True story. So I have a friend who lets me indulge my foot fetish from time to time for mani/pedis and some shoes. She has gotten into it and is starting to have more fun with it lately, which makes me ecstatic. 

Today she needed some weed, and where we live it is legal. I went to pick her up and asked her if she would put my mask around her toes and in her shoes while we drove to the dispensary. Not long, about 15mins, but still would be fun to smell her feet if she agreed. Well she kind of did. When I asked she said no, because her feet weren’t smelly. But that she hadn’t showered since friday and proceeded to put my mask down the front of her leggings. I watched in awe as she rubbed it into place, getting it just right before she casually looked at me, smiled, and then told me the directions to the dispensary. Needless to say I drove slow. She had my phone to take some photos of her new pedicure I had bought on my dash while she gave me directions. 

We got there and she sort of ground herself into my mask a bit before pulling it out. She handed it to me and said “put it on now.” My god my eyes rolled into the back of my head and I was in heaven as her pussy enveloped mouth and nose. The mask was wet and stank so beautifully, and I could taste her. She smiled and pointed for me to go, staying back to take some more pics. 

The whole dispensary was a blur and a battle to not get hard. And I was surrounded by other other gorgeous employees there too. I honestly remember a long hallway and then out. If we didn’t need to keep 6 feet between us everyone would have smelled my goddess on my face. I didn’t really speak at all, just gave my id and money then left, taking huge breaths the entire time. 

I got back to my car and my goddess was filming her feet playing with my gearshift. She saw me and moved to the passenger seat. I opened the door and couldn’t contain myself, gushing how hot that was and not wanting to take the mask off. She eventually told me to hand it over so she could put it back. When I took it off I looked down and saw a massive wet spot from her pussy still and knew exactly why it was so ripe. I drove back to her place slow again, her asking me about the whole experience and me only being able to tell her what she smelled and tasted like. 

We got back to her place and she got out. She didn’t give me the mask back until she had all her stuff ready to go, squeezing her thighs together and rubbing with her hand a lot. “Put it on,” she ordered again. Gladly I did, first looking at the inside and seeing more than just pussy juice this time. She smirked this time before closing the door and walking away. I drove home with it on and haven’t taken it off since. She said I’m not allowed to cum for one week now.