Dresses, Sandals, and a Fat Ass
My housemate has a habit that drives me insane. She wears sandals with the most stunning long dresses. During summer, footwear gradually transformed into flats, then sneakers, and, ultimately, sandals and flip-flops. It was as if a tropical paradise walked into my house every day. Her sun-tanned skin, golden and silky, was irresistible to me.
What really began to affect me, however, was her constant use of sandals. Sometimes she wore impressive new ones, and other times she opted for old flip-flops. I'm not a foot fetishist, but her feet became the only thing I could stare at without examining her voluptuous breasts. With her exposed feet, she was carelessly unconcerned about displaying them. Occasionally, she would poise her luminous, silky soles right next to my leg without realizing how titillating it was for me.
The turning point was when she arrived extremely drunk one night.
"Ewww, I can't stand the smell of my intoxicated feet. I'm so wasted," she slurred as she tossed off her chocolate-brown leather sandals across the room, presumably unable to maintain her balance. Then, she simply collapsed on the couch.
This was my opportunity. With her on her stomach, her toes were exposed. I didn't attempt to take a whiff of her feet, too scared. But her sandals, I took one quick whiff.
That was my plan.
Picking up her sandals, I noticed they were well-worn. Her toe sweat had stained the leather, leaving prints of the Goddess. My mind raced with thoughts about how many times I'd seen her wearing these sandals. Did she know how old and worn they had become?
But she was still passed out.
First, I took a whiff of the strap that lies between her big and second toes. I had no idea what to expect; I'd never smelled a shoe before.
A potent, earthy, feet fragrance invaded my sinuses, instigating a foot-sniffing frenzy. Just one inhalation was all it took to addict me. I slid down the sandal and inhaled the less intense, yet still powerful scent around the heel where she'd been wearing them all night.
I had accidentally been stroking myself. Fuck it. I had desired her toes more than the sandal. I longed for her foot sweat to fill my nostrils.
I approached her. Her feet, her destiny, now in my grasp. This was the first time I had viewed feet as sexual. And it was the first time I had control over my roommate.
I lifted her feet towards my face, marveling at the unique way her toes and toes extended and opened, like a deck of playing cards. I leaned in...
"Oh, by the way, your panties also smell quite good."
I'd been discovered. Shit.
She kicked me in the face, mumbling, "I'm drunk, barefoot, horny, and probably won't recall this - so do whatever you were going to do to my feet."
"I'm not a foot fetishist. I merely wanted to know your sandals' fragrance."
"Prove to me you're not the stereotypical foot deviant. Take off my panties and inhale them. Forget the feet."
Gaining access to this luscious island body was more than I could have dreamed of; however, I would struggle to avoid her voluptuous feet. Tongan women have pliable, meaty feet with thick soles that can withstand not wearing shoes or socks. But the soles were also soft and require pampering.
I reached up her skirt and felt the incredible warmth between her butt cheeks. I fumbled around her massive behind until I found a thin, fragile piece of fabric that definitely couldn't hide her pussy. I swiftly pulled it down until it got snagged between her toes.
I wanted to steal another whiff of those sharp, pungent island feet. I positioned her toes to my face again, pretending I was just sniffing her underwear.
Another kick. "Leave. My. Toes. Alone!" Kick. Damn, her kicks were quite potent. And her feet were chunky, giving them a good impact. I loved it. "Don't you like butts and pussy?" She wiggled her toes, causing her panties to fall off her feet. I lifted them to my nose and took a deep inhale. The scent of pussy filled my lungs.
"I do." I was still sniffing her somewhat damp panties.
She was still lying on her stomach when she turned her head towards me. "Show me."
I lifted up her skirt and the biggest, thickest ass appeared before me. It was jiggling and she was barely moving. "Put your face in my ass." I pressed my face against her plump, island butt cheeks. "More." I moved in further until I was completely concealed. "You like big butts huh?"
I let out a muffled, "Mhmm."
"You like big, thick, bouncy Pacific Islander butts?" I couldn't answer, I was enjoying being smothered by her ass cheeks too much. "How does it smell down there, loser?"
I lifted my head and took a deep breath, gasping for air. "So good." She had a really nice, tropical aroma. I could tell she had been in these panties, sweating, maybe getting wet, for a while. But there wasn't anything foul or putrid.
"My sweaty ass tends to clean me a bit. Do you wanna lick?" My tongue was already out. "Ohh fuck. Chew on that fat ass. Fuck." She tasted so delicious. "My pussy is getting all wet and squishy.. ohhh.. keep devouring." The taste was getting a bit bitter, but I didn't mind. "My toes! My toes! You're making them curl." I turned around to see her toe movements, but I was met with another kick. This time stronger. "I said. No. Fucking. Feet. Got it?"
She kicked me so hard my lower jaw was a bit sore. I nodded.
"Good. Since I can't trust you to stop messing with my fucking feet, you're going to go get my white ankle socks. No more creeping on my feet. Starting from now on, when I come home, as soon as I take off my sandals, you're going to bring me a pair of clean, white socks and put them on my large feet. No sniffing, no licking. You're only going to see me in white socks from now on."
I went to go get her socks. Even though I wasn't into feet, I was disappointed. My first experience with feet was disappearing before my eyes. Big, thick, meaty Pacific Islander feet. I almost came in my pants just thinking about her fat toes in my mouth.
"Coming", I said as I walked towards her, white socks in hand.
She extended her foot and pointed her toes. "No touching my feet. Just the sock."
Bummer. This was going to be challenging.
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