Courting Her, A Femdom Novel

Chapter Two-3

Alex peeled them around her heels then pulled them off from her toes, laying them flat on the armrest. He kneaded her bare feet with his fingers, and Kimberly returned to the movie. At a funny part, she laughed and looked over at Alex. He looked up at the TV, but he had missed the funny part. “Alex,” Kimberly said, “you’re not even watching the movie, you’re watching my feet.”

“I’m watching it.”

“What funny thing just happened?”

Alex looked down. “I don’t know. I’m sorry. You just have really cute feet.”

Kimberly pulled one out of his lap, put it up near his face, and lightly slapped his cheek with it. “Cute?” she said.

Alex grinned. “Sorry. I meant beautiful.”

“That’s better.” Kimberly set her feet back in his lap, and Alex returned to massaging them. “Did you want to kiss them some more?”

Alex slowly nodded. “Yes,” he whispered.

“Yes what?”

“Yes, please.”

She stretched her foot up, and Alex bent to meet it with his lips. Dropping it from him each time he moved to kiss it, she made him bob his head awkwardly in the air and giggled at him. Finally, she left it there, and Alex gave the top several kisses while he had the chance. She paused the movie and slid down the side of the couch. Alex turned toward her. She pressed the bottom of her foot to his lips, and Alex gave it a long open-mouthed kiss, moaning lightly. “Oh, Alex, I love watching you kiss my feet.”

He answered by moaning and kissing his way down from her toes to her heel. She lifted her other foot up, and Alex held them for her against his face as he moved from one to the other of them, kissing and moaning. Kimberly squeezed her thighs together and felt a flutter there between her legs. She lifted her skirt and pressed her fingertips against her blue panties. In a short time, Alex—who had his eyes mostly closed as he kissed—noticed her lifted skirt and playing fingers and kept his eyes open to watch.

“Use your tongue. I want to watch you lick.” Kimberly gasped as she pressed with her fingers.

His tongue flicked out, crossed the tops of her toes, slid between two, then tickled down her arch. “Alex, I’m getting aroused. When a woman gets aroused, her man’s job is to satisfy her.” She hooked a heel behind his head. Alex nodded, moving toward her as she pulled with her foot. She positioned him between her knees and told him to move to the floor and remove her underwear. Alex knelt next to the couch and, reaching under her skirt, slid her panties down her thighs and past her knees. Kimberly pulled her legs up and her feet through the loops, then she reached out and grabbed Alex’s hair. “You’re going to use your mouth on me.”

“Yes, Kimberly.”

She pulled in and clasped him with her legs. With a hand on top of his head, she adjusted his face, aligning it how she wanted. She pressed her other hand against her breasts and squeezed her n*****s between her fingers. She moaned and undulated her hips. His mouth felt soft and warm against her, and Alex had some idea of what he was doing. He had a technique down. She would certainly want it tweaked in time. He was a little too dainty, nibbling around the edges with his lips for too long. He wasn’t tasting strumpets at a tea party; he was eating a woman’s p***y. It was not a time for daintiness. She pulled him hard by the hair to let him know how she wanted it, but the long evening had gotten her wet enough that she climaxed powerfully in a short time. Alex pleased her by remaining where he was, lightly kissing her, long after she finished, waiting until she guided him away with her hand.

Alex tried to crawl toward her after being released, she guessed for a kiss, but Kimberly pushed him down by the top of his head. “No, no. I don’t want to taste myself.” Alex slid back up onto the couch and sat at her feet. He licked his lips and bowed his head. “We can finish the movie some other time.” Kimberly stood. “Am I staying for breakfast?”

“Yes. I mean, I’d like you to.” Alex popped up from the couch, still hard for her and leaking into his underwear. She looked down at him until she was sure he knew where her eyes were pointed, then she grinned. “I’ve gotten suddenly very sleepy,” she said, reaching up and touching his cheek. “Tonight’s going to be just about me.”

“Sure, that’s fine. I understand.”

She drew close to him. Pulling back his waistband, she peeked in at his Cute Thing that would go untouched, and smiled.