My lecturer Mr. Simpson was 34yrs and married but clearly had shown me attention and wanted higher grades for my course work and could use him to gain just that so hung back after the lecture 3 months ago and made clear he of interest to me and needed help with a project which he said he could assist me with suggesting his wife away upstate that it best be at his home and soon in his car noted he slid his shoes off and drove socked feet on pedals and remarked noticed he slipped his shoes off under his desk often too and he said that he hoped they didn't smell but his feet got hot n' sweaty! There was a foot smell but made out not a problem to me and soon in his lounge! We had a drink and relaxed and told him I sensed he liking me and he admitted it, so this 22yr old told him I found him attractive and we soon in his bedroom and engaged in role play with me the student seducing his teacher and he told me his wife submissive in their role plays so quite like to switch!
Stripped to his briefs and black nylon socks with ball gag and eye mask and secured on his stomach to the bed I whispered in his ear he was a bad boy and needed punishing for subjecting me to the stink of his feet and size 13 feet as the soles of his discarded loafer shoes showed, I was going to tickle his feet and make him suffer ticklish torment as long as I liked! Securing his socked feet together I'd sensed touching them how incredibly ticklish his feet were. Now responsive moans from him verified it and told him I seem to have struck a nerve and verbally taunting him!
"I bet you wished any other punishment but not tickling your feet and hoping their aroma putting me off but to the contrary, their raunchy, masculine aroma intoxicating and reckon they'll taste ripe Conrad! I sense you very ticklish on your feet Mr. Simpson so crazy if I didn’t take advantage of this fact, and tickle you silly Sir!?”
Facing both large upturned socked soles I began stroking them and smiling as immediately th tickling sensations meant muffled frantic squirming and giggles from him and soon uncontrollable laughter which amused me and told him his hysterical laughter excited me as so did the thought of tickle torturing him being so vulnerable and helpless! Told him his being so hideously ticklish meant much more encouragment for me to tickle him with no relief in sight and he never forget our session together reacting to my merciless stroking of his soles making his toes flex! I leaned into his socked soles and deeply inhaled their aroma and he flinched when socks peeled off!
"Mmmm Sir wanted to get this close to your socked feet under your desk and wondered what they looked like bare and not disappointed Sir, greast shaped toes and highish arches and Mmmmmm smell like feet and look reacting to my carefully exploring your soles delicate soles very gentle so maddening strokes just enough to keep you giggling helplessly, but not enough to force you into complete hysterics Conrad!"
Then suddenly began running all five of my fingers frantically up and down my tutor's bare soles causing him to explode into hysterical laughter. His feet frantically wiggling to escape this new torment, then gentle but well placed teasing touches that sent Mr. Simpson into shrieks of hysterical laughter.From a dry flower arrangement in the lounge I'd taken the feather and now used it teasing the bottoms of his delicate toes and then began sawing the feathers in-between his toes as he giggled helplessly! Soon though reverted stroking the length of his large feet, up and down the soles of Conrad's feet with deliberate strokes intended to torture him into a state of sheer hysteria! It worked!
I then began running my tongue in between each of his toes enjoying their salty taste and began sucking on his toes and the lickling drove him berserk! Both feet deliciously stinky, warm n' sweaty as I deeply breathed in the aroma as the lickling drove him to near insanity and he screamed with hysterical laughter from my licking in between all of his toes and sucking on each and every one of them!
"Sir I have a proposal you will agree to unless you want Mrs. Simpson knowing how you like men and it made known to President Collins of the college and you likely losing your job fraternising with a male student so these feet, your feet are now my feet to see, taste and smell when I choose, my feet to tickle and lickle when I decide and that's one evening a week after a lecture and you advised by me the day before so will wear the same black nylon socks two days, worn the day before and the day - evening we meet! I want them sweaty, smelly and sensitive!"
I then resumed stroking the soles of his bare feet.and my deliberate strokes intended to torture Mr. Simpson into a state of sheer hysteria. It worked and I spent a
good long time tormenting his bare soles with my fingers until he nodded agreement to my proposal! Then loving their addictive rich taste licked in between his toes and sucked on them all and breathed in the odour of his large bare soles and toes deeply and steadily! Then massaged both of his feet and told him I loved the feel of his feet and now my feet and he best get used to my enjoying everyting about his feet and he has no choice but to comply with his feet now being my feet!
Stripped to his briefs and black nylon socks with ball gag and eye mask and secured on his stomach to the bed I whispered in his ear he was a bad boy and needed punishing for subjecting me to the stink of his feet and size 13 feet as the soles of his discarded loafer shoes showed, I was going to tickle his feet and make him suffer ticklish torment as long as I liked! Securing his socked feet together I'd sensed touching them how incredibly ticklish his feet were. Now responsive moans from him verified it and told him I seem to have struck a nerve and verbally taunting him!
"I bet you wished any other punishment but not tickling your feet and hoping their aroma putting me off but to the contrary, their raunchy, masculine aroma intoxicating and reckon they'll taste ripe Conrad! I sense you very ticklish on your feet Mr. Simpson so crazy if I didn’t take advantage of this fact, and tickle you silly Sir!?”
Facing both large upturned socked soles I began stroking them and smiling as immediately th tickling sensations meant muffled frantic squirming and giggles from him and soon uncontrollable laughter which amused me and told him his hysterical laughter excited me as so did the thought of tickle torturing him being so vulnerable and helpless! Told him his being so hideously ticklish meant much more encouragment for me to tickle him with no relief in sight and he never forget our session together reacting to my merciless stroking of his soles making his toes flex! I leaned into his socked soles and deeply inhaled their aroma and he flinched when socks peeled off!
"Mmmm Sir wanted to get this close to your socked feet under your desk and wondered what they looked like bare and not disappointed Sir, greast shaped toes and highish arches and Mmmmmm smell like feet and look reacting to my carefully exploring your soles delicate soles very gentle so maddening strokes just enough to keep you giggling helplessly, but not enough to force you into complete hysterics Conrad!"
Then suddenly began running all five of my fingers frantically up and down my tutor's bare soles causing him to explode into hysterical laughter. His feet frantically wiggling to escape this new torment, then gentle but well placed teasing touches that sent Mr. Simpson into shrieks of hysterical laughter.From a dry flower arrangement in the lounge I'd taken the feather and now used it teasing the bottoms of his delicate toes and then began sawing the feathers in-between his toes as he giggled helplessly! Soon though reverted stroking the length of his large feet, up and down the soles of Conrad's feet with deliberate strokes intended to torture him into a state of sheer hysteria! It worked!
I then began running my tongue in between each of his toes enjoying their salty taste and began sucking on his toes and the lickling drove him berserk! Both feet deliciously stinky, warm n' sweaty as I deeply breathed in the aroma as the lickling drove him to near insanity and he screamed with hysterical laughter from my licking in between all of his toes and sucking on each and every one of them!
"Sir I have a proposal you will agree to unless you want Mrs. Simpson knowing how you like men and it made known to President Collins of the college and you likely losing your job fraternising with a male student so these feet, your feet are now my feet to see, taste and smell when I choose, my feet to tickle and lickle when I decide and that's one evening a week after a lecture and you advised by me the day before so will wear the same black nylon socks two days, worn the day before and the day - evening we meet! I want them sweaty, smelly and sensitive!"
I then resumed stroking the soles of his bare feet.and my deliberate strokes intended to torture Mr. Simpson into a state of sheer hysteria. It worked and I spent a
good long time tormenting his bare soles with my fingers until he nodded agreement to my proposal! Then loving their addictive rich taste licked in between his toes and sucked on them all and breathed in the odour of his large bare soles and toes deeply and steadily! Then massaged both of his feet and told him I loved the feel of his feet and now my feet and he best get used to my enjoying everyting about his feet and he has no choice but to comply with his feet now being my feet!
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