Your friend casually resting his smelly socked foot on your chest, clearly blocking your view of the TV. Just inches from your face, his sock odor quickly fills the space. You’ve been in this situation with his playful foot dominance before, but this time you choose not to push his stinky foot away as you have in the past. Expecting resistance and not getting it, he begins to wiggle his foot slightly. You stay calm, trying to ignore it. The foot stops, pauses, then slowly slides over, pressing the bottom against the side of your nose. You turn your face into it and get a strong whiff of his sock odor. His foot smell is so intense and intoxicating that it immediately excites you. You groan and push the foot away, but he, still watching the TV, blindly brings it back, pressing it fully against your face. You quickly breathe it in, your nose pressed against his cottony sole, before pushing it back onto your chest. The playful resistance continues, as you try to dodge and push both his feet back, him now determined to make you smell them. One socked toe presses and flexes over your nostrils, causing you to grunt and mutter, “No.” You see him glance over at you absently and respond sarcastically, “You wanna smell ‘em?” He covers your face with both feet, trapping you in darkness for a moment, and you take a deep breath. You’ve always resisted his smelly feet when he gets like this, but this time you really want to submit to see what he’ll do. You try weakly to fight his feet for about ten minutes before you give in briefly. You feel the bottoms pushing against your nose again, adjusting, and you stay still for a few moments. You start to move your face against his socked soles and weakly say that you can’t fight back, too tired from the smell. Not sure if he heard you, your friend pulls back both knees and quickly yanks off his dry socks. You see him briefly grin at you before turning back to the TV. His bare feet casually replace the socks over your face, ensuring your nose is pressed against one of them. You smell his bare sole, much stronger, and find yourself addicted to the scent. You move your hands to one foot and weakly push it off onto your chest. He brings it back, determined to win, and begins smearing the bottom against your nose. You try to say something, but his foot is pressed over your mouth, and the strong smell is making you incredibly aroused below. You let his foot’s scent fill your nostrils for a minute before hearing him cockily say, “Like that foot smell?” You feel him slide one foot down and start working his toes against your nose. You move your face into them, grunting just for show, taking big whiffs between them. He flexes his toes over your nostrils and teases, “Smell my toes!” After what feels like forever, he casually covers your face with both soles, burying you in his foot stench. You stare into the bottoms of his meaty feet, face pressed against them, breathing heavily as you lie there, submissive. Your dick is incredibly hard, loving this feet power he has over you. You feel him adjust his feet on your face as the movie resumes. You slightly move your face to the side of one foot and he firmly repostions both consuming your face and saying semi-cockily,”Lay there and take it. Get long whiffs of my foot smell. Know you like it.”
You lie there while he watches the movie, deeply breathing in his intoxicating foot aroma. Ever so often, him teasing your nose with his toes for a bit before smothering you again. Miss the days like these.
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