Maya's Paws

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I'm not dead! I haven't had much time for writing or work on my main story. Here's a small thing involving foot play that I had kicking around in my head though. Enjoy!


I sighed in exhausted relief as I finally arrived at my apartment complex. It had been a long day at work, and I was glad it was finally over. I parked my car in my designated spot and got out. I then retrieved a bag of groceries, tucking it under one arm, before stopping at the mailbox for my building. After getting the mail, I tried to stuff the collection of bills and magazines under the same arm so that I could open my apartment door when I reached the top of the stairs. Once inside I saw my roommate, Maya, sprawled out lounging on a large bean bag chair in only a pair of panties while playing video games. She was so focused on the game she ignored me completely.

I sighed and kicked the door closed and I made my way into the small kitchen setting the bag down on the counter and spilling the mail all over the floor. I let out another heavy grumbling sigh, I do that a lot, and knelt down, gathering up all of the items. I then put up the groceries. Tucking everything away in the fridge.

I looked from the little kitchen nook toward Maya. The bean bag chair was one of those huge ones almost the size of a loveseat and she had it contoured in a way that she was on her back with her head lower than her hips with her feet in the air. I admired her for a moment, letting my eyes wander over her body. She was an anthropomorphic Mew, with fur that started a deep magenta at her ears that slowly faded to a pale pink at her hands and feet, with white fingers and toes, and white going from her face down her front and the underside of her tail.

From her position I could see the dark pink pads capping the balls of her feet and each of those toes, and a small shudder ran through me. I wandered over to Maya, who didn't bother looking up from her game, and I took hold of one of her paws and I pressed my face against it, tucking my nose in between her toes and the ball of her foot. I knew Maya wouldn't mind as long as I followed her rules, and I didn't interrupt her game. I closed my eyes and inhaled her scent, warm and slightly musky with a hint of strawberries from the lotion she favored, and I felt myself start to relax immediately.

I started to nibble and lick over the pads of her toes, breathing in more of her scent. As I focused on the one paw, I felt the other trail down my chest and stomach and start teasing between my legs, and I let out a groan that sounded more needy than I would have liked. I quickly released her paw from my hand and backed away, stripping off my clothes, and releasing my growing erection from my pants, while Maya casually flipped herself over in the chair, still playing her game.

I panted softly and took hold of each of her paws, careful to only grab her feet and not her legs. That was one of her big rules, I was allowed to worship her paws and pleasure myself with them basically whenever I wanted, but I wasn't ever allowed to touch her anywhere above her ankles. If I ever broke any of her rules, she'd take her paws away. I held her feet and she spread her knees a bit, giving me a good view of her pantie covered crotch and her soft looking rear. It also twisted her paws, so the pads pressed together. I shivered with anticipation and pressed my erect cock between her soles, gasping out as the warm supple skin and amazingly soft fur grazed my needy flesh.

Being a Mew, Maya had psychic abilities. She floated everywhere she went, and never ever walked. Because of that her paw pads were tender and soft and felt incredible as I rubbed my throbbing cock between them, already leaking precum from the tip and smearing it into the fur of her soles. I started to roll my hips, thrusting slowly and deliberately against her, groaning out my pleasure as I worked against her feet, careful to keep the tip of my shaft pressed against one or the other foot. Another of Maya's rules was any mess I made also couldn't go past her ankles.

I started to pant as I continued to make love to Maya's feet, groaning softly and gasping out as my cock dribbled even more precum onto the soft pads and her fuzzy insteps. She of course continued to only tease me by flexing and kneading her toes against my thrusting shaft. She didn't once look back at me, continuing to play her game as if I wasn't even there. I closed my eyes and let out another groan, continuing to work my hips. I was in heaven as I felt those pillowy soft paws pressing into my needy flesh, driving me on and I could feel my orgasm quickly approaching.

I wasn't always like this. I mean...I always had a bit of a foot fetish, especially for anthro feet with those soft pads and cute beans. Maya changed all that though. When she found out I had a thing for paws, she eagerly offered to let me use hers to get off. She said I'd never think about any other paws that way again, and she was true to her word. Of course she neglected to tell me that she was going to use her psychic abilities to make sure of it.

I didn't realize it at first, that's one of the tricky things about having your head re-wired. You don't always know it's been done, especially if the one doing it is good at it. Maya was GOOD at it. It was a week before I realized that I wasn't getting off without thinking of her paws, and the more I did it, the more I had to do it, to the point I couldn't finish without thinking about them. Eventually even that stopped working.

Of course Maya was all too happy to fuel my addiction. After another session with her grinding those luscious pads into my face while I jerked off, she gave me a couple of her used socks to take home. They were clean of course, Maya only wore them around the house. They were just lightly perfumed with her amazing scent. Those helped for a few days, before I was back at her door, begging for more. I still remember that cheshire grin of hers as she made her demands of me. I was wrapped around her little finger...er...toe and she knew it. That was how she came to be living in my apartment with me, rent free of course.

And I fucking love it. I let out a moan as I finally came, my cock throbbing and splattering my load all over her soles and those angel soft paw pads. I shivered hard, grinding against her through my climax, until I was completely spent. I held myself there for a few moments, savoring the release, before lowering to my knees and doing my clean up duty. Maya didn't even twitch, but I heard the rumbling purr as I started licking my own cum off of her feet. I lapped up what I could like a hungry dog, before going and getting a pan of warm water and some cloth and soap.

I returned with the items and used the cloth and warm water to wash the mew's feet, making sure they were just as clean when I was done with them as when I had started. I then took a small dab of her lotion and applied it to her pads, working them into the soft skin with my fingers, which got even more purrs from the feline, and still she did not once look up from her game. She loves being in such control of me and damnit, I love it too. After I was finished I put the cleaning supplies away and stretched out on the couch with a yawn.

It felt like I had just closed my eyes when I felt the warm pressure of one of Maya's feet on my face, and when I opened them it was late at night. The lights were out and she was stretched out on a cushion made of her psychic orbs above me, one leg dangling off the side to rest her paw daintily against my face, my lips pressed to the main pad of it. The bitch could have slept anywhere in the apartment, but she chose to torment me. Fuck I love her.

I let out a soft whine, and then closed my eyes again, resting my hand on the top of her paw, keeping it pressed against my face. I inhaled her sweet aroma once more, and drifted back off to sleep to dream of pink soles and soft strawberry beans.