The Taboo Temptation Sale!! 🎉 (50% OFF Subs Now until July 26th!!)
Full disclosure, this sale is more for me than it is for you, bc this is my way of trying to bring more of you into my deviously delicious taboo erotica bubble!
I have also obviously planned loads of foot fetish, taboo temping themed posts/series for the duration of my sale, that I’ll be sprinkling into my regular content with the intention of ensnaring your mind!
My list of fav’s could not and would not be complete without adding this to it! I remember for a fact that this was the first video (still really early in my whole experience with the “foot fetish” thing) that I realized just how much I could draw a connection between YOUR foot fetish and MY kink for domination!
I was like… “Ohhh, so your fetish is actually perfect for my fetish?! Okay, I think I can get behind this thing! 😈”
Because variety is the spice of life, there’s more of you nylon lovers on here than I thought, AND it fits perfectly with the “Busy Monday work week vibe” I decided that a “Wreck you While I Work: Nylon edition” was beyond needed! 😌
(Scroll down like 4-5 posts if you wanna see my “Wreck You While I Work” original barefoot edition 😉
The moment he quite literally cut my nylon leggings off… I just gave RIGHT into him. 😳🤦🏼♀️
Frustration? Gone. Anger? Gone. Resolve? Non Fucking Existent.
By the time he started passionately kissing me (and I gleefully found myself kissing back 🙂↕️) I couldn’t even picture him as the creepy, pathetic perv I had been convinced he was, no matter how hard I tried!
He was a good kisser… And he definitely knew his way around a woman’s body in such a sensual way that I had rarely experienced in my life. 🫦
I knew he wasn’t gonna let me cum instantly, that just wasn’t his style, but by the gentle passion in his touch I knew he was definitely gonna let at some point, so I completely gave over! He had even untied my ankles so I could have fought, could have flailed, could have made SOME kind of attempt to escape my position on the table… But I didn’t.
Instead I kept my legs happily open for him as he finally gave my body the blissful bound orgasm I had been fantasizing about for years…
That FUCKING egg vibrator and its seemingly endless speeds and rhythms was starting to drive me FUCKING mad! 🤤
Speaking of “fuck”… That’s pretty much all I wanted now! I just wanted to be fucked! I just wanted a cock inside me!! 😩
I honestly felt like some deviant, dirty slut, because all the while, I was fully and completely aware that it was a creepy, loser, stalker tickle/foot pervert, making me feel this way!!
But that FUCKING egg, AND his clearly smug satisfaction over the power he now had with the now simplest, sensualist touch on my rock hard helpless nipples! I hated every second of it… And yet I loved it. I craved it! I JUST needed MORE!! 🤬
The good news was… I guessed right about the effect my soft, sweaty nylon soles would have on him. That his need to rip them off and mouth fuck my helpless soles and toes might be just lusty enough to overpower his tickling addiction, and it was!
The bad news was… His need to mouth fuck my soles and toes far exceeded his obsession to tickle! My wet, aching, still mercilessly being edged by that vibrating egg pussy, was left desperately d.ying for attention once more!!
He had even whispered in genuine to me “Want me to worship my pussy now?” To which I instantly conceded and pleaded “YES!” 🥹
I was convinced it was finally gonna happen… Only to feel my nylons being ever so slowly ripped off my feet and my soles being worshipped and adored like my clit so unspeakably craved!
As his lips ravished every winkle painted on the soft, pink, perfect canvas of my soles… As he literally mouth fucked my long pretty toes! And as the vibrating egg pressed firmly against my clit kept me on the endless edge of orgasm, I thought it might happen. My mind might break 😵💫
Wreck You While I Work! 😗🫶🏻 (Part 2) ***Read if you wanna get the full experience***
Of course, since your perfectly little bed bondage VR glasses are connected directly to my iPhone, it’s not just live videos I can stream into your mind at any given moment, but still frame pics too!
I can even make a fun little game out of it for myself, because I can also control how long any given pic stays displayed in your glasses! Makes it entertaining to pick out a pic I take and be like:
“Ohhhh this is a good one! 😀 I’ma leave that lingering on his horny as fuck helpless self for a good long while!! 💁🏼♀️😌”
Maybe since you’re already desperately day dreaming that I’d come back up there and slowly lower my mouth over your hard as fuck cock… Watching in glee as my mouth inches closer and closer to your dancing dick, until my soft, wet, warm lips finally wrap skilfully around your head!?
Slowly inching more and more of your manhood into my mouth until you can feel yourself in my throat... All the while my silky soft, creamy wrinkled soles up in the air behind me in “The pose” all toes curling and soles scrunching as you watch your paradise unfold!?
Maybe since THAT’S what you really want, I’ll pick what I think is the BEST pic and leave it on your VR display while I’m out all night at the bar with the girls! 🤔😁
Have a great night my big horny toy! Xoxo -Gwen 💋
PS. No, there was no mistake in what I did with that last photo 😏 (Those of you who took the time to see my thoughts unfold will appreciate that little touch 😉)
Hey lovelies 🥰 I know I've been pretty sporadic with posting lol! It's been busy at the salon, yoga studio and my family is in town this week!
(There's definitely more of me strapped to that table getting tickled that I'll be posting soon!)
That said, I got home from an 8 hour day at the salon yesterday, realized I still needed to sit down and finish the rest of the months yoga schedule, and decided that there was no reason that I can't wreck you while I work!? 😇
I didn't say yet that I went 8 hours barefoot in these cute boots did I? What boots? You're about to see them!
See, I like to think you're upstairs tied to my bed right now right? 😈
Like, live, while I'm working just downstairs... And having utterly and completely wrecked you already - Turning your cock into my sex toy, your mind into my plaything and your sight so deviously, erotically against you, I have a live feed that I can turn on whenever I want! Obviously it feeds directly into the VR glasses you're currently wearing while tied naked to my bed... Wearing a very snug cock ring! 😌
(Gotta make sure to utilize all the efforts of your cock as you lay there aching, hard, thrusting and drooling over whatever I decide to live feed into your VR glasses right?!)
You never know when I'll turn it on, and you never know what you're gonna see if/when I do, but that just makes you crave it all the more! Especially during "break weeks" after I've spent the previous week edging and milking you...
In "break weeks" I like to make sure I always recharge and refill your balls for the next inevitable week of edging and milking I have in store for you! But it's during these "break weeks" when the live feed becomes especially useful! 😏
These random, mouthwatering, dick dancing, mind wrecking live feeds, always seem to work a special kinda magic on the levels of your horniness, don't they pet?
And as you lay there naked, dick already stiff as a board in your cock ring and bondage, you hear the orgasmic and familiar sound on your VR live feed booting up...
xoxo -Gwen 💋
PS. I had a raw version of this, without the immersive "live feed recording" overlay made, for those of you who think it's getting in the way of really eye fucking the perfection that it my soles and their dick destroying details 😘
You know that moment when you're like... "Well, at least it can't get any worse!" Yea, you know how that always goes don't ya? 😑
I actually had that thought for like, the quickest second, when I was thinking: "Well, at least he's had his fun with my feet right?! Maybe he'll take that vibrating egg out now and get serious!"
The moment I thought it I realized I just fell into the "Well at least it can't get any worse trap" when the most fucking obvious realization dawned on me: I was still in my leggings! 😨
There's no way this foot perv will just leave me in 'em will he? I mean, he'd legit have to rip them off, but am I really gonna be that optimistic right now?! 🤣
Okay... Well obviously it's probably close to the point where he rips them off, get's a reminder of just how beautiful my bare feet are, and proceeds to get lost in mouth fucking my soles and sucking my toes!
That might not be finally tending to my aching clit, BUT at least it feels amazing and it IS one step closer! 🥳
Once more I thought: "Well, at least it can't get any worse." And because I was dreadfully wrong about thinking he was done tickling my nylon feet, I once again immediately realized I had fallen BACK into the: "Well at least it can't get any worse" trap 😱
I knew it was probably the silliest most futile hope I likely ever had in my life...
But with that pesky vibrator tucked into my legging's, humming away teasingly on my clit, and the random tickle assault he was giving me, I was just SO badly hoping he'd forget about my feet and JUST let me cum!!? 😫
Yea... Silliest hope I've ever had. 🙄
Also really wishing right now that he hadn't grabbed those boots and slipped 'em on me while I was still out... I feel like my feet have gotten super warm N' sweaty from all the upper body tickling, but then again that was obviously his intention! 🫣
It had been over 2 years now since anyone had heard his name… “The Tickle Bandit.”
The rumours were that he just wasn’t around my university town anymore. That he was simply a student, had graduated, and moved on to capturing, tying, tickling and sexually teasing the hell out of unsuspecting women somewhere new.
That seemed like the pretty likely case to me too. I mean, you come here, get your 4 year Bachelor and then you head off to a different adventure in life. Even I was finally in my last year and would be heading to Calgary or Vancouver Canada to live and work when I graduated!
As the months faded by since his last sighting, so too did the rumours, stories and gossip about him; And as I sat in my living room one cozy, warm July afternoon, studying for a final in the 20 odd minutes I had to kill before going to work, the “Tickle Bandit” was the furthest thing from my mind.
He hadn’t always been… 😌
Tbh, after he had captured me in my own dorm room and proceeded to tickle N’ sexually tease the fuck out of me, sucking my helpless, sexy toes until I was legit hoping/waiting for him to make me cum until I couldn’t anymore, I spent a lot of time thinking about him…
I spent a lot of time wondering why? Why didn’t he strip me naked and enjoy himself to as many of my bound orgasms as he wanted? Why did he suck my toes and massage my pussy through my cute satin thong, until I was clearly wet and thrusting my hips for him, only to untie one of my hands and slip out just as quickly as he had slipped in?!
He had me right where he wanted and had broken my resolve! I probably would have fucked him silly right there if he had just went all the way with it… So why? 🤬
It annoyed me for quite a while. I felt cheated, slightly insulted and embarrassed about how turned on he had made me.
After those first few months of going over and over it in my head, wondering why, and leaving all my doors and windows unlocked on purpose in some horny, embarrassing hope that this creep would finally come finish what he started, it dawned on me: He wasn’t going to. 🤦🏼♀️
He left me hot N’ horny for a reason: The freak get’s off on it! Having a “Tickle” and or “Foot Fetish” isn’t what I would call a “Normal” thing, so of course our towns devious little Tickle perv would leave his victims horny and hoping for more!! It’s probably a total power trip for him! 🙄
To take a normal, gorgeous girl and subject he to something as odd as bound tickling and foot worship, until she realizing how much she’s secretly enjoying it? Secretly loving it!? And as angry as it made me, it was actually really smart of the creepy perv…
I know more than a thing or two about having sexual power over men, so it’s not difficult for me to picture the kinda power his teasing, edging, “leaving you longing for an orgasm” tickle sessions give him.
Yep. He wasn’t coming back. He had got what he wanted from me: Control. Power.
So as I sat there on my laptop in the living room that warm, cozy July afternoon, with 20 odd minutes to cram some review in before heading off to work for the evening, I hadn’t thought about “The Tickle Bandit” in well over a year. He was legit the furthest thing from my mind.
I didn’t know it yet, but I wouldn’t be making it to my shift that evening…
(Too bad too because I looked super cute! Semi business casual with a hint of sassy sexiness in my cute black dress and matching black leggings! 😎)
I planned on wearing my Pho white leopard print high heels to really nail home that “sassy sexy” vibe to mix confusingly in with the business professional look. What can I say? As a MILF going to school with mostly 20 year old guys, I got off on all the eye fucking they gave me! 😜
(99% of men have a fantasy for being fucked silly by an older woman, and I had fully and completely taken advantage of that ion the last couple years)
Funny, if “The Tickle Bandit” wasn’t such a distant thought in my mind, I might have had a chuckle thinking about how hot he would be for my feet in said legging’s and heels! I can only imagine how soft, warm and ticklish they’d be after a 7 hour shift in ‘em…
He would never get to see the outfit fully completed with said heels tho… No, he made his unsuspecting return while I still sat there on my couch. Stocking’ed feet kicked up on my coffee table, waiting to reunite with their long lost tickle pervert! 🙈
I was just thinking about giving up on studying and heading into work a little bit early when everything went dark…
I awoke to the same thing: Darkness. A blindfold? It felt like a blindfold. It felt familiar. The soft, cool satin touch of a blindfold I had felt before. I quickly realized that I was on a very firm surface, my kitchen table I think? And not to my surprised, tied. Ankles together at one end and arms above my head at the other… My legs were NOT tied open and my clothing was STILL on! You’ve got to be kidding me!? Just worship my helpless pussy already!!! What the fuck is the matter with this guy?!?! 😫
I knew it was him before his first touch.
I knew I was about to be tickled long before he had me cracking in laughter and moaning long before he teased my nipples so ruthlessly that I thought I’d lose my mind!
I knew he would tickle my soles in these soft, warm, sweaty stockings, just like I knew he would inevitably rip them right off my feet and mouth every soft, pretty, wrinkled inch. I knew I was about to once again be subjected to his methodical, erotic, evil ways, and that there was nothing I could do about it.
What I didn’t know is why he came back.
What I didn’t know, is that he keeps a list of all his favourite girls, and those are the girls he deems too addicting to stay away from. Too addicting not to have his way fully and completely with.
What I didn’t know, is that after the tickle tor.ture my fantasy of finishing our unfinished business was finally about to take form! Hot, moaning, screaming, cumming form! 😍
SoYou Wanna Be My Foot Pet? 😏 Part 4: The Gift Of Sight N' Scent!
Might wanna sit down before digesting the fact that we are gonna focus a lot more on these principles of sight and scent in the future... A LOT more 😈
But for now, we will begin with a teeny little test run, that will give you a taste of the training you have to look forward to when it comes to sensory appreciation!
As you should probably have a firm understanding of by now, there are 3 primary senses that are first and foremost in importance when it comes to being my foot man:
1. Sight 👀 2. Scent 👃🏻 3. Taste 👅
These are your senses that will most often be blessed as my pet (And in that EXACT order when it comes to frequency. 💁🏼♀️)
See, often a "good" foot pet assumes far too much reward and far too many orgasms... And while those are definitely things I will ensure you get, they require to be earned, like anything in life that worth while having!
(And believe me hun, bc pics/vids only do so much justice... Having my arches wrapped around your cock is beyond "worth while" having 😉)
That hot little image that's now dancing in your head, WOULD be bringing us to the other 3 senses that are very important in your role as my foot man, however, today's lesson is only focused on sense 1 & 2: Sight N' Scent! Your lessons in further sensory training are lessons for another day.
Now... Look lovingly & Inhale deeply. Understand fully that I just got back from a run. Let the sights and scents of my soft, sweaty pink soles call out to every fibre of your heart & every inch of your ever stiffening cock... And do remember: This is but a small test run in the much longer sensory training regime that I have in store for your eyes and nose.
And PS, Don't worry! My toes are still blue n blue French tipped! I just totally forgot I filmed this little game for you guys!!
See, I had just woken up (a little bit hornier than usual) and just felt like putting the camera on my soles for you! This was kinda/totally improvised, but something tells me it's a fun little game you won't mind playing 😉
I officially had a problem: I was addicted to my step son’s cock 🙈 And I mean, while there’s worst things in life than being addicted to a big, pretty penis that I practically now had full ownership of, he was still my husband’s son!!
That was the funniest part… That naughty fact only made me all the more addicted to it 😮💨
This had already gone far beyond the point of no return, as in very soon I won’t be able to deny him fucking my brains out anymore, because very soon, what little resolve I have left keeping me from fucking my husbands son will be nothing but a very distant memory!
It’s not just making him cum that I crave either. It’s not just hearing him moan, and it’s not just making out with him or devouring his nipples while edging his big pretty penis, it’s even the feel of it in my grasp! 🤤
The feel of it pulsing in my soft hands as I flick my tongue across one of his nipples and send more and more cum surging into his balls… The feel of him passionately, gently air fucking my grip, as I purposely stroke so gently and so slowly, focusing on the wonderfully sensitive underside & tip of his shaft!
It’s simply become (😍) to me and I must have it!
It’s a Friday afternoon at 1:17pm and I have officially ordered him to my bed for a handjob or blowjob everyday this week! The poor guy is losing his mind to be inside me and I have a feeling by this time next week, all 8.5 inches of him will be…
To Be Continued! Xoxo The greatest Step Mom on Earth 💋
Candid Views The Wreck You: The Painfully Oblivious Step Sis! 😇
In the peaceful desire of your fantasies, you like to envision a world that is perfectly foot fetish forward…
A world where, everyday, more and more of us are having our eyes opened to the fact that there is a very real, and always growing community of people just like you! 🫶🏻
People with a hot, horny insatiable foot fetish!
In such a world you could walk right up to, say, me… (And for this example, you can humour my taboo itch, and say I’m your step sis!)
In such a world were almost all of us know about it and love to put it to good use, you could walk right up to me, dear step brother, and make love to my soles with your hands; Deeply massaging and getting lost in the soft, warm feeing of my gorgeous wrinkled soles, as your dick legit get’s harder and harder as you do so!
In such a world you would be massaging my feet so often, that I’d likely be pretty openly forward about having you introduce me to foot worship, step brother or not! 🤷🏼♀️
After all, if you’re getting me softly cooing and mooning from what you’re doing with your hands, how wet’s it gonna make me when you do it with your lips and tongue right?!?!
Unfortunately for you, dear step brother, the world is a far from perfect place, including the even more unfortunate fact that it’s not 24/7 perfectly foot fetish forward…
No, the reality is, dear step brother, that I just finished teaching yoga classes all morning, got home, and promptly sprawled out cozy on the couch to just hang out with you, your father (AKA my step dad… 😏) and our parents new puppy Dylan! 🥰
The reality is, I like to wear toe spreaders after yoga to help stretch and relax my tootsies, and I don’t think anything of it when I kick my feet up on the couch in such an accidentally seductive pose! I don’t think anything about the fact that my soles are on full display for you in such a candid pose/way that’s sure to mind fuck any man with a foot fetish!
The reality is, that although you just wanna scream it out at the top of your lungs, even with your dad in the same room:
“Gwen your feet are amazing! PLEASE let me rub and lick every inch of those beauties! 😮💨”
You won’t.
You will stand there. Frozen. Captivated. Falling further and further in love with me and my plump, pretty soles! Spinning in agony for the longing need to smell, touch, kiss, lick, suck and maybe even tickle, your painfully oblivious Step sis’s feet!
Xoxo -Gwen 😘
PS. He failed in not touching them, thus breaking the complete candid illusion that I had told him to set up in the first place 🤦🏼♀️ So, for the sake of his lack of self control, I have to give you one last evil teasing image!
Imagine if your dad also had a foot fetish, but had said fuck it a long time ago, came on to me with his fetish, and had been playfully kissing the soles of my feet ever since?
You’re just standing there in dumbfounded lust, eye fucking my soles, when suddenly, right before your eyes, your dad just gets on his knees and starts kissing my sweaty, pink sole wrinkles?! 😲😂
Just one last time I wanted to have my cute slides and even cuter tootsies zeroed in on! (Seems my dangling arches are getting a little cameo in too, but I don't think you'll mind? 😏)
Back to regular posts on Wednesday, but until then, MWAH! 💋❤️
Because a long foot rub to sleep after several orgasms, fetish or not, really is a lovely way to fall asleep after a yummy bout of fucking!
With me satisfied and the dog walked, we got to work on my feeties! (Finding the need to capture the view of the very cute sight of my plump sole and gorgeous detailed arch glistening in all that foot lotion...)
That very obvious and soft, plumpish, pinkish line where my sole begins really is legit dick stiffening isn't it? 🤔
Right before he started licking my soles, I put my phone down and we fucked 🥵🤣 (Yes, he definitely kept licking my soles while we fucked... He actually came with his tongue gliding up my arch... My left arch to be exact!)
So one of the very first things we realized raising a half Golden Retriever, half Border Collie mix, is that for the first 6-12 months of her life, if we want ANY quiet time... We need to tire her the FUCK out first!! 🤣
She has so much energy that it can sometimes take the 3 hour river walk we just went on... (I wore white ankle sports socks and hiking boots for said walk.)
I'd ask you if you get where I'm going with this, but those socks and hiking boots made sure to show you exactly where I'm going with this... And while he's already, repeatedly, exuberantly answered this question while setting up the camera at my soles for me, I'm gonna ask you anyway!
How lickable do my sweaty soles look right now? 😏
I mean, I'm no foot fetishist like you guys, so I'm certainly no pro, but I feel like they look sweeter N' tastier than the most fucking gourmet, delicious cake on the planet! 😎
I would say that the way I've got you on your knees at them, and him facing a hands/lips off rule so you can simply soak them in (Something he clearly failed 🙄) my soft, sweaty, wrinkled soles quite literally look "Longing 2 B Licked!" 😁
Because even in the wind, the rain and the random sparks from the fire that attack and burn me, I still wanna give you my pretty feet, my adorable tootsies and my satin soft soles! 🫶🏻🤗
So I was gonna go get French tip nails done right? But then I saw this really cute blue that I really wanted and thought: What if I got them to French tip my big toes with the blue at the same time?! 😍
I love it... Myles is crazy for it, and I'm thinkin' it's gonna have similar effects on you! 😏
On top of that, I can't stress enough how much I love my new slides! They are so cozy and actually kinda sexy/cute in a "What? My feet are hot? But I'm not even trying..." kinda way
And on top of that! The weather out here is so nice that even sitting out in the rain is lovely! 😊
While the goal definitely is relax, unplug, unwind & recharge, I see no reason why you can’t be involved, do you?
Sitting on a chair right across from me, my hot sweaty feet propped up on the table between us, takes zero of the relax out of the “relaxation” so I don’t see the harm!
Well, maybe it does for you a little bit... 🤔
I can’t image your cock will be very “relaxed” once I get them bare 😜
That’s okay tho! We brought along our 6 month old puppy and she doesn’t know the definition of “relax” so I suppose you don’t have to be all that relaxed either!
I did say sweaty feet didn’t I? I should probably tell you that we just got back from a pretty long hike and these sneakers and socks gotta go!
I know, looks and smells pretty sweet don’t they? Maybe my hubs will tell you just how sweet they taste, I’m sure he can taste it on his lips…
Don’t get too jealous of him, he’s on dad duty so I can relax, so like you, he’s gonna spend most of his time just looking and wishing.
I’ve just been away for a few days unplugging and recharging at our cabin! Don’t you worry, I see all of you in my Dm box waiting to hear back from me 😎
I took a few goodies for you while I was out there, just on my way home and will start posting/messaging again tomorrow ♥️
Ps. Also totally in love with my new Lulu lemon slides (both pairs you bought me!) so thank you again so much! (You know who you are 😏)
Looks like our hero “The Horny Foot boy” is up to his usual, pervy tricks! 🤨
Taking advantage of such a hard working gal, as she flakes out nice and cozy in bed to read, and falls asleep within minutes??
Fuck, it has been such a long week on my feet too! Of course, all those shoes, heels and flats tend to make the soles of my feet so freakin’ soft, on account of the fact that I lotion my feet every morning… 🤔
My shoes basically become a warming, softening regime that happens on the daily, as 8+ hour day after 8+ hour day only serves to make my already soft and pretty soles that much softer!
Gosh, I really couldn’t imagine how pretty they might look to a foot lover right now, let alone how good they would feel, smell or taste lol!
Not like there’s anyone on their knees at them getting ALL those answers right now, right?
Xoxo -Gwen 💋
PS. You might have the power of invisibility, but it seems my kitty knows that SOMETHING is down there! 😜
That was such! A! Lonngggggg day! ... But at least my socks were on point. 😎🔥
Now shut up and kiss me! 😈👇🏻
Ps. Long days do make my soles ridiculously soft and gorgeous tho, so I guess it wasn't all bad hay? 😏
PPS. I see all you lovelies in my Dm box but this girl is taking a hot, steamy bath and watching some HGTV! Don't worry tho, all the chatting tomorrow morning over my morning coffee!
Coworkers: The Movie Vol 2 - Melting your Fucking Mind! 🫠
I told you that sooner or later I’d catch you perving out hard all over my soft, sexy, orgasmic soles didn't I? And I told you that if I did catch you, I was the kinda woman who would use it to drive you absolutely, utterly fucking crazy… Didn’t I?
Did I get mad or offended and put a stop to it? No. I just looked right into your camera, put two and two together and decided that if you were gonna be a foot fetish perv, I was gonna destroy your fucking mine with mine.
I’m well aware my soles N’ arches are shapely and pretty. 🤷🏼♀️
As a matter of fact, I’m well aware that I have rather very pretty feet in general, and while during that first day I caught you filming them I didn’t know just how deep and extensive this “Foot fetish rabbit hole” went, it was nothing a quick google search couldn’t teach me.
Turns out that all that arch popping I went with as a foot tease the very first time I noticed you filming my feet was about as bang on as you can get, isn’t that right my horny little coworker? 😏
Heels, dangling, shoe popping, arch flexing, soft, sexy, sole euphoria was something I was already naturally providing in dick destroying volumes, so turning up the tease and melting your fucking mind was almost as effortless and natural to me as breathing! 🤣
As it continued you couldn’t believe it! 🤯😵💫
You couldn’t be sure what the greater miracle was: That I knew you were recording and would occasionally put on very purposeful shows, or that during foot show after mind melting, cock stiffening foot show, I never stopped you or took offence!
For the longest time I actually never even said a word!! I didn’t have to. 🤷🏼♀️
With my feet alone I had come to own you. With my soft, creamy soles, high wrinkled arches & long flirtatious toes I owned you. With my sexy heels and the knowledge of how to use ‘em, I owned you.
And as the days turned into weeks, turned into months, I entertained myself with your hilarious addiction... Your hopeless infatuation with my beautiful feet and angelic soles! You were my puppet play thing. A big, strong man, turned to a puddle, powerless at the perfection that was my feet and how I was allowing you to eye fuck them so!
Tales Of The Step Mom: Perfection In The Pose (Part 3)
Typically, this would be the part where I say a few words to purposely get that excited cock of yours bouncing, as you sit down to enjoy what’s about to unfold before your very eyes…
However, I find myself in a pretty rare predicament if I were to do that. 🤔
This is actually one of the few times I’m super hesitant to say anything, even if it is to get your dick dancing in anticipation, because let’s be serious hun, after seeing the first two segments this final one couldn’t cum soon enough, could it? 😏
Not only that, but the overall theme I had set you up to take in as you enjoy me work my magic, is “How much my step son truly wanted to fuck my brains out now.”
How, “If you thought he wanted to fuck me bad before, wait until you see how bad he wan’t is now…” 😌
See, if I say what I want to say, then I’ll be letting the cat outta the bag! I’d be spoiling you getting to watch and hear what he does to show it himself… How he pleads with me to finally let him fuck me.
Right then and there, tied to my bed, he tries to reason and plead his case right into my pussy, and while I’m so, so, SOO 1000% gonna let him fuck my brains out, it won’t be tonight. No, not tonight. 😈
Watching his chips fall and his house of cards crumble, as he totally and completely gave into me, while not as “pleasurable” as being on my back moaning and screaming to several orgasms, had it’s own very unique and undeniable pleasure of it’s own. The pleasure of raw power. The pleasure of pure, genuine control. ⛓️
I now had all of it over my step son.
Besides, there was one last thing that I simply needed to inflict on him while I had him there all handsome and helpless on my bed. One last way I wanted to flaunt my feet and seduce with my soles. One last foot fetish heaven trick swimming in my mind that his predicament of a position seemed oh so perfect for, and why this is “Perfection in The Pose.”
To Be Continued… Xoxo -Gwen 💋
PS. Yes. You are about to see that right.
There is something he does near the end of his struggle. Something futile he decide’s to attempt as one last ditch effort to get me riding his brains out right then and there. Yes. He actually attempts to do it, and as hilarious as it is, it was also unexplainably 😍🥵
Tales Of The Step Mom: Perfection In "The Pose" (Part 2)
It was the perfect position to tie him in, and I knew it the moment I slid my bare ass (poking out of my "fuck me" outfit) slowly up his helpless body and towards his already drooling face.
I knew it even before I slowly, playfully brought my cute little slippered feet to his face, gently caressing his cheeks and already feeling his dick groaning into my my lower tummy... 🫦
If ever there was the perfect way to tie your step son to a bed and sexually wreck him, this was it. There was something so perfect about the entire scene laid out before him and I knew it. I knew I had him worse than he had ever been "had" and more hungry than any girl or women had ever made him, and possibly ever would again for ages to cum.
My little "fuck me" outfit and ankle slippers like the cherry on top...
I knew what this was. This was beyond erotic, beyond "bad" and about to go far, far beyond the point of no return, but I had very happily bought my one way ticket and had no intentions of looking back!
I knew all the fantasy boxes I was checking off for him, including (but obviously not limited to) the fact that if there could be a quintessential definition of "M.I.L.F" I was it.
So I embraced it, which is why my outfit blew his mind so bad. I was his dream milf and I fucking looked the part! 🤌🏻
And that was all just what he was seeing! I'd tell you to ask him for details on how what I was doing, am doing and will be doing to him next felt, but something tells me he's not really here with us anymore 😍😛
Tales of The Step Mom:
Perfection in "The Pose" (Part 1)
If you thought that my step son desperately wanted to fuck me before, you just wait until you see what happens next lol! 😈🤣
Not only was I about to tie him to my bed and legit fucking blow his mind, not only was I about to redefine how hot "The Pose" can really be, and not only was I going to show him the true definition of being frantically desperate to finally slide that big pretty penis inside me, but I was gonna do it all in a way that only a real goddess knows how.
There's a major difference between the thousands out there on Twitter and Insta claiming to be so called "Goddesses" "Foot Queen's" and "Dominant women" and someone who actually lives the lifestyle and practices the craft 🫳🏻🎤
(I had this taboo role-play evening broken up into 3 parts for you, because there's no fucking way you could ever get through the whole thing in one sitting anyway. You'll see. 💋)
xoxo
-Gwen 👸🏼
