There is a sports bar town where a bunch of us get together to play poker. This place is known for hiring some of the nicest looking ladies.
I have been a regular since the place opened about two years ago. Over that time, I made a lot of new friends including the bar staff. One bartender in particular, Let's call her M. M is naturally beautiful, about 5'3" 100 lbs, long blonde hair, blue green eyes, very perky boobs and very adorable size 5-6 feet.
I had the opportunity several times to see her in flip flops and even bare foot and her feet are just magical. I normally am a very good judge of size, but I could never decide if she was a size 5 or a 6. She is a very nice and sweet person and I went out of my way to be friendly and flirty with her. And oh, how I fanticized about her feet!
Over the two years that have been going there, I developed the reputation of being a very freindly and funny guy who never got out of line and tipped very nicely.
Just recently, I was sitting at a table getting ready to start play and M walked into the room. We smiled at each other and she came over. We made idle chit chat and she went on about how this was going to be a lonely week for her as her freinds and roomates were out of town. She specifically mentioned that Wednesday was going to be bad because she was off work and home alone that day. She asked in a joking tone "maybe you should come over and keep me company?" "Sure" I joked back. "I will bring the wine, you pick out a nice movie and we can cozy up on the sofa and watch it."
The next thing I herd got my heart pounding. "Sure" she said. "I can make us a little something or maybe we can order a pizza?, What time can you be there?" This was not in a playful tone. She was serious. I stumbled for a response. After all, I was not expecting her to mean it. "um, ok, sure how does 7:00 pm sound?" She agreed and walked off giving me a wink first.
I was completely taken over by anticipation. I played like crap and could not focus on anything but her feet and how could I make a move to touch them. M came by and handed me a folded napkin with her address inside. It had a note that said see ya in two days at 7 with smiley face on it. I was so crazy now, I picked the few chips I had left, cashed out and went home.
The next two days were like two years, but finally I made to M's place. She smiled when she greeted me at the door and let me in. The first thing I noticed was that she was in grey sweat pants, those killer little thin white footie-type ankle socks and white and yellow t-shirt.
I handed her the wine and she thanked me for it and told me to get comfy on the sofa while she poured us some. When I saw the couch, I knew I was going to have a great chance to snuggle with her as she had a giant afgan bunched up in the middle of it. It gave me the message that it was cover up and cuddle time! "have a seat she said as she entered theroom, I will put the movie on." I sat down and kind of half covered one leg, waiting to see what she would do. She walked to the couch smiled and got on to the left of me and completely covered us both up. She hooked her arm around mine and kind of pulled us together. We sat, watching the movie and drinking wine. After several re-fills she came back to the couch, set her glass down and this time she streched out and put her feet on my lap before covering us back up. "I hope you dont mind." she said. "No, not at all. This was the whole point to just chill out right?" She smiled and winked at me.
Over the next 10-min or so, I tried to find an excuse to move my hands to her feet. Just to hold them. She flexed her feet a few times but I could not tell if it was a message or just normal movement. Finally I just did it. I picked up my glass, took a big drink and after setting it down half yawned and placed both hands under the afgan directly on both feet. I kind of half squeezed them and turn to her and smiled. She smiled back and felxed her feet playfully. For the next several minuets, I lightly moved my hands around kinda plam massaging her feet very lightly. She seemed to be receptive to it so I became more deliberate and began a light massage on her socked feet. When I herd her let out a content and drawn out sigh, I knew I was in.
I slowly backed out of massage mode and very carefully went into single finger tickle mode, but very slow and very light. I looked over at her and was met with a smile and foot flex. I continued only more deliberate this time, I was now trying to lightly tickle her feet through her socks. A got a couple of nice flinches and a few breif giggles but she never said anything and kept her feet on my lap. When I took my index finger and placed under her ankle sock she stiffened up and very quietly said "uh oh." I began to slide the ankle sock off of her foot and she allowed it to happen. When I reached for her other foot, she kind of lifted it up to help me out. I removed that sock and now had her bare feet on my lap with her implied permission to touch them!!!!
I could feel my pulse on the top of my head! I reached over twith two fingers and made soft contact. She flinched a bit and I started to glide my fingers over the center of her right sole. I moved very slow and tried to tickle as lightly as I could. She giggled and flinched but kept her foot on my lap. I tickled her left sole the same way, that foot seemed to be more ticklish as she laughed a few times but kept her foot on me. I spent the next several min tracing my finger tips lightly along her heels, the edges of her feet, her toes and across her awesome arches. Her arches were very ticklish and she could not stay still for those tickles, but she tried very hard to.
While she was moving her feet around she came into contact with a rather large bulge in my pants. She stopped and sat up and said "you are as tickled as me eh?" I kind of blushed. She told me it was alright and asked if playing with her feet caused the bulge to which I said yes. I pulled off the covers and held her feet. She started to rub them over me and said "Lay back, my feet get a trun to play with you now."
I undid my pants and she helped me "out" so to speak. I layed back and she proceeded to rub her awesome and ticklish bare feet on me. She played a game where she tried to tickle her feet on my stiff little friend which just the concept of really turned me on! She managed to make herself giggle a few times. I reached down and tickled her feet as they moved back and forth over me untill I had the most incredible orgasam of my life!
It was a very special night. I can not wait to do it again!
Oh, by the way, they are a size 5 and a half.
I have been a regular since the place opened about two years ago. Over that time, I made a lot of new friends including the bar staff. One bartender in particular, Let's call her M. M is naturally beautiful, about 5'3" 100 lbs, long blonde hair, blue green eyes, very perky boobs and very adorable size 5-6 feet.
I had the opportunity several times to see her in flip flops and even bare foot and her feet are just magical. I normally am a very good judge of size, but I could never decide if she was a size 5 or a 6. She is a very nice and sweet person and I went out of my way to be friendly and flirty with her. And oh, how I fanticized about her feet!
Over the two years that have been going there, I developed the reputation of being a very freindly and funny guy who never got out of line and tipped very nicely.
Just recently, I was sitting at a table getting ready to start play and M walked into the room. We smiled at each other and she came over. We made idle chit chat and she went on about how this was going to be a lonely week for her as her freinds and roomates were out of town. She specifically mentioned that Wednesday was going to be bad because she was off work and home alone that day. She asked in a joking tone "maybe you should come over and keep me company?" "Sure" I joked back. "I will bring the wine, you pick out a nice movie and we can cozy up on the sofa and watch it."
The next thing I herd got my heart pounding. "Sure" she said. "I can make us a little something or maybe we can order a pizza?, What time can you be there?" This was not in a playful tone. She was serious. I stumbled for a response. After all, I was not expecting her to mean it. "um, ok, sure how does 7:00 pm sound?" She agreed and walked off giving me a wink first.
I was completely taken over by anticipation. I played like crap and could not focus on anything but her feet and how could I make a move to touch them. M came by and handed me a folded napkin with her address inside. It had a note that said see ya in two days at 7 with smiley face on it. I was so crazy now, I picked the few chips I had left, cashed out and went home.
The next two days were like two years, but finally I made to M's place. She smiled when she greeted me at the door and let me in. The first thing I noticed was that she was in grey sweat pants, those killer little thin white footie-type ankle socks and white and yellow t-shirt.
I handed her the wine and she thanked me for it and told me to get comfy on the sofa while she poured us some. When I saw the couch, I knew I was going to have a great chance to snuggle with her as she had a giant afgan bunched up in the middle of it. It gave me the message that it was cover up and cuddle time! "have a seat she said as she entered theroom, I will put the movie on." I sat down and kind of half covered one leg, waiting to see what she would do. She walked to the couch smiled and got on to the left of me and completely covered us both up. She hooked her arm around mine and kind of pulled us together. We sat, watching the movie and drinking wine. After several re-fills she came back to the couch, set her glass down and this time she streched out and put her feet on my lap before covering us back up. "I hope you dont mind." she said. "No, not at all. This was the whole point to just chill out right?" She smiled and winked at me.
Over the next 10-min or so, I tried to find an excuse to move my hands to her feet. Just to hold them. She flexed her feet a few times but I could not tell if it was a message or just normal movement. Finally I just did it. I picked up my glass, took a big drink and after setting it down half yawned and placed both hands under the afgan directly on both feet. I kind of half squeezed them and turn to her and smiled. She smiled back and felxed her feet playfully. For the next several minuets, I lightly moved my hands around kinda plam massaging her feet very lightly. She seemed to be receptive to it so I became more deliberate and began a light massage on her socked feet. When I herd her let out a content and drawn out sigh, I knew I was in.
I slowly backed out of massage mode and very carefully went into single finger tickle mode, but very slow and very light. I looked over at her and was met with a smile and foot flex. I continued only more deliberate this time, I was now trying to lightly tickle her feet through her socks. A got a couple of nice flinches and a few breif giggles but she never said anything and kept her feet on my lap. When I took my index finger and placed under her ankle sock she stiffened up and very quietly said "uh oh." I began to slide the ankle sock off of her foot and she allowed it to happen. When I reached for her other foot, she kind of lifted it up to help me out. I removed that sock and now had her bare feet on my lap with her implied permission to touch them!!!!
I could feel my pulse on the top of my head! I reached over twith two fingers and made soft contact. She flinched a bit and I started to glide my fingers over the center of her right sole. I moved very slow and tried to tickle as lightly as I could. She giggled and flinched but kept her foot on my lap. I tickled her left sole the same way, that foot seemed to be more ticklish as she laughed a few times but kept her foot on me. I spent the next several min tracing my finger tips lightly along her heels, the edges of her feet, her toes and across her awesome arches. Her arches were very ticklish and she could not stay still for those tickles, but she tried very hard to.
While she was moving her feet around she came into contact with a rather large bulge in my pants. She stopped and sat up and said "you are as tickled as me eh?" I kind of blushed. She told me it was alright and asked if playing with her feet caused the bulge to which I said yes. I pulled off the covers and held her feet. She started to rub them over me and said "Lay back, my feet get a trun to play with you now."
I undid my pants and she helped me "out" so to speak. I layed back and she proceeded to rub her awesome and ticklish bare feet on me. She played a game where she tried to tickle her feet on my stiff little friend which just the concept of really turned me on! She managed to make herself giggle a few times. I reached down and tickled her feet as they moved back and forth over me untill I had the most incredible orgasam of my life!
It was a very special night. I can not wait to do it again!
Oh, by the way, they are a size 5 and a half.
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