A Cinema Foot Licking Diary

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I like movie theaters. Because it's dark there, and it's a place young girls often go (although I've kissed or smelled hundreds of beautiful feet in those
places , I still don't advocate it, after all, it's...). Once, I had just
entered when I saw two beautiful women come in, laughing and joking. They were the standard beauties, both around twenty-two or
twenty-three years old , both about 1.7 meters tall, both with long, flowing hair, and both wearing transparent high-heeled sandals. They were
so beautiful, so elegant. They looked like students, yet possessed the allure and frivolity of hostesses; like
hostesses, yet had the innocence and simplicity of little girls; like little girls, yet dressed and possessed the demeanor of mature women
; like mature women, yet had the faces of students... I was immediately captivated by these two angels.
I also knew my purpose in coming was to kiss the beautiful feet of such pretty girls. I sat in the same row as them,
pretending to be sleepy, leaning against the back of the chair in front of me. Listening to their laughter and chatter, my eyes were completely
fixed on those two beautiful little feet, just hoping the movie would start soon.

A few minutes later, the movie started. I was calculating how to get closer to those beautiful feet. My luck
was just that good. At that moment, they took off their sandals and put their feet on
the back of the seats in front of them. My little brother was no longer obedient, and without hesitation, I sat down in the front row. Since they were
sitting in the middle and I was next to them, they wouldn't mind (this is based on my years of experience. On the contrary, if you
sit right next to beautiful feet, you can only look). I lowered my head, lay down on the seat in front, and
slowly crawled forward. I looked at those two beautiful feet, getting closer and closer to me, until I was lying
under one of the pairs. The girl obviously didn't notice. She was talking to her companion and
laughing, her beautiful feet swaying, smelling sweet and faintly of plastic.
Looking at beautiful feet that were only centimeters from my mouth, I was intoxicated. Those were flawless feet. Although the theater
was dark, after a while, you could still see them clearly. Combined with the brightness of the movie, a pair of exquisitely beautiful
feet were right in front of me. If I wasn't mistaken, they were size 36, with deep-set soles and playful toes
twitching, exuding an intoxicating fragrance that gently wafted above my face. I rested my head on
the armrest of the seat in front of me, trying to inhale the pleasure those beautiful feet brought me. I fantasized about licking them, and the
feeling grew stronger and stronger. Unconsciously, I pressed my tongue against them. At that moment, her foot trembled slightly,
pressing against my face and rubbing against it a few times. She was using it to sense what was happening,
but I found happiness in that gentle caress. The four feet disappeared, replaced by two beautiful
and curious faces (I buried my face, but I could see them out of the corner of my eye). They looked at each other, suddenly
smiled, whispered something, and then fell silent. How I longed for their beautiful little feet to
appear before me again. My experience told me I had to leave; otherwise, there was no hope,
and they wouldn't put their feet up there again. I got up, pretending to leave, and went to the toilet. When I returned
a few minutes later, sure enough, those four feet were there again.

I was thrilled. I returned to those beautiful jade feet in the same way, even more carefully inhaling
that lovely scent. To be honest, I was afraid of disturbing them again and losing this opportunity. Just as I was greedily
savoring it, something unexpected happened. The foot above my face suddenly stepped on my face,
and it showed no intention of leaving, gently rubbing against my nose and mouth... What a
smooth jade foot it was! I was at a loss. I remained motionless, letting her sole rub against my face,
her toes gently pinching my mouth and nose. My breathing became faster and faster, and finally, amidst their soft laughter,
I pressed my lips against theirs again. I kissed her wildly with my lips, licked her frantically with my tongue. Her
feet trembled at first, but then she adjusted, letting my tongue slide between her toes.
My mind went blank; I could only hear my own breathing and their giggling.

"Hey!" A sweet shout woke me up. I saw a beautiful face. "

You called me?" I lay there pretending to be oblivious. "

Do you like my feet?" She smiled warmly.

"Yes." Faced with such a pretty face, I could only say what was in my heart. "

Then come here!" Another stern command.

I got up without hesitation and walked towards the row where they were sitting. "

Is there something you need?" I was still pretending to be dignified. Actually, what dignity did I need in front of such beautiful girls?
I knew I was just putting on a brave face. "

What do you think?" The two girls sized me up. Their feet dangled back and forth on the back of the chair. I secretly
looked at those two proud faces, their smugness tinged with excitement, their playfulness with curiosity.

I knew, these were my masters. I knelt down, head bowed. They weren't surprised at all,
as if it were the proper thing to do. "

What do you want?" one of them asked.

"I just want to lick your feet," I said, kneeling at your feet. "

You're sick, don't disturb our movie..." she said again. I knew she was the lady who had stepped on me earlier.
I quickly said, "Please, I'll be your slave." After saying that, I kowtowed. Really, I was so afraid they
would drive me away. At that moment, a foot landed on my head, a soft foot. I didn't move.
The stepped on my head, slowly sliding down, the toes caressing my forehead, eyes, nose, lips,
until it reached my chin. Then it hooked my head with its toes, examining me. I knelt before her, seeing
her face clearly again, beautiful enough to make one nervous, beautiful enough to make one afraid. Actually, she only glanced at me, then said, "Behave yourself
!" and went back to chatting and laughing with another girl.

I didn't understand the difference between being honest and dishonest; I just focused on licking the beautiful foot in front of me. Her
other foot also came back from the chair back and stepped on my head. During that movie, I was completely absorbed,
letting her lick my four beautiful feet in turn, bringing me to a full climax. Salty, sweet, bland, fragrant
… it's indescribable.

As the movie was about to end, they said to me, "Okay, stop licking." And they each removed their feet from my…
I removed them from their heads and shoulders. I quickly picked up their high-heeled sandals and put them on them,
kissing them deeply a few times. I heard their soft laughter.

Before they stood up, I heard my mistress's command: "Kneel there, don't peek, or
you'll be sorry." Then she left, still laughing and talking… I remained kneeling until they were gone.

When the video ended and I stood up, my two beautiful mistresses had vanished without a trace. All that remained was the memory.

[The End]

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