Sams Horny Blog

You're having that dream again. Rachel, your close friend and roommate of a couple years, is the subject of the dream. She's walking around the apartment in her underwear, as she does sometimes, and joins you in the living room. You're sitting in one chair and she sits in another faced towards you. She props her barefeet up on the ottoman, and after looking at you expectantly for a moment she says with a devilish smile

"Don't keep me waiting Dove. Start licking"

You're on the floor now desperately crawling towards her perfect feet. You get to the ottoman and behold the glorious view and just before you get a taste *BEEP BEEP BEEP* Your fucking alarm wakes you up again!

You're awake, dripping with arousal, and having undeniable proof once again that you have a thing for your roommate, and now you have to get ready for work and try to be normal about things until you can give yourself some relief tonight.

You go to work, act as normal as you can, and get back home. Most days you have about 2 hours before Rachel gets home, so you should have enough time to masturbate before she shows up so you can actually feel and be relatively normal.

You whip out your phone, pop in some ear buds, pull down your skirt, and see what your faves have posted recently. One girl you've been subbed to for the past few months put out a new masturbation video, and she always has her feet in frame during those videos.

You pop on the video and start touching yourself, it's hot, you're horny, her feet are cute and show so much of her pleasure, but you find your mind drifting from the video and finding its way to Rachel.

Her pretty face, the cute lingerie she wears around the apartment sometimes, her beautiful feet, the sound of her key turning the lock to the front door-Shit! She's home early...wait that really doesn't matter, you're in your room with the door closed, and it's not like she knows you were masturbating while thinking about her-wait you mean just masturbating, sure she came to mind and all but it's not lik-*Knock Knock*

"Hey Dove, sorry if you're busy, but I got a package, it's kinda heavy, and honestly my feet are killing me right now. Could you pretty please bring it in for me?"

You sit paralyzed for what feels like hours, but you know is less than a second or two. You quickly grab your skirt and respond

"Sure, one sec!" While trying to hide any trace that you were literally masturbating just moments ago.

"You're the best Dovie! I'm gonna change out of my work clothes, and in a bit I can start making dinner for both of us to thank you"

You hear her walk away from your bedroom door, you finish getting dressed again, close out of the porn and head out to grab Rachel's package. It is kinda heavy, you're mildly curious about the contents, but that's only a mild distraction from how you feel like you've been edged twice today: first by your dream this morning, and second right now by the sudden arrival of Rachel over an hour earlier than usual.

You put the box on Rachel's side of the kitchen table and resign yourself to being horny until you go to bed tonight. You turn around and see Rachel entering the kitchen, barefoot in her lacy black lingerie. It fits her so well, shows off her boobs, and her butt, and her love handles, and um, anyway. You've seen her like this plenty of times, but your current very horny state leads to you feeling almost a touch lightheaded just looking at her.

"I'm so excited this finally got here!"

"O-Oh, um what is it Rach?"

"It's an instant pot!"

She pulls it out of the box, and wastes no time finding a spot for it and plugging it in.

"I'm gonna make us dinner with this tonight! I've got a recipe I've been wanting to make ever since I ordered it. So while I get this started, you go hang out in the living room, you know I don't like people watching me cook."

You nod knowingly and leave for the living room. You go plop down in a chair and consider going back to your room to finish what you started, but you don't know how long Rachel's going to be cooking so you might not have enough time. You once again resign yourself to relief later.

You mess around on your phone for awhile, and throw on some show you've seen a million times on the TV. After just around 30 minutes, Rachel walks in

"Okay and now it'll cook in the pot for about an hour and then we can have dinner, and until then I am not getting up from this chair."

She sits down in the chair across from you, and puts her perfect feet up on the ottoman. Her in this exact pose, in this chair, barefoot, feet propped up, and wearing nothing but underwear and a smile. It's the exact same as in your dream, and you can feel yourself get a small wave of arousal.

"What's up Dove? Something the matter?"

Her words break you out of your trance.

"Huh, no, I'm fine"

"Girl, you've been like thousand yard staring over there since I sat down."

"I'm fine, honestly, just spaced out"

"Fair enough-ugh my feet are still killing me"

She pulls one foot back and tries to massage it, before giving up and propping it back up.

"Manager had me running around the office all day today. I gotta remember to wear my comfy shoes on Fridays."

"Would you like a massage?"

The words came out without thinking, and you surprise yourself too much by saying it to backpedal in time

"That would great, honestly, thank you Dovie"

You're going to break, Rachel, your friend, roommate, current target of your affections, using a cutes version of her nickname for you, is thanking you for offering to worship her feet, WAIT no, massage, just massage, you need to calm down. But you've already said it, and she's already graciously accepted. Nothing left to do but do it.

You move your chair over to in front of the ottoman, you take a deep breath and take one of her feet in your hands. You start working the the top of the sole, gently massaging circles into it.

"Can you do it a bit harder, please?"

"Oh, um yeah, sure"

You press in harder as you start to work your way down her foot

"Harder please, Dovie"

You focus and start deeply massaging into her sole

"Ah~, yes, just like that Dove. Just like that."

If she keeps talking and making sounds like that, you don't know what will happen. What you do know is that you are actively having to clench your thighs to stop your shorts from tenting. This is bad.

"Dove, you're like, really good at this. ~Ah right there~ I'd be really appreciative if you'd be willing to do this every ~oh yeah, just like that~ every once in awhile"

FUCK FUCK FUCK. You're going to lose it, her voice pierces through you and pumps you full of more and more desire. You're teetering on an edge. Her perfect feet are in your hands, and you're giving her so much pleasure, and she likes it so much, but you're feeling like you're going to explode. You have to find some way to mitigate before you literally cum in your skirt. Your eyes begin to shift and move to find a distraction, and the first place they randomly scan to is what's in eyeline just above the feet, which are Rachel's pretty black lace panties.

FUCK EYES COULDN'T YOU HAVE LOOKED ANYWHERE ELSE- Oh shit, they're transparent, oh fuck, you-you can-you can see all of her.

You fall out of the your chair, you scramble up and start stammering

"I-um-I'm sorry, I shouldn't-I'm sorry"

You start to try and leave the room

"Wait, no, Dovie, it's okay"

"No it's not I-"

"Come on don't walk away right after I finally get you to make a move"

"I-I-I wait, what?"

"*sigh* You really are this clueless. To put it bluntly, I've been trying to seduce you for like 4 months"

"Huh???"

"Spending more time with you, touching you more, inviting you to touch me more, complimenting you, making you food more often. Dove, we've been friends for years, but haven't you noticed I've been more affectionate?"

"That's, oh, I guess in someway I did, but I didn't think-"

"Girl, I literally walk around this place in my lingerie!"

"You've walked around in underwear for way longer than 3 months!"

"Yeah in whatever mismatched underwear, not in specifically chosen and coordinated lingerie"

And she gets a little smirk as she says

"And definitely wasn't always barefoot until about a month ago"

"Oh"

You stand stunned, everything makes sense now, everything has fallen into place, the puzzle is solved and you were so oblivious that you didn't even realize there was a puzzle in the first place. You have to respond, you have to say SOMETHING, quick blurt out the 1st thing that comes to mind!

"Yeah oh, I've been putting in all this effort, cuz I didn't want to say anything, I didn't want to make it awkward in case you didn't feel the same. I wanted to test the waters for a bit, and started to notice the glaces, the blushing, the palpable excitement whenever we would touch. I thought you would say something but you hadn't and I was worried, but look at you, you're stammering, bright red, and pretty obviously rock hard, just from getting the chance to massage my feet. I'm into you and you seem pretty clearly into me right?"

"Right. I-I do like you, like that"

"See? So please don't walk away now, not when we're both so close to what we very clearly want. Here, I've been doing things my way so how about this: ask me for anything, anything at all, and we can go from there."

"Can I lick your feet?"

Seriously brain? She gives this passionate speech about how she's been trying to seduce you and the best you can come up is that?

"I-I mean um-its-"

Rachel erupts with laughter.

"You're so cute and you're such a footgirlie! I wish I had figured that out sooner than I did, this probably wouldn't have gone on so long."

She props her feet back up on the ottoman gestures to them and says

"Don't keep me waiting Dove. Start licking"

You drop to your knees, her perfect feet right there. You take one in your hands again and as you move towards it a thought slips through your lips.

"Please don't wake up now"

You lick her sole, more touch your tongue to it. Everything feels too good to be true so you're testing things out first. No beeps, no snapping out of a day dream, just what you've dreamed of for months happening for real right here right now.

You stop holding back, you start covering her feet with kisses, licking them, sucking on her toes. You will commit these feelings, these tastes, and smells to memory. You will savor every moment of this. Tracing every curve and wrinkle with your tongue. Kissing each part so passionately and tenderly. You've fantasized about this for so long.

"~aaah~"

You're brought back a bit to reality as you take in just how much not only you are enjoying this, but Rachel seems to be enjoying it quite a bit as well.

"Dovie, you're so intense, it's so fucking hot"

Her hand is in her panties now, rubbing herself as she watches you indulge, and suddenly the sheer pressure you're feeling in your under your skirt once again becomes impossible to ignore. You stand up, deep breath, and strip, letting your hard drippy cock free from its prison.

Rachel's eyes go wide with a desperate hunger. You go by instinct alone grab her feet, put them around your cock and start thrusting. You're throbbing so hard, you don't think you can do this for long without cumming. Especially not with Rachel looking at you like that while she masturbates as you fuck her feet.

The two of you are moaning and sweating and panting and you're getting so close when Rachel pulls her feet from your grip, she pulls off her panties and spreads her legs. Her perfect designer cunt on full display, her eyes pleading, and her voice shaking

"Please Dovie, I need you, I need my pretty Dove to fuck me, please."

Another woman, not just any other woman, Rachel, saying this to you, now your mind is gone, there is only passion. You go to her, put your cock at the entrance of her neopussy and slide in. The feeling is indescribable, the pleasure immeasurable, and you can feel the moment you enter she starts clenching down on you. Thrusting in and out, leaning down and kissing Rachel so deeply and feeling so connected and so very very very close.

Rachel looks you in the eye and whispers

"lean back just a bit, I wanna do something"

You lean back but keep thrusting into her and as you feel her clenching down on you again she moves her legs so her feet are again in your face, rubbing them on your face neck and chest. It's all too much, it's a miracle you've held on this long, but you can't any more.

"Rachel, I'm-I'm gonna-"

"Cum inside me Dovie, pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease"

As you moan out, she puts a big toe in your mouth. You erupt inside her, blasting your day's worth of sexual frustration all inside her as her pussy pulses desperately trying to milk you dry.

The two of you melt together in that spot. Blissed out and intertwined in the chair. You both slowly come down and shift to more comfortable positions in the chair together, giggly and gently kissing each other.

You stay together like this for a few minutes, taking each other in wordlessly for a couple minutes until *DING*

"Oh right! Dinner! Come on Dovie let's go eat."

"Wait, one second Rachel, um, what-what does this all mean."

"Well, if you'd like, cuz I know it's what I'd like, that the two of us are together now."

"Girlfriends?"

"Yes, Dovie, Girlfriends"