Title: A Night on the Town
Categories: Family Guy
Characters: Lois Griffin, Bonnie Swanson, Unanmed OMC
Tags: Alcohol, Cougar, Foot Fetish, Footsie, MILF, Footjob, Redhead, Brunette FF/m
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Started: 26/08/2024
Finished: 26/08/2024
Published: 26/09/2024
The bass line of the music thumped through the shadowy club, casting an erotic spell over the air as it resonated with the walls. Their shiny, skimpy outfits clung to their bodies like second skins, pushing their soft breasts together and up, denying the sag of age.
Their faces flushed with excitement, their eyes gleaming with the mischief that only a night of unbridled fun could inspire.
Lights flashed, and the ground thrummed with the powerful bass of the club's music. Lois and Bonnie danced the night away, their hips colliding with one another whenever they weren't downing colourful, fruity cocktails, each name more provocative than the last.
In the corner of the room, a solitary figure sat at a table, his presence a stark contrast to the chaos surrounding him. He nervously looked about the room between sips of the amber liquid in his glass. A shy flower hiding in a darkened corner of the club.
The two inebriated mothers danced closer and closer to the table until they all but fell over it, the man's drink falling to the floor and shattering.
"Haha, oops," Lois giggled, "Sorry about that."
"Why don't you let us … make it up to you," Bonnie purred as she slipped into the opposing empty seat, the still giggling Lois taking the remaining seat.
"Wh-What?" he asked, his mind still trying to process what had just happened.
Bonnie's nylon-clad foot had already slipped free from the confines of her high heel and brushed against his leg. The feather-light seemed innocent enough at first.
Lois, not one to be outshone, kicked off her shoes under the table and began to flirtatiously nudge his ankle with her soft nylon-clad toes.
The young man flinched at the sudden contact.
"I-It's okay," he stuttered, his voice barely audible over the din of the music. "Don't worry about it," he said, tucking his legs back but failing to escape the gentle poking of Lois nylon-clad toes.
He tried to compose himself, but then Lois and Bonnie began to drag their toes up his leg, and he began to tremble in his seat as his pants grew tighter, the warm foreign contact instantly seducing his chaste member.
Bonnie's foot began to climb his other leg. Again, he flinched at the sudden contact, his legs smashing into the underside of the table, the loud thud devoured by the club's ambience.
The game of footsie began, tentative at first, with a gentle touch here, a teasing stroke there, and gradually sliding higher and higher. The man's cock swelled with every caress, his breaths becoming shallower, his heart racing as the sensations grew more intense.
Lois took the initiative, her foot gliding up his calf with a confidence that spoke of a woman who knew what she wanted.
Their movements grew more brazen, their toes exploring his inner thighs and pushing them apart, opening his legs for their exploration. He opened his mouth, but words failed him, his mouth opening and closing like a startled goldfish.
Smiling, Bonnie and Lois pressed their toes against his bulge, making him arch his back. Their toes curled, gripping his bulge.
The young man's eyes widened in shock and arousal as the two intoxicated cougars took charge. Their touch was electric, and his body responded in kind. He couldn't believe his luck—or was it just the whiskey playing tricks on him?
"W-What are you doing?" he managed to ask, his voice strained with desire.
"Mmm, just making it up to you," Bonnie slurred.
"And having some fun with you," Lois giggled, stretching her leg to press his bulge firmly, feeling his bulge between her toes.
"Ah," he moaned, his own toes curling as he instinctively thrust into her Lois toes.
With a sly smile, Lois pinched his zipper and dragged it down, his cloth-covered cock bursting free of the snug confines.
The coolness of the club's air enveloped his cock, causing him to shiver as Lois' nimble toes wrapped around his shaft. Bonnie was quick to follow suit, her foot moving to widen the opening of his zipper and pull his balls free - her smile widening as she felt the warm weight of his full balls.
Bonnie brought her feet together, forcing his legs to widen, and she began to roll his balls between her toes, memorising every wrinkle as Lois' toes crushed his shaft, every slight wiggle massaging his erection, evolving into a rhythmic stroking.
"A-Oh God," he gasped, his cock pulsating beneath their warm toes, damp from the hours of dancing.
Lois leaned in over the table, her breasts pillowing against the table and giving her boy a good look at her cleavage. Every inch of her felt alive with euphoric electricity, she'd never done anything so dirty, and she fucking loved it.
"We know what you boys like," Lois stage whispered.
"And we've had a lot of practice," Bonnie slurred, pinching his balls and causing his cock to thrust between Lois toes.
"Oh fuck," he gasped, shivers of pleasure shooting down his spine.
Lois and Bonnie's lidded eyes sparkled with mischief as they saw the effect their feet were having on him. The young man's head twitched, switching between nervously looking around to see if anyone had noticed what they were doing and looking back at them in disbelief.
Lois' toes slid along the length of his shaft, tracing the contours of his cock as if it were a delicate sculpture before curling to squeeze his tip. Bonnie's toes remained firmly around his balls, rolling and squeezing gently, the nylon covering her digits adding an extra layer of sensation and pleasure.
The man's eyes rolled back in his head as Lois' toes danced along his frenulum, the fabric of her nylons a delightful friction against his swollen tip. Bonnie took the cue and increased the intensity of her own ministrations, massaging his balls more vigorously, her toes digging into the soft flesh, coaxing him closer to the edge as her toenails scratched the underside of his scrotum.
The alcohol had loosened his inhibitions, and the thrill of being pleasured by two gorgeous, real-life fucking MILFs in public was more than he could handle.
Their feet worked in perfect harmony, one stroking and the other cupping and squeezing. His cock began to pulsate between her toes, the nylon fabric gliding smoothly against his skin as they brought him closer and closer to climax.
The music grew louder, the lights flashed brighter, and the room spun around them. The three of them were in their own little world of pleasure, oblivious to the raucous party happening just a few feet away. The vibrations of the obnoxiously loud music enhanced the pleasure as it made his cock and their feet vibrate violently with each thump of the music.
Lois looked over at Bonnie with a knowing smile. They had never done this before, sharing a man in PUBLIC. They felt so alive!
With a wink, Bonnie squeezed his balls harder and joined Lois, increasing the pressure, pressing her feet together on either side of his cock, alternating between rolling the sensitive flesh and jerking it up and down.
His breaths grew ragged, his hips jerking upward to meet their relentless ministrations.
"We're going to make you cum," Lois slurred.
The words sent him over the edge. He threw his head back and let out a strangled cry as he erupted, his warm seed spurting out and sloshing over their feet, staining their dark nylons with his hot, sticky seed.
The two women didn't miss a beat, their toes continuing to milk him through his orgasm, their eyes locked onto his face, watching the ecstasy wash over him.
As he finally came down from his high, panting and trembling, they leaned back in their chairs, giggling like schoolgirls. They didn't bother to clean up the mess, leaving it there as a silent testament to their naughty deed, dribbling down their nylon soles.
"Well, I'd say we made up spilling your drink," Bonnie slurred.
"I'd say we did," Lois laughed.
The young man just sat there, panting heavily, trying to come to terms with what had just happened. His cheeks flushed with embarrassment and arousal, his eyes darting around the club as if expecting the whole place to stop and stare at him. But the party raged on, oblivious to the little scene that had unfolded at the corner table.
Lois and Bonnie slipped their shoes back on, feeling the sticky warmth of his cum between their toes. They giggled, sharing a secret look that spoke volumes of their shared victory. They had taken charge and claimed their prize, leaving him a quivering mess in their wake.
They still had it!
The duo strutted back onto the dance floor, their hips swaying to the beat of the music, their steps light and playful as they cum sloshed around inside their shoes and oozed between their toes as their nylons drank the cooling thick liquid.
The club was a blur of lights and bodies, the pounding of the music elevating the pace of their heartbeats and edging their euphoria to higher levels.
Lois slammed her hips into Bonnie's, only to be clapped back with an identical sway. Every step fed their ecstasy, splashing the cum in their heels as they danced.
The night was young, and their fun had only just begun.