“Friends: Rent’s Due”
*This story was requested by a TMF member
The women of 90 Bedford Street walked in the door of their apartment with their heads hung low. Their job search had been nothing but dead ends and disappointment. Rachel, Phoebe, and Monica sat their purses and stacks of resumes on the kitchen table with defeated expressions on their faces. What a waste of a gorgeous spring day in Manhattan. Nothing but rejection from every business they visited.
The reality was that they had all lost their jobs in the last six months and they weren’t having any luck finding new ones. Rachel had overslept one day and been fired from her waitressing job. Monica had gotten in a disagreement with her snooty boss about the food she was cooking and the boss took it as insubordination, so Monica was fired. And Phoebe had been working as a masseuse but when the owner decided to shut down his business, Phoebe found herself without a job. In fact, Phoebe had been the first to find herself unemployed. Not being able to pay for rent, she asked if she could move in with Rachel and Monica temporarily. She had been crashing on their couch while she looked for work but now all three ladies were out of a job.
And with money being tight, the rent was not being paid for the expensive Manhattan apartment. The landlord, Bob, had been by several times to speak with the women about paying their rent. He had felt sorry for them initially and allowed them to push back the payments a few times while they looked for work. But now they were several months behind and he wanted to be paid or find new tenants.
The three friends all sat down on the living room couch with loud sighs. They were worn out from traveling all around the city looking for work. Phoebe was wearing a denim jacket, a green dress, and brown knee-high boots. She began unzipping her boots and said, “I just can’t believe there isn’t one decent job available in this whole city. I mean nothing. Not unless we want to sell hot dogs from a street cart.” Phoebe tugged off her tall boots and rolled off her socks. She propped her big, size 9.5 soles up on the coffee table. Phoebe’s feet were broad and didn’t have the deepest arches. Her long toes tapered down dramatically to her pinky toes. And her second toes seemed so long that they rivaled her big toes. Phoebe toenails were painted light blue.
Monica was wearing a black, tight-fitting shirt, snug jeans, and clunky black shoes. She started tugging off her shoes and added, “No jobs that will help us afford this place. We might as well open a lemonade stand out on the sidewalk.” Monica pulled off her socks and sat her pale, bare soles crossed over at the ankles on the coffee table as well. The dark-haired beauty had size 7 feet that were fairly meaty and shapely, but without looking pudgy. They still had a very feminine, sensual look to them. Monica’s toes were longer than one would expect for her shoe size and they tapered from her big toes to her pinky toes evenly. She had recently painted her toenails a rich burgundy color.
Rachel crossed her arms and nodded in agreement. She had on a white, button-up blouse, grey dress pants, and black high heels. Rachel kicked her heels off and commented, “Well if we don’t find jobs soon, we’re going to get evicted.” She raised her legs up and placed them on the coffee table as well. Her feminine, size 7.5 soles were sticking out of her dress pants, accentuating how tan they were. Rachel had beautiful feet with well-developed toes coated with French tips.
There was a loud knock at the door. Monica rolled her eyes and grumbled, “Ugh, I bet that’s Joey. He’s probably hungry. COME IN, IT’S OPEN!”
But instead of Joey, there was a strange man they had not met before. He peaked in partially through the front door and quickly introduced himself, “Oh hey, I’m Jason. Don’t worry, I’m not here to rob you or anything. Can I come in for a minute to talk? I promise I’m not a bad guy or anything.”
Rachel: “Well, Jason, you certainly have a charming way of reassuring helpless women. Can I ask why you’re here at our apartment?”
Jason: “Oh I’m sorry! My father sent me. He’s the landlord, Bob. I’m so sorry, ladies! I should have said that first thing. I just need to talk to you about the rent.”
Rachel: “Oh joy! Well in that case, come on in and make yourself comfortable.”
The three friends stayed seated on the couch as Jason closed the front door and walked to the living room. He was a young guy, probably mid 20’s. He was handsome enough and seemed to keep himself in decent shape. Rachel had a phony smile on her face that clearly showed she did not want to be having this conversation after a day of failed job hunting. Monica crossed her arms and looked annoyed. Phoebe smiled and gestured to a comfy chair across from the couch.
Jason sat down leaning forward with his elbows resting on his knees and his hands folded in front of him. He explained, “Uh well...I understand that you ladies have not been able to pay the rent for this apartment in several months and that you’ve had several extensions by my father. He’s busy today so he sent me over. Unfortunately, he can’t allow you to push the rent back another month. I was sent here to either collect the rent money or start the eviction paperwork. I’m really sorry. I was told you’ve all lost your jobs and I know how difficult the job market is right now. But we really need the money now. If you had jobs right now, that would be one thing. But we need something today.”
Phoebe: “Well we’re actually getting jobs soon. In fact, we’ll be starting exciting new jobs as...food distribution executives.”
Jason: “Wow, really? That sounds impressive. What company would you be working for?”
Phoebe: “Uh...Phil’s Dog ‘N Go?”
Jason: “Like the street cart vendors? So...you’ll be selling hot dogs?”
Phoebe dropped her gaze and sadly replied, “Yeah, it sounds worse when you say it.”
Monica: “I can assure you we will not be selling street hot dogs. Now, is there anything we can work out? Some sort of deal or something so you don’t have to kick us out?”
Jason: “Look, I’m really sorry but there’s nothing I can do. My father sent me over her to collect rent money and if you don’t have it, then you’ll have to move out.”
Phoebe: “Aw come on, have a heart.”
Monica: “Surely there must be SOMETHING we can work out today.”
Rachel: “Please, Jason...we’re desperate here. Anything you want, just name it. We’ll do anything but we need this apartment until we get back on our feet. We’re just a little short on cash right now. If you say we need to have jobs by tomorrow, then we’ll find something. If you tell us we need to do your laundry or clean your apartment or whatever, we’ll do that. So please...just tell us what you want the deal to be.”
Jason was stealing glances down at the three gorgeous pairs of bare soles facing him. He had a huge foot fetish and absolutely loved women’s feet. Jason quickly had a dark idea that the three women could “earn” another month’s rent by giving him a footjob. He thought to himself, “No, that’s purely a fantasy. I can’t propose that. Not only would they not go for it, but it would be unethical. That would be taking advantage of their situation. But their soles looked SO tantalizing. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to ask them. After all, which was worse? Asking for a simple footjob or throwing them out on the street?”
Jason: “There might be a way for you three to stay here another month. But it would involve you doing a favor for me.”
Rachel, Monica, and Phoebe looked at him hopefully with pleasant expressions on their faces. Thank God their landlord’s son was being reasonable and going to give an alternative option.
Jason: “I’ll cover this month’s rent if you all agree to give me a footjob.”
The smiles quickly turned to confused stares. All three friends pulled their feet off the coffee table and placed them on the ground. Rachel asked him, “I’m sorry, wh-what? A footjob? You said footjob, right? You want us to give you a footjob?”
Jason: “Yes, and then you can stay here another month. Or I can go back to my dad and tell him you couldn’t pay. Your choice, but you’ll have to be packed up and out of here by the end of the month.”
Monica’s jaw had dropped. She looked over at Rachel and Phoebe completely stunned. Monica looked back at Jason with a disapproving scowl and told him, “I can’t believe you’d want to do that. Feet are so...dirty.”
Phoebe had a quizzical expression on her face. She looked over at her friends and shrugged. What choice did they have? Phoebe said, “I mean...I’d do it. Just saying.”
Rachel blinked in disbelief and scoffed. She looked Jason in the eyes and asked him, “You’re serious? Ugh, you better be good for it. And this is a one time thing. Don’t expect this again.”
Jason was delighted that the women had gone for it! After reassuring them that he would most certainly take care of this month’s rent, he got up and started instructing them on how he wanted the experience to go. Jason asked Monica for a bottle of lotion and had Rachel help him move the coffee table to the side of the room out of the way. Then he unbuttoned his pants and laid down on the living room floor. Jason told Phoebe she would be the first one to go. Phoebe perked up with surprise and responded, “Me? Oh, okay. I’ve never done one of these before so you’ll have to tell me what to do.”
Jason had her sit on the ground between his legs and start by lubing up her soles with lotion. Phoebe took the bottle and did as she was told. She smeared the lotion on the bottoms of her feet and rubbed it all over. Then Jason held her ankles and guided her soles around both sides of his cock. Phoebe leaned back on her hands and watched with interest as Jason began pumping her feet up and down his shaft, sliding from his balls all the way to the rim around the head of his penis. The lotion made a distinct slippery noise as Jason’s member slid effortlessly between the arches of Phoebe’s big, size 9.5 soles.
The blonde, care-free beauty gave a little smile and tilted her head a little. She watched as her wide soles hugged the sides of his shaft as he slid them up and down. Jason was getting rock hard from the friction of her soft peds. Phoebe commented, “Oh...so this is what you like? Footjobs, huh? I have to say, it seems like you really enjoy this. Am I doing a good job or is there anything else I should be doing?” Jason told her to wiggle and flex her toes for him. Phoebe smiled and wiggled her long toes. The light blue toenail polish looked great on her. She spread her toes as much as she could for him.
Jason’s penis stuck up from between the large, size 9.5 soles and pulsed with pleasure. It slid through Phoebe’s creamy feet again and again. The cutie began to giggle and snicker. Jason asked her what was so funny and she admitted, “I’m sorry but it feels so weird. It feels like it’s tickling me but that might just be because of the lotion. You feel so slippery and it’s making me laugh. I’m sorry but it’s just getting to me.”
Jason: “You must be really ticklish on your feet, huh?”
Phoebe: “Um, yeah, I guess so. I mean, what girl isn’t, ya know? Sorry, I just keep giggling.”
Jason asked her, “Can you do me a favor and turn around and try that position? Turn so that you’re kind of on your hands and knees and then put your feet on me.” Phoebe did as she was requested and turned around. She looked back over her shoulder and found Jason’s penis again with her upturned soles. She began rubbing the throbbing shaft between her big soles again. Phoebe pumped her legs up and down, moving her lotioned arches up and down his cock. And once again, she started snickering and giggling as she felt his member rubbing against her tender feet.
Phoebe: “God, it’s a good thing you aren’t tickling me while I’m doing this or I would really be losing it.”
As Phoebe was sliding her feet up and down Jason’s cock, Rachel and Monica were leaning close and whispering to each other in a private conversation. Rachel said, “Geez, this guy really loves feet. Just look at how excited he is. God, this is going to be so humiliating. The quicker we get this done and him out of here, the better.”
Monica: “I just can’t wrap my head around why a guy would be into feet? Gross! I mean of all the things to like...feet? I am NOT looking forward to him pleasuring himself to mine. I mean I think mine are cute but seriously, I hadn’t even heard of this before.”
Rachel: “Oh come on, it can’t be that bad. It looks like it’s just like giving a guy a handjob. But instead, you use your feet. Just imagine it’s Chandler and you burned both your hands in a freak cooking accident.”
Monica couldn’t help but smile a little at Rachel’s comment. She replied, “Well, this might surprise you but I don’t often go around giving complete strangers handjobs. This is going to be so weird.”
As the two best friends were whispering, they were caught off guard when Jason took a break from Phoebe and picked the next lady to start her turn. He pointed at Rachel and said, “Okay, your turn now.” Rachel’s eyes got wide and she hesitantly answered, “Oh o-okay. What do I do?” Jason politely asked Monica to sit in the chair so he and Rachel could use the couch. He sat at one end and had Rachel turn to face him. After applying lotion to her feet, she brought her legs up and placed her feet in his lap. Rachel grabbed the back of the couch with one arm for support and began rubbing Jason’s erect penis with her feet.
Jason let out a relaxing sigh as he felt Rachel’s incredibly soft, size 7.5 soles massaging his dick. Her feet felt so tender and flawless. Rachel really focused and concentrated on giving Jason’s slippery penis good, powerful strokes with her soles. Her wrinkly arches formed snuggly around the veiny shaft and pumped up and down quickly. She curled her toes around his shaft tightly and used them to grip him as she slid her feet up and down. Rachel’s toes were quite talented and gingerly massaged his rod while she worked him. At one point, she pushed one foot against the base of his penis to help hold it steady. Then with her other foot, she spread her toes and slid his cock between her big and second toe with expert handling. Rachel slid her foot back and forth to run his dick between her toes.
Rachel used the toe technique for a minute and then cupped her arches around him again. Jason moaned as Rachel’s tan, dainty feet pumped up and down, bringing him closer to his climax. He complimented her by saying, “Wow, you’ve got some very talented feet. God, keep going. That’s it.” Rachel blushed and smiled a little. She used the toes of one foot to lightly squeeze near his balls and brought the toes of her other foot up by the head of his penis. Rachel slowly rubbed her big toe around the top rim of his sensitive head. A drop of precum bubbled up and was soon smeared on the underside of her big toe. She rubbed the goo into his head and pulled her foot up a little. A thin string of precum followed from her toe to the head of his dick.
Jason grunted with pleasure. Monica glanced over from the chair she was sitting in. Not only was it awkward to be in the same room when her friends were pleasuring a guy, but she wasn’t exactly looking forward to her turn. She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms knowing that it would soon be her turn to have her feet fucked. Phoebe wasn’t so shy about the situation. She had stayed seated on the floor and watched with curiosity as Rachel took her turn. Phoebe didn’t think giving a footjob was all that bad except that it tickled her.
Giving a footjob wasn’t Rachel’s first choice but she actually didn’t think it was that bad. She had always been skilled with her partners and although this was a little different using just her feet, she quickly caught on to what worked and what didn’t. Rachel rolled over and flipped her feet so her soles were facing toward the ceiling. She felt around and found Jason’s stiff cock again. She wrapped her silky size 7.5’s around the base and began running them up and down. Jason loved the new view of her soles and assisted her with the tempo in which she was moving her feet. He held her feet and helped move them up and down on his cock. The distinct squishy sound of the lotion was clearly audible as Rachel’s slick feet moved up and down his shaft.
Monica was trying not to pay attention, but then she heard Jason say to her, “Okay, your turn.” Monica had a brief moment of shock that she would be going next but then bucked up to earn her part in this crazy arrangement. Jason told her to lay face down on the floor. She did and was resting on her elbows as she waited with an annoyed expression on her face. Then she felt him rubbing lotion onto her feet. Monica scoffed and rolled her eyes again as she felt the cool lotion being massaged into her skin. Jason told her to put her legs up in the air. Monica did as she was told and looked back over her shoulder. She saw Jason behind her with his fully erect dick ready to pleasure himself with her feet. He grabbed the sides of her feet and pushed them together, forming an oval-shaped hole between her arches. Monica gasped as she watched his cock slide between her creamy arches. She cringed at the thought of someone fucking her feet and looked back to the front.
Over and over, Monica felt Jason’s penis being thrust between her arches. Her pale, size 7 feet were kicked back up in the air behind her and it gave him a great view of her seemingly pristine soles. Jason moaned with pleasure again. The sound made Monica feel slightly good about herself knowing that a guy was enjoying her...even if it was just her feet. She kept her gaze forward so he wouldn’t see but she let on a tiny smile.
Monica heard him say, “Aw fuck, lady. Your feet look incredible. And they’re so damn soft. It’s driving me crazy.” The compliment gave Monica a weird sense of pride that she never thought she would have in this situation. Truth be told, she was starting to appreciate being picked to go last. That meant that Jason wanted to finish with her and not Rachel or Phoebe. And a guy with a huge foot fetish clearly thought highly of how great of shape she kept hers in. It was a testament to the great lengths she took to keep herself at her best, and that included her feet.
When Jason asked her to roll to her back, Monica was a little more willing to go along with it. Her self esteem about this whole business had been boosted and she wanted to see his facial expressions when he gazed at her soles. Monica rolled herself over and held her feet up toward Jason’s groin. He held her feet together and slipped his cock between them again. He thrust between her deep arches passionately. Monica even did a little extra for him by wiggling her long toes. She scrunched them down hard and then released them to wiggle them freely. The lustful look on his face made her feel good inside.
When Jason asked Rachel to join in again so he could finish, the words really took the wind out of Monica’s sails. She sat up perplexed. She thought he would just finish with her. Monica asked him, “Was I doing something wrong? I can do better. Just tell me.” Jason shook his head and replied, “No, you were doing great. I just thought it would be hot if you and your friend gave me a footjob together.” Monica looked puzzled as jealousy grew inside of her. She knew it was stupid but she couldn’t help it.
Jason laid down on the floor and had Monica sit between his legs. He pulled her feet back onto his penis and she began pumping her feet again. Rachel was still seated on the couch. She was in a perfect position to add her feet to the mix by sliding them up and down the upper portion of Jason’s cock.
Monica kept her thoughts to herself and did as she was told. Her pale feet went up and down near the base of Jason’s shaft. She would slide them all the way down so her soles rested on his groin and balls. Then she would slide them up about halfway to where Rachel’s feet were. Rachel turned her feet inward and used the undersides of her toes to stroke Jason. She rubbed and squeezed her toes along his shaft and gripped all over the ultra-sensitive head of his manhood. Rachel wiggled her toes in an alternating fashion as if she was massaging his most sensitive areas playfully.
Monica tried to settle down and get over her jealous episode but it was difficult for her. Her competitive streak was compelling her to...well, win for lack of a better term. She wanted to be the one that finished Jason. But now she had to share the victory with Rachel, the popular chick that all the guys asked out. Monica tried to put the stupid feeling behind her and just do her part. She rolled her eyes again and started massaging Jason’s balls with her toes.
Jason called Phoebe over to the couch. The ditzy blonde walked over and sat down. Jason grabbed her ankles and lifted her feet up onto his face and rested them there. Phoebe just smiled and wiggled her toes. She said, “Oh that’s a good idea. Man, you just really like feet, huh?” Jason only responded by nodding his head yes and moaning with pleasure as he held her big, size 9.5 soles close to his face.
Phoebe shifted her feet around on Jason’s face as he made small, pleasurable sounds. She didn’t really know what the appeal was of having a woman’s feet resting on his face but she just tried to move them around a little and cover as much of his face as possible. Phoebe scrunched her toes around his nose and lips playfully. She found it amusing that a guy would want to be smothered under her large feet like that.
Rachel had an idea of her own. She left the couch and slid down to the floor near Monica. Rachel used her right foot and turned it so that her sole was pressed against one side of Jason’s cock. Then she encouraged her friend to do the same. The jealous brunette lifted her left foot and pressed the sole of it against the other side of Jason’s penis. The two women sandwiched his member between their arches as their heels and toes met. Rachel said, “There, we’ll do it together.” The two best friends began moving their combined feet up and down in tandem as they pleasured Jason.
Jason couldn’t believe the feeling. Both women’s feet wrapped around his cock felt incredible. Since their feet were the same size, Rachel and Monica’s feet matched up perfectly. Up and down, over and over they went as Jason grew more and more excited. Monica felt Rachel’s toes playfully caressing her toes as she wiggled them. She looked over at Rachel, who had a reassuring smile on her face. It was like she could read her best friend’s mind and could sense the jealousy. Monica gave a slight smile back and gave her friend’s hand a quick squeeze. Monica knew she didn’t have to be jealous and felt bad for even doing so.
Rachel asked Monica, “You ready to make him finish?” Monica looked at Jason’s stiff, pulsing cock and then looked at him holding Phoebe’s bare soles against his face as he moaned. She told Rachel, “Yeah, I think he’s ready.” The two friends began pumping their feet up and down even quicker. They concentrated hard to keep their feet in sync and were actually doing a great job of working together. Their impressive arches hugged Jason’s slippery shaft as they jerked him with their feet together.
Jason let out a distinct moan and arched his back a little. He sat up and only said, “Oh fuck...” Rachel looked at Monica and commented, “Oh, I think he’s about to blow his load. Here it comes.” Monica was a little stunned that it was going to happen but quickly snapped out of it and focused on keeping her feet lined up with Rachel’s. Monica replied, “God he feels huge right now. I bet it’s going to be a lot.” Even Phoebe could tell Jason was seconds away from letting loose his load. She gently pushed Jason’s head back down to the floor and recovered his face with her large feet. Phoebe told him, “You just sit back, relax, and enjoy these feet on your face. Us girls are going to take good care of you.”
The pulsing cock reached its maximum hardness and soon began to erupt. Shot after shot of warm jizz rocketed up into the air and landed all over Rachel and Monica’s feet. Jason’s cum covered their toes and arches with creamy lines that ran down. The girls slowed their pace but did not stop it completely as they worked every last shot of cum out. Rachel used her toes to gently massage the remaining jizz out of his shaft. She wiggled her toes skillfully and teased out a slow trickle of cum that oozed down onto Monica’s long, sensual toes. The warm, milky goo flooded between her toe cracks and coated her adorable tootsies. Her burgundy toenail polish was the only thing that stood out among her messy toes.
Phoebe: “Oh wow, this boy had a lot of buildup in him! You said you like women’s feet but I guess you REALLY like women’s feet.”
Rachel: “Yes, well, I certainly hope that was worth a month’s rent. I think we did a pretty good job, if I do say so myself.”
Monica: “A towel would be nice.”
Phoebe got up to get towels for her friends. On her way to the bathroom closet, she turned and said, “Jason, if this hot dog selling thing doesn’t work out, just come back anytime. That wasn’t so bad.”
Monica sneered as she looked at her goo-covered foot. She quietly said under her breath, “Speak for yourself.” Monica looked up at Jason and said louder for him to hear, “I trust that you enjoyed yourself and that this was up to your liking? I’m sure that this covers us for another month’s rent?”
Jason laid there with his hands under his head as he relaxed in the moment. He answered her, “Oh yes, you girls have earned it. I’ll have to come back next month to see how things are going for you.”
THE END
*This story was requested by a TMF member
The women of 90 Bedford Street walked in the door of their apartment with their heads hung low. Their job search had been nothing but dead ends and disappointment. Rachel, Phoebe, and Monica sat their purses and stacks of resumes on the kitchen table with defeated expressions on their faces. What a waste of a gorgeous spring day in Manhattan. Nothing but rejection from every business they visited.
The reality was that they had all lost their jobs in the last six months and they weren’t having any luck finding new ones. Rachel had overslept one day and been fired from her waitressing job. Monica had gotten in a disagreement with her snooty boss about the food she was cooking and the boss took it as insubordination, so Monica was fired. And Phoebe had been working as a masseuse but when the owner decided to shut down his business, Phoebe found herself without a job. In fact, Phoebe had been the first to find herself unemployed. Not being able to pay for rent, she asked if she could move in with Rachel and Monica temporarily. She had been crashing on their couch while she looked for work but now all three ladies were out of a job.
And with money being tight, the rent was not being paid for the expensive Manhattan apartment. The landlord, Bob, had been by several times to speak with the women about paying their rent. He had felt sorry for them initially and allowed them to push back the payments a few times while they looked for work. But now they were several months behind and he wanted to be paid or find new tenants.
The three friends all sat down on the living room couch with loud sighs. They were worn out from traveling all around the city looking for work. Phoebe was wearing a denim jacket, a green dress, and brown knee-high boots. She began unzipping her boots and said, “I just can’t believe there isn’t one decent job available in this whole city. I mean nothing. Not unless we want to sell hot dogs from a street cart.” Phoebe tugged off her tall boots and rolled off her socks. She propped her big, size 9.5 soles up on the coffee table. Phoebe’s feet were broad and didn’t have the deepest arches. Her long toes tapered down dramatically to her pinky toes. And her second toes seemed so long that they rivaled her big toes. Phoebe toenails were painted light blue.
Monica was wearing a black, tight-fitting shirt, snug jeans, and clunky black shoes. She started tugging off her shoes and added, “No jobs that will help us afford this place. We might as well open a lemonade stand out on the sidewalk.” Monica pulled off her socks and sat her pale, bare soles crossed over at the ankles on the coffee table as well. The dark-haired beauty had size 7 feet that were fairly meaty and shapely, but without looking pudgy. They still had a very feminine, sensual look to them. Monica’s toes were longer than one would expect for her shoe size and they tapered from her big toes to her pinky toes evenly. She had recently painted her toenails a rich burgundy color.
Rachel crossed her arms and nodded in agreement. She had on a white, button-up blouse, grey dress pants, and black high heels. Rachel kicked her heels off and commented, “Well if we don’t find jobs soon, we’re going to get evicted.” She raised her legs up and placed them on the coffee table as well. Her feminine, size 7.5 soles were sticking out of her dress pants, accentuating how tan they were. Rachel had beautiful feet with well-developed toes coated with French tips.
There was a loud knock at the door. Monica rolled her eyes and grumbled, “Ugh, I bet that’s Joey. He’s probably hungry. COME IN, IT’S OPEN!”
But instead of Joey, there was a strange man they had not met before. He peaked in partially through the front door and quickly introduced himself, “Oh hey, I’m Jason. Don’t worry, I’m not here to rob you or anything. Can I come in for a minute to talk? I promise I’m not a bad guy or anything.”
Rachel: “Well, Jason, you certainly have a charming way of reassuring helpless women. Can I ask why you’re here at our apartment?”
Jason: “Oh I’m sorry! My father sent me. He’s the landlord, Bob. I’m so sorry, ladies! I should have said that first thing. I just need to talk to you about the rent.”
Rachel: “Oh joy! Well in that case, come on in and make yourself comfortable.”
The three friends stayed seated on the couch as Jason closed the front door and walked to the living room. He was a young guy, probably mid 20’s. He was handsome enough and seemed to keep himself in decent shape. Rachel had a phony smile on her face that clearly showed she did not want to be having this conversation after a day of failed job hunting. Monica crossed her arms and looked annoyed. Phoebe smiled and gestured to a comfy chair across from the couch.
Jason sat down leaning forward with his elbows resting on his knees and his hands folded in front of him. He explained, “Uh well...I understand that you ladies have not been able to pay the rent for this apartment in several months and that you’ve had several extensions by my father. He’s busy today so he sent me over. Unfortunately, he can’t allow you to push the rent back another month. I was sent here to either collect the rent money or start the eviction paperwork. I’m really sorry. I was told you’ve all lost your jobs and I know how difficult the job market is right now. But we really need the money now. If you had jobs right now, that would be one thing. But we need something today.”
Phoebe: “Well we’re actually getting jobs soon. In fact, we’ll be starting exciting new jobs as...food distribution executives.”
Jason: “Wow, really? That sounds impressive. What company would you be working for?”
Phoebe: “Uh...Phil’s Dog ‘N Go?”
Jason: “Like the street cart vendors? So...you’ll be selling hot dogs?”
Phoebe dropped her gaze and sadly replied, “Yeah, it sounds worse when you say it.”
Monica: “I can assure you we will not be selling street hot dogs. Now, is there anything we can work out? Some sort of deal or something so you don’t have to kick us out?”
Jason: “Look, I’m really sorry but there’s nothing I can do. My father sent me over her to collect rent money and if you don’t have it, then you’ll have to move out.”
Phoebe: “Aw come on, have a heart.”
Monica: “Surely there must be SOMETHING we can work out today.”
Rachel: “Please, Jason...we’re desperate here. Anything you want, just name it. We’ll do anything but we need this apartment until we get back on our feet. We’re just a little short on cash right now. If you say we need to have jobs by tomorrow, then we’ll find something. If you tell us we need to do your laundry or clean your apartment or whatever, we’ll do that. So please...just tell us what you want the deal to be.”
Jason was stealing glances down at the three gorgeous pairs of bare soles facing him. He had a huge foot fetish and absolutely loved women’s feet. Jason quickly had a dark idea that the three women could “earn” another month’s rent by giving him a footjob. He thought to himself, “No, that’s purely a fantasy. I can’t propose that. Not only would they not go for it, but it would be unethical. That would be taking advantage of their situation. But their soles looked SO tantalizing. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to ask them. After all, which was worse? Asking for a simple footjob or throwing them out on the street?”
Jason: “There might be a way for you three to stay here another month. But it would involve you doing a favor for me.”
Rachel, Monica, and Phoebe looked at him hopefully with pleasant expressions on their faces. Thank God their landlord’s son was being reasonable and going to give an alternative option.
Jason: “I’ll cover this month’s rent if you all agree to give me a footjob.”
The smiles quickly turned to confused stares. All three friends pulled their feet off the coffee table and placed them on the ground. Rachel asked him, “I’m sorry, wh-what? A footjob? You said footjob, right? You want us to give you a footjob?”
Jason: “Yes, and then you can stay here another month. Or I can go back to my dad and tell him you couldn’t pay. Your choice, but you’ll have to be packed up and out of here by the end of the month.”
Monica’s jaw had dropped. She looked over at Rachel and Phoebe completely stunned. Monica looked back at Jason with a disapproving scowl and told him, “I can’t believe you’d want to do that. Feet are so...dirty.”
Phoebe had a quizzical expression on her face. She looked over at her friends and shrugged. What choice did they have? Phoebe said, “I mean...I’d do it. Just saying.”
Rachel blinked in disbelief and scoffed. She looked Jason in the eyes and asked him, “You’re serious? Ugh, you better be good for it. And this is a one time thing. Don’t expect this again.”
Jason was delighted that the women had gone for it! After reassuring them that he would most certainly take care of this month’s rent, he got up and started instructing them on how he wanted the experience to go. Jason asked Monica for a bottle of lotion and had Rachel help him move the coffee table to the side of the room out of the way. Then he unbuttoned his pants and laid down on the living room floor. Jason told Phoebe she would be the first one to go. Phoebe perked up with surprise and responded, “Me? Oh, okay. I’ve never done one of these before so you’ll have to tell me what to do.”
Jason had her sit on the ground between his legs and start by lubing up her soles with lotion. Phoebe took the bottle and did as she was told. She smeared the lotion on the bottoms of her feet and rubbed it all over. Then Jason held her ankles and guided her soles around both sides of his cock. Phoebe leaned back on her hands and watched with interest as Jason began pumping her feet up and down his shaft, sliding from his balls all the way to the rim around the head of his penis. The lotion made a distinct slippery noise as Jason’s member slid effortlessly between the arches of Phoebe’s big, size 9.5 soles.
The blonde, care-free beauty gave a little smile and tilted her head a little. She watched as her wide soles hugged the sides of his shaft as he slid them up and down. Jason was getting rock hard from the friction of her soft peds. Phoebe commented, “Oh...so this is what you like? Footjobs, huh? I have to say, it seems like you really enjoy this. Am I doing a good job or is there anything else I should be doing?” Jason told her to wiggle and flex her toes for him. Phoebe smiled and wiggled her long toes. The light blue toenail polish looked great on her. She spread her toes as much as she could for him.
Jason’s penis stuck up from between the large, size 9.5 soles and pulsed with pleasure. It slid through Phoebe’s creamy feet again and again. The cutie began to giggle and snicker. Jason asked her what was so funny and she admitted, “I’m sorry but it feels so weird. It feels like it’s tickling me but that might just be because of the lotion. You feel so slippery and it’s making me laugh. I’m sorry but it’s just getting to me.”
Jason: “You must be really ticklish on your feet, huh?”
Phoebe: “Um, yeah, I guess so. I mean, what girl isn’t, ya know? Sorry, I just keep giggling.”
Jason asked her, “Can you do me a favor and turn around and try that position? Turn so that you’re kind of on your hands and knees and then put your feet on me.” Phoebe did as she was requested and turned around. She looked back over her shoulder and found Jason’s penis again with her upturned soles. She began rubbing the throbbing shaft between her big soles again. Phoebe pumped her legs up and down, moving her lotioned arches up and down his cock. And once again, she started snickering and giggling as she felt his member rubbing against her tender feet.
Phoebe: “God, it’s a good thing you aren’t tickling me while I’m doing this or I would really be losing it.”
As Phoebe was sliding her feet up and down Jason’s cock, Rachel and Monica were leaning close and whispering to each other in a private conversation. Rachel said, “Geez, this guy really loves feet. Just look at how excited he is. God, this is going to be so humiliating. The quicker we get this done and him out of here, the better.”
Monica: “I just can’t wrap my head around why a guy would be into feet? Gross! I mean of all the things to like...feet? I am NOT looking forward to him pleasuring himself to mine. I mean I think mine are cute but seriously, I hadn’t even heard of this before.”
Rachel: “Oh come on, it can’t be that bad. It looks like it’s just like giving a guy a handjob. But instead, you use your feet. Just imagine it’s Chandler and you burned both your hands in a freak cooking accident.”
Monica couldn’t help but smile a little at Rachel’s comment. She replied, “Well, this might surprise you but I don’t often go around giving complete strangers handjobs. This is going to be so weird.”
As the two best friends were whispering, they were caught off guard when Jason took a break from Phoebe and picked the next lady to start her turn. He pointed at Rachel and said, “Okay, your turn now.” Rachel’s eyes got wide and she hesitantly answered, “Oh o-okay. What do I do?” Jason politely asked Monica to sit in the chair so he and Rachel could use the couch. He sat at one end and had Rachel turn to face him. After applying lotion to her feet, she brought her legs up and placed her feet in his lap. Rachel grabbed the back of the couch with one arm for support and began rubbing Jason’s erect penis with her feet.
Jason let out a relaxing sigh as he felt Rachel’s incredibly soft, size 7.5 soles massaging his dick. Her feet felt so tender and flawless. Rachel really focused and concentrated on giving Jason’s slippery penis good, powerful strokes with her soles. Her wrinkly arches formed snuggly around the veiny shaft and pumped up and down quickly. She curled her toes around his shaft tightly and used them to grip him as she slid her feet up and down. Rachel’s toes were quite talented and gingerly massaged his rod while she worked him. At one point, she pushed one foot against the base of his penis to help hold it steady. Then with her other foot, she spread her toes and slid his cock between her big and second toe with expert handling. Rachel slid her foot back and forth to run his dick between her toes.
Rachel used the toe technique for a minute and then cupped her arches around him again. Jason moaned as Rachel’s tan, dainty feet pumped up and down, bringing him closer to his climax. He complimented her by saying, “Wow, you’ve got some very talented feet. God, keep going. That’s it.” Rachel blushed and smiled a little. She used the toes of one foot to lightly squeeze near his balls and brought the toes of her other foot up by the head of his penis. Rachel slowly rubbed her big toe around the top rim of his sensitive head. A drop of precum bubbled up and was soon smeared on the underside of her big toe. She rubbed the goo into his head and pulled her foot up a little. A thin string of precum followed from her toe to the head of his dick.
Jason grunted with pleasure. Monica glanced over from the chair she was sitting in. Not only was it awkward to be in the same room when her friends were pleasuring a guy, but she wasn’t exactly looking forward to her turn. She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms knowing that it would soon be her turn to have her feet fucked. Phoebe wasn’t so shy about the situation. She had stayed seated on the floor and watched with curiosity as Rachel took her turn. Phoebe didn’t think giving a footjob was all that bad except that it tickled her.
Giving a footjob wasn’t Rachel’s first choice but she actually didn’t think it was that bad. She had always been skilled with her partners and although this was a little different using just her feet, she quickly caught on to what worked and what didn’t. Rachel rolled over and flipped her feet so her soles were facing toward the ceiling. She felt around and found Jason’s stiff cock again. She wrapped her silky size 7.5’s around the base and began running them up and down. Jason loved the new view of her soles and assisted her with the tempo in which she was moving her feet. He held her feet and helped move them up and down on his cock. The distinct squishy sound of the lotion was clearly audible as Rachel’s slick feet moved up and down his shaft.
Monica was trying not to pay attention, but then she heard Jason say to her, “Okay, your turn.” Monica had a brief moment of shock that she would be going next but then bucked up to earn her part in this crazy arrangement. Jason told her to lay face down on the floor. She did and was resting on her elbows as she waited with an annoyed expression on her face. Then she felt him rubbing lotion onto her feet. Monica scoffed and rolled her eyes again as she felt the cool lotion being massaged into her skin. Jason told her to put her legs up in the air. Monica did as she was told and looked back over her shoulder. She saw Jason behind her with his fully erect dick ready to pleasure himself with her feet. He grabbed the sides of her feet and pushed them together, forming an oval-shaped hole between her arches. Monica gasped as she watched his cock slide between her creamy arches. She cringed at the thought of someone fucking her feet and looked back to the front.
Over and over, Monica felt Jason’s penis being thrust between her arches. Her pale, size 7 feet were kicked back up in the air behind her and it gave him a great view of her seemingly pristine soles. Jason moaned with pleasure again. The sound made Monica feel slightly good about herself knowing that a guy was enjoying her...even if it was just her feet. She kept her gaze forward so he wouldn’t see but she let on a tiny smile.
Monica heard him say, “Aw fuck, lady. Your feet look incredible. And they’re so damn soft. It’s driving me crazy.” The compliment gave Monica a weird sense of pride that she never thought she would have in this situation. Truth be told, she was starting to appreciate being picked to go last. That meant that Jason wanted to finish with her and not Rachel or Phoebe. And a guy with a huge foot fetish clearly thought highly of how great of shape she kept hers in. It was a testament to the great lengths she took to keep herself at her best, and that included her feet.
When Jason asked her to roll to her back, Monica was a little more willing to go along with it. Her self esteem about this whole business had been boosted and she wanted to see his facial expressions when he gazed at her soles. Monica rolled herself over and held her feet up toward Jason’s groin. He held her feet together and slipped his cock between them again. He thrust between her deep arches passionately. Monica even did a little extra for him by wiggling her long toes. She scrunched them down hard and then released them to wiggle them freely. The lustful look on his face made her feel good inside.
When Jason asked Rachel to join in again so he could finish, the words really took the wind out of Monica’s sails. She sat up perplexed. She thought he would just finish with her. Monica asked him, “Was I doing something wrong? I can do better. Just tell me.” Jason shook his head and replied, “No, you were doing great. I just thought it would be hot if you and your friend gave me a footjob together.” Monica looked puzzled as jealousy grew inside of her. She knew it was stupid but she couldn’t help it.
Jason laid down on the floor and had Monica sit between his legs. He pulled her feet back onto his penis and she began pumping her feet again. Rachel was still seated on the couch. She was in a perfect position to add her feet to the mix by sliding them up and down the upper portion of Jason’s cock.
Monica kept her thoughts to herself and did as she was told. Her pale feet went up and down near the base of Jason’s shaft. She would slide them all the way down so her soles rested on his groin and balls. Then she would slide them up about halfway to where Rachel’s feet were. Rachel turned her feet inward and used the undersides of her toes to stroke Jason. She rubbed and squeezed her toes along his shaft and gripped all over the ultra-sensitive head of his manhood. Rachel wiggled her toes in an alternating fashion as if she was massaging his most sensitive areas playfully.
Monica tried to settle down and get over her jealous episode but it was difficult for her. Her competitive streak was compelling her to...well, win for lack of a better term. She wanted to be the one that finished Jason. But now she had to share the victory with Rachel, the popular chick that all the guys asked out. Monica tried to put the stupid feeling behind her and just do her part. She rolled her eyes again and started massaging Jason’s balls with her toes.
Jason called Phoebe over to the couch. The ditzy blonde walked over and sat down. Jason grabbed her ankles and lifted her feet up onto his face and rested them there. Phoebe just smiled and wiggled her toes. She said, “Oh that’s a good idea. Man, you just really like feet, huh?” Jason only responded by nodding his head yes and moaning with pleasure as he held her big, size 9.5 soles close to his face.
Phoebe shifted her feet around on Jason’s face as he made small, pleasurable sounds. She didn’t really know what the appeal was of having a woman’s feet resting on his face but she just tried to move them around a little and cover as much of his face as possible. Phoebe scrunched her toes around his nose and lips playfully. She found it amusing that a guy would want to be smothered under her large feet like that.
Rachel had an idea of her own. She left the couch and slid down to the floor near Monica. Rachel used her right foot and turned it so that her sole was pressed against one side of Jason’s cock. Then she encouraged her friend to do the same. The jealous brunette lifted her left foot and pressed the sole of it against the other side of Jason’s penis. The two women sandwiched his member between their arches as their heels and toes met. Rachel said, “There, we’ll do it together.” The two best friends began moving their combined feet up and down in tandem as they pleasured Jason.
Jason couldn’t believe the feeling. Both women’s feet wrapped around his cock felt incredible. Since their feet were the same size, Rachel and Monica’s feet matched up perfectly. Up and down, over and over they went as Jason grew more and more excited. Monica felt Rachel’s toes playfully caressing her toes as she wiggled them. She looked over at Rachel, who had a reassuring smile on her face. It was like she could read her best friend’s mind and could sense the jealousy. Monica gave a slight smile back and gave her friend’s hand a quick squeeze. Monica knew she didn’t have to be jealous and felt bad for even doing so.
Rachel asked Monica, “You ready to make him finish?” Monica looked at Jason’s stiff, pulsing cock and then looked at him holding Phoebe’s bare soles against his face as he moaned. She told Rachel, “Yeah, I think he’s ready.” The two friends began pumping their feet up and down even quicker. They concentrated hard to keep their feet in sync and were actually doing a great job of working together. Their impressive arches hugged Jason’s slippery shaft as they jerked him with their feet together.
Jason let out a distinct moan and arched his back a little. He sat up and only said, “Oh fuck...” Rachel looked at Monica and commented, “Oh, I think he’s about to blow his load. Here it comes.” Monica was a little stunned that it was going to happen but quickly snapped out of it and focused on keeping her feet lined up with Rachel’s. Monica replied, “God he feels huge right now. I bet it’s going to be a lot.” Even Phoebe could tell Jason was seconds away from letting loose his load. She gently pushed Jason’s head back down to the floor and recovered his face with her large feet. Phoebe told him, “You just sit back, relax, and enjoy these feet on your face. Us girls are going to take good care of you.”
The pulsing cock reached its maximum hardness and soon began to erupt. Shot after shot of warm jizz rocketed up into the air and landed all over Rachel and Monica’s feet. Jason’s cum covered their toes and arches with creamy lines that ran down. The girls slowed their pace but did not stop it completely as they worked every last shot of cum out. Rachel used her toes to gently massage the remaining jizz out of his shaft. She wiggled her toes skillfully and teased out a slow trickle of cum that oozed down onto Monica’s long, sensual toes. The warm, milky goo flooded between her toe cracks and coated her adorable tootsies. Her burgundy toenail polish was the only thing that stood out among her messy toes.
Phoebe: “Oh wow, this boy had a lot of buildup in him! You said you like women’s feet but I guess you REALLY like women’s feet.”
Rachel: “Yes, well, I certainly hope that was worth a month’s rent. I think we did a pretty good job, if I do say so myself.”
Monica: “A towel would be nice.”
Phoebe got up to get towels for her friends. On her way to the bathroom closet, she turned and said, “Jason, if this hot dog selling thing doesn’t work out, just come back anytime. That wasn’t so bad.”
Monica sneered as she looked at her goo-covered foot. She quietly said under her breath, “Speak for yourself.” Monica looked up at Jason and said louder for him to hear, “I trust that you enjoyed yourself and that this was up to your liking? I’m sure that this covers us for another month’s rent?”
Jason laid there with his hands under his head as he relaxed in the moment. He answered her, “Oh yes, you girls have earned it. I’ll have to come back next month to see how things are going for you.”
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