He had stopped by to bring me some new flowers for the week and we ended up shooting the shit. I rolled something while he drove around and eventually we parked over by the river. We kept talking and started to pass the blunt back and forth. He’s so easy to talk to. Even when we have differences of opinion I can tell he appreciates the passionate debates we have. After talking about life and work, I started feeling really comfortable. so I kicked my legs up so he could rub my feet. He immediately obliged almost innocently rubbing his thumbs deep into soles of my feet. We kept talking and laughing. Talking about stupid pop culture nonsense. No matter what came up the conversation was so enjoyable. So I’m not sure when he started kissing my toes, but I tried to keep my focus on the conversation. It felt so good. He was focusing on one foot moving his hands around firmly enough to give me relief. so I used my other to massage his dick through his pants. I felt it grow under my toes as he started to sniff and lick the sole of the foot he held. My pussy was getting so wet. The weed had definitely hit me now that I was breathing hard. I wanted him to climb over and kiss my clit through my panties so I started to lean my head back to the window and spread my legs open so he could see the tiny thong just barely covering my clit. I passed the blunt back to him as I parted my lips and flashed him. He looked at me with pure lust. I was an object to him in this moment, his now prey and I had the audacity to taunt him. Tease him. And feed into his primal instincts. I know what I’m in for. And I’m smiling inside.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11puxgd/part_1_just_a_innocent_foot_rub