My first language is not English, so I apologize. This is only one of many weird incidents in my life, and I will keep writing as long as people choose to read my story. I hope you enjoyed it. Please be advised that this material is highly graphic and may not be suitable for all audiences.  
 
CHAPTER 02

JOANN

 

Joann 59 years old

5'8" 

 

  By 4:00 p.m. on Friday, nothing was going on at the boy's club; usually, the entire club thing would drag on until 9:00 p.m., and I would be home within an hour of walking, so I took a walk back home while walking. I thought about a lot of things, but one thing was certain: no more of this ridiculous club. I joined this club solely for the sake of my uncle; after he died, I would no longer go there; I honestly did not want to go out; just Joann, that was what was on my mind most of the time. I looked at my watch, 5:00 PM, another hour to kill.

I walked in, and Joann was cooking in the kitchen; a quick hello and bye, and I went straight to my room, where I got busy reading a book. I looked at the time, 6:20 p.m., and as usual, I was horny as hell; Joann would finish at 6:00, and by 6:10, she was gone, so I ran to the lower level, to the laundry room, which was my heaven with all Joann's dirty laundry.
 

As I ran into the laundry room, I was surprised to see Joann still seated on a chair, her long legs crossed and smoking a cigarette, not even looking at me. She said, "Come on in, Happy Birthday."

She then took a very sensual deep drag on her cigarette and asked, "And how old are you now?"

She sat back in the chair and began to rub her bare feet on the floor while looking at me. I was so hard that I was sure she could see the bulging on my cock through my housecoat. Joann began to unbutton her uniform, and my heart was about to stop. She opened her uniform and said, "You like what you see?"

Then she stood up and removed her uniform. Looking at her and the way she stood and looked at me, she was more of a Goddess; she was a sculpture of beauty, with gorgeous feet, beautiful calves, sculpted thighs, a nice slender midsection, small saggy tits, small nipples, amazing shoulders, and neck.

She put her hair up while looking right through me with those hazel eyes, and her armpit hair was reddish; she was definitely a Goddess. I just wanted to get on my knees and adore her.

Then, while still looking at me, she removed her underwear, her pubic hair was pinkish, and stood up straight, tossed her hair back, and remarked, "So? Do you want to be at my feet?

I nodded yes.

I was rock hard, and my cock was going to tear apart my boxers.

Then she commanded, "Get on all fours and come right here."

I went on my knees, pointing in front of her feet, and began to approach her, but she sat back down and rubbed her feet on the floor.

When I was directly in front of her, she crossed her legs again and asked, "Do you want to lick my foot?" She raised her foot up to my face and said, "Just lick the dirt off and you get to taste me; is not that what you have always desired, to taste my feet?"

As I was about to lick her foot, she pulled it back and said, "Look at me." When I looked up, she locked eyes with me and said, "You start this, sooner or later, I will possess your soul, you are a man now, I am not forcing you to do this, you understand that you are on your knees and literally begging to lick my feet clean, right?"

I nodded yes, and she added, "Say it, say you understand it." I replied, "I understand."

She placed her foot next to my face and whispered, "Lick it clean."

I began licking her dirty foot, and she smiled and said, "Good boy, lick from heel to toe slowly."

 
Then she chuckled and added, "Let us consider this your birthday gift."

I was so hard in my boxers.


She continued, "Just keep licking my foot; how many years have you sucked on my sweaty socks? You should know the taste of my sweat, do not you?"

I could not quit licking her feet.

She asked, "Is not this what you have been dreaming about all these years?"

I was just licking her foot, going crazy, and it felt like I had been waiting for this my entire life.

She continued, "Calm down, I told you, lick starting from the heel of my foot and ending at my toes, then go back to the heel and lick to my toes; do not rush, do it gently; I will not deprive you; take your time and enjoy it."

I began as she ordered, with lengthy strokes on the sole of her foot, licking heel to toe.

She continued, "Good boy, you obey me; now you are going to cum, keep licking my foot and cum for me; cum now."

With her taste in my mouth, my body began to tingle; I could not believe I was about to ejaculate.

She said, "That is it; shoot your load now."

I came so hard in my boxers and just kept licking as I was cumming more, and she began to pat my head and say, "Good boy, you came."

Then I lowered my head down and began kissing the top of her other foot.

She giggled, rubbed my head, and asked, "Do you want to lick my other foot clean?"

I gazed at her.

She said, "Take off your housecoat."

I did, and I stood there in just my wet boxers.

She added, "I never realized how ripped you became; take off your boxers."

I did.
 

She glanced at me and said, "Wow, this is something; you are rather large."

She then crossed her legs, looked at me, and asked, "Do you want to lick this one clean?"

I returned to my knees, and she looked at me and said, "Good, you learned quickly, you know your place  now; come and lick my other foot clean."

I approached her and began to lick and kiss the dirty sole of her foot; she said, "Lick the dirt off of my foot, Jerk off, you can cum for me again, can't you?"

This time, when she turned her foot to the side and I licked it, she asked, "Which makes you to cum more, my dirty socks or dirty feet? Does my foot taste like my dirty socks, or is it better?"

As she stroked my head, she added, "You are going to cum again; keep licking my foot and cum again."

I came back really hard, still licking the sole of her foot, and more come was flowing out of me. She rubbed the sole of her foot across my tongue and face, saying, "Give me everything."

Then I got back on all fours and kissed her other foot again. Joann had no idea about my condition, or that I had an extremely short refractory period.

Her voice altered, and she asked, "Are you still kissing my foot?"

I nodded yes, and with surprise in her voice, she asked, "You still want me?"

I turned back to her and answered, "Very much so."

She uncrossed her legs and spread them wide; the hair between her legs was reddish, and as she pointed to her pussy, she remarked, "You know how this smells and tastes, right?"

I went back down and kept kissing her foot, saying, "Erik, come up here."

As she opened her pussy with her fingers, she pushed herself forward in the chair and said, "Lick me clean."

I started licking her pussy, I knew how it tasted, and she trembled slightly.

Then, as she placed her feet on either side of the chair, she shouted, "Eat me, do not you fucking stop, Erik, keep fucking eating."

I began to eat her clitoris, very gently sucking it in my mouth, she began to shiver a little, then she grabbed my hair and pulled herself up, forcing my face into her crotch as she moaned, she came really hard, I did not stop sucking, her cum was thick, I sucked all her cum in my mouth and swallowed, then as I was kissing her pussy, I felt her legs shivering, I kissed her inner thigh several times.

Then I began to kiss her clitoris, first gently, then more deeply; she moved her foot to my face, pushed me back, and yelled, "Stop."

I grabbed her foot and began kissing it incessantly. As I kissed her foot, she looked into my eyes and whispered, "You will not let go, will you?"

I shook my head, and she grinned and asked, "You want me that badly?"

As I kissed her foot, I nodded yes.

She continued to smile at me as I kissed her foot and asked, "What is this, Erik? "Are you already becoming my slave?"

I was still kissing her foot and could not let go.

She held my face, peered into my eyes, and asked, "Do you really want to serve me as a slave?"

I said, "More than anything."

She continued, "Erik, you will be like my dog and do whatever I want. Do you truly believe you can become a dog for me?"
 

Again, I kissed her feet and nodded yes, and she continued, "Jerk off for me the rest of the weekend as you normally do, and let me think this through."

I kissed her feet.

She said, "You know where to find my laundry," and then proceeded to change before leaving.

I could not believe what had happened; I was nude in the laundry room, and Joann's flavour lingered in my tongue.