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Wednesday afternoon.
3.45pm.
You get off your designated stop from the school bus and walk towards your home. It's hot outside but you trek through the familiar surroundings of your suburban neighbourhood until you reach the cracked concrete path that leads to your front door. The weight of textbooks presses against your shoulders through your school backpack as you dig your hand inside your pocket for the house key. You had a particularly hard day especially with that difficult test you had to take in last period. You only hope that you didn't completely flunk it.
Unlocking the door and kicking off your shoes by the entrance mat, you make your way down the narrow hallway towards your bedroom door. Though, when you push it open, you didn't expect to find yourself staring at a teenage girl with short light-brown hair already sprawled lazily across your bed with one leg dangling off the edge. Well, maybe unexpected isn't entirely the correct word to use here considering this has been happening on a semi-regular basis. You went unnoticed as her brow furrowed in concentration, scribbling in her notepad with a coated biscuit stick hanging out of her mouth.
"Ritsu, you're here again?" you ask.
Without moving too much lest she lose her position, Ritsu puts down her notepad and swallows her snack. She throws her snack container into your bin and looks up at you with an indifferent look, "Yeah, and it took you long enough to get here. Tell your parents to buy more Pocky. We ran out."
You roll your eyes and drop your school bag on your bedroom floor, before sitting down on the end of the bed next to her.
Most of the characters that come out of your TV usually only come once, and their visits usually don't last more than a few minutes. It's fun when those moments last but it's understandable that they don't return a second time once you have your foot fun with them. So it's interesting that Ritsu Tainaka from the K-On anime you watched a few weeks ago be one of the exceptions. You haven't even put that show on for a while now but she keeps returning whenever she pleases as if your bedroom were her personal clubhouse. You suspect it's probably because of all the snacks such as Pocky and Oreos your parents had left for you. Half of which Ritsu has been eating without hesitation.
Not like you have a choice anyway in making her appear. For some mysterious reason, you can't seem to turn off the Desire Mode function from your television.
"Is there a reason you always come to my room? Don't you have your own place to go to? Or even band practice with your friends?"
Ritsu stretches her arms and shifts herself so she's slightly sitting up, "Eh, practice was cancelled today. Mio's sick or something. Besides, my place doesn't come with free snacks or a personal foot massager, especially one that loves feet," Ritsu teases.
She plops up her feet so they're on your lap, the sudden warmth making you blush. As much as you hate to admit it, you like how much she toys with you, especially with your foot fetish. Ritsu smirks and wiggles her toes beneath the fabric, knowing that she's got you wrapped around her finger.
"Heh heh, you love them!~" Ritsu coyly states, "Okay peasant, you know the drill. Take my socks off."
You frown a little at what she just referred you as (especially since it's not even her place) but you know that you'll let it slide. And Ritsu knows that as well. You reach for her left foot and tug on her sock. With some effort, you slip it off her foot and reveal her bare toes. You do the same for the other foot but quicker, throwing the fabric on the floor.
"Goof. Now, rub," Ritsu says before she yawns.
You let out a sigh but comply anyway, placing your thumbs on the soles of her feet. You begin working them into the balls of her feet, earning yourself a soft moan from Ritsu in return. You continue the massage, kneading into her skin with your fingers, moving your way up her arch and occasionally giving her toes a light squeeze. The faint smell of footsweat and dirt hits your nostrils, but it's not strong enough to bother you.
A few minutes go by and you've finish massaging both feet, much to the satisfaction of Ritsu lying back, eyes closed, a grin on her face. She lifts her leg and places her left foot in front of your face, wiggling her toes.
"Wanna suck 'em?" Ritsu whispered.
You gulp and whimper, feeling your heart beat faster, as your eyes flicker between the wiggling toes inches away from your face and her smirking expression. Despite this rush of embarrassment, you find yourself nodding slowly and leaning forward in an almost hypnotic trance. Her smell becomes a bit more noticeable as your breathing turns into pants.
"They're all yours," she encourages in a teasing but soft voice.
She flexes her foot, bringing it closer to your lips before you instinctively part them and gently start sucking as each of Ritsu's toes enters your mouth. Your tongue glides along her soft skin, the distinctive saltiness accumulated from a long school day stimulating your tastebuds. You shudder at the taste, continuously feeling her toes wiggling and spreading more of her in you. It's getting more intoxicating with each passing moment like you're getting everything you ever wanted. Ritsu giggles at your efforts, her breath subtly quickening as she continues watching your every movement.
Without warning, her toes slide out of your mouth, a small trail of saliva connecting together before snapping, the remainder landing onto your chin. The room turns quiet as the tomboy stares at you with her brown eyes. You look back at her and pout involuntarily, your mouth tingling from where her toes had just been. You're not sure what she's thinking but a million thoughts race through your mind, assuming the worse.
A few agonising seconds pass by before it's broken by the sound of Ritsu chuckling.
" I guess you really like my feet, huh?~"
"I...I-uh, w-well..." You stutter in embarrassment as you try to compose yourself but before any more words come out of you, she switches feet and pushes a fresh set of toes back in.
"Less talking, more sucking." Ritsu muses, picking up her notebook to scribble again, "And buy me some more Pocky before I visit tomorrow."
You close your eyes and nod, giving in to her feet. You didn't care how much you had to pay for snacks just as long as you can do this again tomorrow.