The Special Treatment (Foot Fetish Audio Porn)

The Special Treatment (Foot Fetish Audio Porn)

Introduction

It’s so good to see you here at my office. I’m eager to welcome all my new patients. But you, you’re a special case, aren’t you? I always say that this is a professional space, but we both know that adults like us have needs.

My needs are all focused on you. But since all of this is just between the two of us, thanks to patient-therapist confidentiality, I want to make sure that we cover the ground rules before our session. I’m giving you my undivided attention, so I expect the same dedication in return.

If you’re driving out in public, around friends, or can’t strip your inhibitions, let’s do this another time. If you’re still listening, I’m glad. Since we’re both legal adults, we can strip down, literally and figuratively.

Relaxation

I want you to get comfortable, so strip down entirely and lay back. We’re going to explore your mind, and mine. If you’re as good a patient as I think you’ll be, you’ll get a very happy ending to your session today.

Let’s relax, ease into each other, and get started with a fantasy that both of us will love to explore. Let’s start with a deep breath together. Taking some deep breaths to open our minds to all the possibilities.

Let’s start with a deep breath together. Inhale. Remember to breathe as deeply as you can, filling your chest fully. Hold it for three, two, one, and exhale.

Feel all that stress and tension roll out of your shoulders. as you exhale. Feel every heartbeat as it fills your body. Take another deep breath and let my voice fill you. Let your thoughts slip to the back of your mind as you fall deeper and deeper into the sound of my voice. Let it carry your mind away to a place where stress, obligation, work are all just words without weight.

Let’s inhale again. Let your breath fill you and hold it for three, two, one. And exhale slowly, getting rid of every lingering thought, every bit of frustration and tension. We’re the only two people here. Let my voice massage the aches and pains away.

Feel the peace opening between us as we embrace this moment together. Let everything else go. I’ll guide your mind take you where we need to go. A place that focuses on your pleasure and surrounds us with my fantasy. We can only get there together. Another deep breath, one that makes your toes relax and spread through your fingers.

Hold it as you embrace the calm. Then exhale whatever thoughts and worries remain. They’re gone now. Don’t have a place here between us. Nothing should be between us. Nothing should be between us. No stresses. No space. No clothes.

Your body is heavy, but you’re separated from it now. You’re in my fantasy with me. And I’ll take very good care of you. All you have to do is listen and use your hands when the time is right. You’ll know exactly when that is. And I trust you to be the very best patient so that I can show you my own brand of specialized therapy. Specialized therapy.

Erotic Audio Story

I’ve always prized my professionalism. But there are times, well, there are specific patients that come in for therapy that I’d rather fuck some sanity into. I figured that I’d gotten over those intrusions. I figured that I’d gotten over some of my negative thoughts.

Until you came into my office. Mmm. You’re something special. And I knew that right away. You were nervous, but sure of yourself. It was a contradiction that got my attention. Not to mention your looks. So I walked around my desk to sit across from you in my plush, comfortable chairs.

They’re meant to prioritize comfort and make you more willing to share. I cross my legs and notice you looking me over. Feel free to look. I enjoy being seen as a woman, not just a therapist. And I know that you’re not focused on anything but me, exactly as I am.

You drink me in, focusing on my black skirt, my nylon thigh-high stockings, and my delicate heels. Your eyes linger on my toes as I curl them against my heels. Can you see my red nails? Are you imagining how soft my feet are, noticing how they slip in my heels ever so slightly?

You’re ignoring my scoop neck top that reveals plenty of cleavage and the way my curly red hair stops right at my nipples. I’m not going to complain, though, not when you’re making that face. Mmm. You look like you’re ready to give me anything and everything I ask for without any kind of prompting. The corner of my lips turn up.

You finally meet my eyes through my glasses, and my smile grows softening. So what brings you in today? All I see on your sheet is something about figuring out a fetish. Fetish. I say. You tell me that you’re ashamed of your fetish, that people always think it’s terrible and weird. You tell me that you haven’t told any of your partners about it because you’re so worried that they’ll see you differently. But you don’t tell me what the fetish is. Hmm. Interesting.

I watch and wait for the right time to jump in. Once you look to the side, still not revealing your fetish, I sigh. To be able to move forward, you need to feel comfortable sharing with me. I’ve heard terrible things. Odd things. Wonderful things. But I know that opinions are all a matter of perspective.

Nothing you say will shock me, and I can’t and won’t share anything that happens in our session. You still hedge around the topic until I let my strappy heel fall to the floor. I watch you as your eyes instantly dip to my nylon-covered foot. Sorry, my feet are just so sore after being in heels all day. You don’t mind, do you? You shake your head.

So tell me about your foot fetish. Get it all out. I’m not going to judge you, I promise. You look surprised. You look surprised that I figured it out so quickly, but I’m very good at my job. You look surprised that I figured it out so quickly, but I’m very good at my job. I’m also a bit of a fetishist myself.

So when you start to tell me how sexy you find feet, how beautiful the soles of a woman’s feet are, how delicate their toes are, I feel my own body warming in reply. When you mention the soles of a woman’s feet, mine tingle a little. When you mention toes, I picture you sucking on mine, licking between them, your eyes on me as you work yourself up, getting harder and harder.

Oh. I fan my skin lightly when you say that nylons are your weakness. That a foot covered in nylon is the sexiest thing because the nylon is slippery, soft, inviting. I rest my foot on my knee, ignoring my shoe on the floor. I’m already getting turned on.

My nipples are hard, my belly tight, and heat threatens me. I’m fighting the urge to strip down so that I’m only in my nylons. You’re close enough that I could stretch and rub my toes over your knees. Based on how you’re looking at my foot, as if you’re talking to my perfectly painted toes, I bet you’d love that, wouldn’t you?

I bet you’d love the smell of my nylon-covered feet. You’d moan the second my toes slide across your lips. Your lips are like a little toe on your tongue. You’ll be so hard and ready. You’ll want to fuck my feet. The idea has never been more appealing.

You shift in your seat, uncomfortable and turned on, but I lick my lips. So, tell me more about your fantasy and why you’ve been keeping it to yourself. As you talk, I subtly move my chair closer. Since I’m sure you haven’t noticed, I do it again.

You’re getting nervous, looking away from me, so I undo my other heel and stretch my legs out, rubbing my toes over your jeans. You stop talking and look down. You tell me that you don’t want to like feet, that it would be easier to not want to fuck a woman’s feet. The more you talk, the more I trail my toes over your leg.

I slide one foot just under your pant leg, so you can feel the slippery nylon across your skin. You suck in a breath and cross your arms over your lap. There’s no shame McQueen in liking feet. People like what they like, and I’m sure you take good care of the women you date, I croon. You look a little less nervous as my other foot slides over your thigh.

What you need to do is embrace your fetish to see that women can can like it too. So massage my foot. Whatever happens will happen, but it’s time to embrace what you feel. I encourage. You slowly start to rub my foot, first with one hand, lightly, then with both, massaging my foot. It feels so, so good. There’s nothing wrong with a massage.

Plenty of women like having their feet touched. They love pedicures. They love having… Having their legs stroked. Any kind of appreciation, I say. But I’m loving it even more. The way you rub the soles of my feet, massaging and kneading them so perfectly.

It makes me moan again. I put my other foot in your lap and nudge your hardening cock with my toes. I smile and lick over my bottom lip. Our eyes meet and I know, I know you’re as turned on as I am. I bet you’re picturing my nylon-clad toes rubbing your cock or fucking my soft feet as I moan and urge you on. Maybe that’s the kind of therapy you really need.

I think you deserve it. You deserve to know how normal and how welcome. a fetish like yours is. That’s it. Let yourself enjoy it. Do you see how much I am? Why should you hesitate? You mumble something about me being paid to make you feel good. It sounds like a challenge, and I just can’t resist pushing you further. Undo your pants and pull them down, I order.

You stare at me like you don’t understand. Therapy has many forms, but this… This is something that’s special for you. I want you to know how good this fetish can be for everyone involved. It’s not a bad thing. It’s perfectly fine, and I want to please you.

I actually get off on having my feet used, I admit. You suck in another breath, like you can’t believe the words coming out of my mouth. Still, you slowly obey, sliding your pants down. I watch your cock spring up and shift my chair closer. See how your body reacts, just to touching my feet, I ask. I rub my foot over your cock, teasing you with my toes.

I lift my other foot to your face. You catch my ankle and run your lips away. I’m about to fall over my toes. Oh, yes. Oh, I love it. I nod when you part your lips. Go ahead. Enjoy my feet. Show me all the fantasies you’ve had about them. I encourage. You eagerly lick across my toes. I’m about to fall over my toes, tasting the nylon and my sweet vanilla lotion.

Your tongue focuses on my big toe. Then you suck. Oh, my head falls back as I moan. Oh, yes. Your mouth feels sick. It feels so good, sucking and licking my toe. When your teeth graze my skin, my toe curls against your tongue, and you moan, too.

I move my foot against your cock again, trying to give you a foot job with just one foot. You pop off my toe, then press both my feet together around your cock The balls of my feet and the heels of my feet touch as you thrust between my nylon-coated toes.

Oh, yes, oh, see how good it feels to give in how much I’m enjoying it There’s nothing to be ashamed of, enjoy using my slippery feet I coax I coax You eagerly give in, thrusting between my feet, pressing them closer together as I curl my toes And pant with you.

I move my feet up and down too, just so you can feel me even better Mmm, I like watching you You moan, seeing your face heat up as you keep my feet bent exactly how you need Your cock feels amazing against the soles of my feet And thinking of you sucking my toes again has me wet.

Oh, oh, pleasing you feels good I like being the reason that you embrace your foot fetish in the best way But I want more than your cock between my feet Especially when I can tell that you’re getting more and more intense about it.

I want to blow you I want to blow you I want to blow you I want to blow you I want to blow you To reward you for being so open. For giving me such a sweet gift, I say.

You agree, and I move forward, sitting in front of you. I put my feet on either side of your thighs as I lean forward to blow you, showing off exactly how flexible I am. You keep rubbing and playing with my feet as I lick over the head of your cock.

Oh. Oh. Oh. I suck the head of your cock and watch you moan as I slide further and further down your shaft, sucking and licking you eagerly. I know you like my slick feet. But doesn’t my hot, wet, tight mouth feel even better? Don’t you love feeling my tongue lift against your cock as I work to fit you into my throat again and again and again?

Oh. Doesn’t that feel? Amazing. Mmm. Ah. Oh. Mmm. Mmm. Mmm. Mmm. Oh, yeah. I keep blowing you, moaning, curling my toes against your hands, bobbing up and down on your cock until I have to take my glasses off. Because they keep getting… Getting in the way.

I look up at you as I pant. I draw back from your cock, watching it twitch, then lick over the head, zigzagging my tongue over the shaft until I swirl my tongue around the head. Mmm. Mmm. Mmm. Mmm. Mmm. Mmm. Mmm. Mmm.

You groan as you move between my feet. Doesn’t that feel good? Your wet cock sliding against the nylon while my toes keep curling for you. Don’t you want more than fantasizing about this? You say yes and I grin. You can have it. You can have it.

The only person stopping you is you. I love this. Love watching you fuck my feet and seeing exactly how much you enjoy it. I say. Ah. Oh, yes. You fuck my feet harder and faster, moving my feet up and down over your cock as you groan.

You don’t get to come quite yet. You have to behave for me, I say. You start to slouch. You slow down, but I shake my head. No, no. Keep going. But you have to wait until I count down from ten. Before you can come, I instruct. You start fucking my feet again, and I smile.

10. Yes. Just like that. Oh, feel how warm my feet are. How soft the nylon is. Remember how much I loved you sucking my toes.
11. You deserve to feel as good as you’re making me feel. I can’t wait to see your cum all over my black nylons. I’ll get to feel it all day. Oh, yeah. Oh, yes.
12. Maybe next time I’ll let you lick my toes and feet clean. Nine. You’ll get to enjoy them from the beginning to the end of our session.
13. Oh, I know you’re close, but you have to wait. Fuck my feet. Don’t stop. Fuck them like they’ve never been fucked before. Ah, yes. Oh, ah, yeah. Oh, ah, oh.
14. You’re doing so well. Don’t stop now. Enjoy everything you can. Each movement of my feet, my toes, the way they tighten.
15. Oh, yeah. Not much longer. I know you can make it. I know you can hold out until you come all over my pretty feet.
16. You should way to twit my latex option.
17. Yes, yes, all hard and fast, just like that. Oh yes, I want you to explode when I get to one. Can you do that for me? Can you explode when I say one, three?

Yes, move my feet exactly the way you need. Help me make you come. Oh yes, oh. Oh.

2. Are you ready? I want you to burst. I want you to come. Coat my thigh highs with your spunk and make sure that I remember you until our next meeting. Are you ready?
3. Now, come all over my pretty feet, my red-painted toes.

My delicious souls. Come all over them. Paint them in your hot cum. Oh yes. Oh, come. Come for me now. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yes. Oh, yes. Mmm, yes. You come all over my feet, leaving a sticky residue that sinks into my skin.

I keep jerking you off with my feet until I have every drop across my toes, my feet, my souls. Mmm, yes. Mmm, yes. I rub my feet over you one more time, then lift one foot so you can see what a mess you made. This is all because of you, I say warmly.

I can’t wait to feel it all day. I let you come down. I let you come down from your orgasm, and then you take care of your pants. I slide into my shoes and adjust my skirt before I walk you to the door. I open it and grin at you while you try to hide your blush.

I know that it’s unorthodox, but what’s important is that we both enjoyed it, and you’re not nearly as concerned about your foot fetish as you were before you walked in. I rest my hip on the door and grin at you. Next time, we’ll explore that further.

Next time, we’ll explore that further. Making sure that you feel confident with your desires, and that you know how to take care of yourself and verbalize what you want. And you’re going to love the next session, since it will have the same happy ending for both of us.

As long as you keep being yourself. And you keep being just as good for me.