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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Erotica · # 1691262
This covers a variety of girls' feet
Created: July 17th, 2010 at 5:47 am
Modified: September 8th, 2022 at 1:54 am
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Titans Go! Except Starfire, you keep the new guy company. Yes Robin. Did you know that if I kiss someone I can find out all about them? No way, show me! She kisses you for about 5 seconds. Oh, she says blushing. Oh, what? I didn't think anyone thought about my feet that way, it's okay, this is quite common on Tamaran. Go ahead, take off my boots. You slowly take off her boots, you're not surprised to find out that her nails are the same shade of green as her eyes.
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It was the onset of the weekend’s first night and the Teen Titans, most of them, were preparing to go dancing. Starfire had begun her career as a Titan only two weeks ago and, though she was nervous, she was eager to hang out with her new friends and mingle with the young people of Earth. In the interest of not being the only girl in her immediate circle, she had gone to knock on Raven’s door.

The door slid only a little and revealed half of Raven’s disinterested face.

“Greetings Raven! The others have requested your accompaniment at the ‘club’ to participate in the hanging of friends and mangling of young people. Would you like to join us?”

Raven, desiring to send her away as soon as possible, made no effort to correct Starfire’s wording.

“I don’t go to clubs, ever, and I need to get back to meditating.”
“Oh, well perhaps I could-”
Raven shut the door on Starfire’s perplexed face.

Raven went back to her bed where, for the last two weeks, she had been struggling to meditate. She hovered in the lotus position and began again chanting, ‘azarath, metrion, zinthos,’ an incantation she used to control her emotions which, due to her demonic lineage, could quickly grow into fiery passions and mood swings if left unchecked.

The technique required total concentration though, and Raven, having caught peeks of Starfire’s feet, had not been able to get through the word ‘azarath’ with her immersion unbroken by all of those lustful thoughts that had so ceaselessly coiled between and around the syllables of her mantra that she could not utter it once without having ten fantasies.

“Az-” she would start, but then a thought of Starfire’s big toe would plug her mouth and force her to start again. Then she would make it to “Azar,” only for five thoughts about five of Starfire’s finger-like toes to dock at her tongue and force her to restart once more. For two weeks she had gone on in this way, diverted ten times by the toes, one time by a heel, ten more times by the balls of the soles, and so on until it started all over again.

Thirty frustrating minutes passed until a new notion emerged to distract her. It occurred to Raven that the guys, having learned that her answer would always be no, hadn’t asked her to go clubbing for two years, and wouldn’t have bothered sending Starfire to ask again.

Raven thought then about what Starfire was probably trying to say before the door was shut. She sighed and tried to suppress her empathy. Finding herself too distracted to do this, she sighed again and went out to the living room where she found Starfire, luckily still in her boots, seated crisscross on the couch and staring at the floor.

“Why didn’t you go with them?”
Starfire looked up in surprise and immediately masked her dejection.
“Well, Robin, well not Robin, but I thought it best; well actually Robin thought it best that I stay in case of emergencies, not that you would need my help,” she fumbled.
“Right…”
Raven rubbed the back of her head as she struggled to craft an apology, and by now they were both blushing.
“Why did you not join them?” Starfire asked.
“It’s just not my thing. Anyway…” Raven paused to grit her teeth at what she was about to do next, for it was something she almost never did. “I’m sorry I shut the door on you earlier.”
Starfire continued to stare at the floor.
“No, the fault was mine. Beast Boy told me to not disturb you, but I did not listen,” Starfire said, unable to hide her melancholy.

Raven considered assuring Starfire that she hadn’t been a disturbance. Raven then remembered that she did find Starfire rather annoying most of the time, as she did everyone else, and decided against it to avoid encouraging her too much.

She did however join Starfire on the couch to further comfort her.

“Come on, what’s wrong for real? You were looking forward to tonight all week.”
“I was! But I am fearful also. I do not speak the slang and often say the wrong things when I try, and many behaviors which are normal on my home planet are considered strange here,” Starfire explained with her eyes on her boots, wiggling waves into the leather with her toes as she spoke.

This revived Raven’s obsession, for she had a special sensitivity to the emotions of other people as well and she could sense that Starfire’s secret behavior had something to do with sexuality.

“Like what?”
“I would rather not say. The others already think I am weird because of it,” she said, inadvertently leaving clues as she nervously tapped at her toes.

Raven imagined Starfire’s sweaty feet inside the boots and, though her ambitions toward inner silence tried to fight it, her urges broke free and split her thoughts into two factions, one with the aim of getting Starfire to join her in the bedroom, and the other with the aim of getting Starfire to join her in the bedroom, for the faction of lust had convinced the faction of self-control that the best way to build up a resistance to something was to indulge in it.

“By ‘the others’ do you mean the crime-fighting gymnast, the guy who is half-computer, or the green guy who turns into animals?”
Starfire laughed at this and Raven continued.
“We’re all weird. You have to cultivate self-acceptance so that you can control your fears of what other people think.”
“It is not so easy as you make it sound, at least not for someone like myself who does not meditate.”
Raven saw her opening.
“I could teach you.”

Starfire sat in a lotus on the bed per Raven’s example and waited for instructions as Raven struggled still to decide if she was doing this for satisfaction or as training against the desire for satisfaction. Something inside of her suggested that it was both.

“Alright, you’ll need to take off your boots to aid the circulation of your energy,” Raven said, knowing by the way that this was complete nonsense.
As before, Starfire blushed and began pouring nervous glances on her feet.
“If it is possible, I would prefer to remain within my boots…” she scrambled for an excuse “the smell may not be pleasant… and it is rather cold in here,” she said rubbing her arms suddenly.

Raven removed her own blue ankle-boots and two breezes promptly tended to her sweaty feet. She sensed a massive surge of energy in Starfire’s spirit immediately after. She tried to ignore it for now and shut her eyes as she got into the proper posture.

“You have to follow my instructions exactly or this won’t work,” she snapped.

Starfire reluctantly began removing them. Her purple boots were knee-high and she slid them slowly; every other second Raven opened her eyes to catch a peek, and in the seconds between she would shut them and scold herself for forgetting that the whole purpose of this was to practice self-restraint. The sound of the sliding stopped and Raven heard boots land on the floor. Starfire’s face shined with red anxiety as she got back into the lotus.

“Rest your hands like mine and shut your eyes,” Raven ordered.

A moment after, Raven’s nose scrunched as the cloud of stench from Starfire’s feet wiped its tendrils on the inside of her nostrils. This so aroused her that the cork of restraint popped from her eyes and allowed the image of Starfire’s long, shiny orange-tan foot to explode into the black vacuum of her sight. She quickly shut them again, but the afterimage of Starfire’s foot was branded bright in the darkness.

“Is there a problem?” Starfire asked, noticing only Raven’s silence for her eyes were still closed. Raven shushed her.
“Patience. Now repeat after me. Azarath…”
Raven peeked again as she waited for Starfire. She could only see the profile of Starfire’s left foot resting on her right thigh. It looked large even in comparison to her leg, and its heel, arch, and outer-ball, by virtue of both their color and serpentine outline, formed a perfect panorama of sand dunes.
“Azarath…” Starfire said.
Raven shut her eyes, and as soon as she did Starfire peeked at Raven’s foot; it was slick like a dolphin’s skin and as smooth, and the toes were long but fleshy.
“Metrion,” Raven said, and she noticed that something had stirred in Starfire’s feelings as she spoke.
“Metrion…” Starfire repeated, and Raven looked again.
“Zinthos.”
“Zinthos,” Starfire finished.

“Good. Now before we go on, you’re going to have to tell me why the guys made fun of you,” Raven said with her eyes still closed.
Starfire panicked.
“Why is that necessary? Can we not just continue with the repeating of the mantra?”
“We need to target a specific source of your insecurity. I know it’s the last thing you want to do, but you’ll have to focus on the feeling of embarrassment you felt so that you can better understand it, and if I’m going to guide you through conquering it, I’ll have to know where it came from,” Raven explained, and, again, this was all complete nonsense.

Starfire sighed and started rubbing her exposed foot as if in an attempt to hide it.
“You must give me your word that you will not begin the teasing, weird looks, or laughing,” Starfire said, and then held out her hand to receive Raven’s ‘word’.
Raven opened her eyes halfway and gave Starfire her usual deadpan stare before explaining that it was just an expression.
“And I’ll try to contain myself,” Raven said shutting her eyes again.
“Very well. You see, on my home planet of Tamaran we are open about things that people are not open about here. We will publicly, well, indulge in certain pleasures that here you would only enjoy in private,” Starfire said as she stared at Raven’s foot.
“Go into detail Starfire. Is it something sexual? A fetish?”
“On my planet it would not be called a fetish. All Tamaraneans seem to be born with an appreciation for the, well…”
“Starfire, I already promised. Spit-” she stopped herself from using a figure of speech. “Tell me. For what?”
“…for the feet,” Starfire finally said, and she froze with searing embarrassment immediately after.

On hearing the word ‘feet,’ Raven felt something pluck a bass string in her center and her whole body started to quiver with the vibrations. She hoped that this sensation wasn’t outwardly visible, and kept her eyes closed.

Raven tried to sound clinical.
“So they found out about this then? Get back in position and take me to the moment.”
“Well, Tamaraneans enjoy many things about the feet, even the smell, but here that is apparently considered ‘gross.’ Robin, Beast Boy, and Cyborg were busy with the playing of the videogames, so I entertained myself in a way that they did not find pleasant…”
“Details, Starfire. You mean with the smell of your feet?”
“Well, yes. They noticed the scent and were not pleased, and then they noticed me and proceeded with the jokes.”
Starfire anxiously awaited Raven’s response, but Raven was too caught up in containing her urges to say anything for an awkwardly silent moment.
“This is why I did not want to remove my boots. I did not wish to offend you …”
For a moment Raven still said nothing, and then something in her head collapsed. She opened her eyes.

Raven then lifted her other foot up to her face and sniffed its toes. Starfire was shocked by this.
Raven then smiled, and Starfire was much more shocked by that.

Raven returned to her deadpan demeanor.
“People have foot fetishes here too, Starfire. It’s really not a big deal. You just have to-”
“May I smell them as well?” Starfire asked excitedly.
Raven choked on Starfire’s boldness.
“Um, sure…”
Starfire sat on her knees and leaned forward so she could lift Raven’s foot up to her face.

Her slender sole was a light, almost white gray of vaporous purity, completely absent of even faint cracks or texture, as if her foot were a small storm cloud stubbornly refusing to abandon the beautiful shape it had happened upon. Starfire sniffed its stink and then looked up at the ceiling as if contemplating a score.

“Your foot is beautiful Raven! And the smell is riveting.”
Raven was stranded somewhere between arousal and surprise.
“I’m glad you like it?” Raven said.
“It is very sweaty as well. May I lick it?”

Raven’s arousal was overcoming her surprise, and she was only able to nod yes. Starfire began at Raven’s heel and licked the foggy white of Raven’s sole until it was a glittering mist. She smacked her lips.

“The sweat of the feet is a delicacy on my home planet, and it is a symbol of affection and friendship to offer it to another. Would you like to try mine?”

Starfire unfolded her leg and lifted her foot up to Raven’s face. Her enormous sole was mostly a muted peachy yellow, but all sorts of autumn colors blended about its surface and shaded the wrinkles. A red morning sun shined beneath the tanned skin of her heel, and the sweat glazed to an even hotter intensity the already blazing hues. Starfire’s foot bore its complexion as fruits did, not just beautifully but appetizingly; the vibrant colors seemed to emanate flavor into the air as palpably as the foot itself emanated stench, as if promising that their vivacity was a metaphor for the taste of what they clung to.

And Raven realized that it was as she traded the moisture of her tongue for every sweaty drop on Starfire’s sole.

“How do you like it?” Starfire asked.

Raven could not speak. Her taste buds were still moshpitting in some sort of communal rain-dance for a second deluge of foot sweat. Raven’s tongue continued on and began nudging the abdomens of Starfire’s tall toes until Starfire scrunched them such that the heads of her toes peered down in search of the slippery nuisance. Raven’s tongue then leapt up to mask them with more saliva and chased the squirming toes as they tried to avoid getting tickled; Starfire giggled in the background of Raven’s perception.

“I did not expect us to share this common interest!” Starfire exalted.
Raven came to her senses and cupped her mouth with her hand.
“Yeah, I…” and her embarrassment blockaded the flow of her words.
“I am lucky to have a friend wise as yourself; I am already starting the abandoning of my shameful feelings!”
Starfire lifted her other foot up to Raven’s face.
“Here, I shall serve yours as you serve mine, a favorite past-time from my homeworld.”
Raven stared into Starfire’s foot for a moment and then snapped herself out of it. She pulled her legs away and began to stare into the bed.
“What is the matter? Have I done something wrong?” Starfire asked worriedly.
Raven exhaled her adrenaline.
“No Starfire, you didn’t do anything wrong. I’m just not supposed to do this sort of thing.”
“What do you mean?”
“It’s part of my meditation. I’m supposed to control myself, abstain from compulsions before they grow into something uncontrollable.”
Starfire retracted her own legs and stared at the bed as well.
“I see. It seems I have interfered with your customs for a second time. I did not mean to tem
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