Brenda's Mature Feet Ch. 02

"Well, for some people, there's nothing more erotic..."

"More like sick people."

"Now you're being harsh. It's just a harmless foot fetish," Brenda said. "Everyone has a thing. I'm sure Bill had a few kinks of his own."

"I'd rather not discuss him," my mother said and her tone seemed to change after hearing Brenda bring up my father's name.

"Fine. I will say this, you haven't lived until you've had your toes sucked," Brenda said.

"I'll pass," my mother said.

"You do have pretty feet," Brenda said. "I'm sure it wouldn't be too hard for you to find a man willing to pamper them for you."

"You think so?"

"Sure. And you never know. You might actually enjoy having your toes sucked," Brenda said.

"I doubt it."

"Do you know what it says about a man when he's willing to lick my smelly feet for me?"

"That he needs help?"

"Nope. That he's willing to do anything for me. It's like an outpouring of love and adoration. There's nothing 'sick' about it. Foot play can be an extremely intimate experience between two people who care deeply about each other." Hearing Brenda speak warmed my heart and hardened my dick.

"I'll just have to take your word for it," my mother said. "It still makes me feel uncomfortable, but I see your point. You know, David went through a feet phase when he was younger, but I'm glad he grew out of it."

When the topic of their conversation moved away from feet, I quietly made my way back to my room. Their conversation made me think back to the time my mother found links to foot fetish porn on the dining room computer. Often times when she'd leave the house, I'd use the computer to watch porn and jerk off. She seemed disgusted by her findings and couldn't see how anyone could get off on smelly feet. She wasn't very knowledgeable of computers so I told her that our computer had a virus and I'd have to clear it out. For some reason she never suspected me of having a foot fetish. But her words stung me hard and made me feel like a freak. Brenda never made me feel that way. She was the first woman who made me feel like it was okay to be myself; that I didn't have to hide my fetish or my love of smelly feet from her. She adored me and I adored her. And I couldn't wait for the opportunity to service her mature feet again.

A week later, on Sunday, I played basketball with some neighborhood friends for a couple hours. When I returned home, I saw my mother in the kitchen talking on the phone.

"He just stepped in the door," my mother said as she glanced at me. "Want to talk to him?" Then she turned the phone over and said, "Brenda's on the phone. She wants to speak to you."

I walked over and grabbed the phone from here and said, "Hello?"

"Hi, sweetie," Brenda said and hearing the sound of her voice was like being wrapped in a warm blanket. "Are you busy?"

"No, I'm free."

"Do you think you can come over and take a look at my computer again? It seems like my Internet isn't working."

"Sure. I can help you with that," I said, glancing over at my mother. "Just let me shower first and I'll be right over."

"Good. See you soon," she said. Then I hung up the phone.

"What does she want?"

"She's having trouble with her Internet connection," I said. "She wants me to take a look at her computer before she calls someone."

"I see," my mother said.

I rushed to take a shower and made sure to scrub my body thoroughly from head to toe. Then I brushed and flossed my teeth and washed out my mouth with mouthwash. I combed my hair and changed into a fresh pair of clothes. I was going to put on a dress shirt, but then I figured my mother would think something was up. So I decided to wear a simple T-shirt and jeans. I made sure to put on deodorant and cologne so I'd smell good for Brenda. Then I checked myself in the mirror one last time before I headed out the door.

***

Brenda's house was decorated with spider webs, pumpkins, and Halloween decoration lights. She was known for giving out popcorn balls and king sized candy bars to trick-or-treaters. I walked up her driveway and made my way to her front door which had a Halloween wreathe hanging on it. On the ground by my feet was an intricately carved Yoda jack-o'-lantern. My heart was full of excitement as I rang her doorbell and waited a couple minutes until she answered the door wearing denim shorts and a black top. Her makeup was done and her hair was perfect. Judging by her cleavage, I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. As I glanced down, I noticed that she was wearing the same flats she'd caught me licking the last time I came over. She was also wearing an anklet on her right foot.

"Come in, handsome," she said as I stepped inside her house.

"You look stunning," I said and she blushed.

"You're such a charmer and you smell nice too," she said as she rubbed my hair. "You're going to be trouble with the ladies."

I followed her into the living room where we sat down together on the couch and I stared at her gorgeous legs. She paused as she crossed her right leg over her left knee and dangled her foot hypnotically. "As you can see, I'm wearing the stinky flats you seem to love so much. Actually, I've been wearing them for a few days now with nylon socks, just for you. I even slept in them a couple nights," she said and I started breathing heavier. "What's the matter, dear? Cat got your tongue?"

"Uh..."

"I know you've been dreaming of this moment since the last time we played together. And I have too. You make me feel sexy from head to toe and you adore my smelly feet. My ex-husband wouldn't even rub them for me no matter how much I begged him. So my poor tootsies went years being neglected until you came along and gave them some desperately needed TLC. Now, I think you're turning me into a monster," she said with a laugh. "Say something, sweetie. I don't like it when you're this quiet."

"I just can't believe how lucky I am," I said.

"Awww."

"Am I dreaming?" Showing off her flexibility, she positioned her right leg so that her foot was resting on top of her left thigh. At that moment, she slipped off her flat and wiggled her toes. The smell immediately wafted up to my nose and I felt a tingle in my pants. I stared at her smooth, sexy sole as she flexed her toes and wrinkled her arch. I was surprised when she lifted her foot to her face and took a deep whiff.

"I'll let you in on a little secret: sometimes, my own smelly feet turn me on," she said almost in a whisper. "Before, I had to pretend that I was slightly disgusted by the smell. But now that we know each other better, I feel like I can let loose." At that moment, she closed her eyes, sniffed her toes, and moaned softly from the smell. Seeing her nuzzle her nose in her stinky toes was a huge turn on.

After a few moments, she planted her foot on the hardwood floor and slipped off her other flat. And I studied her eyes and lips. Even though the wrinkles on her face showed her age, her youthful spirit always shined through in her smile.

At that moment, she turned to me and I slowly leaned forward to kiss her soft red lips. She opened her mouth and I tasted her tongue as we closed our eyes. We made out vigorously for several minutes and I could feel the heat transferring between our bodies. When she pulled her face away from mine, she stared into my eyes briefly without saying anything.

"What do you say we pick up where we left off at the theater?" she asked with a grin as she grabbed my hand. Then I stood up with her and she led me to her bedroom. "I have an idea. Be a good boy and kneel at the edge of the bed for me."

"Okay," I said as I looked into her eyes, then I got down on the floor in a kneeling position so my head was facing the headboard. I watched as she grabbed a roll of duct-tape from the top of her dresser and ripped off a piece using her teeth. Then she proceeded to tape my mouth shut.

"Consider this a trick. If you do a good job sniffing my feet, I'll let you have your treat." I nodded my head and watched as she slowly climbed on top of the bed and stretched her legs out. Then she slid over to me and wiggled her crimson toes in my face. Her sweaty soles looked incredibly soft and smooth, and I couldn't wait to feel them on my face. "Trick-or-treat, smell my feet. Just don't tug or pull your meat," she said with a laugh. "At least, not yet." As she crossed her ankles, I began sniffing her vinegary toes and I closed my eyes as I moaned from the pleasure. "You're really enjoying this! I'd thought I'd for sure have to tie you up to keep you from escaping," she said with a giggle. "Maybe I should've worn my filthy, stinky flats a bit longer." I continued sniffing her mature toes as I drifted off into footie paradise. I took big whiffs and she giggled as she pressed both of her feet in my face. She spread the toes of her right foot and trapped my nose between her big toe and second toe. "You look so cute sniffing my toes, sweetie. I wish I could keep you here forever." Then she twisted her foot like she was trying to squish a bug on my face.

After ten minutes, she began smothering my face and overwhelming my senses. "Let me wipe all the sweat off on your face." As she used my face as a floor mat, I begged her with my eyes for her to remove the tape. "I'm really enjoying rubbing my stinky, sweaty feet all over your face. And I love seeing how much pleasure it brings you. It looks like you've died and gone to heaven!" she said with a laugh. She continued smothering my face until the tape over my mouth started coming off. "I think I've 'tortured' you enough," she said with a wink. Then she ripped the tape off of my mouth and wiggled her toes. "Are you ready for your treat?"

"Yes, please."

"Kiss my toes first," she said and I puckered up and planted kisses on her sexy toes. "That feels lovely." I continued kissing her toes devotedly. I loved being at her feet. It made me feel incredibly safe and accepted.

"How badly do you want to taste these toes?"

"More than anything," I said and the anticipation was killing me.

"Open wide, naughty boy," she said as she proceeded to stuff her mature toes in my open mouth. And I savored the flavor of each one and they tasted even better than I remembered. I swirled my tongue around and in between them as I looked deep into her eyes. "My toes feel so good in your mouth."

As I continued sucking her toes clean, she reached inside her shorts and began rubbing herself. I sniffed her toes and licked between them as she began moaning hard. She paused for a moment to remove her top, revealing her large, beautiful breasts. Watching her reactions made me even harder. I moved on to her other foot and wrapped my mouth around her toes. I licked, sucked, and nibbled them until they were covered in my saliva. Then I stuck both of her big toes into my mouth at the same time. I licked around and in between them as I watched her bite her lip and play with one of her breasts as she continued rubbing herself.

After five minutes, she pulled her feet away from me and sat up. And I watched as she caressed her sole and slipped her fingers between her toes. She clawed at her sole a bit with her fingernails before she began fondling her breasts. As I stroked my hard cock, I watched as she lifted her foot to her face and licked her sole from the bottom of her heel to the top of her big toe. Then she took her juicy toes into her mouth and began sucking them passionately as she made eye contact with me. Seeing her tongue snake between her toes was one of the hottest things I'd ever seen.

After giving her toes some self-worship, she said, "Take off your clothes." I immediately removed my shirt and tossed it aside. As I undid my belt and removed my jeans, I watched as she removed her shorts. She wasn't wearing any panties underneath and I had full view of her gorgeous furry crotch, which made my dick even harder. I took off my boxers and socks, and then I climbed on top of the bed with her and lay down. She crawled over to me and teased me with her breasts before smothering me with them. Then I kissed and sucked on her nipples. She moaned softly as she rubbed her fingers through my hair.

After worshiping her breasts for a few minutes, she mounted me so that her back was facing me and my head was resting between her soles. "I know how much you love my smelly feet. I wonder if you'd enjoy my smelly ass too," she said as she wiggled her butt.

"Please, let me sniff it," I said.

"Oh, I'll let you sniff it. But I'm sure you'd want to taste it too." My heart starting pounding faster as she lowered her mature sweaty ass onto my face and began gyrating so my nose was smothered in her scent. I almost came before she lifted her ass off my face and I kissed both of her cheeks and sucked on them a bit. As she spread her cheeks, I lifted my head up and sniffed her mature rosebud. "Go ahead sweetie. Taste my asshole." At that moment, I stuck out my tongue and licked around her asshole before delving my tongue deep inside it. And the taste was incredible. She moaned in pleasure and it encouraged me to work my tongue in deeper. When she moved forward a bit to give me a break, I turned my head to the right and began sucking on her heel. Then I turned my head to the left and began sucking on her other heel. "Oh, you want to taste my feet some more," she said as she lifted up her right foot so I could kiss and sniff the tops of her toes. She stroked my manhood and spit on the top of my cock head. Then she crawled away so I had a nice view of her large, round ass and soft wrinkled soles. She located my hard erect cock and began rubbing it between her bare feet. Being a sole lover, her reverse foot job drove me insane. She continued rubbing my manhood and her soles looked sexier than ever.

After five minutes, she turned over so we were facing each other and she began stroking my cock with her feet. At one point she reached down and held my member as she caressed and teased it with her toes. The entire time I couldn't help staring at her mature, hairy pussy and I could almost smell how wet she was. At that moment, she leaned forward and took my rock hard cock into her warm mouth and began sucking it with one foot positioned at the base of my shaft. As she swirled her tongue over the tip before taking it deeper into her mouth, I caressed her other foot and slipped my fingers between her toes. As she gripped my shaft between her feet, she began sucking my cock and working it in and out of her gorgeous mouth. She wiggled her toes and I could feel her caressing my thighs and abs. Her skin was glistening with sweat as she rubbed the tip of my cock on her lips. She began stroking my shaft harder and faster and after a couple minutes, I couldn't take it anymore.

"I'm going to cum," I said. At that moment, she wrapped her lips around my cock head and sucked me until I erupted in her mouth. Then she swallowed my load and continued gently sucking my cock until it stopped spasming and I was able to relax. I took in a deep breath as she adoringly kissed the tip of my dick.

After fifteen minutes of relaxing and caressing each other, she began rubbing herself again. Then she called me over with her finger and I slowly crawled over to her. I put my head between her legs and kissed her thighs. When I couldn't resist the scent of her hot pussy any longer, I buried my face in her fur and took in her strong odor. I could feel my cock starting to harden again as I kissed her dripping, wet pussy softly and licked it a little. She started to moan again as I licked her lips and sucked on her swollen clit. Then I delved my tongue inside her. She put her hand on the back of my head as I continued flicking my tongue while trying not to break my rhythm.

"I need you inside me," she said in between moans. "Fuck me. Fuck me now." At that moment, I repositioned myself and slid my throbbing cock inside her. I can't believe she's letting me fuck her, I thought. I thrusted slowly at first as she wrapped her legs around me. "You feel so good." She moaned and grunted as I began thrusting harder and faster. "Deeper baby, yes!" She unwrapped her legs and moaned louder than ever. "Yes! Yes!" I buried my cock deep inside her as she cried out in pleasure. The smell of our sex filled the air as I continued ramming my cock inside her. "Oh fuck." At that moment, she shuddered and screamed as she orgasmed on my cock. Flooded in her juices, I continued thrusting as her body trembled.

"I'm going to cum," I said. At the last moment, I pulled my cock out and spewed my hot semen all over her naked breasts.

"Holy shit, that was amazing," she said, trying to catch her breath. "I haven't been fucked like that in years." We both panted and stared into each other's eyes. I watched as she rubbed my cum around her nipples. Then she proceeded to lick it all off as she maintained eye contact with the entire time. Afterwards, she sucked my cock clean and then we cuddled in bed with each other.

"You think the neighbors thought about calling the cops?" I asked.

"They probably thought about calling animal control," she said and we both laughed.

After recovering for a bit, we both stepped inside the bathroom and Brenda turned on the shower. As she held her hand under the water, my eyes wandered over her mature, voluptuous body. I loved her curves and the way she seemed to feel at home inside her skin.

I continued admiring her body, almost in a trance, as she stepped inside the shower. I watched as the water washed over her breasts and stomach. My eyes wandered down to her furry, wet pussy and all I could think about was tasting her again. After a few moments, I directed my eyes down to her shapely legs and finally, I glanced down at her perfect feet as the water washed over her red-painted toes and her sexy toe rings.

"Are you coming in?" she asked and I snapped out of my trance. As I stepped inside the shower, she caressed my pecs and abs. "You have a beautiful body, dear. Good thing you have a beautiful mind to go with it." She rubbed her hands all over my back and butt. I loved the feeling of her wet body rubbing against mine. We scrubbed each other's bodies as the shower stream washed away the smell of our sex. I knew our time together was coming to an end, but I wanted to trap ourselves in that moment forever.

After showering and getting dressed, Brenda walked me to the door.

"I feel like I need a cigarette and I don't even smoke," I said and she laughed.

"Never lose your sense of humor," she said. "Before you leave, I have something for you," she said as she handed me a pair of her smelly worn nylon socks. "Who knows when we'll be able to do this again. Life has been a bit hectic for me. But I hope these can hold you over until then."

"Thank you," I said as I stuffed them in my pocket.

"You're welcome, sweetie. They're practically dripping in pure goodness. Knowing you, you'll probably try to make tea out of them," she said with a laugh.

We exchanged one last opened-mouthed kiss before I opened the front door and stepped outside.

***

Later that night I jerked off while smelling Brenda's pungent socks. I knew that what we had wouldn't last forever. But I didn't want to think about that. I only wanted to savor the sweet memories we shared together while they lasted.