By Suz deMello (Guest Blogger)
This
short story
was the
first I
wrote about
a form
of sexual
desire in
which I
have no
interest whatsoever.
Okay, I
like a
pair of
pretty shoes
as much
as the
next girl,
but I’m
not sexually
aroused by
feet or
footwear. The
first time
a man
sucked my
toes was
after a
hot and
sweaty bike
ride, and
candidly, I
thought the
experience a
little disgusting.
Not for
me—I
wasn’t
doing the
sucking—but
for the
guy. Nevertheless,
he seemed
to really
enjoy it,
despite the
unsanitary nature
of the
activity. (He
was a
doctor, too,
which made
what he
did even
more puzzling).
But
each to
his own,
I say,
and if
someone indulges
a fetish
and doesn’t
hurt anyone
else (except
with consent,
of course)
who am
I to
judge?
I
wrote Kinky
Toes during
a time
when I
was exploring
ways to
keep the
writing fresh
by focusing
on fetishes
I hadn’t
previously written
about. Queen’s
Quest
(http://www.ellorascave.com/queen-s-quest.html)
is another
story from
that period,
and it
posits a
society in
which exhibitionism
is rampant
and public
sex perfectly
acceptable—the
conformation of
the futuristic
planet I
invented is
such that
birthrates are
low, and
anything to
get new
births is
encouraged.
I’m
neither an
exhibitionist nor
a foot
fetishist, so
both stories
were a
departure for
me. I
didn’t
know anything
about foot
or shoe
fetishes, so
I had
to research
both subjects.
Kinky Toes
is the
result.
Here’s
what it’s about:
Genre:
contemporary erotic romance
Shelbie
Nathanson resents Rick Saldano's ascension to C.O.O. of her family's
shoe company, a job she's wanted all her life. But she can't resist
his red-hot, sexy style of lovemaking... one that focuses on her
passion: shoes.
Here’s
a snippet to sharpen your interest:
In
the cab, Shelbie became even more aware of Rick, if that were
possible. He was big. Not fat, but solid, sizable, with broad
shoulders and an obviously muscular body beneath his suit. She
couldn’t help sneaking a peek at his crotch. The suit’s fabric
had pulled tight as he sat, tight enough that she could guess that
six-foot-two Rick’s body parts were proportional.
Her
mood had definitely changed.
He
leaned closer, hesitated the tiniest fraction of a second before he
brushed his lips against her cheek. Shocked, she jerked away, but he
didn’t move, his gaze still pinned to hers.
She
didn’t move either. The air felt thick, as though the very
atmosphere were holding her in place. They sat staring at each other
until the cabbie harrumphed. “Where to, folks?”
After
giving the cabbie an address she didn’t recognize, Rick didn’t
say anything during the cab ride. Rigid with a tension she couldn’t
define, Shelbie didn’t have a word to say either, not even when he
picked up one of her feet and rested it in his lap, atop his very
substantial hard-on. She wiggled her foot and the stiletto heel slid
across the bulge in his pants.
He
sighed, so she did it again. Then again. He clamped his lips tight
shut, apparently stifling a groan as his erection swelled even more.
He
slid one finger along the exposed arch of her foot. It didn’t feel
ticklish, exactly, but was tingly, the kind of tingle her pussy
liked.
He
inserted his finger into her toe cleavage. The spot between the big
toe and the next was tiny, smaller than his index finger. His abrupt
thrust hurt a little, and Shelbie had a mad vision of the time when
she’d lost her virginity. Her pussy had been too small for the tool
her then-boyfriend had wielded.
She
had that same feeling now, an ache as something big intruded into her
body’s smaller space. She tried to pull away but he persisted,
twisting his finger until he’d pushed in as far as her shoe would
allow.
He
sawed his finger in and out and she bit down on her lower lip to
avoid moaning aloud. She flung her head back, panting as he rotated
his finger.
They
arrived outside a row of brownstones near the park. He slipped his
finger out of her toe cleavage and gave her foot a squeeze. An
awkwardness she hadn’t felt since teenage sex overcame her as she
dropped her feet to the cab’s floor. Rick paid the fare, ushered
her out of the taxi and into the building…his building, she
supposed.
The
moment they were alone in the elevator, she sprang at him and pressed
her lips against his. He wrapped his arms around her and held her
tight as his tongue invaded her mouth. She sucked at him hard,
shoving her hands into his hair. He tasted and felt divine.
Her body was aflame,
all light and heat, and he picked her up as though she were made of
insubstantial fire, weighing nothing...
Like
what
you
read?
There’s
more!
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the
short
story
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About
Suzie:
Best-selling, award-winning author Suz deMello, a.k.a Sue Swift, has written seventeen romance novels in several subgenres, including erotica, comedy, historical, paranormal, mystery and suspense, plus a number of short stories and non-fiction articles on writing. A freelance editor, she’s held the positions of managing editor and senior editor, working for such firms as Totally Bound, Liquid Silver Books and Ai Press. She also takes private clients.
Best-selling, award-winning author Suz deMello, a.k.a Sue Swift, has written seventeen romance novels in several subgenres, including erotica, comedy, historical, paranormal, mystery and suspense, plus a number of short stories and non-fiction articles on writing. A freelance editor, she’s held the positions of managing editor and senior editor, working for such firms as Totally Bound, Liquid Silver Books and Ai Press. She also takes private clients.
Her
books
have
been
favorably
reviewed
in
Publishers
Weekly,
Kirkus
and
Booklist,
won
a
contest
or
two,
attained
the
finals
of
the
RITA
and
hit
several
bestseller
lists.
A
former
trial
attorney,
her
passion
is
world
travel.
She’s
left
the
US
over
a
dozen
times,
including
lengthy
stints
working
overseas.
She’s
now
writing
a
vampire
tale
and
planning
her
next
trip.
3 comments:
Thanks for hosting me, Lisabet!
Hi, Suz,
Sorry I'm so late welcoming you.
I like to challenge myself this way, too - writing about stuff that I've never considered doing, or in genres I've never tried.
Personally I think the excerpt is very hot. And I love the cover. Good luck with the story.
Thanks :)
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