Merilee pushed her tape repaired glasses up, glancing around the street she typically occupied. She had no home, no family. Last month she had turned 18 and was required to leave the orphanage she had spent her childhood in. Life had been hard since then. Her stomach growled in confirmation, she hadn’t eaten in days. Merilee leaned back against the brick wall and drew her knees up, her dirty bare feet dragging over the sidewalk. The sun was beginning to set, soon she would retreat to the nearby alley where she was currently staying, having not been given a single cent that day.
Merilee’s head lifted as someone came around the corner. It was a man in a black business suit and tie. He had slick black hair and a pale skin tone. Hands in his pockets, he almost passed by her without notice. Merilee held up her empty can and put on a smile.
“Spare some change sir?” She asked sweetly.
The man stopped and turned to her slowly. She was taken back by his cool, blue eyes, which moved unreadably from her face to her can. There was an awkward silence as he looked her over. Merilee adjusted her broken glasses again. The man smirked.
“How about some real cash?” He asked. “500 bucks to do whatever I want with you.”
Merilee’s jaw dropped. “No way!”
The man looked undeterred and pulled out a nice leather wallet. “You sure?” He produced a $500 bill and waved it before her.
Merilee’s eyes followed the cash greedily. Her stomach gave another groan. She had spent the last few years avoiding the orphanage boys’ ‘dirty games’, and now it all seemed for naught. She needed food, she needed shelter. She needed the 500 bucks.
“Ok.” Merilee muttered, blushing.
The man smiled and tucked away the money for later. “Excellent.” he looked up and down the street. “Where uh…”
Merilee rose, feeling strangely numb and took his hand. “Over here.” she said, leading him to her alley.
She stopped at the flat cardboard on the pavement that was her bed. Before she could turn to speak, the man was on her. With a shocked gasp, she was shoved forward so her chest pressed against the brick wall. Looking over her shoulder, she saw him kneel and grab her tattered shorts. He yanked them to her ankles, exposing her round pale ass. Merilee’s eyes followed his large hand as it rose up then came down hard on her bare ass with a loud smack. She yelped at the sharp sting.
“You’re a bad girl aren’t you.” The man taunted, rubbing her smarting bottom.
Visions of the orphanage’s matron paddling her flitted through Merilee’s head.
“I’m sorry I misbehaved.” She responded automatically.
The man chuckled then gave her another hard spank, and another. Merilee’s reddening ass ached by the fifth swat. His hand then slid between her thighs, touching her slit and making her shiver against the wall.
“Such a naughty brat.” The man hissed.
Merilee bit her lip as he rained down rapid spankings on her sore ass cheeks, her eyes watering.
“Lay down.” he commanded.
“Oh…Ok.” Merilee whimpered. Her ass throbbed and ached.
She turned around to find the man with his hard cock pulled out of his undone pants. Fearing she was about to lose her virginity to a stranger in an alley, she fought tears as she lowered herself to the cardboard.
“Lift your legs.” The man instructed, stroking his hard on.
Shivering all over, Merilee brought her legs up, exposing her virgin slit. Surprisingly, he did to kneel to fuck her but stepped forward and grabbed her ankles. She blinked in confusion as he pushed her feet together and rubbed the head of his dick against her dirty soles.
“So filthy.” The man said contentedly, his blue eyes narrowed in focus.
Merilee curiously played along. “You like my dirty feet?”
“Oh yes.” He said in a fascinated tone.
And with that, Merilee’s legs spread while he pushed her feet flat together. She could see a glimpse of his eager dick through the gap of her arches. He pushed forward and his head squeezed between them. He groaned and eased his cock further. Merilee saw his tip emerge from her closed feet, his shaft nestled in her arches. The man started to thrust, gripping her ankles tightly. She felt his head rub against the small, rough calluses she had from walking the streets. He did not seem to mind, and in fact was passing his throbbing dick over them repeatedly.
“God you’re a dirty tramp.” He said, making it sound like an odd compliment.
“Hump my nasty feet.” Merilee uttered, trying to sound sexy.
She flexed her legs and moved her feet up and down, matching his thrusts. The man grunted and pumped fully into her arches. Merilee starred up while her feet stroked him, watching his hips jerk.
“That’s it. That’s it.” The man panted. His body tensed up.
He pulled his cock from her feet. Merilee’s heart jumped as he frantically moved forward, standing over her. He knelt down, stroking himself fast. Just as she realized what was happening, the man’s dick erupted and cum splashed over her glasses. She winced in reaction then opened her eyes, her vision blurred by the thick jizz dripping down her lenses. Her lips had parted in surprise and she got her first taste of cum as it dripped into her mouth. The man grunted as while he finished then stood up abruptly, putting his cock away and fastening his pants.
“Here.” he said, tossing the 500 casually where Merilee lay on the cardboard, covered in semen.
She scrambled to collect the bill.
“Thanks…” she said feebly as the man left the alleyway.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/7b95sd/life_after_the_orphanage_mf_spanking_feet_short