"Double the Fun: Two Bitches Worship My Feet"
As I lay back on my chaise lounge, I couldn't help but marvel at the sight before me. Two young women, their faces flush with excitement, knelt at my feet and began their erotic worship. They were from Servants For Girls, and they had been well-trained in the art of foot fetishism. Their name tags read "Kira" and "Aria," respectively.
Kira, the bolder of the two, took the lead as she leaned forward and pressed her warm, soft lips against the arch of my left foot. She breathed in deeply through her nose, savoring the unique scent that emanated from my sweaty feet. Her tongue darted out to trace the contours of my foot, sending shivers down my spine.
Aria, more reserved but no less enthusiastic, mirrored Kira's actions on my right foot. Her tongue flicked out intermittently, tracing different parts of my foot as she tried to outdo her colleague. Their rhythmic licking and sucking made it difficult for me to focus on anything else.
"Mmm, that's it, girls," I moaned in approval, closing my eyes and letting myself be lost in the sensations. I couldn't help but notice the contrast between their hair colors: Kira had fiery red locks that matched her passionate nature, while Aria's hair was a soft blonde that complemented her more demure demeanor.
As they continued to worship my feet, their hands began to wander. Kira reached up and massaged my calf muscle, her hands moving up and down rhythmically in sync with her tongue's movements. Aria followed suit, running her hands up and down my other calf, eliciting a deep moan from me.
Their attentiveness suddenly shifted when they noticed each other's movements. A silent competition ignited between them as they both tried to outdo one another in their foot worship. Kira upped the ante by slurping loudly on my foot, causing me to shiver with excitement. Aria responded by using both hands to massage my feet, applying just the right amount of pressure to send waves of pleasure through my body.
Their efforts were not in vain; I felt myself growing harder underneath my robe. I couldn't help but admire their skill and devotion, knowing that they were doing this purely for my pleasure. As the session drew to a close, I couldn't help but wonder what other delights Servants For Girls had in store for me.
Leaning forward, I extended my hand towards Kira, signaling for her to stand up. She did so, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment but also pride. "You've done an excellent job, Kira," I told her, running my fingers through her red hair. "You can go now."
Kira nodded, her eyes shining with gratitude, before turning to Aria and helping her to her feet. They exchanged a glance, their competition still evident in their eyes, before they turned towards the door. As they left, I found myself already anticipating my next session with Servants For Girls.
