Lacy's Pedicure
by Carly_Bloom
It was Sunday afternoon. Lacy walked out of the bathroom, after her shower, dressed in
nothing but a white cotton robe.
"Will you do my toe nails now?" She asked Alex, carrying all needed materials in
a dainty wicker basket.
He looked up from his book and saw the glint in her eye. Yes, he wanted to.
Lacy sat in the plush chair across from his in their airy den. Alex put down his book and
Lacy put her right between his legs, resting it on
his chair, and handed him the basket containing her pedicure materials. Alex was wearing
boxer shorts and a tee shirt.
He put the basket on the table next to his chair and took out a bottle of lotion. He put
some in his hands and rubbed them together to warm the lotion. She watched his hands, and
looked to his eyes, in anticipation. Alex took his hands and placed them on her .
He rubbed the unscented cream onto her and up her ankle and bottom of
her ,
before running his hand back down to Lacy's with the precise amount of
lotion on it for an excellent massage. He pressed his fingers
into the sensitive muscles on the underside of her and massaged each area, in
circles, then the length of the bottom of her up and down. He rubbed her
toes, pressing the nail and behind it between his fingers, then running his fingers down
between each toe. Alex massaged between every toe, each v-shaped crevice. He massaged
Lacy's
all over. He rubbed the lotion into her skin around her ankle and her smooth, soft lower .
"Mmmm, feels good," Lacy cooed.
Alex had a finger between each toe and was cradling and rubbing her heel with his other
hand. "Beautiful ," he whispered. Lacy's robe
was slightly parted, as one was on the chair and her other on
the ground. Alex looked up Lacy's smooth legs to the gently parted lips of her vagina.
"Other too?" Lacy asked, placing
her left
next to her right.
Alex took different lotion from the basket, pink and softly rosy smelling, put some in his
hands, rubbed them together, then onto Lacy's left . Her left
received the same treatment as her right, though now Alex was able to rub and massage both
her
at the same time. She shifted position for better balance with both up
and her
rested, grazed against Alex's balls. He felt his balls swell and the beginning of a
hard-on stir – they hadn't had sex at all that week and he hadn't jerked off that
morning as usual.
"Rose smells good
3; I feel good," Lacy said, her eyes glazing.
Alex's mouth was dry as he rubbed the lotion into her and lower legs until she felt
simply like smooth skin. Her robe had fallen to each side.
He took the nail buffer from her basket and buffed each toe nail perfectly smooth. As he
was working her left , Lacy rested her right on
his còck. He felt his còck flinch and harden. It began to stretch out to the side under
her ,
inside his boxers. Lacy applied a small amount of pressure to the underside of his còck,
with the full length of the bottom of her .
Done buffing her right foot's toenails, he rubbed them with a soft towel, then brought her
to his mouth. He put her big toe between his teeth and bit gently. A small "Ooh"
sound escaped Lacy's throat. Alex put her toe in his mouth while he caressed her ,
other toes and between them. Lacy's head fell back in her chair, parting her robe more.
She used her left on Alex's cóck, to rub it back
and forth through his boxers, so gently it was a tease. She slid her
back and forth on his còck, moving just the skin of his cóck over his erection, keeping
his còck pressed to his body. She began to feel precúm, through his thin shorts, on her .
Alex took Lacy's right from his mouth and placed it on
his còck as he took her left to buff her toe nails. Now her
robe had fallen completely open and Alex could see Lacy's pússy had gotten more red and
swollen, with a glisten of moistness. Alex put Lacy's left to
his mouth and licked from her heel, up its underside, to her toes. He nibbled at the
bottom of her and played with her toes and .
She used her right more vigorously than she had
her left to press and slide and surround his còck, its head, and his balls.
He shifted to adjust his heavy balls, sliding her down his chest so both were
on his còck. Lacy held his còck between the arches of her ,
still through his boxers.
"Am I getting nail polish?" she pouted.
In the position she sat, her legs were bent at the knees and parted. Her pússy was wetter
than before, beginning to drip down the V of her inner lips toward her áss. Alex was hot
and took off his shirt. "Do you want polish?"
She rubbed her up and down his cóck, though his
shorts were becoming constricting. "I thought I did. I wanted pink toe nails."
"And now you think?" Alex asked.
Lacy's hand absently moved to her torso and opening her robe, her fingers touched the skin
between her breasts. Her hard nipples were visible through her robe.
"Now I think I want your boxer shorts off," Lacy said.
Alex smiled at her and looked up and down her smooth body, legs and pússy fully exposed,
her robe beginning to part at the top where her fingers danced. Lacy took her from
his cóck and put one on either side of his elastic waistband. Her hand went inside her
robe and she pressed the skin around her hard nipple. She curled her toes around the top
of his shorts, with the grip of another woman's fingers, and began to pull them down.
He lifted his áss from the chair and she pulled off his boxers with her ,
pulling them outward as they went down over his hard còck.
Alex's cóck was pulsing and its head was slick with precúm. He sat back down and stepped
out of his shorts when they landed on the floor. Lacy cupped his balls with the arch of
one
and rubbed the precúm around the head of his còck with the other.
"Nice," He said. "Yes."
She slid his cóck between her first and second toe, slick with his precum – slid her
toes from his head, down his throbbing cóck, to his balls. As she slid her toes back up,
she twisted them so her big toe pressed into the vein under his còck. At the top she ran
her expert toes around the sensitive head of his còck and her big toe between the slit of
its head. He felt precúm come out onto her toe.
"I love when you do that
3; it's decided, no nail polish." He looked into her
glazed eyes and down to her títs, which she was playing with.
"No, no nail polish," she said, and parted the top of her robe. She rubbed her
fingers around her hard nipples and looked at Alex's eyes as he watched her.
Keeping her heel lightly against Alex's balls, Lacy began to use both full to
rub up and down and slide around Alex's hard and wet cóck. He leaned back and moaned,
watching her play one nipple between her fingers as her other hand slid down her body to
her pússy.
She had her left braced around Alex's cóck and
with her right , Lacy rode his cóck up and
down, pressing harder into the underside, into his vein, around his head, and back down.
She repeated this move a number of times as, with the same pace, she slid two fingers in
and out of her pússy. Her began at the base of his cóck,
moved up its underside pressing the vein, up to the head and around it, rubbing the
precúm around his head, then back down, pressing into his vein.
"Oh, God," Alex said, his hips thrust forward.
Lacy took her wet fingers from her pússy and rubbed two fingers up and down, one on each
side of her clìt. This made her clìt pop out for Alex to see, and she was sliding her
fingers up and down her most sensitive spots – on the sides of her clìt under the
hood.
She used her other hand to pull her tìts together, her thumb on one nipple, her fingers
on the other. Lacy's breathing was becoming labored and she abandoned Alex's balls,
spontaneously, using both to rub up and down, up and down,
his cóck. As her pace quickened with her , so did it on her clìt with her
fingers.
Alex used his hand to take the place of Lacey's on his balls. He held them, hot
from both excitement and her soft sweet . She continued to fúck his
còck with her .
Lacey added a third finger to her other two on her clìt, so she now had one on each side
and one directly on its head as she continued her vertical pace, up and down, her red,
wet, clìt. Her other hand still played with her breasts, and with nothing in her pússy
Alex had a clear view of its redness and wetness. She was dripping from her swollen hole
down to and into the crack of her àss and her legs went up and down up and down his stiff
còck.
He held his balls tighter and pulled them forward, ready to come any moment. Lacy never
broke stride, but to move a little faster, the undersides of her up
and down his cóck to the head and down to the base, to the head and to the base, making
her pússy appear to open and close. She continued vigorously to ride her own clít up and
down with three fingers.
Lacy's breath was coming in shorter and more high pitched sounds as her body began to
shake. Alex's grip was tight on his balls, which he'd pulled forward and was feeling
behind as Lacy pumped his còck with her delicate . "Baby, yes, God, don't
stop," he said.
Lacy's body shook harder, her títs bounced up and down, and she continued to fúck Alex's
cóck with her . She moaned, high pitched and
feminine, a light, sweet scream, as her títs bounded up and down and she pinched her
nipple hard. Suddenly her hand stopped moving on her clìt and she pressed, hard, into it.
Alex could see her open pússy contract as she came. Her body shook and her pússy
pulsated, releasing more clear juice. Her hand pressed down against her clit, giving the
appearance of her pússy opening more as it pulsed in orgasm... while she never stopped
fúcking his cóck with her .
"Come, come on my ," she panted. He'd been
holding back but her words made him unable to any longer. Lacy pumped his còck with her
soft
and he pulled his balls forward with one hand and reached behind them, to press into the
skin between his balls and his àss, with the other.
"Oh, yesssss," he said, then just groaned as his cóck began to spurt white come
upward. The first spurt reached his chest, and as Lacy's
encountered his head on the second, he spurted onto his stomach.
"Oh, oh, oh," Lacy was saying, as watching him come had started her rubbing her
clìt in circles to reach an instant second orgasm.
The third spurt of his come still went as high as his upper stomach and he could see some
of his own come on Lacy's beautiful as she herself was having an
orgasm.
Alex moaned as his orgasm produced one more long spurt of come. His cóck and balls were
growing more sensitive but still felt good as Lacy rubbed her
around the head of his cóck, the slickness of his own come on his sensitive head making
him jump with both pleasure and near-over-sensitivity.
Still, he moaned his loudest yet, "OH, God, oh God, Lace, God."
Lacey's orgasm was subsiding as well, and she was sitting on her slimy-with-her-own-come
robe. She slid his cóck between her first two toes, head to base, as he loosened his grip
to just hold his balls in his hand.
"Oh, Lacy."
Both of them were breathing heavily, their hearts racing, and were sweating.
"Alex, mmmm, I so wanted that." Her hand fell from her breast down her side as
she relaxed and her breathing slowed.
His breathing, also, slowed down. His was heart still pumping, but returning to normalcy.
Lacy moved her to the side of his spent cóck
and rested it there, touching him softly.
"Felt so good," he said.
"Mmmm," was all she said, as she closed her legs yet kept her hand on her
still-hot pússy as it settled, pulsing slower, after her orgasm.
"Can I polish your toes later?" He asked her, sounding tired and breathless.
"Definitely," she said. She looked at him and smiled. He looked into her eyes
and licked his dry lips before smiling back.