University Life Part 24 4 (3)

This entry is part 24 of 26 in the series University Life

The girls sporty shoes get cleaned

written by StompedAllOver
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Back at the flat I did some tidying up and waited for Erin and Riah to get back. After an hour I was starting to wonder what had happened to them when I heard their voices coming up the stairs. I opened the door to see the two of them drenched in sweat looking exhausted. The stopped at the landing looking at me. Erin smiled and pointed to the floor. Taking my cue I lay down on the floor inside the door and Erin said, “after you”, to Riah. “Why thank you”, she replied and stepped up onto my chest. She held her converse over my mouth and said, “lick”. Riah’s soles were muddy, she had obviously gone out of her way to get them as dirty as possible. I tentatively stuck out my tongue and she immediately mashed the sole down on my mouth. “I was so tempted but you’re safe, there’s no dog shit”, she laughed. As I started cleaning her sole I felt Erin step up onto my stomach and heard the door close.

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University Life Part 25 3.7 (3)

This entry is part 25 of 26 in the series University Life

Riah gets some pleasure on her feet (and elsewhere)

written by StompedAllOver
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Riah finished her coffee putting back on the counter and said, “well if Erin’s finished with you we can get started”. I walked into the kitchen and she motioned for me to come over beside her. She wrinkled her nose as I got closer. “Your smell like a public toilet, did Erin piss on your face”, she laughed. I could feel my cheeks starting to burn in humiliation, “yeah she did, it was my idea though”. She leaned in closer and shouted, “Jesus Christ Erin, It smells like you shit on his face”. I could hear howls of laughter coming out of the bathroom. Riah shook her head and pointed at the floor. I lay down on my back and Riah stepped up onto my bare chest, the soles of her converse gripping and pulling at my skin. She kicked off one shoe and stood on my face full weight with her bare foot. Riah’s foot smelled really strongly of cheese corn chips but her weight pressing down on my nose flattening my nostrils stopped me getting a deep inhale of the stinky sole. Then she stepped with her remaining converse onto my neck and jammed the ball of her bare foot against my nose letting me fully appreciate just how sweaty her sole was. She pushed her foot in my mouth and I lapped at her toes and in between them. I could feel her other foot bouncing on my neck as she tried to flatten my windpipe. She stepped back on my chest and kicked off the remaining converse. She told me to pick it up and lick the insole. I pushed my tongue deep inside her filthy shoe and could feel lint and sweat on my tongue combined with the bitter taste of her sweaty soles. Riah kicked the shoe out of my hand and shoved her foot into my mouth ordering me to lick her toes again.

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University Life Part 26 4.3 (4)

This entry is part 26 of 26 in the series University Life

Strappy stiletto foreplay and anticipation

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For the rest of the afternoon we just chilled out watching TV in the lounge. At 6pm the girls went through to Erin’s room to get ready to go out. I had booked a really nice seafood restaurant that they both really wanted to go to. I sat in the kitchen waiting for them to finish up drinking a beer. When the door opened my jaw dropped when I saw the two of them. Riah was wearing a black sequined top with black leather trousers and her black 6 in platform strappy stilettos and her toe nails were newly painted black to match. Erin had on a long figure hugging cream and beige summer dress with beige strappy 4 in stilettos and she had French polished her toe nails. Both of them had their hair up, make up done to perfection and looked drop dead gorgeous.

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Dance class trample 3.3 (18)

Another AI generated story – this one written by Claude 2.0

written by SheepishRobot
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My name is Mark and I’m a university student. I never thought I’d be excited for PE class, but that all changed when our professor announced that the famous choreographer Sarah Crossbow would be coming to work with us. Instead of running laps or playing dodgeball, we were going to put on a contemporary dance performance with acrobatic elements.

On the first day, we all gathered in the dance studio, buzzing with nervous energy. Sarah told us to take off our shoes and the guys to lose their shirts. I felt self-conscious at first, but then Sarah started teaching us the choreography. It was unlike anything I’d ever done before – all fluid motions and expressive gestures. Our bodies had to flow and bend in ways I didn’t know were possible.

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Reading pad on the balcony 3.7 (15)

His face is a footrest for wife’s bare, stinky feet

written by Trampling Queen
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Last afternoon, the weather was pleasant and warm. My wife decided to enjoy the sun on our balcony, sitting with a book in a folding chair. She wanted to keep her feet off the hard floor, and she asked me to lie down on the floor below her. I complied and waited for her to place her feet on me.

She opened her book and lifted her feet onto me. Her right foot landed on my cheek, and her left foot rested on my chest, just below my neck. It was a hot day, and she had been shopping in town with her friends earlier. She had only recently removed her shoes, which were All-Star Converse, and her feet were sweaty and slightly dirty. But she didn’t mind, and I had to turn my face away from the sole of her right foot before it could settle on my left cheek.

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The Lucky Intern 4.4 (19)

Shoe sniffing law student gets found out

written by Unknown author
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Some years ago, when I was a third year law student in a major city, I had an internship with a state court. My direct supervisor was a woman named Ann who was a Harvard Law Grad. She was new to the position as a Judge’s Clerk. For those who are not familiar with the legal profession, judicial clerkships are highly sought after, very competitive and usually go to those who are politically connected, valedictorians or chief editors of the law review. The Clerks research and write the opinions for the judges.

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Special rug – Part II 4.9 (8)

More tales from the kinky marriage

written by Unknown author
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Jim tried to smile but he was too busy panting and trying to recover the
breath so casually robbed from him. “Well, ta ta, honey. Mustn’t dawdle
any longer. I’m going to put the car in the garage tonight, so be ready in
the kitchen pit when I return,” she said, then turned on his lungs,
grinding the grip pattern of her soles into his skin. He cried out this
time and she turned at the door. “Save your breath, honey. You’re going
to need it later.

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Special rug – Part 1 4.7 (9)

Excerpts from a kinky marriage

written by Unknown author
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Alexis and Jim were happily married, though certainly not in a “normal”
sense by any stretch of the imagination. Their unique relationship was, in
fact, based on a very unusual reversal of roles in which she was the
dominant partner and he was, most definitely, the passive agent.

Although many modern marriages operate smoothly on a reversal of
traditional male/female roles, theirs carried the still somewhat unusual
and sluggish trend a step further (and I use the term “step” with tongue
firmly entrenched in cheek!) To Alexis and Jim, however, the close
relationship they enjoyed didn’t seem bizarre or even particularly unusual.
They would have conceded that it was “special” and indeed often called it
just that, but they would never have admitted that it was perverse, though
they were fully aware most people think it not only perverse, but downright
weird. Although, at first, their special way of relating to each other had
seemed a little strange to Alexis, as time passed and she began to enjoy
and even relish her new role, what was once odd quickly – surprisingly
quickly became accepted as normal and everyday.

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My steps 3.2 (16)

Step brother trample

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I glanced up and saw Kim, the oldest of my two step-sisters, coming down the basement stairs, just as my step-mom secured the last strap around my left wrist, rendering me totally immobile. The basement was used as what my step-mother and step-sisters referred to as the “Punishment Room.” I had done absolutely nothing that I could think of to warrant being punished, but then again, I learned very quickly that my step-family didn’t need any excuse to punish me.

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Under My Feet (true story) 4.8 (15)

Trampling session from the female’s perspective

written by Valerie Sonn
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I had a true experience recently that I would like to share.

I was in a slightly grumpy mood the other day, probably from sitting too much and spending too much time on the Internet 😉 Around 10 p.m., I was in the kitchen looking for something good to eat, when my husband – my “subby hubby,” Hiro – got home from work. I mentioned that I was feeling cranky, and he told me that I should do something physical to reduce stress … now there was an idea!

“Sounds like a plan,” I told him with a smile as I took his hand and pulled him out of the chair. I led him to the bedroom and told him “Take off your clothes.” I unrolled our squishing mat, put a couple of towels on it (you’ll find out why soon), and removed my shoes and socks.

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