When I was in college, I used to get free pedicures. This was clutch, because I was a broke ass bitch (some things never change, huh?) and couldn’t afford to pay for them, yet I love having pretty feet. So, how, exactly, did I manage this? Well, it’s easy. All you need is a friend with a foot fetish!
He would massage my feet, paint my toes, the whole deal. And once they dried, he would jerk off onto my feet, but never actually touched me. If I can get a weekly pedicure just for letting someone (a good friend, no less) jerk off onto my freshly painted feet? I’ll take it.
And that, my friends, is what you call “a mutually beneficial arrangement.”
I'm Britni, a snarky bitch and generally awesome person. I write about sex, love, and bullshit. If sex-positivity, discussions about BDSM and kink, queer issues, and topics that are completely inappropriate by society's standards make you uncomfortable, then this blog is not for you.
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Love it.
Sounds like a perfect friendship. Hot, too.
I dated a foot fetishist for a while and he used to paint my nails. It was hot seeing how het up he got when I was wearing heels, whilst nekkid of course.
Wish I had a friend like that! I could really use a pedicure right now.
Pedicure for a jerk sounds like a deal to me. Have you ever been to Ottawa (ca)?