Vinyl

>Backstage at a Vinyl Scratch Concert.

>Last show of a grueling tour. You were hired as a roadie to carry her macbook, it's an easy job

>Your head pounds as her encore comes to a finish. One more drop, some more wub.

>The crowd roars as Vinyl thanks them for coming.

>The sweaty mare goes backstage. Her body glistens in the small amount of light.

>You can't help but stare as she walks past, your eyes taking a peek down to her sneakers.

>White with a blue stripe. You know she wears them all the time. Her socks peek out of them ever so slightly.

>You want to bury your face in those socks.

>You get a slight whiff of her as she walks past.

>She turns.

>Oh jeeze, she knows. She knows you're a fucking freak.

>You spin on your heel, avoiding any contact. Panicking, you bolt the fuck and start doing your fucking job.

>You grab some AV cables, and her Mac, returning into the darkness before you puke your guts in front of the few lingering fans.

>You find her backpack under a chair, unzip it and slide her laptop inside.

>You wrap the cables like a pro and stuff them in.

>Curiosity takes the best of you and you look through the backpack.

>Are those.. socks?

>You look around, making sure the coast is clear.

>You pull them out and inspect them.

"Damn it"

>They're clean.

>You stuff them into your pocket and zip up her backpack, slightly disappointed.

>You stand up and look around, wiping your nervous sweat from your brow and slinging the bag over your shoulder.

>You head to the musician's dressing room, slowly regaining your composure as you walk.

>Confidence is all you need to prepare yourself.

>You open her door and peek your head in.

"Hey Miss Vin-"

>A loud snore interrupts your greeting.

>You search for the source of the noise.

>Vinyl's body is splayed over the couch, her legs outstretched onto an ottoman. Her tight shorts show off her toned legs. Her feet are still trapped in her shoes.

>The show has obviously taken a toll on the sexy mare. You guess she uses a lot of her energy jumping and dancing around.

>You stare for a good long while. Oh, god the things you would do..

>You shake off the naughty thoughts and creep into her room, placing her backpack onto a table.

>You can't help but take a second peek at her.

>Your will gives out, and you creep over to the ottoman

>You watch her face for the slightest of movements.

>You kneel down and touch the sole of her shoe.

>You take a deep breath and untie her left shoe.

>She still sleeps soundly.

>You exhale and untie the other.

>You carefully slide your hand on the heel of your shoe and slowly pull off a shoe.

>It drops to the side with a slight thump as your eyes jump to her face.

>Oh fuck oh fuck don't wake up

>She's still out cold.

>Your eyes return back to your prize.

>Her sweaty, socked toes wiggles at their new found freedom.

>You can't help yourself. You bring your face centimeters to her face and inhale the warm scent of her damp socks.

>You can't help but close your eyes and press your lips against them, giving her socks a light kiss, tasting the light salty fabric.

>You need these socks. You can't live without these socks.

>You move to her toes and bite the loose fabric hanging off.

>You start pulling, as the sock gives way, her heel comes into view. You lay eyes on her beautiful arches. You gaze at the soft balls of her feet.

>You uncover her long, slender toes and drop the sock on the ground..

"Oh god.."

>You kiss her big toe gently, and lick your lips.

>She lets out a groan and stirs slightly. You pull your head back quickly.

>Your heart's beating out of your chest.

>She's back to sleep.

>You start working on getting that second sock off, biting it softly and pulling, tasting the sock on your teeth.

>You stuff both of the socks into your pocket.

>You pull the pair of clean socks from your pocket.

>You slide one on her left foot, getting only half way before she moves her leg.

>You leave the other sock on the ottoman, and sneak out of there. You've already risked enough for one day.

>Outside her door you take a quick peek around and stuff the dirty sock against your nose, breathing deeply. You let out a wonderful sigh. You're gonna cum hard tonight.

 

 

Chapter 2

 

>You lie awake in bed with one sock on your face, and the other on your dick.

>You toss off the cum filled sock on your dick and close your eyes.

>So worth it.

>Your phone vibrates.

>A text from Vinyl.

>”Yo, we need to talk”             

Oh.. fuck.

>You fucking knew you were caught.

>Another text lights up your phone

>”My place. ASAP”

“Well shit.”

>You sigh and put your boxers back on.

>You throw a pair of jeans and a tshirt on.

>Grab your keys, phone.

>You stuff her socks back into your pocket.

>You know she’s gonna want them back. You just wish you had time to clean your cum out of them. Hopefully it’ll dry.

>You head out   on the short drive to Vinyl’s apartment.

>You park, find her building and start the climb up to to floor 3.

>As you grow closer, your heart beats faster.

>From nerves and the stairs.

>You reach her floor and knock quietly, hoping maybe she won’t hear and you’ll be free to leave.

>You hear footsteps and your last ounce of hope is smashed as the door unlocks.

>The door swings open and Vinyl greets you with a glare.

>”Get the hell in here, Anon”

>You hang your head and walk inside.

>”I’m about to fucking explode! I’ve been looking for them all day and I know it was your fault.

>You sigh and pull the socks out of your pocket

“Listen Vinyl, I’m so-”

>She looks down at the cum stained socks and lowers an eyebrow.

>”What? Those are my socks.. I’m looking for my bags, Anon. My bags. They were supposed to be in the van, and you were in charge and aaagh! All my beats!

>She runs her hands through her hair in desperation.

>”Wait, why do you have my socks, Anon?”

"Well, I was putting your laptop away, and I knocked your backpack over and these fell out.. And I took them.."

>She takes the sock from your hand and looks at the dark spots where your cum was still drying.

"You.. use a lot of lotion"

>She looks up at you, with half lidded eyes.

>She's onto your bullshit.

>"You're just digging a huge hole for yourself, Anon.

>You hesitate, then let out a big sigh.

"Okay, okay. I'm a huge dumb ass. I stole your socks. I got carried away.."

>She flings the sock away in disgust.

"But I didn't steal your laptop. I swear! I left it in your room. You were asleep.."

>Guess it's time for the whole truth to come out.

"I licked your feet while you slept. For a while"

>You look down at her feet.

>Her toes twitch.

>You straighten out your back.

“Well, we gonna stand here, or we gonna start something?”

>Vinyl blushes.

>When did you become alpha?

>”What.. do you mean?”

>You smile softly.

“Come on, we’re both adults here. I can tell that you like the thought of me playing with your feet some more.”

>Vinyl becomes less irritable.

>”But.. my bags.”

“I’ll help you find them later, I promise.”

“For now.. let me pamper you  “

>She blushes.

>”Well, I guess I could use a massage.. We’ve been performing all over the place almost like.. every night.”

>It appears as if you’ve flattered her with your affinity for her feet.

>You move into her living room and sit down on the couch, patting the cushion next to you.

“Come on, I’ll help you relax.”

>Vinyl timidly approaches, and sits down.

>You lift her feet onto your lap.

>They have a slight odor and you sniff the air loudly.

>”Sorry.. it’s been a long day.”

“Don’t be sorry.. They smell nice.”

>Your press your thumbs into her sole.

>She presses her free foot against your face.

>You cannot resist planting a kiss on her beautiful foot.

>You slide your tongue up her sole, causing her cute toes to wiggle, licking up the faintest trace of sweat.

>She groans out in relief.

>Oh, Anon… that feels so fucking amazing.”

>She presses harder against your face with her foot.

>Your massage continues on the other foot, kneading her soles with your thumbs.

>You move up her toes and gently toe and caress each one.

>On the other foot, your tongue slides against each and every toe, snaking around and going between them.

>Vinyl wiggles her toes as you lick, moaning every so often.

>You lift both feet to your face and nuzzle your cheek on her soles for a good while, loving their softness against you.

>”You.. still have the other one to clean, Anon..”

>You smirk from behind her feet, and gently lower her saliva covered foot, keeping the drier one near your face.

>You press your nose between her toes, getting back the familiar scent that you missed from her previous feet.

>Round 2 begins, and you start with sucking her toes, making sure to give each one it’s deserved time.

>They’re so delicious..

>You relinquish her toes and begin sliding your tongue over the rest of her feet, lapping up any remaining flavor.

>You end the tongue bath with kisses planted all over her foot.

>You let both of her feet rest on your lap

>Vinyl rubs her wet feet together.

>”That was pretty sweet..”

>Vinyl presses her feet against your erection.

>"How does that feel?"

"Keep going."

>She nods and continues rubbing your dick.

>Her toes grasp at the head through your pants

>She pulls her feet back.

>"Maybe you should take those pants off.."

>You remove your pants and boxers quickly.

>She presses her sole against the bottom of your dick and slowly strokes it up and down.

>She brings her feet together and uses her soles to squeeze your dick.

>You let out a loud moan as she begins moving her warm, slick feet up and down your hard dick.

>She stops the footjob for a moment to fondle your balls with her toes, gently caressing your sack.

>Vinyl bites her lower lip.

>She rubs her toes across the head of your dick, spreading the precum over them.

>She pulls her foot back, and inspects the precum on her toes.

>She lifts her foot to her face and licks up the precum on her toes.

“Hey.. Vinyl?”

>You get her attention and she places her foot back down on your leg.

>You grab her foot and return to massaging it, your thumbs pushing inwards and upwards against the ball of her foot.

“I know this is a long shot, but.. maybe we can like, just jam sometime?”

>You give her a soft smile.

>You spread her toes apart and slide your fingers between them.

>She smiles back.

>”I’d like that, Anon. I'd like to get to know you better.”

>You raise her foot to your face and give it a soft kiss.

 

 

 

To be continued.