paracarl44
Wielder of 100 Feathers
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One evening I had just completed some sales in a neighboring town and was in need of some food and refreshments. I stopped at a bar at the edge of town to find it really busy. There was a stool open next to a girl known as Suzy. I had known Suzy for some time as she was a regular customer there.
I said hello to her, and ordered a beer. I noticed that she was sitting next to a man that I did not know. I then ordered a sandwich, and shortly thereafter another beer.
Now Suzy was a type of girl who usually wore jeans and sneakers. But on this night she had on a dress and black slip off shoes and nylons. After awhile she slipped off her shoe and crossed her leg with her nyloned sole facing me. I didn't know what to make of this as she had little conversation with the man beside her. I kept glancing at her nyloned sole, and not knowing if the man sitting next to her was her date I was reluctant to make any sort of move.
Finally the man next to her left and I took my finger and gently stroked her sole from the heel to mid arch before she pulled her foot away. This caused her to giggle lightly and she said: "My feet are very sensitive".
Now I wanted to play with those feet in the worst way possible. I bought us a round of drinks and made idle talk so as not to scare her off.
Several drinks later I asked if I could take her home. Now she lived with her mother, but as luck would have it her mother was out of town.
She invited me in and I had purchased a six pack, so there would be some liquid refreshments for the evening.
She went to the kitchen and got some glasses for the beer, slipping out of the shoes that she was wearing.
We settled on the couch and in the conversation that followed she said that she was on her feet all day at the fashion store where she worked.
This gave me the opportunity that I was looking for. I asked her if she would like me to massage her feet. She smiled and said that her feet were very sensitive, and then placed them on my lap.
Now Suzy was a brown eyed brunette standing 5' 7" with a slim body. Her feet were about a size 7 and narrow. I immediately started massaging her left foot with both hands using my thumbs on her nyloned sole. She had laid back and was smiling as I gave her foot a through massage. Then after five minutes on her left foot I gave her the same treatment on her right foot. I told her that her sensitive feet should be used as a pleasure point on her body.
After massaging both feet I said to her that it was time for a sensitive test. I had a firm grip on her ankle as I ran my finger from her heel all the way to the base of her toes. She giggled while trying to pull her foot away saying: "That tickles, I told you that my feet were sensitive". I did the same thing to her right foot causing her to giggle again. I then went back to massaging her feet some more. She commented that I had a very unique way of massaging her feet that made them feel so good.
I now just had to tickle. I grasped he left ankle and tickled with four fingers on her instep. This caused her to laugh saying: "That really tickles". I repeated the same way on her right foot and saying: "I really had to tickle you". I massaged her feet some more after I had tickled her and she said that I really had a way of making her sore feet feel better.
I finished my beer while massaging her feet, and when I left she gave me a hearty kiss on the lips.
I said hello to her, and ordered a beer. I noticed that she was sitting next to a man that I did not know. I then ordered a sandwich, and shortly thereafter another beer.
Now Suzy was a type of girl who usually wore jeans and sneakers. But on this night she had on a dress and black slip off shoes and nylons. After awhile she slipped off her shoe and crossed her leg with her nyloned sole facing me. I didn't know what to make of this as she had little conversation with the man beside her. I kept glancing at her nyloned sole, and not knowing if the man sitting next to her was her date I was reluctant to make any sort of move.
Finally the man next to her left and I took my finger and gently stroked her sole from the heel to mid arch before she pulled her foot away. This caused her to giggle lightly and she said: "My feet are very sensitive".
Now I wanted to play with those feet in the worst way possible. I bought us a round of drinks and made idle talk so as not to scare her off.
Several drinks later I asked if I could take her home. Now she lived with her mother, but as luck would have it her mother was out of town.
She invited me in and I had purchased a six pack, so there would be some liquid refreshments for the evening.
She went to the kitchen and got some glasses for the beer, slipping out of the shoes that she was wearing.
We settled on the couch and in the conversation that followed she said that she was on her feet all day at the fashion store where she worked.
This gave me the opportunity that I was looking for. I asked her if she would like me to massage her feet. She smiled and said that her feet were very sensitive, and then placed them on my lap.
Now Suzy was a brown eyed brunette standing 5' 7" with a slim body. Her feet were about a size 7 and narrow. I immediately started massaging her left foot with both hands using my thumbs on her nyloned sole. She had laid back and was smiling as I gave her foot a through massage. Then after five minutes on her left foot I gave her the same treatment on her right foot. I told her that her sensitive feet should be used as a pleasure point on her body.
After massaging both feet I said to her that it was time for a sensitive test. I had a firm grip on her ankle as I ran my finger from her heel all the way to the base of her toes. She giggled while trying to pull her foot away saying: "That tickles, I told you that my feet were sensitive". I did the same thing to her right foot causing her to giggle again. I then went back to massaging her feet some more. She commented that I had a very unique way of massaging her feet that made them feel so good.
I now just had to tickle. I grasped he left ankle and tickled with four fingers on her instep. This caused her to laugh saying: "That really tickles". I repeated the same way on her right foot and saying: "I really had to tickle you". I massaged her feet some more after I had tickled her and she said that I really had a way of making her sore feet feel better.
I finished my beer while massaging her feet, and when I left she gave me a hearty kiss on the lips.
