Charlie's Feet in Your Face
Author: Dreamgirls In Socks
Charlie's smiling face peeked into the room as she carefully balanced herself on the edge of the bed. She'd had a long day at work and was eager to relax in your company. Her old running shoes were still on her feet, and they were covered in dust and grime from her shift as a cashier. She bit her lip nervously as she watched you lying on the floor, your eyes fixed on her.
"Hi, Charlie," you whispered, your voice barely audible above the sound of your own breathing. She gave you a shy smile before walking over to you and kneeling down on the hardwood floor. She reached out and gently stroked your cheek with her dirty-soled foot, making sure to get as much contact as possible.
"I hope you're ready for some fun," she said, her voice quiet but determined. "I know you've been waiting all day for this." She took a deep breath, then slowly lifted one foot off the ground, balancing on the other leg as she removed her old running shoe.
"Here, I want you to smell my foot," she commanded, holding out her sweaty white sock for you to inhale deeply. "It's been in this shoe all day, can you imagine how stinky it is?" You took the sock hesitantly between your fingers and brought it close to your nose, taking in the strong odor of sweat and dirt.
"Mmm, that's it," she purred, leaning back against the wall. "Now lick the bottom of my sock, all the way from heel to toe." As you did as she asked, your tongue flicking against the rough fabric of her sock, you couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation.
You lifted your head to look at her, and she gave you a sly smile. "That's a good boy," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Now I want you to take off my other shoe so you can sniff my bare feet." You eagerly complied, your hands trembling slightly as you worked at the laces of her shoe.
Once you'd removed both shoes, you looked up at her, waiting for your next command. She giggled softly before leaning down and placing one of her stinky feet on your chest, grinding her heel into your sternum. "I want you to sniff my feet," she purred, her breath hot against your ear. "From heel to toe, and then you can start licking them clean."
You opened your mouth wide, taking in the strong, musky scent of her feet. You could feel her foot start to squirm against your chest, and you reached up to grasp her ankle, using it to pull her closer.
As you started licking her feet clean, you couldn't help but wonder what else she had in store for you. Her feet felt incredibly soft against your tongue, and you couldn't resist the urge to slip your hands underneath her and start massaging them.
"Oh, that feels good," she moaned softly, her hips starting to rock back and forth. You felt her foot press against your crotch, and you couldn't help but grind your hips against her in response.
"Charlie," you whispered, your voice hoarse with desire. "Can I... can I touch your pussy?" You looked up at her, hoping she wouldn't refuse you. She looked down at you, a mischievous glint in her eye.
"If you're very, very good," she said with a wicked grin. "But first, I think you need a reward." She leaned down and pressed her sweaty, stinky foot against your cock, feeling the heat and hardness beneath your pants.
"I think you've been a very good boy today," she purred, her voice low and throaty. "Now it's time for me to give you what you want." And with that, she slowly removed her sock, revealing her perfect little pussy to your eager gaze.
You reached up and grabbed her hips, pulling her down onto your face as you started to worship her feet. You couldn't believe your luck - not only were you getting to smell her stinky feet and taste her sweaty skin, but she was also giving you the best footjob of your life. As you felt her foot press against your cock, you could tell she was enjoying it as much as you were.
"Oh fuck," she moaned, her voice muffled by the mattress. "That feels so good." You continued to lick and suck on her toes, using your free hand to massage her calves and thighs. You could feel her getting closer and closer to orgasm, and you knew you had to make it happen.
With one last push, you slipped your tongue between her toes and started sucking on them, feeling her hips jerk violently against yours. "Yes! Yes! Oh fuck, yes!" she screamed, her orgasm washing over you like a wave. You felt her pussy clench around your face, and you knew you'd never forget this moment.
As she slowly came down from her high, she let out a contented sigh and leaned back against the wall, her sweaty body glistening in the fading light. "Was that a reward worth waiting for?" she asked, her voice still breathless.
You looked up at her, your eyes filled with desire and adoration. "It was perfect," you replied, your voice shaking with emotion. "Thank you, Charlie." And with that, you leaned forward and pressed your lips against her dirty-soled foot, tasting her sweat and dirt on your tongue.
