"Hmmmm, he's starin' at 'em." the tall sexy blonde whispered to her brunette friend. The two twenty-something college babes were sunbathing, sitting in lounge chairs at a hotel swimming pool. Amazingly only one other guy-and oldish rather dignified dude sat a few feet away trying hard not to drool and pretend he wasn't staring at the two. Hard. Very hard.?! He was out of shape, but the Rolex on his wrist did say something. The two hotties did notice the bulge in his trunks...they giggled.
"I'm just about done-what do ya think?" the blonde asked looking at her newly perfectly painted toes. Full of beautiful sparkles. Both had worked on and prettied up their already perfect sexy feet. As they liked the attention they were getting from Mr Big, they did their own little tests; An adjustment of their bikini top-revealing a bit more boob or a glimpse of a nipple-some attention. A tug on the thong like bottom...slight attention.
Wiggling those toes, flexing those gorgeous feet. Tickling the soles of the feet. Massaging with oil.
"Found his sweet spot," the brunette whispered. Blondie agreed.
"Wonder whatever we could do with these toes?" the brunette chirped. They whispered ideas. Giggled.
They sipped more drinks. It was getting close to noon....and darker. Storm clouds must have kept other hotel guests away; but then it was a week day; Small hotel in a small town. As both lovelies got drunker and drunker they did think about interference; they shrugged it off. They wanted to have some fun.
"Okay, let's start-you roll over first," the blonde said. She stood up and moved her lounge chair close to her friends. A quick slather and massage of lotion on the back; then a giggle and a tug downward on the bottoms...revealing a tight perfectly rounded "cheek." -Little reaction.
"Nice legs...lovely thighs...sexy calf..." Downward lotion massage. The brunette moaned slowly, sexily as the blonde began to oil and massage her feet.
"Hmmmm," the blonde said as she glanced at the "observer." He wore sunglasses; but his face was flushed. He had shifted position to get a better look.
"Oooooh-ummmm-that feels soooo good," the brunette almost made an orgasmic moan as the blonde expertly massaged and stimulated her feet. Glancing down she noticed her erect nipples-'bout twice as big as ever before. Old duffer was licking his lips. Was his pleasure growing too?
"Ouch-don't pinch my toes-Ouccch-stop bending them," the brunette yelled. Blondie snickered. For fun she released the foot, leaned forward and grabbed the back string of the brunettes bikini.
"How bout I rip your top off here and now-huh?" She quickly threw her long leg over the brunette and sat on her lower back. Slipping her arm around under her lovely head she leaned back. Old duffer made no hint of not looking as he stared at the action. His eyes focused on the brunettes full beautiful breasts bulging out of her bikini top, hanging down. The blonde's fingers were inches away; one move and those luscious tits would be fully exposed.
Alas...only a well measured tug....a slight glimpse of the dark stiff nipple. But enough.
"My turn-let me go...My Turn sweetie-and YOUR Footsies!" The words were angry, firm, sexy. Blondie released her erotic hold, returned to her own lounge chair; she unfolded it flat; nonchalantly moving it closer to the old dude. He was almost panting.
"Don't you ever, EVER test me again like that-or I'll slap you silly, pound your big boobs and strip you naked-and then I'll work over your pretty little perfect sexy feet, got it?" the brunette snarled. She tried not to giggle when she got to the feet part. She was watching the blondes eyes that were watching Mr "Foot Fetish" man.
"Man does he have a Package." blondie thought. She was getting hornier (and drunker) by the minute. She had a few guys in her past that loved fancy "foot work." She had taught her brunette friend a few tricks. Both babes were glad they had found this kind of stuff out. They already knew about the girl on girl fight stuff. This was just like frosting (erotic sweetness) on the cake.
First a good muscle massage and a bit of softness. The brunette oiled the blondes legs down and firmly massaged each muscle. Then massaged each luscious inch of the sexy foot. Then she told the blonde to relax and close her eyes.
"Why, what the hell for?"
"Because I said so-do what I say-BITCH!" The brunette and blonde exchanged a few words and suddenly the brunette leaned as the blonde sat up. A vicious pull of that long silky blonde hair. The blonde kicked her legs; a struggle; then pow; blondies flat foot caught the brunette square in the pubic mound. A gasp; wobbly legs. The blonde leaped to her feet, snapped a punch to her rivals ribs, grabbed her hair, jerked her head down and slammed her knee into her chin. Brunette dazed and weakened offered little resistance as blondie put her on the lounge chair flat on her back. A flurry of motion.
"There, there, don't get sassy with me-you'll get all tied up." Topless and tied to the lounge chair with her own bikini top.
Mr Big was sitting straight up, gulping his second drink in less than sixty seconds.
"Now I'm gonna show you some manners," blondie chirped. She stood over her topless rival. She lifted up a luscious leg....every muscle was flexed, taught; she wiggled her painted toes. She placed her foot on the brunettes flat vulnerable belly; a gasp as the long sexy toes dug in; the heel pressed against the pubic mound.
And then...with a smirk blondie moved her foot slowly downward over the thin fabric of the bikini brief. Sexy toes curled catching the top of the fabric....A slow firm pull downward....a luscious neatly trimmed dark bush was in full view. Cough. Hack. Was Mr Big okay?
"Just take another drink, breathe deep sir and enjoy the show," Blondie shouted. She flashed a hand signal at the assistant manager of the hotel-a lady; that nothing was needed. The lady smiled broadly, licked her lips, went back through the open door and stood silently watching....She was horney as hell; "I bet my man loves foot stuff too" she mused thinking over the years of their rather boring sexy life. She kicked off her heels...flexed her toes....
"My, aren't you a little show off..." the blonde chirped. The brunette started to cuss and curse her friend out; made a few threats-idle threats-at least for now in her current position.
"Don't sass me," blondie snarled. She moved her foot slightly; the ball of her foot pressed hard against the pubic mound. With a slight adjustment and a wicked smirk, she moved her toes expertly.
"Yeooowwccch...Aieeeeee," the busty brunette bawled and whimpered....toes, lovely sexy toes were tangled in and holding, gripping soft curly pubes...and pulling...
"I just love to pull hair-other bitches' hair," blondie snickered.
Two big luscious firm breasts bounced and jiggled as the brunette wiggled and squirmed.
"My oh my, look at those nips!" Observance made by Mr Big, Mrs assistant manager and blondie herself.
"Stop. Stop it-Pleassse," the brunette gasped, her lovely eyes getting moist.
"Okay...I'll stop," Blondie quickly agreed. "We're still friends right girl?" No response...verbal anyways. A bit of relief.
"You know what-I almost forgot something," blondie announced shaking her pretty little head. She took a few steps, raised that gorgeous leg again; slowlly flexed her perfect long sexy toes. She smiled, winked at her helpless rival. Turned and winked at Mr Big. My what a package!
Dread filled the brunettes eyes as that beautiful sexy foot slowly moved...closer and closer...the big toe first, then the others pushed against the full luscious firm mound. Ever increasing erotic pressure.
"Uhhhhh, no not my boob, please."
Blondie giggled, licked her lips. She turned her foot; pressed sideways against the erotic mountain until she heard a whimper;then the bottom of her foot repeated the erotic move; suddenly she stopped, only to return...those lovely expert dexterious toes moved closer and closer...the thick erect super sensitive nipple was the target.
"Ouchhhh.argggggh...Eeeeeeeeeiiiiahhh." Brunette winched; Blonde giggled. Mr Biggggg-well the name kind of says it all....
"Hmmmmm, yes the nipple, pinch her nipple....how hot, how sizzlingggg hot." One assistant hotel manager felt breathless in a steamy sexy erotic sort of way.
"I've always been jealous of your big perfect tits! This is soooo much fun...Like my feet? They're going to really get to know you sweetie...."
