Chapter 4: Climax
Michael gripped Sarah's nylon-clad feet tightly, his fingers digging into the flesh of her ankles. His hips slammed against her, driving his cock deep between her feet. The sexual tension that had built up over the last few weeks had finally come to a head, and now he was lost in the ecstasy of this illicit act.
"Fuck, Sarah," Michael groaned as he plunged deeper into the valley of her feet.
Her skin was so soft, the friction between his hardness and her nylons sending waves of pleasure coursing through him.
"God, yes, Michael. Just like that," Sarah panting heavily.
Michael couldn't believe how dirty it felt to be fucking his nanny's feet, but he couldn't stop himself. His hips pistoned forward, driving his cock between her feet, the sound of their skin slapping together echoing in the dimly lit room.
Sarah's toes curled as Michael's fingers gripped her ankles, digging in as he desperately searched for purchase on her smooth, nylon-sheathed limbs.
"Mmm... god, Sarah... you feel so good," Michael said, his voice ragged and thick. His hips powered forward again, driving deep into the valley of her feet, sending shockwaves of sensation through his entire body.
Sarah groaned in pleasure, arching her back as she felt the heat between her feet, the wet, musky scent of their combined fluids rising to fill the room.
She could feel Michael's member twitching between her toes, the velvety smoothness of the head pressing against the sensitive skin of the arch of her feet.
"Michael, fuck, you feel so fucking good." Sarah moaned, spreading her legs wider to give him more access.
Michael grunted in response, his rhythm faltering momentarily before resuming its steady, relentless pace. His balls slapped against the back of her thighs as he thrust his hips, his breaths coming in short, hot gasps.
The warmth of her between her feet made Michael close his eyes and throw his head back as pleasure consumed him. With every drive of his shaft between her feet, she could feel the tension building in his body. Sarah could feel how wet she had become, slick with fluids as they coated her toes and spilled down her feet. The sensation of Michael's cock pressing between the arches of her feet was overwhelming, and Sarah's breath caught in her throat with each thrust.
She tugged at his hair, pulling him closer to her, encouraging him to feel every inch of his thick, hard length between her soles.
Michael's movements grew slower and more deliberate, each thrust stoking a fire within Sarah that threatened to consume her.
"Michael... oh god, Michael," she whimpered, arching her back and pushing up to meet his thrusts.
Her breasts bounced and swayed as he moved within her, her nipples peeking above the edge of the lace bra she wore.
He grabbed a fistful of her hair and tugged, making her arch her back and moan in pleasure. His hand slid down her body, trailing across her hips and down her thighs until he found her moist and slick mound. Dipping two fingers into her pussy, he massaged her clit with one hand as he deep-throated her feet with the other.
Sarah's body writhed and bucked as he helped herself reach a climax that shuddered through her entire body.
The intense orgasm made her lose her breath, her heart racing inside her chest as if it would burst.
Michael pulled his cock out of the warm valley between her feet and quickly disposed of the condom. Sarah stretched out on the bed, watching him with gleaming eyes as he approached her again.
Her eyes roamed over his body, taking in every hard inch of him. She licked her lips and opened herself up for him, inviting him into her welcoming warmth.
Michael didn't hesitate.
He climbed back onto the bed, positioning himself between her legs, which she'd graciously spread wide for him. He looked down at her, taking in the sight of her glistening pussy, the lips swollen with need and desire.
"You're soaking wet," Michael said, his voice a deep growl.
Sarah moaned softly in response, her body writhing underneath him as if begging for more.
Michael didn't make her wait any longer.
He pushed into her, filling her to the hilt in one swift motion. Sarah gasped at the sudden intrusion, her body tensing around him as he buried himself inside her.
"Fuck, you're tight," Michael groaned, withdrawing almost entirely before thrusting back into her. Sarah's body swayed with each hard thrust, her tits bouncing with the force of their lovemaking.
"Harder," she begged, tightening her legs around his waist and pulling him deeper inside of her.
Michael was more than happy to oblige, increasing his tempo and driving himself into her again and again with a ferocity he hadn't known he possessed. Sarah's moans filled the room, spurring him on to push himself further.
He reached up and pulled down the straps of her bra, freeing her breasts for him to feast upon. Sarah arched her back in pleasure as Michael's mouth found her nipples, teasing them with his tongue and teeth.
His cock continued to thrust in and out of her, filling her up completely before withdrawing, only to drive back in harder and faster.
Michael's free hand roamed up Sarah's body, cupping her breast in his large palm and squeezing gently. His thumb found her nipple, rolling it between his fingers and sending shivers of delight down her spine.
"Oh god, Michael," Sarah whimpered as he sucked on the sensitive skin of her nipple.
"Please don't stop."
Michael obliged by increasing the intensity of his oral attack on her breasts. Sarah's moans turned into cries of pleasure as he took turns licking, nibbling, and biting her delicate nipples.
Meanwhile, his free hand snaked down her body, slides between her legs, and finds her wet, swollen pussy waiting for him.
His fingers danced along her slit, teasing the opening, eliciting whimpers of desperation from her.
"Please, Michael, I need more," she begged, her voice hoarse with desire.
He pushed a finger inside her, feeling her walls clench around him as he began to thrust it in and out of her slick pussy.
Sarah cried out, her hips rising off the bed to meet his hand, urging him on.
He added a second finger, stretching her open as he continued to pump them in and out of her.
"More, Michael, please," she whimpered.
Still fucking her tight pussy, he took her nylon feet in his hands and started sucking on her toes through the fabric, driving Sarah wild.
"Oh god, yes!" Sarah screamed, her spine arching in pleasure as she felt his mouth on her feet, the sensation traveling down her body, making every nerve ending tingle.
Her legs locked around his waist, pulling him deeper, surrendering herself to the overwhelming sensations consuming her as he continued to make love to her. Michael switched his thrusting between her feet to driving his hips between her legs and plunging into her pussy with a fervor he had never experienced before.
Sarah's moans were constant, whimpers and mewls of pleasure escaping from her throat. She arched her back even further, exposing her gorgeous, full breasts to him. Her nipples were as hard as diamonds, with her rosy areolas darkening beneath Michael's gaze.
He gripped her ankles tighter, using them as leverage to pound into her deeper. Sarah wrapped her legs around him, squeezing his waist with all her strength. Her heels dug into the small of his back.