Renee and James were a very naughty couple, full of kinks. She loved being desired and taking control, while he had discovered a deep pleasure in submission — especially foot worship.
They enjoyed having fun with meets arranged through the app Ysos. On their couple profile, they wrote clearly: “Couple seeking a dominant bull. Special interest in foot worship. She commands, he serves at our feet.”
The reply that caught their attention the most came from Rick, a 29-year-old tall, dark-haired guy with size 13 feet. In his Ysos profile photos, he exuded power. James liked it. Renee was intrigued.
They arranged to meet at their apartment.
The Meeting
Rick arrived right on time. Renee greeted him wearing a short dress that highlighted her long legs, with her feet bare and shiny red toenails. James was already waiting on his knees beside the couch.
After quick introductions and a glass of wine, Renee sat on the couch next to Rick and placed her feet on her husband’s lap.
“Start with me, baby. Be a good host and show our bull what a little foot slut you are.”
James held Renee’s right foot with devotion. The soft, warm, slightly sweet aroma filled his nostrils. He kissed the arch, slowly licked the smooth sole, and sucked each toe with care, savoring the natural salty taste of her skin. Renee moaned softly, running her fingers through his hair.
Rick watched, visibly turned on. He removed his shoes and socks, revealing his large, veiny feet with a strong, masculine, earthy scent that made James even more submissive.
“Now him,” Renee ordered in a sensual voice. “Worship the feet of the man who’s going to fuck me tonight.”
Deep Foot Worship
James brought his face close to Rick’s feet. The scent was stronger, dominant, and addictive. He kissed the warm sole, ran his tongue between the long toes, and inhaled deeply. He sucked each toe with eagerness, pressing his nose against the skin to fully absorb the aroma.
Rick firmly grabbed the back of James’s head:
“That’s it… lick everything. You were born to worship a real man’s feet.”
James looked up at him with a naughty smile:
“Thank you, Sir.”
Meanwhile, Renee slipped off her dress and sat on Rick’s lap, kissing him passionately. She slowly grinded on his already hard cock while James alternated between both sets of feet — Renee’s delicate, soft feminine feet and Rick’s big, powerful masculine ones.
He licked, smelled, massaged, and sucked with complete surrender. The contrast between the feminine and masculine feet sent him into ecstasy. The taste, the smell, the texture… everything made him feel exactly where he belonged.
Renee, growing more aroused, reached down and started stroking Rick’s cock.
“Look how he drools over your feet… He dreams about this all the time.”
Rick pressed the sole of his foot against James’s face, rubbing it in, marking him with his scent. James moaned, his tongue working nonstop.
The Climax
Renee came first, trembling as she rode Rick. Shortly after, Rick grabbed James by the hair and came hard — some on his face, some over his own feet.
“Clean it up,” he ordered.
James, in total submission, licked every drop of cum mixed with the sweat from Rick’s feet, sucking each toe until they were shining clean.
Renee pulled her husband in for a deep kiss, tasting the bull on his tongue, and whispered:
“This is your place, baby. Worshipping our feet.”
Renee and Rick stayed lying on the couch while James remained kneeling on the floor, smiling blissfully with his hands resting on his locked chastity cage. A perfect cuck.