Ste Letto
09-04-2004, 7:53 AM
Thanks for thecontinued interest guys!
Eddie Teddy part 7 (a)
Several days later Eddie found himself on the floor of Jessica’s living room while Jessica playfully dug her bare toes into his groin. She had only been home from work for a few minutes. Her recently discarded high heeled sandals lay on their sides close by. Her pure white feet made a sharp contrast with her black pants. Her left ankle and heel were raised, as she pressed her toes and the ball of her foot down onto the top of his thigh. She knew this would hurt him, but she didn’t care, she just didn’t want him to slide away from her. With her right foot she probed, pressed and prodded his crotch. She wormed and wiggled her toes in between his legs, her face a picture of concentration.
“I wish you had balls so I could crush them,” she told him sternly. She smiled grimly, and continued probing. Then she paused. She pulled her toes up and back a little, then pressed them in again. She wasn’t sure, but she thought she felt something. She pressed harder, and yes, there was something. Just below the surface she felt two orbs, two little round things. She smiled. “Why Eddie, maybe you do have some balls after all.” She touched, prodded and probed the developing area. Her toes stroked over his balls, which now protruded from his body, hanging away slightly, just like real balls. She spread her toes, and clamped them round the material that separated his balls from his stomach. She smiled, then tugged on the trapped nuts.
Eddie felt sharp bolts of pain shooting up from his groin, it felt as if she were sticking needles into him down there. Jessica’s left foot still pinned him by the leg, trapping him at her torturing feet. She began humming softly, content and amused. “I bet this really hurts,” she announced, pulling so hard she thought his bollocks might rip free from his body. “Too bad you’re helpless ehh?” She chuckled. “Poor little Eddie, helpless at a girl’s feet.” She laughed. “Imagine being helpless at my mom’s feet, or Kirsten’s or even,” she paused, “Linda’s!”
Eddie was doing everything he could not to imagine those things. Jessica’s mom, Maria, was bad enough, but Kirsten was Jessica’s sister who’d never liked him, and Linda, Linda was the ex from hell. They had split up because she was a bit crazy and jealous. He really didn’t want Linda getting her feet on him.
“Let’s see,” Jessica mused, working her toes up and down on his trapped ballsacks, “I could say you’re a toy from the sex shop, and that you lick feet if the girl pumps on your balls like this. Sort of like working a foot pump.” She laughed, “Yeah!!! A foot pump, they’d buy that. He hee. You’d be in agony as they pumped and pounded at your balls, and licking away at their nasty, dirty, sweaty, greasy feet. Ooooohh, it just gets better and better.”
Jessica smiled down at Eddie, and kept pumping her toes up and down. “I think I’ll ring my mom right now, see if she wants to come over.” Eddie could only lie there in helpless fear as Jessica dialled her mom. He heard laughter and chatter, then he heard Maria saying she’d be right over. “Hurry mom,” Jessica said, “there’ll be a treat for your feet!” Maria tried to guess what it could be, but Jessica wouldn’t say. “I’ve been on my feet all day at the shop,” Maria said plaintively.
Jessica hung up and said “Not long now Eddie, mom’s on her way!” Eddie felt sick inside. It wasn’t that Maria was unattractive, far from it, she was only 38, and she’d kept her looks and figure. She was a tall woman, with shiny black hair, an Italian face, a curvy body, big boobs and nice ass, but she always wore boots. He remembered one drunken night the three of them had been together, him Jess and Maria. He’d ended up on the floor at his mum in law’s feet, and she had planted her cowboy boots in his lap, bumping his manhood. “Take them off please,” she had said, stamping her heels alternately into his thighs. A laughing Eddie had complied, but then he’d nearly puked because her feet smelled rancid, like corndogs left to go bad. He didn’t want them sitting wet and slimy on his little face, with him unable to do anything but sniff them and lick them.
Before he knew it Jessica was guiding her mother into the room. She looked tired, but sexy, in a combat style sleveless green vest, tight blue jeans and what looked like the same cowboy boots he’d remembered. “Here it is mom,” Jessica said laughing, “and you won’t believe what it can do!” Maria looked at her daughter sceptically. “You’re tellin’ me that if I pump my toes on his nasty little bollocks he’ll lick my foot for me.” Jessica could barely contain her giggles, “That’s right mom, just try it.” Maria looked at her, grimacing, “What filthy little beast thought that up I wonder?” Jessica could only smile enigmatically.
Eddie Teddy part 7 (a)
Several days later Eddie found himself on the floor of Jessica’s living room while Jessica playfully dug her bare toes into his groin. She had only been home from work for a few minutes. Her recently discarded high heeled sandals lay on their sides close by. Her pure white feet made a sharp contrast with her black pants. Her left ankle and heel were raised, as she pressed her toes and the ball of her foot down onto the top of his thigh. She knew this would hurt him, but she didn’t care, she just didn’t want him to slide away from her. With her right foot she probed, pressed and prodded his crotch. She wormed and wiggled her toes in between his legs, her face a picture of concentration.
“I wish you had balls so I could crush them,” she told him sternly. She smiled grimly, and continued probing. Then she paused. She pulled her toes up and back a little, then pressed them in again. She wasn’t sure, but she thought she felt something. She pressed harder, and yes, there was something. Just below the surface she felt two orbs, two little round things. She smiled. “Why Eddie, maybe you do have some balls after all.” She touched, prodded and probed the developing area. Her toes stroked over his balls, which now protruded from his body, hanging away slightly, just like real balls. She spread her toes, and clamped them round the material that separated his balls from his stomach. She smiled, then tugged on the trapped nuts.
Eddie felt sharp bolts of pain shooting up from his groin, it felt as if she were sticking needles into him down there. Jessica’s left foot still pinned him by the leg, trapping him at her torturing feet. She began humming softly, content and amused. “I bet this really hurts,” she announced, pulling so hard she thought his bollocks might rip free from his body. “Too bad you’re helpless ehh?” She chuckled. “Poor little Eddie, helpless at a girl’s feet.” She laughed. “Imagine being helpless at my mom’s feet, or Kirsten’s or even,” she paused, “Linda’s!”
Eddie was doing everything he could not to imagine those things. Jessica’s mom, Maria, was bad enough, but Kirsten was Jessica’s sister who’d never liked him, and Linda, Linda was the ex from hell. They had split up because she was a bit crazy and jealous. He really didn’t want Linda getting her feet on him.
“Let’s see,” Jessica mused, working her toes up and down on his trapped ballsacks, “I could say you’re a toy from the sex shop, and that you lick feet if the girl pumps on your balls like this. Sort of like working a foot pump.” She laughed, “Yeah!!! A foot pump, they’d buy that. He hee. You’d be in agony as they pumped and pounded at your balls, and licking away at their nasty, dirty, sweaty, greasy feet. Ooooohh, it just gets better and better.”
Jessica smiled down at Eddie, and kept pumping her toes up and down. “I think I’ll ring my mom right now, see if she wants to come over.” Eddie could only lie there in helpless fear as Jessica dialled her mom. He heard laughter and chatter, then he heard Maria saying she’d be right over. “Hurry mom,” Jessica said, “there’ll be a treat for your feet!” Maria tried to guess what it could be, but Jessica wouldn’t say. “I’ve been on my feet all day at the shop,” Maria said plaintively.
Jessica hung up and said “Not long now Eddie, mom’s on her way!” Eddie felt sick inside. It wasn’t that Maria was unattractive, far from it, she was only 38, and she’d kept her looks and figure. She was a tall woman, with shiny black hair, an Italian face, a curvy body, big boobs and nice ass, but she always wore boots. He remembered one drunken night the three of them had been together, him Jess and Maria. He’d ended up on the floor at his mum in law’s feet, and she had planted her cowboy boots in his lap, bumping his manhood. “Take them off please,” she had said, stamping her heels alternately into his thighs. A laughing Eddie had complied, but then he’d nearly puked because her feet smelled rancid, like corndogs left to go bad. He didn’t want them sitting wet and slimy on his little face, with him unable to do anything but sniff them and lick them.
Before he knew it Jessica was guiding her mother into the room. She looked tired, but sexy, in a combat style sleveless green vest, tight blue jeans and what looked like the same cowboy boots he’d remembered. “Here it is mom,” Jessica said laughing, “and you won’t believe what it can do!” Maria looked at her daughter sceptically. “You’re tellin’ me that if I pump my toes on his nasty little bollocks he’ll lick my foot for me.” Jessica could barely contain her giggles, “That’s right mom, just try it.” Maria looked at her, grimacing, “What filthy little beast thought that up I wonder?” Jessica could only smile enigmatically.