Chocolate Foot Massage: He Licks, Sucks, and Worships My Toes

My boyfriend surprises me with his sexy plans for dessert.

We had a perfect evening date, and the best was yet to come. I dressed up to the nines that night — a sexy, little black dress, and matching stiletto heels. I had my hair done professionally, bringing out some gorgeous curls and waves. And of course, I had an appointment for a mani-pedi as well. For the night, they were a gorgeous shade of hot-rod red. By the end of the night, my boyfriend had pampered me so nicely that it was time to pamper himself too! As we reached the bedroom, he added another surprise; he had planned a chocolate foot massage.

Firstly, he treated me to a regular foot massage and wash. This smart man had even gotten a little tub and Epsom salts so I could lay back on the bed and relax as I awaited the experience. Once my pretty little piggies were squeaky clean and good to go, he gave them a sensual massage. Oh, he sat down comfortably and started playing with them, his fingers pressing against soles. Then he even pressed his face against them! I giggled as he did that; it tickled! Honestly, I didn’t know if he’d ever done a chocolate foot massage before, but he was doing it so well. He even started kissing them, his lips grazing over every little curve, every little dip.

And then… beep! The chocolate foot massage was about to begin.

Beep beep. After the impromptu foot spa, the microwave sounded off. He left the room swiftly, returning with a nice little bowl of melted chocolate. With a little stir, he set it down and eagerly got back to the foot massage. As he waited for the chocolate to cool, he ran his tongue over every sexy little toe. During all that, I decided to tease him as I laid back, eyes shut in pure relaxation. “Worship my feet, baby. Kiss those soft soles…” He grew more excited as I said that. After one more kiss, he checked the temperature of the chocolate, and we were ready to go! It was time for his decadent dessert and chocolate foot massage.

Oh, that spoon drizzled that delicious, warm chocolate all over the tops of my pretty toes. He massaged it all in, rubbing the warmth in as the rich aroma filled the room. My soft, pampered feet were covered in them, and he couldn’t control himself either. He kissed them and licked them, taking in every little detail. The sight of my fire-engine-red pedicure peeking through the delicious melted chocolate. It was a visual, edible, and fetish delight as he kissed and sucked the chocolate off my feet. After all that, it felt amazing! “You’re doing so good, baby.” I encouraged him to keep going with his chocolate foot massage, wiggling my pretty toes as he sucked on each one.

He got rock-hard as he played with them, too!

And after he licked every delicious drop of chocolate off my feet, I sparked an idea. Following all this, maybe it was time to treat him too, to pamper him. Maybe it was time for a reward for how relaxing that massage had been, and how much fun he had with it! As he worked diligently to clean the chocolate off my feet, I sparked an idea. With the foot he’d already cleaned, I gently traced my toes along the front of his pants, teasing the bulge of his cock. During all that, he had gotten so excited, it was easy to see. I giggled, and he gasped. Unquestionably, he knew where my mind had gone. “Show me how hard you are,” I requested. Without a moment of hesitation, he slipped it out of his boxers for me.

Finally, I let my soft toes stroke along the length just to gauge his reaction… He had been so devoted to giving me a sensual foot worship massage. Wouldn’t it be sweet to reward his surprise with a footjob?

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