Rhea and Alice, the two sole mates, were engrossed in their kinky session. As I lay flat on my back, my head nestled between Alice's gorgeous feet, her stinky toes curling around my face with each passing second, I couldn't help but wonder how long it would take for her to notice the obvious stain forming on her pristine white bed.
Alice, oblivious to my plight, continued to tease me with her toes while her fingers worked their magic on my cock. Every now and then, she'd lean forward, giving me a clear view of her ample cleavage, before resuming her tantalizing toe play. Her other foot, meanwhile, remained pressed firmly against my face, keeping me locked in a position of submission.
Across from me, Rhea was in complete control. Her legs were spread wide open, revealing her soft pink folds, as she gave me a slow, sensual handjob that was driving me wild. Every now and then, she'd lean forward, pressing her breasts against my chest, adding an extra layer of intimacy to our encounter.
As I began to lose myself in the sensations coursing through my body, the stench from Alice's feet became more intense. It was a tempting stink, one that filled my nostrils and made my cock twitch with anticipation. I knew that if I were to succumb to the urge, I'd be rewarded with the sweet taste of her feet, but I also knew that it would be a risky move.
Just then, I felt Alice's grip on my cock tighten, and she let out a moan that sent shivers down my spine. As she neared climax, the pressure on my face increased, and her toes dug deeper into my skin. I knew that this was my chance—I had to take it.
Without hesitation, I opened my mouth and took a deep breath of Alice's stinky feet. The taste was unlike anything I'd ever experienced before, but it was intoxicating. As I began to worship her feet, sucking on her toes and licking every inch of her soles, Alice let out a gasp of pleasure, her hips bucking wildly against my face.
Meanwhile, Rhea watched on in amusement, her hand still moving up and down my shaft. She leaned forward, brushing her breast against my chest, and whispered into my ear, "Go ahead, take it all in. Let her stink engulf you."
And so, I did. I inhaled Alice's stinky feet, savoring the unique blend of sweat and foot funk that filled the room. As her orgasm took hold of her, her toes curled tighter against my face, and her foot pressed harder against my mouth, but I welcomed the pain. It was all part of the experience.
In the end, it was Rhea who brought me over the edge. With one final, firm squeeze, she sent me hurtling towards orgasm, and I let out a moan that echoed throughout the room. As my cum spilled out onto Alice's hand and onto the bed, I felt a sense of satisfaction like no other.
Looking up at Alice, I saw her smile, the same one she'd had since the beginning of our encounter. "That," she said, her voice heavy with lust, "was quite a show." And with that, she leaned down and pressed their soft, sweaty bodies together, the stink of their feet mingling in the air.
As they continued to linger in their post-coital bliss, I couldn't help but wonder what other kinks the two sole mates had hidden up their sleeves. But for now, I was content to bask in the afterglow of our smelly, toe-curling, handjob escapade.
