Rainbow Mika's Sleepy Foot Worship

Rainbow Mika's trainee gets a heck of an opportunity after a long training session.

Panting hard, feeling a drop of sweat down my brow, I lay down on the mat of the wrestling room. Being the newest (actually, the first) apprentice of superstar wrestling blonde bombshell Rainbow Mika, I was eager to prove myself worthy of being her partner by the time the new season began. I'm definitely not beefy and muscular like a certain Russian idol of hers, but I would have liked to think I could keep up with Mika. Today, much like the last few weeks, she’s been beating my ass into shape. My shirt was drenched from being tossed around like a rag by Rainbow Mika, though I'm pretty sure half the sweat on me came from her. We had both been working up a sweat, but Mika seemed to have limitless energy. Unlike me, who, after one leg sweep too many, started to hold my hand up to say 'stop'.

"Mika," I said in between deep breaths, "we've been at this for two hours, can we take a break? I feel like my body's melting."

I saw looking up my mentor, blushing softly as I looked at her amazing buff legs. The very same that had been sweeping me, throwing me around, and squeezing me into submission for the last three weeks. As Mika looked down at me, herself breathing heavily, I had been thinking about something else in particular that I couldn't bring myself to admit to her...about how sweaty her feet would be in her signature boots during and after our training sessions. Hot as a sauna, considering how hard we've been pushing ourselves. Or rather how hard she's been pushing me.

"Mmmm, okay fine," Mika said, wiping sweat off her forehead, "I guess we can take a short break."

I finally relaxed as I pressed my sweaty palms into the mat, feeling the aches in my bones catching up to me.

"I do need some water anyway," Mika said while stretching her arms, "How about you go fetch us some?"

"Yeah sure," I said, "Anything but getting my ass kicked for the 15th time."

"You know you love it!" Mika bellowed as I walked off the mat.

I exited the gym and head down a short, musty hallway into Mika's personal room. No one would ever mistake it it for anyone other than Mika, her memorabilia was everywhere. A giant promotional poster of herself just above her sofa, clearly emphasizing her muscular arms as well as her...assets that she was best known for. There was also a shelf stacked with trophies of her past victories. No doubt she was a talented wrestler, even if she came across more as eye candy to some of her fans. I would know, my body's been killing me from training with her.

At last I spotted the fridge in the corner of the room, opening it and getting a refreshing blast of cold air on my face, grabbing a few ice-cold bottles of her favorite sports drink. Not wanting to leave the cold air, but also not wanting to keep Mika waiting (or run up the electric bill), I left her room and walked back to the mats where Mika had been sitting down on a stool, wiping her face with a towel that had been hanging nearby.

"Catch!"

I tossed one of the drinks to Mika, who of course caught it perfectly. By the time I had opened my drink for a few sips, Mika had already been chugging hers, quenching her thirst and getting some much-needed electrolytes back into her system.

"I gotta say, you've improved over the last few weeks," Mika said, putting her empty bottle down by her side, "You might be ready for the ring soon enough."

"You think so?" I asked in between sips, "Thanks, Mika."

As I refreshed my body with the sports drink in my hand, I could see Mika hunching over in her spot, untying the laces of her white boots. It's a good thing she wasn't looking at me while doing this, because I'm pretty sure I started blushing knowing what she was about to do...

"So, um," I said, trying to compose myself, "What's the agenda for the rest of the day?"

"Well to be honest," Mika said while undoing her boot laces, "I could use a break myself. So if we're not gonna keep practicing, then really there isn't much else to do other than relax."

I was really hoping she didn't see the boner I was starting to get once she slid her loosened boots off her feet. It wasn't enough that she now had her wide, meaty feet bared on the mat, but that she so casually tossed them away from her, right towards me...that was sending me into overdrive. Just from the motion of her boots passing by me before landing on the edge of the mat, the scent, no, odor of her feet coming from inside the boots drifted into my nose. I rubbed my nose, shifting around a bit as I eyeballed the inside of her boots.

"Well, I'm gonna go chill in my room for a bit," Mika said enthusiastically, standing up from her stool, "Why don't you come with?"

I sweat nervously, though it wasn't much difference on account of the workout Mika had given me.

"Sure, I'll just catch my breath for a bit," I replied, "You roughed me up a lot this session. You go ahead, I'll be there in a few."

"Knock yourself out," Mika said, "I'm gonna go lay down for a bit."

With sweat all over her, Mika stepped off the mat and left the gym, the heavy sounds of her footsteps getting lower and lower. I now no longer felt the need to hide my blush and enticement of seeing the sweaty footprints her bare feet were leaving on the mats. I could see the way the liquid of her foot sweat reflected off the ceiling lights.

With her boots in my hand, I lifted them and got a much closer look on the inside. No wonder Mika's feet get so sweaty, it was just leather inside, I could still even see a few sweat drops along the sides. And boy, did they smell. It was like opening a bag of corn chips and feeling the smell blast onto my face. It was also no wonder her feet got so sweaty to the point of leaving such distinctive prints in the mats.

Speaking of which, after getting enough of a face-full of Mika's boots, I crawled over and looked down at her sweaty foot prints. Just from looking at it, I could tell that, while she didn't have big or long feet, they were still pretty wide. That shouldn't have surprised me too much, she was only about 5'6", but man, she must have exerted more energy than I thought training me to have that much foot sweat to the point I could still see her footprints. Or just from having them muffled by the insides of her stuffy boots.

And that gave me a strange but tempting thought.

"Do I dare?" I asked myself.

My face was drawn closer to one of her sweaty footprints, still moist despite the time that had passed. Not hearing Mika's footsteps to warn me of her coming back out, I let my tongue out of my mouth, needing to be freed, and gently but slowly licked the sweat off the mat. Sounds gross, maybe it was, but knowing it was from Mika, it was too much temptation. The sour, salty taste sunk into my taste buds just from one quick lick alone. I thought that alone would have satisfied the nagging curiosity in my mind. But I also knew I couldn't just kneel down here all day licking up her foot sweat off a gym mat. Mika was likely waiting for me to catch up with her in her room, so I stood up and grabbed her boots, pressing them against my chest to continue having both the smell and the heat from her boots linger as I walked over to her room. She must have turned on the vent or something, because I could hear something similar to a motor engine being used inside. Maybe the vent needed repairs.

With one arm still wrapping around her boots to keep them close to my chest, I used my free hand to turn the knob and open the door, dropping her boots nearby.

"I'm back," I said, "Did you miss me?"

I joked, of course, but I didn't hear a response. Well, except for the same motor-sounds I had heard right before coming in. But all I saw was Mika fast asleep on the couch.

"Oh wait..."

I realized it was her. It wasn't a motor engine or a dying vent. It was Mika snoring. Surprised me quite a bit, even though Mika never was a "girly-girl". Her arms were lifted and resting behind her head, exposing her sweaty armpits. Her mouth was wide open with just a bit of drool coming from the side of her lips. Her chest and well-endowed breasts heaved in and out with each guttural snore.

But what really got my attention was that her legs were resting on the arm of the couch, her meaty bare feet softly dangling off the couch arm. Her wide, meaty feet had the same bronzed, peachy tone of the rest of her skin, her toes pudgy and round. To my surprise, her toenails were painted bright aqua blue, albeit a bit chipped on the pinky toes. I swallowed and started getting closer to the couch, kneeling down so that my face was closer to her bare feet, softly poking them with one finger just to check if she was really asleep.

"Mika?" I asked softly, "Are you okay?"

"ZZZAAAUAUUUUUU....."

I could see Mika's sleeping face by just poking my head up a bit over her kneecaps. As if the loud snoring wasn't enough of a clue she was truly and deeply asleep. Mika was clearly exhausted and wouldn’t be getting up anytime soon. That gave me the clear to make a move on her thick, meaty feet.

I blushed as I began pressing my face against her feet, rubbing my face in her surprisingly smooth soles. Not exactly "buttery" soft, but not a trace of callouses or blisters either. Also quite moist, considering how much of a sweat she had worked up. With my face pressed into her soles, I started sniffing them at a slow pace, enjoying the moment more and more with every whiff as Mika's snores rumbled.

"...ZZZZZAAAUUUU...."

I don't think it's an overstatement to say Mika had the cheesiest, corniest smelling feet I had ever experienced. The odor got stronger the further up my face and nose went, closer to her pudgy toes. With my face brushing up along the balls of her feet, I did start to feel a slight roughness in that area. Expected with her athleticism, but in no way turning me off. My nose was wedged between her toes now, where again, the cheesy and corny smell was its strongest. Whatever miniscule pieces of grime accumulated between her toes had to have been there a while even before today's training.

With my hands still wrapped around her stout ankles, I nuzzled my face deeper into her smelly soles, my nose still wedged between her toes. My lips began to pucker, kissing them softly and feeling their warmth. And foot sweat. They felt even softer on my lips than on my face.

"...SSSNNNZZZZZ...."

My soft kisses on her soles did nothing to disturb her slumber. She must have been putting more energy into her training than I thought. Not a drop of drugs or alcohol in her system and she had been dead asleep sinking into the couch like a burlap sack.

With enough kisses, I pushed further by letting my tongue slide out from my mouth, licking her feet now, starting with her heels. If any part of her feet were actually rough, it was the heels, though the fact they were Mika's still made it sexy to me. My tongue made circular motions around her heels, my lips wrapped around them as I sucked on her heels, listening to her snores uninterrupted. Perhaps this tongue bath of mine would soften them up a bit, like a good lotion, something Mika likely has never used on herself.

My nose went back between her stinky round toes as my tongue trailed up the arches and soles of her feet, making the same circular motions wherever they lingered, slurping up the cheesy, corny taste of her feet and her foot sweat, the latter of which was seeping into my tongue, no doubt accumulated from more than a single training session. Her snores made it easy to feel brave enough to do this, knowing she was completely asleep for this foot bath I was giving her.

The corny taste seeped further into my tongue, and her short, pudgy toes were begging to be ravished, especially with the sweat that had built up between her toes. So after getting as much of her foot sweat off her soles as I could, I moved up and wrapped my lips around her toes, where I began sucking on them like candy. Corny, cheesy candy.

"ZZZAAAUUUU...."

While her snores didn't get any quieter, it almost sounded like there was a softening of how gravely they were, like she was being soothed by having her toes sucked. Far be it from me to deprive us both of that shared pleasure, then. Feeling how soft and warm her toes were in my mouth and on my tongue, I slowly and sensually kept the process going, slithering my tongue between her toes like a snake. This was where the most bitter tastes were, given how much sweat she accumulated. Some of it probably wasn't even from today.

While licking and sucking the sweat off her smelly toes, her big toe slightly twitched while it was in my mouth, the rough edge of her toenail tapping the roof of my mouth. Her other toes, stretching out my lips, kept the cheesy taste and smell flowing around inside my mouth as I slobbered all over them.

I had to have picked out every bit of grime between her toes since the bitterness wasn't as strong, though the cheesiness certainly was. But whatever was left of her foot sweat was likely gone now, having been cleaned by my tongue. Her toes were pressing into my cheeks as I sucked on them, feeling like they were about to rip my cheeks clean off my face. But the combination of her toes in my mouth and her snores vibrating through her body sent me into overdrive, speeding up the rate at which my lips and tongue moved around her toes. It started seeming like a blur, sucking out the cheesy and corny taste of her toes.

My mouth had been getting dry. Her feet were a saltlick. Literally. I fell backwards after getting the full pleasure of having fully worshipped her meaty feet. On the floor, on my back, panting as if we had just done another training session.

I sat myself up after catching my breath, looking up at the clock on Mika's wall. 5:25. Twenty minutes in full from the moment I walked in to now. It honestly felt much longer. Maybe it could have been. But she'd never get any sleep tonight if I let her nap the rest of the afternoon away, so I grabbed her towel from nearby, using it to wipe her feet, making her none the wiser to what happened....

*****

“Hey Mika...wake up.”

Being softly shaken on the shoulder, Mika released a loud snort as she finally woke up, a bit of drool on the side of her lips slurping back into her mouth from the sudden disturbance.

"Nnnn....how long was I asleep?" Mika asked.

"Eh, I'd say about half an hour," I told her, giving my best guestimate, "I saw you fell asleep so I figured I'd squeeze my shower in while you took your nap."

"Ah," Mika said, stretching her arms out, "Yeah I guess that's not too bad. Power naps are soooo useful with this lifestyle."

"I'll bet," I said as I hoisted my gym bag over my shoulder, "Wanna grab a bite or something? I don't know about you, but I'm starving after working out that hard."

"Good idea," Mika said, "I could go for Italian tonight."

Mika had grabbed a pair of sneakers to place over her feet, finally putting them back in some kind of footwear. It was a shame to see her bare feet covered back up again after that experience. She really didn't seem to have any idea what happened while she was asleep, talking to me normally as we walked out the gym to walk to get food.

Perhaps this wouldn't be the last time...