9 Something Different...

I have a small break between clients which I use to wash off all traces of the previous clients. I pay extra attention to washing my private areas with the lavender body wash, slowly rubbing my sensitive spots, seeking pleasure to keep my mind off things. I sensually rub my labia coursing a single finger along my slit and circle my clitoris. Electricity jumps up my spine and my whole body trembles in response. I start to dip my finger slightly deeper, spreading my insides slightly as my body feels chills and convulsions.

*Bing Bong*

I'm dragged away from my mindless masturbation by the doorbell. Shakingly, I turn off the water and stumble to put a towel on. No time to wipe myself off I turn the doorknob. I really hope this client can give me some pleasure. I crave it, desire it, need it...

A medium built caucasian guy with straight long blonde hair stands in the doorway. He's dressed in an aloha shirt and black shorts. He isn't dressed spectacularly but he has an aura about him. Upon making eye contact, the man makes double finger gun gestures and grins. I'm moderately offput by his mannerisms. I slightly bow my head and introduce myself;

'H-hello... I'm Jean. N-nice to meet y-you...'

I don't know why... I suddenly feel nervous. I should be used to this by now but, something is giving me the wrong vibes. My finger traces to my cell phone ready to dial Hyousuke.

"Names Gally and I must say you've got a fiiiiine figure."

Gally holds his hand out for a handshake. I nervously put out my hand and take grasp. His hand is firm and lacks calluses. Gally pulls me closer and checks me out from head to toe. Interestingly he seems transfixed on my feet in general. He strokes my heel and brushes across my arches. He slowly taps each toe with a different finger.

'U-umm...'

I really don't know what to say to Gally. He's treating my feet with tender loving care. I myself at most just wash and moisturize them.

"Is my little lady ready to give me the time of my life?"

'...'

I freeze up. My mind and body don't know what to do. I guess there's only one thing I can do...

'C-can you t-tell me what to do?... T-this is my first time...'

Gally's eyes signal a brief sign of shock before relaxing back to normal.

"Well, well, well. Today really is my lucky day."

Gally flicks his hair back and takes his pants off revealing his swollen penis. He takes me by the hand and leads me to the bathroom.

"Wow! You're all set up already!"

Gally beckons to the unused buckets of gel and the inflated raft. Oblivious to his intentions, I stare at the equipment and wonder what he wants. He pulls me along and lies faceup on the raft, his penis pointing straight at the ceiling. I cluelessly stand there.

"Alright. Now dip your sexy feet in that gel and rub my dick with them."

What. Dumbfounded, my body hesitates after his last request.

"What's the hold up my little princess?"

My body doesn't want to move.

"Hey now. It's not like it's gonna hurt like if I fucked you ok?"

I guess that makes sense but it's still... weird. I force my body to action. I dip my entire foot into the bucket and coat it generously with the gel. The gel is cold and slimy. This is quite uncomfortable. I carefully place the arch of my foot against his throbbing penis. Carefully not putting too much pressure, I give flatfooted strokes up and down.

"Ahh yeah. Just like that."

Gally seems quite pleased. He gradually rocks his hips up and down in sync with my clumsy foot rubs. The gel runs down my foot and completely saturates his whole groin area. I can feel the heat from his penis through the cold gel on my foot. I definitely don't feet pleasure from this. In fact, I'm feeling slightly ticklish at the moment...

"Hey. Hey. Run it through your two toes while you stoke me"

My toes barely open wide enough to slide his penis between them. This adds more discomfort to this whole experience. His penis throbs and pulses with joy. I try to increase the stroking pace but it isn't working too well. My foot keeps sliding off or my toes block his penis. I have to stick to a slow rub. This isn't going to end any time soon.

Gally is enjoying the sensations of my silky smooth skin against his penis. He arches his back and closes his eyes, his hips still trying to move in sync with my strokes. I want this to end...

'D-do y-you want a h-handjob ins-stead?'

"No. In fact. Use both feet. Sandwich my dick between your perfect little feet."

'...'

I dip both feet into a bucket of gel causing it to overflow onto the tile. I don't want to stand on Gally so I move perpendicular to his body and sit my butt on the wet tile. From this angle, I'll be able to use both feet without being on him I guess. I gently place a foot on either side of his penis and angle them so the arches can overlap. With my feet in place, I alternate stroking while applying a generous amount of pressure between pads.

"That's right. Just like that. Keep doing that."

Gally looks ecstatic. I see his hips tense and relax to my movements. I have no idea what kind of face I'm making right now but I'm really trying to hide my disgust and boredom. My movements are exaggerated and sluggish. I guess I'm glad he's enjoying this.

Gally's breathing grows ragged and rough. I feel his penis start to swell and twitch. I try to gradually increase the pace and pulse my foot pressure. I try to really mimic the movements my vagina gives but this is quite difficult. Gally responds well to the new sensations and his face grimaces in pleasure.

"Almost there. Keep your feet just like that."

Gally grabs both of my feet and violently thrusts his hips while bobbing my feet up and down. I occasionally alternate light and heavy pressure between them. I want to end this as soon as possible.

Gally seems to be on the edge of climax. His face turns dark red and his body trembles. I myself, start to feel something rise from these stimuli. I cup a hand over my mouth. I really want to laugh. The gel got rubbed away so now skin to skin contact with his penis is starting to tickle my exposed feet.

With three final strong dual thrusts, Gally explodes he orgasms all over my tiny feet. Hot, thick, sticky white threads trail all over. Gally slumps over in exhaustion. My poor feet... I pull my feet from his grasp and run them under the shower. I roughly scrub each foot for over 5 minutes each, trying to scrub the disgusting sensation off my feet and out of my mind. Sure there has to be somebody that likes that but, I did not offer to do those kinds of services. There are tons of emotions that are swirling through my mind. I can't even justify masturbating to make me feel better. I just sit with my feet in the shower until the next client arrives.