn to him. Something about his youthful nature reminded me of being young and reckless.

I knew he had an idea of what I was in to, and he seemed very curious about it. He was a young and fairly inexperienced guy. And anything kinky was pretty much totally new to him. But to be honest we were no more than just mutual acquaintances of K.. until that night.

What I feel I need to mention is, I was quite under the influence, so there are more than a few details that are a pretty foggy. The following is what I remember.

We started to talk about kink and kinky events and it was getting more flirty, in retrospect I think I knew something was developing but was still unsure if it was all in my head.

It was cold by that time, we were sharing a blanket, sitting on a two person sofa. I needed to change my positioning so I asked him if I could put my leg up on his lap. And he was like “sure”. We kept talking, the conversation had became more personal. Now the order of events is one of those foggy details I was talking about earlier.

I was telling him about how I wish every guy I fucked sucked my feet, told him how much it turns me on to have my feet played with. I explained that it has the same effect as having my pussy eaten, and pretty much makes me want to fuck. He was listening very intently.

I remember it all started with a tiny rub. He was holding my feet and I’m sure my reactions were giving me away. He started rubbing my feet with his fingertips. Now that was a surprise coming from him and I was pretty much instantly very very turned on. And I’m pretty sure he was aware of the fact that it was having an huge effect on me.

I’ve been into feet for a while now and had lots of very varied feet related scenarios arise. And I’m not exactly shy about admitting I’m a totally cougar with a real taste for younger people. And this whole situation was really ticking lots of my boxes in a very new way.

A. was not a foot guy, he wasn’t even a kinky guy, and we both were very aware that I was both much older and much more experienced. And thats part of what made it so hot. I couldn’t resist, I slid my hand on to has lap pressing on to his hard cock tucked way in his jeans. We looked up at each other which what can only be described as very naughty smiles. He somehow managed to get his cock out of his pants, and my greedy hands were happy to go over.

Without any instruction or direction, he lifted the blanket over his head. Firmily rubbing the arches of my feet in one hand, the other hand confidently grabbed around my ankle pulling my foot to his mouth. And he began to suck!

I was in heaven, I melted back in my seat and shut my eyes, I could feel my pussy getting more and more wet.

At this point K. looks over from the another sofa, totally reminding me we were in a room with other people. “Fuck off u two, go to the bloody room”.

“What a great idea “ was my reply!