Don't skip the new post just below 👇🏻 but I just felt like fantasizing about summer for a sec because this winter has been a FOREVER winter! (Still snowing here in April!!! 🤬)
But mainly because I'd like to see myself as your girlfriend's best friend, who DOESN'T know about your foot fetish, sitting next to you, my feet obliviously resting on the arm of your chair... Like this.
I take pretty quick showers, so you didn't have to wait very long before I reemerged from the washroom, fresh, clean and still draped only in my towel...
I know men, or more specifically, I know men's cocks, so I knew what you were thinking with as you watched me drift by you and get comfortable on the bed. Ass up, soles up and on purposefully display for you to take your horny little pictures 😵💫
I could feel you eye fucking me - and enjoyed the power of it, but we only had so much time to sneak this in. Something I pointed out with taunting laughter, as I reminded you that the longer you spend staring at me & NOT taking pics, the more awkward your excuse would be when explaining to the other 2 why it took you so long to go get your money! 😉
As much as you wanted to do so much MORE to me, and for me, you knew I was right. Besides, kissing me from my soles to my ass, before flipping me over and burying your tongue in my pussy was taking the line... And completely obliterating it.
As frustrated as you were at the sight of my ass peeking out from under the towel, something I had done on purpose for 2 reasons: To be mean as fuck to you and turn you on AND to show off a bit of my other ASSets to your foot fetish audience, you were still more than happy to find yourself in the secret role of my own personal fetish photographer!
After our usual morning to early afternoon stint on the beach (accompanied by copious amounts of mimosa’s!) we were all decided that going to the mixologist bar at the resort for the first time was long overdue and an absolute must!
It was you and Myles who had actually noticed it first. A fully dedicated cocktail bar, elegantly furnished dining, with a floor to ceiling bar shelf that took up the entire back wall! 😍
It didn’t have a dress code per-say, just said “casual dining”, but I had packed a couple cocktail dresses and I was gonna put at least one of em’ to use! Your Gf was excited that I wanted to dress up too, because she also packed a couple cute dresses she wanted to show off!
I offered to be the last to get ready since we only had the one shower/bathroom. (I had a fresh mimosa from the beach bar that I wanted to enjoy on the patio anyway.) I was in no rush. I’m on vacation time! 😎
Long story short, you boys were super quick to get ready, so instead of waiting around, I just told you to go down and get us a table. By the time your Gf was ready, I was on the last couple sips of my mimosa, so I just told her to head down too and I’d meet you all there in like 20 mins!
It was around the time she joined you guys that you realized you had made a grave mistake… You had forgotten tip money!! 😱
It might be an All-Inclusive, but yours and Myles male ego’s had been plenty vocal about the “Importance of tipping out of appreciation and pure principle!” (Which I totally agree with! All-Inclusive or not, the hospitality is still serving us and caring for us! I just thought that after all that talk it was hilarious that you still forgot! 😜)
But your forgetfulness paid off didn’t it? 😏
You ran back up to the room to grab money out of the little vault thing, expecting to hear me in the shower, but instead found me just coming in from the patio…
Covered on nothing but a towel. My soft, warm soles standing on the cool marble floor. You literally couldn’t have done a more obvious head to toe eye fuck in that moment!! 🤣
It was so wrong and naughty, but also insanely endearing lol! I looked at you, looked down at my feet, looked back at you looking at my feet and asked: "Wanna take a few more pics?"
The Jacuzzi hot tube in the room made a pretty cute and convenient place to pose my soles hey? I mean, the ear to ear grin on your face as you captured more shots of my feet seemed to say so!
Or maybe that was just the effect my soles had on you? 🤔
I smiled warmly at you after a couple minutes, scooted off the Jacuzzi and tip toed my way to the shower, leaving you practically holding your dick in your hand lol!
You were about to grab your money, “compose yourself” and head back down to the bar, when I suddenly poked my head back out the washroom and asked: “Wanna take a few more after my shower? I was thinking something a teeny bit more sexual…”
I had like an evil grin on my face as I left you with that, knowing full well you’d still be there when I got back out
Couples Retreat: Chapter 7 Sun Kissed Wrinkles! 👣🌞
To my intrigue, by the next morning, you had already proven your point! 😲
Apparently you weren't just being a random, horny foot guy looking for some excuse to lust over my feet! Your little foot fetish community was totally into them?!
But by the look of the link you had sent me to prove it - The activity on it I mean, maybe your "little fetish community" wasn't so "little" after all!?
Hundreds of people who had never seen me before, were "liking" and commenting on the pics you had posted on your foot page last night! Asking who I was, if I had a "model page" and if there was more where this came from?
Obviously their wasn't...
Yet.
By the time we were all at the beach later that morning, I had already come up with a clever little plan to change that, and I promptly instructed Myles to flip my sun chair so that my right side could get a break from the direct sun and my left side could soak it all up!
(Putting my soles practically in your face! 😈)
All it took was a quick, sneaky text to you: "You might wanna capture that 😏" and you were off to the races! Myles right next to me, your Gf right next to you, and there you were... Recording my soft, sun-kissed wrinkles! 🙈🤣
Couples Retreat: Chapter 6 My First Fetish Shoot? 🙈
You had done it. It was so surreal and a little bit nerve racking, but you had actually done it! You had found the perfect moment, that "meant to be" opening to just flat out say it, and you did!
You have a foot fetish. You have a foot fetish and you needed to tell me because I have amazing feet!? 😳🤭
You needed to tell me, because NOT telling me would be robbing me of an opportunity that "Soles like mine" were made for?! An opportunity that would be immensely lucrative if I wanted it, because I have feet that your world would love to see and I'd be nuts not to jump in feet first!?
You knew saying it all was a risk... But it was one that was worth the reward if it somehow managed to pay off! 🤞🏻
I took it more openly and more positively than you could ever have begun to dream! Blushing, giggling and demanding that you tell me more about this nughty world of yours, and grinning at you with total awareness of the sexual nature of it, when I asked:
"So... You've totally been eye fucking my feet this whole time hey?" 😏
... To which you responded the only obvious answer. 😜
Your dick stood rigid at attention when I softly agreed to take you up on your offer and let you "shoot" my feet so you could prove to me how hot your naughty little fetish world would find them! But it wasn't just the fact that I agreed that was so hot...
It was the fact that I not only added with a whisper in your ear, "I bet you'd like to shoot something else when it comes to my feet", but that I was being so blatantly flirtatious about this whole thing! The conversation ended as Myles and your Gf left the stage and rejoined us at the table, but not before I agreed once more to that photoshoot, IF we could manage to find some alone time during the vacation 😉
The very next night, as fate would have it, Myles was down at guest services booking a couple special dinners for us and your Gf was taking a shower, leaving said "alone time" to fall right into your lap!
I saw you grinning like a mad man the moment we were alone and instantly knew what you were thinking... So I waked out onto the deck, slipped my flip flops off, kicked my feet up on the table and said:
"I figure you've got 10 minutes, better make em' count." 😈
So I donno if my eyes were fuzzy or something? But when I looked at the timer before shutting off the camera, I swear it said "8:56!" As in, he made it longer than the first time!
... Yea, I didn't have the heart to tell him that he had actually done WORSE than the first time! 😬
He was just so pleased with himself that I thought I'd keep a secret until I had him edit it for me so he could see for himself that he failed 😁🤣
Let's just say now that he knows... Big pressure on for round 3
You had reached it. You had reached your breaking point and the timing couldn't be more bittersweet.
You were actually considering giving yourself a break that day, from the constant dick aching show that had been my feet so far - Especially my soles!
I mean... You had already snuck into the shower 4 times during this vacation to "relieve" some of the tension, and you didn't know if you could take another day subjecting your eyes, mind and cock to the ever softening sight of my plump, perfectly detailed soles! 😮💨
Unfortunately (and most fortunately) for you, it was a Saturday in Playa and the beach was BUSY! So busy in fact, that by the time we finished breakfast and got to the beach, the only 4 chairs together that we could find were a set of 2 in front, and 2 directly behind them!? 🤭
It was a confusing feeling for you wasn't it? Being so excited, yet in such horny agony, when you saw Myles and I take the ones in front, knowing it meant that once again I would be melting your fucking face all day!
If your life force could drool, you would have been sitting in a pool of your own longing! I was on display for you as if it was an actual fetish photo shoot; Moving, posing, flexing and showing off the gift that are my soles as if I was doing it on purpose! 🫨
Course, I 100% wasn't, but when I looked up briefly to catch your gaze penetrating the soft, wrinkled dick destroyers that are my soles, I couldn't help but think: "Was he just checking out my feet?" 🤔
In that instant, I think that one "eye lock" moment was your breaking point and the fantasies you had been having about getting to me and my feet, shifted from fantasy to reality. You stopped dreaming about what you "would" do with my feet, and started seriously plotting what you "will" do with my feet, and how.
Your plans were formulating based on what we were doing tonight: Going out for a night on the town! 🥳
(We had all decided it last night over dinner and wine, that we all wanted an impromptu night on the town, just walking and stopping at any restaurants or pubs that caught our eyes! The first one we would eat dinner at, and every one after that we would swing in for a couple drinks before discovering and experiencing more!)
As the day went on and our night on the town drew near, there were 2 plans you had constructed that you favoured more than any other. Both were no guarantee and definitely riddled with risk, but of all the horny thoughts you had fumbled through that day, they were the most realistic to bring to life.
Choose your own adventure!
Do you:
(A) Take out a bunch of extra money so that you can treat us to all the drinks in the world! You figure, maybe if you can get Myles and Your Gf in party mode, while making sure I have a few too many while we're, it just might set you up for a private one on one with my sleepy soles if you play your cards right!!
Everything would have to line up perfectly, but if I needed to be put to bed when we get back to the resort, and you manage to get Myles and your Gf in go mode, then you COULD potentially suggest more drinks with them at the resort bars after I went to bed!
Of course... (After the first round, you would tell them that you're just gonna pop back up to the room to grab some tip money and use the washroom quick, neglecting your full and utter intention to attempt getting intimate with my sleepy feet in the process!? 😳)
OR do you
(B)
Decide that the weight of this secret doesn't have to be carried alone.
You could see a potential world where you could tell me about your foot fetish by making sure there was something in it for ME! Maybe if the attraction and compliments that you so desperately wanted to share with me about my "Made for your fetish" feet were hidden in the offer of an insanely easy opportunity?
After all, you know so much about the foot fetish world, and you know that without a single, shadow of a doubt, I would be an absolute hit in it! Men would be lapping at their screens, dreaming about my feet, and cumming literal buckets of hot, horny honey for my soles! 🍯
So after several drinks, and an insane amount of double dating fun during our night on the town, you picked your moment and you told me.
Myles and your Gf were up with a ton of other people on the stage of Senior Frogs for a silly dance competition so it made it easy. While we were laughing, you looked me right in the eyes and you told me! 🤣
You asked me if I knew how beautiful my feet were, if I knew anything about the "Foot Fetish thing" and you said "You do know you could make bank with those feet right?!"
I laughed, I blushed, I said "You're fucking kidding right?!" But by the time Myles and your Gf had finished on the stage, I had agreed to let you do a "foot photo shoot" of me so you can prove just how "hot" my feet would be to your horny little fetish world!
(... There was even some flirty, sexual tension as we shook on it! 🤪)
As morning turned to afternoon, you and Myles had decided to order some lunches to the Cabana. Probably a brilliant call considering all those Pina Colada's were going down fast! 😅
The waitress told us it would be about 20 - 25 minutes, so once we had all ordered, your Gf and I decided it was the perfect time to go and do the swim suit shopping we had been wanting to do! You and Myles laughed at us, but you guys don't know anything! You can never have too many swim suits!
We each got a few new ones, went back to the room to change into one and got back to the beach just in time for lunch!
All of us hung out/around the cabana while eating, but once the food was gone and the Pina Colada's were flowing again, it was our turn to laze around in the cabana and you were more than a little bit excited to see how it complimented my soft, pink, pretty wrinkled soles! 😏📷
If I had known even in the slightest that you were into feet, then I think I would have immediately known what you were doing down there! Lucky for you that, at this point anyway, your secret was safe with you.
So you decided to rent the Cabana for the day hey? Considering that's guaranteed to pretty much always put my feet in your direct line of view, I'd say that's not a bad idea... (Not that I know anything about THAT particular ulterior motive of yours 😉)
Seeing as you rented it, Myles and I refused when you and your Gf offered to let us use it first. Besides, at 10am on a beautiful day in paradise like today, my heart is calling out for some sun worshipping! 🥰
Not that you had any issue with that option of a foot show either tho, did you?
From the relaxation of the bed in your cabana, ice coffee in hand, it was like me on the chair in front of you was your own private foot show! And with soles like mine, your camera was bound to capture some dick stiffening gold.
That's how you lovingly thought of my feet by the time we set up camp on the beach later that morning after your front row seat to my foot rub; Feeling thankful and blessed that they were on such easy and constant display for your viewing pleasure, but blissfully agonized by how much more you wanted of them!
Especially my soles hey? 😏
The sun was really starting to bring out all their natural pink and countless beautiful details... Their soft, deep, curvaceous wrinkles... 😇
As you sat there on the beach chair, your Gf literally sun screening your back for you as you eye fucked my soles once more, you racked your mind at how to get more!? Anything more!
Closer? As agonizing as it would be to not touch, you'd take it if it meant getting intimately close to them!
Maybe a secret photoshoot as a memento?! You'd risk getting caught if it meant getting a great angle and an amazing candid foot shoot!
You needed to come up with some kinda plan!! But what?!
Choose Your Own Adventure!
Do you:
(A) Rent a cabana for all of us to share! That would allow you to SO easily eye fuck my feet all day long! 😃
And not only when I’m out tanning on one of the sun chairs in front of it either! But whenever we all switch, you could easily flip on your tummy facing me while I'm in the cabana and get the same all-you-can-drool show of my soft, pink, wrinkled soles! The candid’s would be endless!
OR do you
(B) Notice that while tanning, my right side is clearly burning from facing the sun too much! In a brilliant and caring move, you suggest that I flip my chair around to give the side of me that’s burning a much needed break from the sun and tan my other side! You even offer to flip my chair around for me since Myles is away getting us drinks? Awe, so thoughtful! Thanks love! ❤️
…Of course, once my chair is flipped around, it just so happens to also result in my dick stiffening soles on display DIRECTLY in front of you, so close to your face that you can actually smell my sweet, pretty perfection!
You decide 💋
To Be Continued... xoxo -Gwen 😈
PS. My sole wrinkles loos so fucking cute when I sit on my knees like that 🤭
You knew that the safe thing to do was just wait for Myles to go back out for our second coffee's before coming out, saying good morning and hoping to catch a quick candid arch popping show... But going out and getting a front row seat to him actually massaging my feet - My plump wrinkled soles right before your very eyes, was just too good of a potential show to pass up!
As you slipped out of bed, your Gf still sleeping so sweet and soundly, dawned your cozy suite provided house robe, and calmly, quietly joined us out on the patio, smiling and saying a soft good morning before taking up the seat closest to my feet, you only hoped that your presence out there wouldn't deter Myles from going ahead with the foot rub he was about to give me!
Your risk was almost instantly rewarded as, after smiling and asking you how slept after all those shots last night, he proceeded to begin thumbing and kneading my plump, high, wrinkled arches for me without even the slightest glint of a second thought!
It was glorious! 🥹
Not just to you either! In the 6 months we'd all become friends, you not only knew all about my passion for being a yoga teacher, but you and your Gf had also done some couples yoga with Myles and I! (Experiences happily burnt into your mind and cock thanks to the candid, soft, sweaty, pink, flexing, popping perfection of my soles all throughout the practices!)
What you didn't know however, is that because of all that yoga, I'm a girl who loves her foot rubs! No, NEEDS her foot rubs!! And recruiting Myles to tend to my soles was a very regular thing! So despite his own lack of a foot fetish like you, he was very much used to keeping up with my constant need to have my feet touched!
From your chair, all you needed to do was turn your head slightly to the left and you could see my feet being rubbed so close by, that they almost seemed like they were resting on your lap! Which, in this situation, was a good thing they weren't!
The baggy flow of your house robe was JUST BARELY keeping your huge, rock hard erection hidden from us, so if my feet were in your lap, they'd be getting easily held up proudly by your aching cock!! 🤭
As the show unfolded, your mind raced with fantasy after fantasy after fantasy of you, me and my feet!
Fantasies of telling me, fantasies of being alone with me, of touching, smelling, kissing and licking! 🫠😍
Fantasies of showing me the ever growing, ever popular and extremely lucrative "foot fetish world", that you would claim I would be a total, jaw dropping hit in!
A hit you'd be more than honoured to take pics and vids for! 😏
And as your mind swam in bliss, you sank into horny, euphoric relaxation out there on the deck with us, casually, cooly adjusted your chair so it was facing my soles more head on, while yawning and stretching in the process to make it look like you were just getting cozy.
Myles? He was clueless. But me? You were definitely playing it as cool as a cucumber... Still, as he rubbed my feet, there was a couple of brief moments where I could have sworn you were purposely staring at my soles? 🤔
He actually had so much (false) confidence going into this little challenge/game of ours, that he told me I could go ahead and make him cum as quick as I wanted… That he could handle the challenge and “At least last 15 minutes while I worked my best magic on this cock!"
… 😆
Yea, you’re about to watch me suck & stroke that male ego right outta him! Proving almost effortlessly, that him making it 10 minutes in this new game of mine will be difficult enough… Let alone 15! 😈🤣
Now that you know that juicy little tidbit going into this, lemme give you the context before you watch me have my way with his cock babe!
You guys weren’t the only ones that I created a game for while I was relaxing and recharging in Mexico! I also just so happened to think up a brilliant and wonderfully evil new game for my husband and I! 🥰
If you’ve been following me, you’ll probably remember that a couple years ago I put him through some very long, mean and sanity testing sexual training in order to help him improve his stamina for me and my bondage wants.
A big part of what makes bondage teasing & edging so hot to me personally, is watching, feeling and hearing what happens to my toy as the teasing & edging goes on longer than he thinks he can handle. So a few years ago, when he could only take like 10-15 mins of edging before his dick was running like a river, I just wanted more lol! Like, at that point I’m only just getting started and really getting into it!
Fast forward to AFTER that edge training, and now I can fuck with his mind, body and cock much more freely! I can suck, stroke, tickle, lick, tease and kiss him relentlessly for much longer! Sometimes 60-90 minutes at a time, and that is much more fun and fulfilling for me! 😊
… But would it be too much to ask for a teeny bit more? 😇
See hun, I realized that a HUGE part of his endurance is also the fact that I know every inch of his body inside and out! I know every inch of his cock. Where to lick it, how to lick it, where to kiss it, where to suck and how to stroke.
I know that if I pin his rock hard cock to his tummy and make-out with the underside of his shaft near his tip - Kissing, licking and swirling my tongue in a wet, whirlwind of loving circles, I could have him exploding from it in like, 1 minute flat!
I know that if I gently suck his cock while tickling his nipples he pretty much insanely melts to orgasm! I know his legs, his feet, his nipples and his neck, and I know exactly how to play them if I want him moaning, begging, gasping or suddenly cumming. So really, I’m just as responsible for his improvement in endurance as he is!
Totally! He’s definitely gotten much more dick discipline for me, and the amazing, long, deep, passionate sex that we’re blessed to be able share together is proof of that, but it still doesn’t change the fact that my deep and flawless knowledge of his sexual body, is just as responsible for his sexual discipline improvements as his own personal successes!
So what did that mean? 🤔
What could I do to put more responsibility and pressure on him to independently improve his cock for me more? That was the thought I was having while drinking my coffee out on the deck one morning while he was still in bed, and as I had the thought, the obvious answer just hit me!
Flip it all around! Like, Reverse it all!!! 😲
What if Instead of challenging him with more edge training, I just reversed it on him?! I used my own natural craving’s for his cock and how well I know all his hot spots, to drain his big, pretty cock as quickly as I wanted, as often as I wanted!! That would make his responsibility in our little game so easy and straightforward:
Try NOT to cum!
I mean, obviously he’s gonna cum… Like, every time. His penis doesn’t even stand a chance. But EVEN learning to last progressively longer for me as I inflict ridiculous amounts of hot pleasure on him, while purposely trying to for.ce him to cum as quick as possible, would mean that he’s independently improving!
If he could learn to last even 20 minutes against me sucking and stroking him feverishly to a direct orgasm, just imagine how much more I could fuck with him in edging/teasing sessions!? Like a whole new level of “I’m gonna fucking wreck my husband tonight!!” 😃
Making him cum is easy, and I love watching him cum because he always cum’s so cute and so much! So as much as I adore teasing and edging him, all I really needed to do mentally was focus on that to play my part in our game to perfection.
To Be Continued…
Xoxo
-Gwen 💋
PS. I know, he’s a long way from 20 minutes. Fuck… against my hands, lips, tongue and mouth, he’s a long way from 10 😏
By day 2 you could have sworn that IF your dick did actually have a mind of its own , it would have been dizzy!
Knowing the situation you were in, you did your absolute best to not stare at my feet TOO much, but a vacation of this nature made that SO FUCKING HARD! I mean, my soles seemed like they were everywhere you looked! 😱
And as the candid views of my soft, tanning, high wrinkled arches continued to shoot to your cock, you found that it wasn’t just that part of you I was effecting… No, you had quickly realized the gravity of your situation, and that this trip wasn’t just going to be heavenly hell on your cock, it was gonna be heavenly hell on your mind and heart too 😏
Despite your best efforts of restraint and discipline, me and my pretty, pink soles had already begun to cloud your every thought, your every feeling and your every desire. If you weren’t so on fire for them, you might have actually even begun to feel a glint of guilt for eye fucking them so passionately with Myles and your girlfriend always so close by!
(Pairing that with the endless additional buffet of all those other candid beach soles, you were in constant, all you can feet paradise! 🥰)
As the 3rd day dawned, you and your Gf still cozy in bed while Myles & I did our regular morning and coffee routine, the time was quickly coming for you to, in some way, shape or form, get a bit more acquainted with my feet… But how 🤔
Now it’s time for you to play your part in this interactive game of ours by
Choosing Your Own Adventure!
DO YOU:
(A)
Notice that on this particular morning, as Myles & I share our coffee out on the patio, that my feet are propped on his lap… And that… No way?! Is he about to give me a foot rub?! 😲
Seeing this, and being absolutely sure that after 6 months of getting to know him, you’re 99.9% positive that he DOESN’T have a foot fetish, meant a casual and innocent opening for you to go out and enjoy watching him literally massage my sexy feet right before your very eyes!!
With a cool, calm confidence, you casually join us on the patio and, with a deep ache in your dick, watch him massage my feet!
OR do you
(B)
Decide to play it on the safe side for now, figuring he might catch you staring, and wait for him to go back out and get me my second coffee before you come out and join me.
After all, you’ve been paying VERY close attention to everything that’s me and my feet, and had already made the dick stiffening discovery that whenever I sit, I tend to naturally show off/flex my arches!? Popping them innocently in such a way, that you could easily soak up a drool inducing candid show while you joined me on the patio in his absence!
You’re gonna play a game with me and the good news is, anyone with a foot fetish can learn to play it!
It’s an interactive game, guided by yours truly, that is jam packed full of visuals and experiences that are sure to get your penis pumping!
(Of course, it’ll be up to how you and your fellow foot lovers decide to play it that will determine what you do/don’t see as the game unfolds, so cast your votes carefully as they come!)
The rules are simple, so take your hand off your cock and pay attention!
Rule #1
Immerse yourself in the EXACT role I will be giving you (momentarily). This will be your character in our game for its entire duration!
Rule #2
Do as I say, when I say it. I am your naughty guide and you will follow my directions! 👸🏼
Rule #3
Vote in Every. Single. Poll. Your vote WILL make a difference!
READY?! The let's get you and your new character all set up to begin chapter number one! 😁
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---> You and your significant other have become close friends with Myles & I ever since meeting and chatting it up at a pub 5 months ago! We all just seemed to hit it off and vibe so well together as a group, that before we knew it, we were exchanging numbers and going on double dates like every other week!
---> One of the VERY FIRST things you noticed about me was my feet… You couldn’t really help it!! That first night in the pub I was wearing this casual, but ridiculously hot pair of semi-high sandals that showed off my sexy, wrinkled arches and satin soft soles so well that they might as well have been screaming at you!! 🤯
---> For the sake of your own significant other, and how awesome our friendships had quickly become, you made absolutely certain to keep your ever growing attraction to my feet a well guarded secret - Stealing those much needed glances (As seen above 😏) when you could, but respecting the obviously delicate and tricky boundaries of you situation!
---> In a whirlwind of adventure and “why the fuck not” attitude, we all decided to book an impromptu vacation getaway together to Mexico during our most recent double date! 🥳
The day of our vacation arrives and you find us all standing happily at the gates of our resort in Mexico! And thus… Your Adventure begins!
Morning sunshines!! Hope you all had a lovely sleep because I know I sure did! My head hit the pillow and I was out! 😴
SO as I was saying quickly last night…
That resort that we just stayed at was BUSSSYYYYYYY! 😲
Like, I adored the warm weather and the vacation itself, but midway through both Myles & I were completely peopled out lol! It was like a 24/7 party, and we’re not party poopers by any means, but we did book an “adult only resort” for a reason…
I can now officially say “old” people party harder than the wee ones! 🤣
But yea! Myles & I still made sure to get plenty of treats for you in the times we weren’t too busy in the hubbub and I’ll be sprinkling all of them in with our other sexy adventures over the next few weeks!
Xoxo
-Gwen 🥰
PS. I had a little series made specifically for you that’s gonna make you feel like you were right there with me the whole time! (Perhaps spying/perving out on my candid soles like I caught more than several men doing…? 😏)
I just got in this evening and it was a hella long ass flight so I’m gonna keep it short love’s!
I’ll be catching up on ALL our chats tomorrow but right now, this girl bear needs her pet’s, her kiddo and her soft, cozy bed!
I did take tons of fun things for you while I was away, but with how busy my resort was I had like ZERO down time! (More on that later!) Right now, all YOU need to know is:
I’m back! 😈
I’ve got lots of treats! 😇
I’ll be back chatting with tomorrow, 💬
AND your subs are all half off for a little while! (So take advantage of that!)
Hey Loves! These soles are finally getting back to the sun!! I'm gonna be on vacation for the next few weeks so I definitely won't be as active! That said, I'm sure they'll be some "soles in the sun" fun that I'll be having captured for you over the course of my time in paradise! 😉
As clearly predicted, the need for a 20 minute cool-down period was quickly approaching! Just trailing a single finger-tip up is helpless cock, I could feel the cum in him surging! His balls so full at this point that they her overflowing into his shaft lol! 😂
There had been a very clear increase in precum leaking out of him like a river and in my expert experience that always means orgasm immanent!
No thank you Mr. Wilson. I’m pump out your hot, desperate honey when I’m good and ready for it, and I simply wasn’t yet!
It’s interesting to note, that after the over-stimulation applied in our “Hot Spots” therapy treatment, many of our male clients experience a sort of unfulfilled, leaking and almost ruined-like orgasm state. As much as our research can indicate, this is due to the many miss-fired signals and overstimulated sex drive wires getting crossed from such prolonged teasing and edging.
However, as you will clearly see, Mr. Myles Wilson did not suffer such fate, and to his utter “Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God” bliss, gave me a very full, very hot and very productive orgasm!
Further tests should be ran on milking his cock, as I believe he would make a very valuable contribution to our “Cum Collection Program!”
Nothing get’s rid of exhaustion, feeling stretched thin and being WAY too over-tired like spending some quality, TLC time with one of our wonderful “patients!” It’s why I love this job so fucking much!!
Jet lagged, half asleep and in need of a refuelling, I found my cup quickly being refilled by the delicious moans, coo’s and whimpers coming from Mr. Wilson’s bound, helpless, horny, increasingly desperate body! 🥰
It is very common practice among our more particularly sensitive clients like Mr. Wilson, that mandatory “cool-down” periods be implemented into their “Hot Spot” therapy sessions. It’s not out of kindness or pity, but as a direct result of their oversensitive bodies betraying them (and us as their caregivers) into a sudden, unseeable and erratic orgasm!
An orgasm which, if you haven’t caught on by now, is something we encourage prolonging, edging and denying our patients of for as long as possible!
No, the primary goals during “Hot Spot” therapy sessions is to erotically max out the patients particular hot spot, while getting them accustomed to a new level of sanity cracking horniness, need and begging desperation that is beyond their previous limits! This is a very important breakthrough for training their minds into being better tickle slaves and sex toys!
It was quite clear said “cool-down” period would need to be implemented for proper training and data control… But not yet. No, this laughing, begging, air thrusting pet of mine can endure a bit more before a break 😈
It had been an absolutely exhausting and draining work week, and trust me when I say this: That is something you’ll only EVER hear me say once in the calendar year as head of The Tickle Asylum!
Why? Because this past week was our annual “Elitist meet N greet”, where I essentially have back to back (to back, to back, to back to back…) meetings around the globe with some of the richest and most powerful people who work in the showdowns of this world!
Yes, it’s actually as crazy and like, “underworld” as it sounds, and no, due to the NDA’s the girls and I are required to sign working with and for such people, I can’t tell you anything more than that! 😬
Just understand this…
Our “Treatments” & “Methods” work miraculous wonders as behaviour therapy for those who’ve been deemed in “need” of it right? So just imagine the kind of, shall I say “Sensitive information” that such treatments and methods could acquire, if applied to the right person?
Say… Someone with information that a certain other very rich and powerful someone really wants? Yea, I think you smell the coffee I’m a’ brewing! 😉
(You’d be amazed at what happens when someone is tied down to be teased, tickled, licked, sucked, kissed, worshiped, feathered and ravished by 6 VERY talented women at once! All of us taking sweet, gentle turns whispering in their ears the promise that we’re NEVER gonna let you cum until they tell us what we need to know…)
After a few days of that at 5-6 hours a day, people will tell you anything if it means finally getting to cum...
So It is with total transparency that I admit to you that there IS a devious and dark side to what we do here at The Tickle Asylum, and that you are now one of the few people on earth privy to such information! (🤫)
Now that you’re caught up to speed… And while I do adore the “cliental” that these meetings bring us in the future, the actual doing of all this hush hush corporate smooshing and hand shaking is definitely all work and no play! In the last week Brandi (being senior staff under me) and I have spent more time in the air than we have with our feet on the ground!
We lost count of how many hands we shook and how many hot, steamy, tickle-gasmic virtual tours we gave! All we know is that the summer of 2025 is going to be a very lucrative year for us!
By the time we did FINALLY get home, both of us were BEYOND exhausted, but oh-so-ready to get back to the orgasmic hands on routine that we had grown so in love with!
And while it is pretty common-place for one of the girls to cover our sessions for the first few days after the “Elitist Meet N Greets”, this time around, getting my hands, lips and tongue all over a helpless patient was EXACTLY what I knew the doctor would order!
… And it just so happened that the day of my return flight was the scheduled session for Mr. Wilson’s “Hot Spots Therapy” Session! 😈
I quite literally made the arrangements to have him brought to my private quarters in the limo ride back, got in the door, kicked off my heels, stripped off my pants and took a B-line to my room to get me some much needed helpless moaning, grunting and begging!
*****
As you may have noticed, the treatment session’s official title for book-keeping was changed from “Hot Spot Therapy” to “Hot Spots Therapy” and this was no mistake, nor an insignificant change! It notes the detail and cohesive teamwork of us here at The Tickle Asylum! (It also gives me the much deserved opportunity to credit one of my invaluable girls here at The Tickle Asylum: Megan!! 🥰)
While I will leave it to Megan to give herself the intimate and wonderful introduction that she deserves and see’s fit, in this moment, I would be remiss to not acknowledge her hard work and dedication towards our patients here at The tickle Asylum!
It was under Meg’s very sensual, very methodical, very erotic care, that the discovery of Mr. Wilson’s additional hot spot was made! When she had the mind to strap him down and alternate between licking his soles and cock over and over, until he actually climaxed from pure foot worship alone!?
It is hard work and dedication like this, that allows us to make vital adjustments in our treatment plans, and as such, you will now yourself be treated to witnessing not only the erotic destruction of Mr. Wilson’s nipples, but is helpless, sensitive soles too! 😌
(I have also included a vid cap from Megan’s session with Mr. Wilson, for your viewing pleasure, starring the very talented fetish artist “Pabuluz”
Being in town for work for a week, your father and I wanted you staying with us, and we wouldn’t take no for an answer!
Despite your slight preference for staying in a hotel and having your own space, you agreed to stay with us after a little coaxing. Besides… Getting more chances to get lost in your step mum’s soft, creamy, beautiful wrinkled soles, REALLY wasn’t something you wanted to pass up, was it? 😏
Nope. 💁🏼♀️😜
Almost 3 years later, my gorgeous, detailed soles still floored you just like the very first time you had laid eyes on them, so it really was such a shame that you had decided to keep your foot fetish a big secret from me the entire time!
I mean, I guess if I did know, I would understand your reservations… It is after all a VERY sexual thing, is it not? Not that I know of these little things that I’m about to list, but over the past 3 years you had:
Stolen a few pairs of my socks out of my laundry basket. Taken several candid pics of me and my unknowing soles Touched yourself countless times using said socks & pics Suffered through agonizing foot dreams starring moi!
And perhaps funniest and most endearing of all, you had made a ritual of smelling my various shoes, flip flops, heels and boots by the front door, whenever you get a sneaky chance to do so!
(The winter boots that were made to wear barefoot are particularly agonizing aren’t they? 🤭)
Yea those ones smell like this sweet, warm, natural sole scent that, even after all this time, you still can’t possibly put to words!! It just smells too amazing for simple words to capture, don’t it?
I guess if I DID know all that, I’d have to put my money on it being a very sexual thing lol! So being your step mum, I suppose that would put you in a very naughty and vulnerable position wouldn’t it? Telling me that my pretty feet make you all hard and horny!?
Still, it is a BIT of a shame considering how much I like foot rubs...
I mean, if I had it my way I’d get them on the daily! Not that your dad doesn’t give me them from time to time or when I ask (as you’re about to witness in agonizing disbelief) but he’s not you! He doesn’t have a foot fetish!
I can only imagine that guys like you with a hot, passionate, insatiable foot fetish would massage my soles with the same kinda passion as like… Fucking right!? Making sweet love to every inch with your loving fingertips until I can’t possibly help but notice that this “is no ordinary foot rub!”
At that point one might even be inclined to let their step son introduce them to foot worship! Can you imagine that?! You’d have me gently moaning in no time as your licked the heavenly canvas of my soles and sucked each and every one of my toes!? 🥵
Such a shame!
All well, I guess I’ll just have to settle for the one your dad’s about to give me while he watches his sports stuff - You sitting there with a pillow on your crotch losing your fucking mind while thinking:
The Tickle Asylum - An Interlude: Will there be Revenge?!?! 😱
My helpless, ticklish soles are in your hands my loves... My bound body, broken with no mercy teasing, edging & tickling Ravaged with endless bound orgasms...
It's all up to you 🫣
Will my special patient Mr. Myles Wilson find a way to escape one of his "private treatments" with me and get his revenge?!
You decide. xoxo Dr. Gwen Grey 💋
PS. I'm gonna regret having these teaser pics taken for you guys, aren't I? 🤦🏼♀️🫶🏻
Seeing as the poll is slightly leaning "Yoga instructor" but the passionate comments are clearly leaning "Personal Trainer", I thought I'd pop my gym stuff back on, prop my soles back up in your face real quick, and show you what it would look like right before you mouth fucked your personal trainers feet! 😁
You just finished another session with me and finally worked up the courage to offer me a foot massage!?
Your plan at first was to say absolutely nothing about your actual foot fetish (or anything it entailed!) You really just wanted to see and touch my feet so bad that it was hurting your heart, and doing that was as far as you had gotten in your head.
... Until I agreed with a cheeky/naughty undertone and casually peeled off my gym shoes and socks right in your face!! 🤣
You'd seen my feet in fleeting moments when I changed into my sandal slides after a training session, but this was a completely different story!!!
You'd never got a good look like this! 👀🤯
My feet up, crossed at the ankles, and most importantly... My soles! This was no fleeting look! This was my soft, sweaty, gorgeous, wrinkled milf soles on full, face melting, dick stiffening display!
And the "dick stiffening" part? Yea, that had quickly become quite clear to both of us 🤭
Which is how we got here! You on your knees, moments away from that first hungry sniff... That first passionate kiss and that first loving lick to a pair of soles you'd been day dreaming about for over a year now!
And me: Half humoured and half thoroughly intrigued about this whole "foot fetish" thing that (thanks to your raging erection) you had no choice but to come clean about!
I'm just gonna google all this foot porn stuff that you swear I'd be amazing at while you pop my foot worship cherry lol! (But I should tell you that I REALLY fucking love having my feet touched... So don't you hold back foot boy 😉