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Posted by augaman2011 11 months ago  |  Categories: Fetish, First Time  |  Views: 542  |  
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Indian Crush/Foot Fetish

hello to all readers.. my name is kuttan and im from south india. this story i write is a true incident and not a narrative. this incident is a collation of many small ones and all adds up to make me one hell of a lucky bastard.

i was part of a normal f****y and i was the only c***d. and both my parents worked so it didnt make much difference during school days but when it came to vacation time, i proved to be a real havoc to my parent's concern. luckily we had a neighbouring f****y. there were two people, the mother who was in her 40's (widow) and her daughter nithya (23 at that point). nithya chechi was workin as a receptionist in a firm so being well groomed was no problem. she was attractive by any standards but not exactly what ppl wud call sexy straightaway. the best part abt chechi was she had the right curves in the right places. her mother was a little on the plumpier side but worked out to my advantage (u'll find out soon).

i have a massive foot fetish and crush fetish. all this i owe to none other than nithya chechi.
the first incident that got me off was with crushing. it was at the age of 6 when i was off school on summer vacation. nithya chechi had jus bought a new scooter and they had delivered it home. i had jus stepped out to play arnd the house and i noticed across the wall there was a new vehicle at their place. i ran across and entered their gate jus in time when chechi and her mother came out. they had the usual things one wud carry for a pooja. chechi yelled out " oi kutta! check out my new scooty! now i dont have to run arnd and chase you and get tired. i will now chase you down with this!" she gave me an evil grin. the sorta teasing ppl do to k**s. chechi's mother said kutta, come, we're going to do pooja for the vehicle, stick arnd for the sweet. i decided to stay back. chechi was applyin the saffron and other things and hanging garland on the vehicle when her mother was performing the rituals. all set. her mother then smashed the pumpkin on the ground which meant all they had to do was move the vehicle. what happened next was the one reason that put me through fetish. chechi got on the vehicle and started it. her mother got on behind her on the pillion. she then remembered she forgot to keep the lemons under the wheels. she yelled out to me who was standing right in front of them "hey kutta, run into the house quickly and get the two lemons that were kept on the table and keep one under each wheel". i did as i was told. once the lemon was kept under, i looked up and that was the first time i saw them both as something else, as two giant dominant figures. two goddesses. she tried moving the vehicle forward a litle and the lemon slipped outta the tyre's path and rolled away. she laughed and said i think the poor lemon is scared. she then said "kutta, come get that lemon again and place it under. this time hold it for the initial part with your fingers". i was just too mesmerized by the events to even think twice abt my fingers. once again, i did as i was told. this time i squat down right in front of the vehicle at an arms length and held the lemon in place between my fingers. i can feel the vibration of the engine pulsating though the lemon. i looked up. and it was THE view. i had never before felt this small and starting to get the sense of being overpowered. what i saw was a young attractive girl with a cute yet evil grin and right behind her was her mother peeping over the shoulder of her daughter only to look down at me again. she asked me if i was ready and i said yes. she slowly powered up the vehicle a little and the vehicle started putting pressure on the lemon. i look up and i see a huge happy grin with a devilish tinge to it. towering in front of me. she gave me a slight wink and asked me to remove my fingers now that the lemon wud stay in place. me, like a fool who din understand the concept of subtleness, got up from my squat but decided to kneel down in front of the vehicle to watch the scene. i was entering the curious phase of fetish. i knelt and now kept changin my sight between the devilish grinned chechi and the state of the poor lemon. until now it was nothin to me and now out of no where i had a new emotion wash over me. utter sympathy for the lemon but not in a sad way. my mind kept thinking this new thing, "damn that lucky lemon". and then the game starts. she looks down at me and asks, hey kutta! what are you staring at down there? is it done? not yet right? wait wait. im coming. she revved it a little more and pop. the lemon popped out and got CRUSHED under the weight of chechi and her mother. i look up and chechi was breathing heavily, her boobs raising and dropping in exhilaration. i had finally entered the world of crush fetish. pure joy yet a state of fear had me at that point. and thats when her mother said "oi kutta! what are you still sitting there for? you thinking about the lemon? dont worry. you sit there for more than a second and chechi will do the same to you. before i could even comprehend and give it a thought, chechi had started moving forward again towards me. one foot is all it took to reach me. picture the thought, a well nurtured young lady sitting on a scooty with her well put on mother behind her. and in front of the vehicle a helpless little 6yr old kneeling down. and then it happened. she inched forward. and the front wheel of the scooty touched me. i felt dominated. the worst part of all was. the point of contact was none other than a 6yr old's tiny little puny ****. i was dumbstruck and froze. i cudnt not move. didnt want to either. it was a moment i LOVED yet was terrified. her mother then said "nithya!!! what are you doing?" and to that chechi replied "kutta has been a naughty boy. i think i have to teach him his place, huh kutta? want me to finish you off? huh??? " she sais with a cheerful yet slightly angry pretending tone". i didnt move a hair. just froze. with that she nudged a little. my **** jus felt the pressure of it all. but very slightly. her mother then said "if thats the case, what are you still waiting for? get on with it. chechi slowly started nudgin and nudgin. she'd power up a little. nudge, let go and again power up. she was nudging my **** in impulses. god i was off to beyond heaven. the whole time both of them staring down at me and jus grinning. finally she powered up kept pressure building up. she pushed enough for me to lose balance and fall back on my bottom with my legs spread wide. she didnt give up. she kept going until her wheel once again came in contact but this time with the entire jewellery. **** and balls now that im laying down. i was now the lemon. and with one final push, my **** and balls were now compressed to below half their original size. once again i look up and i see chechi heaving with exhilaration. OMG. priceless. they both started laughing their boobs off at the way i fell back like a skittle. useless helpless and big innocent eyed. her mother hopped down laughing and walked to the front and then gasped. she said "NITHYA! oh my god! (laughing even harder) do you know what u've been hitting all along and now crushing?? its his jewellery!!! hahaha!" and with that nithya chechi burst out! "are you serious ma? ive got his jewellery?? wait wait" and then she powered a little more. her mother stood over me watching her daughter crush my poor little helpless **** and laughed out loud even more. the whole time i didnt utter a single noise even. then it finally hit chechi. mamma, i think he likes it. he hasnt winced or made a single bit of noise the whole time. hey kutta, u like it? huh? she winked. i silently nodded in fear to a yes. that was it. they both started laughing again. she kept the throttle up and little and i cud feel the pressure high constantly and also the vibration of the vehicle shooting up from the tip of my **** all the way to my heart. ive definitely learnt my place. and it was brilliant. chechi then rolled back to let go and noticed the tire marks on my tiny little shorts, exactly on the **** and ball region. she got off the vehicle and walked to me. im still on my back with legs out wide. like a toddler. she bends down. i can see her boobs now hanging down with gravity. she then says "aw poor kuttan, his kunju has become dirty want me to dust it off?" she then took her right foot out of her slippers and hovered it above my jewel set. she stares into my eyes and then uses her toes to jus brush off the surface of the shorts to dust if off. her mother laughed again! "nithya! he is so cute like a little puppy!" nithya chechi still bending down jus raised her head to face her mum and laughed too. but she hadnt moved her feet away from my **** yet. she now turned back and lookin down said. "ok kutta, i think u've had enough play time today. come tonight and chechi will give u a gift tonight" and she then jus ruffled my jewel set with her feet like how one wud do to a c***d's hair and she left. her and her mum both got on the vehicle and left for a ride. i lay there in their front yard awe struck.
i headed straight home bewildered at what had just happened. my tiny little **** still throbbing from all that pressure from under nithya chechi and her voluptuous mother.
i managed to sl**p right up until dinner time. once done with dinner my mum yelled out "kutta! nithya chechi's calling u over. she wanted you to stay over at her place tonight, she has some work for you". i got dressed after a shower and walked over to her gate nervously. the vehicle which had crushed my jewels stood in the corner. i rang the door bell and i heard nithya chechi yell "come in kutta. im just having my dinner. sit by the tv and i'll be with you in a minute. i once again did as i was told.

chechi came back from the dining room and walked towards. she sat on the couch and asked me to sit down on the floor next to her. she sat with her legs stretched out straight and crossed at the ankles. ive always been a very close pet to chechi. i practically grew up at chechi's care leaving behind only the breastfeed. she then said "kutta, my legs are hurting a bit today, can you please sit on them for a while? that might help a little i think" and pointed at her shins. she wanted me to sit at her ankle with her legs stretched out straight. i sat facing her down on the floor, on her ankle. she flipped through the channels on the tele and all i did was squat on her ankle and admire chechi. she then looked down at me and said why don u sit facing the other way so atleast u can watch tele. and i did, i turned arnd and squat down on her ankle again. now my **** and balls were hanging inside my tiny little shorts just millimeters away from the top of her feet. we both watched tele for a while and i was starting to doze off a little while squatting still. she called out "kutta? kutta???" and i barely responded. chechi decided to take up a different way of waking me up. she used the top of her right foot to pull up and press against my **** and jiggle it a little and that shook me up. i wake up and look down and i see chechi's big and second toe spreading apart and holding my tiny little pink **** between and tug it out a little. i was woken from peaceful snooze to a heavenly pinch. i din utter a word and got back to watchin the tele while chechi played her toes with my **** like nothin happened. and later, i had developed the urge to take a leak, a desperate one at that. i said to chechi "chechi, i want to take the loo urgently, pls?". she said thats alright kutta, and she got up along with me and followed me to the toilet. i asked her what happened chechi and she said "kutta, your quite sl**py and the last thing i want is for u to doze off while peeing so i'l jus come. dont worry i wont see anything". that said i was okay with it so i went in and walked to the pot. she said don bother kutta, jus squat down next to the drain hole and pee right there. i felt awkward but no sayin no to my new goddess. i pulled down my shorts and my tiny little undy that had caught my jewels in a small little lump and squat down. she stood behind me. i started leaking and the aim was a little off the drain. what chechi did next was absolutely epic. she slid her right foot under my bottom and used the big toe and second toe to catch hold of the little **** and directed it towards the drain while standing behind me. i didnt protest at all. she jus giggled and said good one kutta. once i was done, she jiggled the **** like a worm and yanked it one last time before letting go. she then poured a little water from a mug down my butt crack and used the top of her foot to rub and wash of from the **** to crack. and finally, before finishin up, she jus playfully poked my arsehole with her big toe a couple of times which made me bounce a little like a pony and she laughed. i giggled too in regard to the ticklish feeling. i pulled my undy and shorts up and we both walked back to the tele. she said i wud be sl**pin over at their place as my mum and dad were busy with work that night. chechi asked me if i was sl**py and i shamelessly confessed i lost my sl**p after that little tickle. she laughed too. she sat on the couch again and stretched her legs and i assumed i'll have to sit on her ankle again. this is when the things changed to the rougher end. jus before i cud sit down, she said with a stern voice. im feeling quite bored tonight. so im going to use you as my play toy tonight. you better not make any noise. i didnt know what to expect. she then ordered. remove your shorts and tshirt. jus wear your undy and kneel before me. she sat cross legged now right over left while i knelt down mostly naked. she stared down at me. i see you like to be under my feet quite a lot kutta, you have a certain liking towards my feet? huh? dont lie. i was starting to get a little shaky and scared.. too scared at the way she was dangling her foot and sheepishly confessed yes chechi bowing my head down in shame. she then brought her right foot from dangling in air to nudging my small little pot belly jus so it wobbles a tine bit. she giggled and said "cute". she then looked me straight in the eye and slowly took her feet further down from my belly until her toes were jus below my jewels. she jus brought her feet up a little but so the top of her toe was now touching the underside of my balls. and then a noise from the bedroom door, her mother had woken up for a drink and noticed this. she then said "oooh, what do we have here now, nithya? he is still succumbing to your orders huh? not bad. what is he saying now? or rather what is that tiny little kunju of his saying?". her mother came and sat next to her daughter on the couch cross legged too. "ooooh, look at how cute he is, look at that tiny little undy and the way his little kunju makes a small little lump in that v'shape! cho cute!!! its no bigger than your toe nithya!!!". nithya chechi in reply "i know ma! he has grown to be 6yrs old but his kunju from what i remember hasnt changed a bit since his age of 2!! its still so small and spongy". saying this, nithya chechi lifted her big toe and consequently lifted my small little sac too. "ma! mayb small but it weighs more than what it looks ma! check it out no? oi kutta! move and kneel in front of ammamma's feet". i had no choice but to undergo this humiliation. i scooted over to kneel infront of ammamma's feet. her mother looked at me and said "kutta, look at me, look at my face when i see whats what" and as i stared in pure mercy, she lifted that big toe of hers and gently lifted my sac too. "my my, it is quite heavy. hmmmm" she was rolling my sac between her two toes. i was blown away. nithya chechi then said, kutta, come and lay down on the floor by our feet, there's a good movie on the tele and i want to feel comfortable when i watch it. lay on ur back quickly. and remove that small undy of yours too. hmmm. get on with it, quickly. i did without a choice in hell and lay. nithya chechi placed her feet on my face. a first time for me, and ordered me to start licking the sole of her feet. ive never done this ever before. so i did so hesitantly. the taste was salty and yet pleasureable. her mother jus placed her feet on my small little tummy. a little while passed and then chechi asked me to start sucking on her big toe. i did, devoting myself to it like a c***d wud to a lollipop. after i got the toe all nice and sloppy wet, chechi asked me to swap direction and spread my legs wide up and open like a toddler. i now had her mother's feet on my face. chechi started a diferent game now. she started using that wet toe to tickle and stimulate my arsehole. i was tickled beyond control and squirmed under their feet. her mother pinned me down hard with her heavy soles. i was in the heaven's equivalent of hell. what a night i thought. jus then, i got the shock of a lifetime. chechi slowly started pushing that big toe f***efully yet slowly into my arsehole. ive never felt any pain close to what i was going thru. it was obliterating. she looked down at the way i was squirming like a worm under their feet and laughed. her mother too started laughing so hard the jiggle of her body put more weight on my face through her feet. and after a little struggle and a world's worth of pain, the toe was in my arse hole. i felt full from the rear. ouch!!! tears flow from my eyes. nithya chechi the whole time sat and watched tele like nothin happened. her mother noticed where nithya chechi's toe had entered and laughed! "oh my god nithya! why have you done this to him now?" and nithya chechi replied "oh i dunno, jus thought it might be nice and cozy for the toe" and winked. she slowly started wiggling that toe and i cud feel her toe move inside my arse. i was in a lot of pain but not the pain worth complaining. i felt crushed and smashed under their power now. i felt like **** and weirdly, i was happy all this was even happening. the fetish has caught me on full and i realize now there's never a way out. and i thank god for that. rather my goddess ;-). anyways. my entire arse moves and shakes arnd as chechi tries wigglnig her toe in and arnd my arsehole. she was definitely one strong woman. she then looked down at me kept her other foot exactly between where the balls hang and the arsehole, the undercarriage. a very sensitive area and she was pressing her sole into that spot. i started feeling a little weird and out of the world. in a good way tho. by now they were both getting a little dreary so they decided to hit the bed. nithya chechi's mother jus got up with one feet on the floor and the other on my mouth, crushing me like i was nothing at all and walked away without even lookin back what she had jus done. i jus wanted to shudder at their power and submit my whole life. hmmmmm.... and next, nithya chechi turned off the tele and she too pulled her toe out with a pop, kept that feet down and the other feet she placed fair and square on my small ****, got up and walked away. jus before the door, she said sl**p on my bed's floormat and i'll see to u tomorrow morning. and did as i was told.
the next mornin i wake up and by the time i wake up they both had gotten ready to leave for work, a little earlier than usual. nithya chechi yelled out to me "kutta!! kutta!!! come out, we are leaving now, come and give us the good luck for the day". i din understand what chechi meant by that but obediently, i got up butt naked and ran out towards her voice. the mother and daughter had both sat ready on their scooty and were waiting for me. nithya chechi yelled out "hey kutta! what are you staring at? hurry up and lay under the wheel, we wanna get the luck going quicky. i didnt know what to do. before i cud go and lay down, her mother ordered me to kiss both their slippers. i did as i was told. her mother then took a banana out of her office bag and peeled it and threw it on the ground jus by her daughter's feet. she then said nithya, poor little rat must be hungry, feed him quickly before you leave. nithya chechi giggled and placed her slippered feet very slightly on the banana. she then said "oi kutta. kneel down and touch your forehead to the floor. i want you to see the banana." and i did. i now watched nithya chechi in her bright chudidhar and her mother in a saree sitting on their vehicle like queens and me kneeling down before chechi's feet waiting for my food to be served. i felt insanely in love. nithya chechi slowly started putting pressure on the banana and i watched it gracefully yet surely get smushed under the goddess's feet. it started oozing out of the side of the slippers. once mashed, chechi kept her heel on the ground, jus lifted the toe part of the slippers to expose the sole and said "start licking it off! hurry" i did as i was asked to. the dirt and slime from her slippers along with a completely disfigured and mashed banana was jjust the right thing i need to feel under. once i had finished, she asked me to get back to bein under the wheel. i sat on my arse and leaned back on my elbow supporting with legs up and wide open. she started her vehicle. ready ma? she asked. her mother signalled yes by jus nudging her daughters boobs. they both stared down at me. nithya chechi then said "oi kutta, remember what happened to that banana? huh?" i nodded. "thats exactly whats going to happen to your pathetic little kunju now. watch" and with that she slowly moved to nudge and kept goin until the pressure got real bad. i watched as my little **** hung on top of my balls in shame, then she nudges to lift it upright. and then starts putting pressure. thats when that soft small little pillar slowly compresses until it becomes nothin more than a slightly big pimple in my crotch area and finally, the last pump in throttle made the balls bulge like it was going to pop. aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh! was all i wanted to say but nothin came outta my squished body. only tears outta the eyes. i was CRUSHED under the weight of a daughter and mother! both sadistically deriving pleasure at the sight of my little **** gettin smashed helplessly. they laughed their arse offf again. and finally. for the finale, chechi gave one hard rev that the vehicle momentarily clambered on my tiny **** for a fraction of a second. that was it. full weight and run over. my **** had disappeared into nothin and my balls flattened. all under nithya chechi. they finished laughing and asked me to get up and kneel once again along the side of the scooty. they both looked at the way my **** had shrunk and my balls flattened. nithya chechi jus jiggled my jewels with the toe of her slippers, laughed and left without even a goodbye. i stood there in nothin else but utter shame and pure humuliation.

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Posted by hunterskill 1 year ago  |  Categories: BDSM, Fetish  |  Views: 791  |  
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Step Mom/Mum Foot Fetish (True Experience)

I've read quite a lot of true foot fetish experiences and they turn me on so I'd like to discuss mine. Hopefully some of you will enjoy it and get as turned on as I did at the time. I'm not great at writing and because it's true and in retrospect it might not be very detailed. I can't remember every event detail for detail but I can do my best.

When I was young I always had a slight obsession with womens feet, I would sit around or by feet and if we had any visitors I'd sneak into the hallway and smell their shoes. The step mum in question was an Italian BBW in her 50's. Despite age she'd always glam her appearance up wearing make-up, jewellery and heels on a day to day basis. Her hair was black and frizzy, her lipstick always rouge and as you can imagine from her nationality her skin was naturally tanned. Her feet were not what most foot fetishists would consider hot. Due to age and excessive wear of heels she had bunions, a bit of hard skin and for some reason her big toe nails were thick. While I was going through my teens and understanding my foot fetish, I never really paid any attention to her feet, as I've mentioned they weren't particularly attractive. Although one night my Dad was working away for a couple of days, so it was just me and her alone for the night. I went into the living room and she was sat in her nightie, she asked if I wanted to watch something on TV with her so I agreed. We were sat opposite sides of the sofa although I noticed her legs stretching closer towards me, her feet almost resting on the side of my thigh. She told me about her day and said her feet were sore, she then asked if I could rub them for her. Immediately in my head I started thinking about my foot fetish; I don't really like the look of these feet, How about if I come off to keen though, What if I got hard. I was so nervous as It'd be my first physical experience with feet, I didn't want my fetish to become clear and I thought that it'd be wrong if I got aroused over her. I said yes anyway and hoped for everything to sort itself out. She put her back to the arm of the sofa so she was facing me and I did the same while facing her. Then she put her feet on my lap (her toenails were painted pink, they usually were). I began to rub my thumbs up her sole and along the balls of her feet. She was very audible and "oohs" and "ahhs" were coming out, sometimes they sounded like moans. I then rubbed along her bunion, she told me 'yeah that's good' (this was always her sweet spot since) now moaning even more. No matter how much I though about her being my step mum or thinking that her feet are ugly, I got the biggest erection I'd ever had. I was wearing elasticated pyjamas so tucked my cock under the elastic when she wasn't looking (I didn't want her to see my hard-on). It was too much information but she then revealed that she doesn't really get much sex and that my foot massage was better than sex. It turned me on immensely though to think that I'm giving her that much pleasure. I kept on going and going until she asked if it's getting too much on my hands and if I'd like to stop. I said that I don't mind at all, she told me she was going to go in the kitchen to make a snack and a drink and that I can continue after then. I agreed but went into the bathroom while she was in the kitchen. I took my pyjamas off and my cock was rock solid, It had pre-cum dripping out the head too. I couldn't refuse it to myself so I masturbated and not long after I started I climaxed and had such an intense orgasm. I put everything back on and went back into the living room. She was sat there eating her snack and I eagerly waited to massage her feet again. Sure enough she finished, I then started to rub her feet again. Within minutes my cock got rock hard again, not soon after it had just shot it's load. I massaged until she decided she was going to bed, I said I was going to go too anyway. Once again, when she went, I masturbated. It took longer to cum but it was still quick. Despite having cum twice and my cock feeling sore, It stayed hard for a good few minutes after I came. I was drained and decided enough was enough, I went to sl**p.

Since that day I became infatuated with her feet. I would always look at them and anticipate a moment where I could get off to them. (from here on, I don't know the complete detail of the events, I can remember several experiences but not in which way they occurred). My step mum kept asking for foot massages whenever my Dad was out, which was frequently due to work, there was also day in the week where my Dad would occupy the living room with his friend so I'd go into her bedroom and we'd watch TV, I'd massage her feet. I gained more confidence and I would touch my feet against hers to get her to ask for a massage. Most the time she would ask for a massage. We became more involved in it as a massage and she recommended I use baby oil. I did do and it turned me on even more seeing her feet shiny and slippery. I also started to wait until around midnight (when she was asl**p), so I could then sneak into the bedroom and smell her feet from the bottom of the bed. Sometimes I'd masturbate while doing so. I then started to go into her drawers to use lingerie as a masturbation tool as well as some of her heels, smelling them and using them to jerk my cock.
On one occasion I was massaging her in the bedroom and I asked her if she wanted me to massage anything else. She told me she wanted me to do her back and legs. I started with her feet and then massaged up her legs (still using the baby oil). She was wearing her nightie which was just covering the tops of her thighs. As I worked my hands past her knees she widened her legs so that her thighs came apart and I could rub them. I started to rub her thighs and I used that motion to move her nightie up, I don't think she realised as eventually I saw her pussy. Not in great detail because she was a bit hairy down there and her thighs still covered it partly but it turned me on immensely. I kept rubbing her thighs getting closer on the inside and rubbing further up the leg. I then felt a bit of her bush brush against my hand and I could also feel the heat radiate off her pussy. After rubbing her thighs and having a few close touches I moved onto her back. She lay face down and had the nightie completely off with only a bra on. Her big ass was out in the air. I sat on that and began to rub her back and shoulders with the oil, almost feeling the tops of her really big tits when I did her shoulders. She asked if the bra was getting in the way and I said that it was. She unhooked that while laying down and I carried on massaging her. I sneaked a peak at the side of her a few times to see her tits squashed against the bed. I was hard as usual and when I had finished I went into my room and masturbated. I realised though that I had left my phone in the bedroom, I went up to find her asl**p on her back. The sheets over her tummy but not over her tits. They were huge and her nipples were gorgeous the areola was the perfect size and nipples themselves were thick and hard. I grabbed my phone and took a picture, I went back in my bedroom for a second wank over the photo.
I love nylons/tights and another event involved them. My step mum came downstairs wearing beige opaque tights (my favourite type). She never normally wore tights though so it turned me on even more. I had my phone on me and took a few sneaky pics of her feet, I then felt daring and did a few upskirt photos aswell. I went into the living room and she came in too. Then proceeded to ask for a foot massage. I agreed as usual but kept the tights on, I massaged with one hand and in the other I had my phone, recording her feet being rubbed. I pretended to her that I was just messaging people but looking back..It was pretty dumb of me to think that's believable. I carried on anyway. Eventually she took her tights off though and I rubbed her bare feet, which still made me rock hard every time. She told me her feet were hot so I blew on them as joke but she told me she actually liked it. I brought the feet closer to my face and blew harder, the unmistakable stench wafting up my nostrils. I did that a few times until I decided I should just rub her feet again. I then had an idea, I had been thinking how hot it would be to jerk off while doing it and I came up with a way to do it. I sat back against the sofa. I then put a large pillow over my crotch, pulling my dick from out of my pyjamas. So the only thing in-front of my dick is a pillow. It wouldn't look obvious from her prospective though as all she saw was the pillow. The pillow was supposedly there to rest her feet on while I rubbed them. Occasionally, with my hands wrapped around her feet I would rub the top of her foot up and down. So I used this in combination with the pillow. I made sure her feet were pressed against my cock (through the pillow) and I would rub her feet up and down, the motion of her feet going up and down would go through the pillow and act like jerking my cock off. Sure enough it worked and I came. I did a good job of hiding the noise and motion too considering.

I massaged her feet more and more, nothing as daring or exciting as anything I've mentioned but it became a long-standing thing. Although due to relationship problems with my Dad she left. I probably made it obvious but I never did know if she was aware about my fetish. It seemed like she knew and encouraged it but either way it turned me on so much. I was young and it was wrong but it was still great. The love I had for her feet and the events obviously died down as she left but it set the cement for my foot fetish, although I never do anything as perverted or wrong now I still picture her feet and the experiences sometimes while I masturbate.... Continue»
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Foot Fetish: My dream... Come true?

NOTE: I took my time and really put my heart into this story, if you're reading, I beg you to please read everything. (THANK YOU)




Foot Fetish: My dream... Come true?


October 31, 2013. That was the day that my dream became a reality. Before I tell you what happened on that magnificent day, let me give you some background on myself and the woman with the most amazing feet I have ever seen, and I've seen a lot of feet, trust me!


I'm 18 years young and pretty darn handsome if I do say so myself! I have short dark hair, an average height, adorable dimples, and a stunning smile.I'm a person who is incredibly caring, smart, and funny. Sound like a catch right? I think I'am. There is just one thing I've always lacked... You guessed it, CONFIDENCE! I never had "the balls" to just ask girls out. Now, I've had girl friends in the past, but they've always asked me out. I guess early on I got used to girls just wanting me.


I first found out I had a foot fetish around 3 years ago or so, when I was watching porn (how some things never change lol). The porno I saw was featured on another popular free porn website, the video was titled: "Audrey Bitoni performs a footjob." After I saw that video, my life changed forever (For the better). Why? You ask. Because, without that porno I would have never found my love for female feet <3 ...


Now that you know my story, let me be so privileged to tell you about the woman who made my life complete. My Godmother, the very woman that baptized me 18 years earlier, We'll call her "Nina". I love my Nina SOOOO MUCH, she spoiled me, my whole life! Since I'm sure you want to know her appearance, Here it is: She stands at about 5'5", Sexy long brown hair, 30 years old, Double D boobs, slightly chubby (from having k**s), not much of a butt, nice legs, and like I said before, "The most amazing feet ever." She always has pink or red toenails, two of my favorite <3. Ever since I discovered my foot fetish, I never tried to make a move for her or any girls feet. I only could masturbate to the thought of her rapping her sexy soles around my rock hard cock, and me exploding semen all over her feet and toes like a was some volcano that has been waiting to erupt for thousands of years. That was on a dream.....


"October 31, 2013. That was the day that my dream became a reality."
Thursday night, Halloween, I went over to my Nina's house. Her and her boy friend were going to a costume party and they were dressed as an "80's" couple. For whatever reason, which I still don't know why till this day, her and her boyfriend got into an argument. He ended up leaving and hanging out at one his friend's house. My Nina was crying of course, and both my mother and my cousin were trying their best to comfort her. While this was all happening in the other room I'm sitting in the kitchen looking over towards the living room, starring at all of her shoes she had laying out. She has these specific pair of all black sandals she wears all the time. I have been waiting 3 years, 3 LONG years to just have some sort of interaction with them. When you see something you've been craving for a long time starring you right in the face, you just have to go for it. I swiftly snatched my Nina's sandals and stealthy sneaked into the main bathroom. I had my good ol' alone time with her worn black sandals, you could literally see her footprints forever engraved in the sandals and forever engraved in my mind. I spent like 6 to 7 minutes just sniffing, licking, and slapping my cock on those sandals. I was in heaven! All good things "CUM" to an end though and I finished by slowly oozing my cum on those yummy black sandals. I was relieved, completely satisfied, like if my life ended that night I could say my life was complete. As I cleaned off the soiled sandals, I sat there in the bathroom for about another 5 minutes thinking about what I just did, knowing that I just came on my beautiful Nina's sandals. Simply, I was happy and nobody could bring me down! So I thought...


I cracked the bathroom door and quietly peaking out to make sure the coast was clear. It seemed pretty normal, I was hoping they calmed my Nina down. Seeing nobody, I opened the door completely and walked quietly down the hallway, holding the used sandals in my hand. I saw the light turn on from her upcoming room to the right. (Funny how things seem to happen at the perfect times) ... I can hear somebody doing something in there, taking just a quick peek to see who it was, of course it was my Nina. Like the fool I'am, I just had to ask her how she was (After the whole argument situation). I do just that, half way in the doorway with my right arm hidden behind the wall so she couldn't see the sandals in my hand. She said, "I'm fine, Johnny is just an asshole." (Johnny is her boyfriend btw). I simply agree "Yeah he is" I said. She gave me a smile, which clearly wasn't easy for her to do. She asked me to come sit on the bed with her and talk. I almost took a step forward into the room but hesitated. I almost forgot about her hidden sandals in my hand. I said, "I can't..." thinking about what a fool I'am.She noticed the nervousness on my face and in my body language. She asked "What is that you've got there?" At this point I feel like I'm going to pass out. "Let me see that" she demanded. My cover was blown. My life was soon over I thought. I put my hand, along with the sandals behind my back and walked into the room. I closed and locked the door behind me. "What are you hiding?!?" she questioned. I had no choice but to tell her the truth, so I did.

"Nina." I said, ashamed.

"Uh huh..." she replied, somewhat puzzled.

"I love you so much." I expressed.

"I love you too." she replied, happily.

"No Nina. You don't understand." I told her, "You never have truly have..."

"What do you mean?" she said.

"Nina, I LOVE YOU! LIKE I REALLY LOVE YOU!!" I pleaded at this point. "You have treated me so well, my entire life. I have disrespected you in your own house, and I'm sorry."

"I don't understand... What did you do?" she questioned.

"This." (I exposed her sandals) "I took your sandals from the living room, and well... I licked and jacked off on your sandals. I'm sorry, but I love you, and your PERFECT feet."

She giggled and gave me a seductive grin, she said, "I knew something like this would happen eventually. I have been aware about your foot fetish for awhile. I see you glancing at my feet whenever you get the opportunity. Honestly, It's pretty cute. I have been mentally preparing for this day, as to how I would handle this."

She continued, "I already know your answer to this but I'm going to ask you anyways, How would you like to fuck my feet???"

I literally thought I was dreaming, I could not believe this was actually happening.

Of course I was quick to say, YES!!

I hopped on the bed and landed on my back extremely excited! She slowly removed the low-top gray converse she was wearing from her Halloween costume, making me and my cock more, and more excited. She wasn't even wearing socks! She put one of her shoes over my nose, then pulled my pants down and off me.

She started playing with my balls and then slowly crept up my penis and softly pinched the head. She started moving up and down my cock, getting me harder and harder, closer ans closer to cumming! My Nina starts dirty talking me like I'm an a****l, I loved every second of it. She said things like "Fuck my feet baby! Cum all over my feet baby!" Telling me how much she wanted my cum and was begging for it. I could not last a second more. I blew what seemed like the biggest and longest load I ever have. My cum shot straight in the air and came back down on the both of us. That load waited year to get out, and it finally did. My Nina let me suck on her toes and lick her soles for about 10 more minutes.

As we were getting cleaned up, My Nina said, "About my sandals... Go ahead and keep them for yourself. With those you will never forget about this night."

I replied with, "Nina, I couldn't forget this night if I tried too. I Love You."

She put her arms around me and kissed me right on my lips and said, "I love you too."

I asked her if we could maybe do this again sometime, and she quickly said "Definitely!"




NOTE: THIS STORY IS 100% TRUE. SOME OF THE QUOTES AREN'T COMPLETELY CORRECT, BECAUSE MY MEMORY ISN'T PERFECT, NOBODY'S HAS A PERFECT MEMORY.

BY THE TIME I UPLOAD THIS STORY IT WILL BE DECEMBER 18, 2013. THERE HASN'T BEEN A DAY THAT HAS GONE BY THAT I HAVEN'T THOUGH ABOUT THAT NIGHT WITH MY LOVELY NINA AND HER AMAZINGLY SEXY FEET.

ANYWAYS, IF YOU READ ALL THE WAY THROUGH I REALLY APPRECIATE THAT. THIS STORY COMES FROM THE HEART BECAUSE IT WAS A VERY SPECIAL NIGHT IN MY LIFE. IT TOOK ME LIKE 3 HOURS TO TYPE IT BECAUSE I WANTED IT TO SOUND THE BEST IT POSSIBLY COULD.

IF YOU ENJOYED MY STORY OR EVEN IF YOU DIDN'T LIKE IT, PLEASE LEAVE ME A COMMENT ABOUT THE STORY, ANY CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM ALWAYS HELP ME. ALSO IF YOU HAD ANY EXPERIENCE LIKE MINE, I WOULD LIKE TO HEAR IT.

ALSO YOU CAN SEND ME A FRIEND INVITE, I ACCEPT ALL INVITES.

THANKS AGAIN FOR READING MY STORY AND HAVE A NICE DAY.

Sincerely, yourfeetmycock
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Foot fetish domination



This story will tell you about my in counter with a mistress in a public session

From my twenties I always wanted to be dominated by a professional mistress but was always to scared. Looking at the website of a local mistress I saw she offered a public foot fetish session. We would meet at a park she would take off her shoes and i would rub her feet at the park. I decided this would be a good first step so I decided to give her a call.

After 3 rings she answered " hello" I Said " I would like to book a public foot fetish session" she said " ok slave do you have any special requests" I had a flip flop fetish for as long as I could remember I said " can I keep the flip flops you wear to the meeting" she said " ok slave meet at hill park at 3 pm Friday and bring a tribute of 200" I said " yes mistress" and she hung up the phone. I could t wait until Friday

I got to the park and saw her. She had the nicest body, perfect tits and a giant ass but a tiny waist. She sat down beside me and said " hmmm your a lot younger than most my clients I think I might enjoy your services slave now where's my tribute" I passed her an envelope with the 200 inside it. She said "ok let's get started". As requested she wore flips flops she took them off and placed them in a plastic bag and handed it to me my first time with a mistress was about to begin

She put her feet on my lap slightly rubbing my cock and said " rub my right foot slave" now I took massage therapy classes in college so I knew how to give the best foot massage. I started at the heel and rubbed slowly and got faster. I worked my way up the arch with a strong kneeling movement. I got to the balls of her feet and I could tell she was really enjoying this. After I was done she put her left foot up and said " if you do a good job on this one you can come back to my place and serve me, you would like that right slave. I was slightly scared but my dick was raging hard and I said " yes mistress I would love to serve you".

On the left foot I think I did a better job. As I was massaging her feet she would slightly rub my cock teasing it with her foot. When I was done she said " lets go to my place slave and bring my flip flops to". It was a short walk to her condo. When we got up to her unit she let me in and locked the door behind her my adventure was about to begin.

She commanded me to strip. I took off all my clothes and she too a good look at me. She said " my house needs a good cleaning if you do a good job I have a surprise for you got it slave" I said " yes mistress". Now I was cleaning her house naked while she watched tv. I dusted mopped vacuumed and everything else I could think of. I was wondering what the surprise was though. When I was done she did a close inspection of the house. She said " I think you've earned your reward follow me".

She went to the couch. She ordered me to bring the flip flops from before. She said " ok slave your going to jerk your pathetic dick while you smell my flops flops, but I'm going to tell you how to jerk. Red means stop and green means go. Are you ready?". I said " yes mistress" how long would I last.

She started green. I started to jerk but it only last me 20 seconds. RED stop jerking. She went on for 20 min with small bits of jerking with long breaks. She saw the pre cum on my tip and said " I'm going to let you cum I'm going to countdown from ten your going to shoot your filth onto my flops flops got it slave" I said " yes mistress". She started the count down 10..9..8..7..6..5..4..3..2..1 " empty your balls on my flip flops slave". I shot the biggest load of my entire life onto her flip flops. They were drenched in my cum. She looked at me and said " if you ever want to serve me again eat the cum from my shoes" with that I started to lick my own cum from her flip flops. I thought about how disgusting it was but I didn't stop until I slurped up all the cum. She looked at me and said " you've proven yourself slave, now get dressed and get out". I put my clothes on and left. Walking outside I realized I needed to set up a session with her where she can truly dominate me.



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Foot Fetish: My Dream Come True (Re-Upload)

NOTE: This story is a re-post from my old account (yourfeetmycock) that I had to terminate for undisclosed reasons.




Foot Fetish: My dream... Come true?


October 31, 2013. That was the day that my dream became a reality. Before I tell you what happened on that magnificent day, let me give you some background on myself and the woman with the most amazing feet I have ever seen, and I've seen a lot of feet, trust me!


I'm 18 years young and pretty darn handsome if I do say so myself! I have short dark hair, an average height, adorable dimples, and a stunning smile.I'm a person who is incredibly caring, smart, and funny. Sound like a catch right? I think I'am. There is just one thing I've always lacked... You guessed it, CONFIDENCE! I never had "the balls" to just ask girls out. Now, I've had girl friends in the past, but they've always asked me out. I guess early on I got used to girls just wanting me.


I first found out I had a foot fetish around 3 years ago or so, when I was watching porn (how some things never change lol). The porno I saw was featured on another popular free porn website, the video was titled: "Audrey Bitoni performs a footjob." After I saw that video, my life changed forever (For the better). Why? You ask. Because, without that porno I would have never found my love for female feet <3 ...


Now that you know my story, let me be so privileged to tell you about the woman who made my life complete. My Godmother, the very woman that baptized me 18 years earlier, We'll call her "Nina". I love my Nina SOOOO MUCH, she spoiled me, my whole life! Since I'm sure you want to know her appearance, Here it is: She stands at about 5'5", Sexy long brown hair, 30 years old, Double D boobs, slightly chubby (from having k**s), not much of a butt, nice legs, and like I said before, "The most amazing feet ever." She always has pink or red toenails, two of my favorite <3. Ever since I discovered my foot fetish, I never tried to make a move for her or any girls feet. I only could masturbate to the thought of her rapping her sexy soles around my rock hard cock, and me exploding semen all over her feet and toes like a was some volcano that has been waiting to erupt for thousands of years. That was on a dream.....


"October 31, 2013. That was the day that my dream became a reality."
Thursday night, Halloween, I went over to my Nina's house. Her and her boy friend were going to a costume party and they were dressed as an "80's" couple. For whatever reason, which I still don't know why till this day, her and her boyfriend got into an argument. He ended up leaving and hanging out at one his friend's house. My Nina was crying of course, and both my mother and my cousin were trying their best to comfort her. While this was all happening in the other room I'm sitting in the kitchen looking over towards the living room, starring at all of her shoes she had laying out. She has these specific pair of all black sandals she wears all the time. I have been waiting 3 years, 3 LONG years to just have some sort of interaction with them. When you see something you've been craving for a long time starring you right in the face, you just have to go for it. I swiftly snatched my Nina's sandals and stealthy sneaked into the main bathroom. I had my good ol' alone time with her worn black sandals, you could literally see her footprints forever engraved in the sandals and forever engraved in my mind. I spent like 6 to 7 minutes just sniffing, licking, and slapping my cock on those sandals. I was in heaven! All good things "CUM" to an end though and I finished by slowly oozing my cum on those yummy black sandals. I was relieved, completely satisfied, like if my life ended that night I could say my life was complete. As I cleaned off the soiled sandals, I sat there in the bathroom for about another 5 minutes thinking about what I just did, knowing that I just came on my beautiful Nina's sandals. Simply, I was happy and nobody could bring me down! So I thought...


I cracked the bathroom door and quietly peaking out to make sure the coast was clear. It seemed pretty normal, I was hoping they calmed my Nina down. Seeing nobody, I opened the door completely and walked quietly down the hallway, holding the used sandals in my hand. I saw the light turn on from her upcoming room to the right. (Funny how things seem to happen at the perfect times) ... I can hear somebody doing something in there, taking just a quick peek to see who it was, of course it was my Nina. Like the fool I'am, I just had to ask her how she was (After the whole argument situation). I do just that, half way in the doorway with my right arm hidden behind the wall so she couldn't see the sandals in my hand. She said, "I'm fine, Johnny is just an asshole." (Johnny is her boyfriend btw). I simply agree "Yeah he is" I said. She gave me a smile, which clearly wasn't easy for her to do. She asked me to come sit on the bed with her and talk. I almost took a step forward into the room but hesitated. I almost forgot about her hidden sandals in my hand. I said, "I can't..." thinking about what a fool I'am.She noticed the nervousness on my face and in my body language. She asked "What is that you've got there?" At this point I feel like I'm going to pass out. "Let me see that" she demanded. My cover was blown. My life was soon over I thought. I put my hand, along with the sandals behind my back and walked into the room. I closed and locked the door behind me. "What are you hiding?!?" she questioned. I had no choice but to tell her the truth, so I did.

"Nina." I said, ashamed.

"Uh huh..." she replied, somewhat puzzled.

"I love you so much." I expressed.

"I love you too." she replied, happily.

"No Nina. You don't understand." I told her, "You never have truly have..."

"What do you mean?" she said.

"Nina, I LOVE YOU! LIKE I REALLY LOVE YOU!!" I pleaded at this point. "You have treated me so well, my entire life. I have disrespected you in your own house, and I'm sorry."

"I don't understand... What did you do?" she questioned.

"This." (I exposed her sandals) "I took your sandals from the living room, and well... I licked and jacked off on your sandals. I'm sorry, but I love you, and your PERFECT feet."

She giggled and gave me a seductive grin, she said, "I knew something like this would happen eventually. I have been aware about your foot fetish for awhile. I see you glancing at my feet whenever you get the opportunity. Honestly, It's pretty cute. I have been mentally preparing for this day, as to how I would handle this."

She continued, "I already know your answer to this but I'm going to ask you anyways, How would you like to fuck my feet???"

I literally thought I was dreaming, I could not believe this was actually happening.

Of course I was quick to say, YES!!

I hopped on the bed and landed on my back extremely excited! She slowly removed the low-top gray converse she was wearing from her Halloween costume, making me and my cock more, and more excited. She wasn't even wearing socks! She put one of her shoes over my nose, then pulled my pants down and off me.

She started playing with my balls and then slowly crept up my penis and softly pinched the head. She started moving up and down my cock, getting me harder and harder, closer ans closer to cumming! My Nina starts dirty talking me like I'm an a****l, I loved every second of it. She said things like "Fuck my feet baby! Cum all over my feet baby!" Telling me how much she wanted my cum and was begging for it. I could not last a second more. I blew what seemed like the biggest and longest load I ever have. My cum shot straight in the air and came back down on the both of us. That load waited year to get out, and it finally did. My Nina let me suck on her toes and lick her soles for about 10 more minutes.

As we were getting cleaned up, My Nina said, "About my sandals... Go ahead and keep them for yourself. With those you will never forget about this night."

I replied with, "Nina, I couldn't forget this night if I tried too. I Love You."

She put her arms around me and kissed me right on my lips and said, "I love you too."

I asked her if we could maybe do this again sometime, and she quickly said "Definitely!"




NOTE: THIS STORY IS 100% TRUE. SOME OF THE QUOTES AREN'T COMPLETELY CORRECT, BECAUSE MY MEMORY ISN'T PERFECT, NOBODY'S HAS A PERFECT MEMORY.

BY THE TIME I UPLOAD THIS STORY IT WILL BE DECEMBER 18, 2013. THERE HASN'T BEEN A DAY THAT HAS GONE BY THAT I HAVEN'T THOUGH ABOUT THAT NIGHT WITH MY LOVELY NINA AND HER AMAZINGLY SEXY FEET.

ANYWAYS, IF YOU READ ALL THE WAY THROUGH I REALLY APPRECIATE THAT. THIS STORY COMES FROM THE HEART BECAUSE IT WAS A VERY SPECIAL NIGHT IN MY LIFE. IT TOOK ME LIKE 3 HOURS TO TYPE IT BECAUSE I WANTED IT TO SOUND THE BEST IT POSSIBLY COULD.

IF YOU ENJOYED MY STORY OR EVEN IF YOU DIDN'T LIKE IT, PLEASE LEAVE ME A COMMENT ABOUT THE STORY, ANY CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM ALWAYS HELP ME. ALSO IF YOU HAD ANY EXPERIENCE LIKE MINE, I WOULD LIKE TO HEAR IT.

ALSO YOU CAN SEND ME A FRIEND INVITE, I ACCEPT ALL INVITES.

THANKS AGAIN FOR READING MY STORY AND HAVE A NICE DAY.... Continue»
Posted by YourToesMyCock 11 days ago  |  Categories: Fetish, First Time, Taboo  |  Views: 695  |  
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Foot Fetish Fantasy Finally Comes True!

Foot Fetish Fantasy Finally Comes True!

This story I'm about to tell you is very much true, and it has changed my foot fetish forever. Hope you enjoy!

I have to say, I'm a very lucky man with my girlfriend (whom we will call her, Sarah). She and I have been together for 3 years at this time, and she absolutely loved my fetish for feet. With this story, you'll see just how much. She was always very fond of the idea, and she had the prettiest feet on the planet.

She is 5' 4" and very attractive with 38DD breasts, red hair, brown eyes, and a very sweet sexy voice. Her feet are size 6, always painted, and always open for my enjoyment! She absolutely loves having her tiny toes sucked on!!

Sarah has always been very jealous of other women, especally when I look at their feet. Like an idiot, my balls would think for me and say, "Her feet are very nice, what do you think? "

We would go out, like say were at the mall, or walking at the park close to home, she would catch me and always give me a smile. But it was like that "I'll get you for this " smile, which usually meant a footrub or footjob in my and her future!

Well, one day we were out, and she ran into an old girlfriend from school (we will call her, Alice). The two of them talked for about 20 minutes. Alice wasn't bad looking. She was a bit heavier set, but she wasn't to the point where she is overwelmingly fat. She is 5'2" with blond hair. I got a quick glimpse of her feet, and she seemed to have a size 7 or 8, but I coudln't really tell at that time. I immediatly got a hard on, and I couldn't stop thinking about what I could do to them!

They took off into the mall, and I cought up with them an hour later at the shoe department. Oh boy, here we go! So I strolled, trying my hardest to keep my pants from showing. Immediately for some reason, the armoma of fresh, clean feet filled me. My dick grew hard instantly and I tried to walk it off before I found them. Luckly for me, it was a large store, which only made it worse. Seems how there was so many women, and so many feet.

When I found them, Sarah called out to me, "Hey, help us pick out matching pair of shoes."

Alice smiled and said, "C'mon. It will be fun. Please, we need your help."

With a half grin I said, "Okay, I can help."

So I sat down at the bench and they started trying on all sorts of different kind of shoes. Oh my, was it a sight to see! The two of them giggling trying on different pairs, and all I could focus on was their beautiful feet! I wanted so badly to just dive right in and play with them, but that would be hard to do in a public place. When they got to the flip flop section, I wanted to cum so badly. Sarah put on a pair of red flip flops with red bows on the top, and Alice wore a matching green pair, which matched her light green toenail color. They put all four feet in front of me. I was in pure heaven.

"How does this look?" Alice asked.

"Dont these look sexy?" Sarah asked.

I put my hand over my mouth with indecision as I looked back and forth between the two girls' feet. Only to keep myself entertained for as long as I could, I said, "Those are nice, but lets try different colors."

They both look at each other with this guilty look, and they giggled quietly. I played it off like nothing was up, but I should have known. They tried many different colors of flip flops with all sorts of designs. This went on for about 2 hours. I was so ready to bust my pants.

We were just getting ready to leave when Alice asked Sarah, if she could come over for dinner for that evening. She looked at me and said, "Only if you say it's okay."

I replied, "Well of course. She is more than welcome."

At the time, I didn't care. I just wanted to get home and relieve myself. Anything to get home sooner. We drove home, and Alice followed behind us the whole way back. On the way, Sarah talked to me, and started the conversation by saying, "I noticed you were looking at her feet when Alice came up to us at the store."

I said, "How did you know? It was only for a split second?"

She said, " I noticed everything,and its okay. I didn't mind this time."

I said to her with a laugh, "Well yeah they were nice. What better way to show them to me but in a shoe store?"

She said, "Well I guess I can let you get away with this one. Ater all, she is my old friend from school."

I said, "Well I'm surprised that you're okay with this one. Most of the time, you would punch me in the shoulder for even looking at another girl's feet."

She asked, "Does she have prettier feet than I do?"

I looked at her, and said, "Not in this lifetime, sweetheart. Little did she know, I wanted to play with Alice's chubby little feet as soon as I had seen them at the shoe store, even more than my girlfriend's.

There was an awkward silence for about 10 minutes after she said that. I was thinking to myself, "Oh god. How long did she notice me looking at her feet? Is she cool with it? Something isn't right. This isn't the Sarah I know. Something has to be up." I just kept driving. We were 5 minutes from home.

To my surprise she suddenly said, "I want to have c***dren with you someday!"

I looked over at her, shocked, and surprised, and she was smiling and shuffling her feet. She had that glimmer in her eyes, so I knew she wasn't just saying that. She really meant it.

I said to her, "When the time is right, it will happen."

When we got home, we gave Alice the grand tour of the house. We then sat down and started to eat dinner, which was rather nice. After that, the two of them went up stairs for a moment. I didn't give it a second thought. I just finished my plate and started watching the game on TV. I didn't notice, but 30 minutes had past, and they hadn't come back down. I kept watching the game. Well, I kept fantasising what I could do to Alice's feet, and how wonderful it would be to suck her toes, but I knew that would never happen.

All of a sudden I heard Sarah's voice yell from upstairs, "Hey honey, can you come up here a moment?"

I yelled back, "Sure. Be up in a moment."

So I got up, and pulled my hand out of my pants even though I was miserable because I needed to cum so badly. I went upstairs and wondered what could they possibly be doing up there? I finally got to the door and heard their giggling again.

I heard Alice say, "We'll surprise him." She giggled again.

Then Sarah whispered, "Shhhh, he'll be here in a moment. Keep quiet."

When I opended the door, the two girls were facing the door with their legs extended, and their bare feet waving at back and forth. I started to walk closer to them, and then Sarah asked if I could sit down at the foot of the bed. So I did. Then Alice came over to me, and placed her feet inches from my lap. I couldn't help but notice her toes were wiggling so very close to me. Instantly my dick grew hard, and it was obvious to see that both girls were watching me and my every move. I looked up to see Sarah smiling a huge smile.

Alice then looked over at Sarah, and Sarah exclaimed, "See? I told you he liked your feet too!"

I cried, "Wha...??!"

Alice giggled, "Aww, how cute!! You weren't lying. He does like my feet!"

Being so shocked, I couldn't move. Alice's toes kept getting closer. I looked up at Sarah, who was getting closer to me. Then she sat on my lap and looked at me.

I asked her, "What are you doing?"

Sarah asked, "Are you okay with this?"

All of a sudden I felt Alice's foot rub against my dick as my girlfriend was sitting on it. I later found out that Sarah loved feet just as much as I do. She told me that it was the hottest thing ever to have her friend's foot rub my dick and her pussy at the same time.

I said to her, "I'm game.

She told me, "You only get her feet. Nothing else."

I looked at her and said, "That's fine with me. " Hell alright!!

Sarah kept moving back and forth on my cock while Alice kept rubbing it. Then she asked me to lay down for her on the bed. I did. Then Sarah got off of me, and went to her sock drawer. She placed a small pair of socks into my mouth, and said, "Shhh, one word and it's all over for you."

The two girls stripped off their clothes and began to strip me as I laid there like a limp noodle. All of a sudden I saw Alice's feet start playing with my dick. I moaned because it felt so good. Her soft touch kept flailing my dick left and right.

Sarah then exclaimed and giggled, "Not like that."

She giggled some more, grabbed her feet, put them in a sole footjob position, and I helped her slide her feet up and down my shaft! At this point I didn't know what to do. I was so damn shocked, horny, and so amazed at the same time. I just laid there and enjoyed every mintue of it. Then I saw Sarahs feet come over my face.

"Breath through my toes," she said. "Big deep breaths."

And I did. I inhaled the sweet smell of her clean feet over and over, and I started to grunt to the feeling of Alice's feet fucking my cock faster and faster. It felt so good. But then Aliced stopped out of the blue, and I looked up as they switched positions. Only this time, Alice's soles and toes were pressed on my nose. So were Sarah's too, nice and hard.

Alice demanded, "Smell my feet! Breath through my toes. HARDER!!!"

So I did. My lungs and nose were filled with the smell of her sweet feet from walking all day. All of a sudden I felt Sarah get up on top of me, and her wet tight pussy clamped down on my cock. I tried to look up at Sarah, but Alice's chubby soles f***ed me to stay down. Sarah began riding me, slowly but gradually faster. This was a dream come true. My one fantasy had finally come true. I didn't want to cum at first, so I tried hard to hold it back, but Alice's feet smelled so good, and Sarahs pussy was so tight.

Sarah screamed. "Cum in me baby! I want your cum!! Cum in my pussy!!! "

Alice screamed, "Breath deep into my toes, honey. Just keep breathing!! "

Sarah continuted to pound on me, and I gave in little by little. Alice's toes scrunched over my nose and then I was a goner.

Alice then screamed, "Cum in her pussy, and I want to see you cum on my feet!! "

I let Sarah have it. Right then and there I no longer cared. I was so overwelmed, I glazed my eyes back and I let loose five strings of cum inside Sarah's pussy!! It was by far the best damn orgasm I have ever had! Later I thought, "Sarah got what she wanted, and so did I."

It's funny how those things work out so well! Sarah orgasmed and moaned so loudly. Afterward she pulled herself off my relieved dick, and looked down at her pussy. Alice almost started to get up, but my cum started dripping out of her pussy, and onto her feet. No joke. I was so shocked to see this. At first I thought it was an accident, but Sarah quickly laid down and took it all in. What an eventful day!... Continue»
Posted by lovesfeet2 24 days ago  |  Categories: Fetish, First Time  |  Views: 845  |  
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the genisis of my foot fetish

In the early 70s, there was a show I watched called Land of the Giants .. was kinda cool .. but not nearly anything like this.

Some of the most mundane things can shape a persons life FOREVER and that show was one of them. .. It took me several years to understand why I am a bit of a deviant such that I am... harmless .. but changed nonetheless.

For a girl who wants it, I enjoy -- and actually desire -- , to be objectified for her so she can be unhindered. The foot fetish is taboo but very primal and symbolic. I love what it does for her. She can feel something erotic and at the same time, she can feel her power whilst at the same time, dominating over her partner. I can express my appreciation of her.

While I like to sub for a girl, I am versatile, but up to about my 30s, I really never quite understodd why I really thrive on some kinky things. However, taking "the walk" ...I now understand why --

The walk: I had to search my life's past experiences to discover and learn why I am like I am ... .. I learned that from my Sensai believe it or not .. :-)

I had always felt that I became deviant when I was merely a boy, but never realized when.... my mother and father avoided the inevitable telling of life's stories at all costs, birds and bees and that sorta stuff .... leaving me to learn on my own .. anyway ..

If I remember correctly, her name is Roxanne, a s****r to my c***dhood friend and nextdoor neighbour .. and my babysitter. She was a bit of a *Biatch* at first and somewhat dominating in that she like to bark out orders, and she was very comfortable being in control. I believe it was a power game for her, right from tjhe start. But I was a k**, ... I think she clearly knew that, and when I didnt obey her orders, she would punish in unusual ways. I would say the weirdest thing she did was swallow my frog ... that was later on down the road. But anyway, punish .. in the kinds of ways that are totally inapropriate... I think after a while that it put her in a state of arousal -- unbenkownst to myself at the time.

She was a 15 ~ 17 yr old girl and me only 9 or so .. through to age 12 we aged those 3 and a half years together. .. anyway ... she was pretty. Richard, my friend, told be that she was an aspiring model. She was earning pocket money and was already a woman in my eyes of course and twice my size ... a boy's wet dream really, tall stature, with the mandatory height of 6 foot 2, she had a mouth like Sandra bullock .. hehe .. overly full lips, dirty-blonde hair and stunning natural good looks, she had it all. I was more of a nerd than anything else and really regarded her as business at first, with a casual disregard.

.... She babysat for my mom for about 4 years and in the beginning, there was nothing unusual. I liked her, but it took a while. The reason for that was because the first time I misbehaved and didnt listen to her, I discovered how strong she was because she pinned me for an hour, on the couch, beneath her, using her abdomen, her weight and ... her feet. I was so angry UGH!! ...I struggled to fight back and nope .. I couldnt.

One time, she pinned and tied me (!) and whilst I was having a fit she sat atop me and buried my face under her feet until I calmed down. I struggled with everything I was worth trying to get my face out from under her huge feet ... like size 13 .. they had to be .. Anyway I was furious, and totally humiliated. I completey tired myself out all the while her soles remained pressed firmly into my face and she leisurely arched them and adjusted them over my mouth, eyes, nose... I hated her!! .. at least for a while ..

Well at first I hated her, wished death upon her ... speeding truck and that sorta thing ..but then, after, she'd go home when mom came back. I would tell my mom and she would look at me kinda funny and then giggle/joke about it. She just didnt think anything serious of it and told me "well then, behave yourself next time" --Gawd, .. so alone now, I had time to think about it, and perversly, I discovered that I actually liked it. Now I hated myself ... for liking it. Strange huh? A boy who was quickly bedcoming a perv. And after only a couple months it turned into a crush.

As the time passed, I now regarded her as something else but not really understanding what. She was a big beautiful shapley young girl but she took advantage of it, and me, and lived out a couple of fantasies for herself ... of course I could never had understood this but FWIW, I now loved it. After the first year or so and our inital rough start, she began one day by simply saying to me that she thought that I was so cute, so sweet, that she could just eat me. The first time she said this she kinda just joked about spreading butter on me and literally eating me. I instantly tingled at the thought. Later, she took pains to actually describe what she would do with me. I am watching my show I mentioned earlier, she comes in and tells me if I were only a tiny shrunken boy, caught like the one in the scene on the show that she just walked in on -- Not on one occasion, ... but many -- she would torture and eat me.

From stirring me into a strawberry yogurt cup to watching me struggle, mired deep into a thick chocolate pudding, things that wieghted me and mired me in sticky, strength depleting thickness, really drove her nuts, and she would literally demonstrate with anything she had to eat at any given moment, animating her mouth and her tongue. She told me that she should swallow me just like this: gesturing to her swallowing action.

Well .. the strangest thing she did ... was kinda mean. She had teased me for a bit -- said that she would swallow my frog(s) if I didnt behave .. she wanted me to watch her. I thought she was k**ding so ... I didnt believe her ... But nope .. I dared her because I thought I could finally challenge her and win .. nope -- Whole and alive ... I was hypnotized when she was doing it.. I thought for sure she was only going to go so far and then laugh and stop, so I could not resist .. I guess I kinda wanted her to do it. Moreover, as I watched her large mouth, I WANTED to be the frog .. I was so jealous as I watched her .. and she did it..(!)

Those were the strangest 3 minutes of my life. She held it in her mouth for quite some time, and with her mouth full, she was describing the bitterness, until it actually scrambled or panicked and jumped right down her throat quite unexpectedly -- she ate it, I can still vividly see the surprise gulp. I was so shocked I couldnt move. .. but eventually, I just said " Oh my God" and kinda laughed .. I thought I would be angry, I guess I kinda was a bit but not much. I felt a whole new range of emotions. The first of which was awe and then it made me mad,.. and then back again. I thrilled though .. she exclaimed that she could feel it inside her, jumping around and then she reaches for my hand and places it on her stomach ..to touch her belly and feel it....

That was a galvinizing moment.

She was an artist at words and after seeing that, I could not help myself but to watch her eat anything, slowly and deliberate, I loved to watch and hear her consume anything, quietly wondering. Fantasizing about being squeezed tight, and sliding down into her...

She graduated her taunting. I could listen to her vivid tales of me, struggling helplessly inside her mouth while she tossed me about with her tongue, washing and drowning me in her sweet sticky wet mouth .. and eventually feeling me slip down her throat as she swallowed.

She used words and language like a surgeon ... This at 11 years old, and I was hypnotized. It did not take long for me to lust after her .. I dreamt of her. I think I may have had wet dreams from then on just thinking about how, over and over, I could find myself inside her mouth. She was so hot and I wanted it ..., to be consumed by her, to contribute my whole being to her beautiful self.

But it did not stop there. She enjoyed her dominance over me. As I said ealier, She had unusually large (like size 13) feet, but in hindsight, And she always came over barefoot because she only lived in the half/house next door. It was almost routine for her to position herself onto the couch (on top of me) knowing full and well that I was there, asl**p, or not, in such a way that her feet were astride my head while she layed atop of me and watched TV .. I remember waking once in a while and I opened my eyes to see that the bare sole of her foot was right in front of my face.

I thought she wanted something but not sure what. I did however want to just snuggle right up into it .. hehe, well .. I did not have to wait ... she gently nuzzled it right into my face with her other foot gently urging on the backside of my head. She loved it, she wanted to massage my face under her foot. She even tested the limit with her toes gently playing on my lips, wanting to see if I would do it... what .. eat them .. hehe

-- This is c***d abuse these days -- no?

Yucky... ... if I did let her toes in she would slowly urge and leave her foot in my mouth so I didnt do it .. but if I did not, she would squeeze my head between her feet, totally enveloping my face/mouth/nose with them..

In any event I was feeling strange emotions that I now identify with being turned on .. but I did not understand my feelings .. myself .. let alone .. sexuality... gEesh .. I was a k** but at the same time, I enjoyed being her plaything. I'm sure she understood exactly what she was doing but did it anyway.

While I was not really understanding this I cetainly enjoyed it However, not understanding did not preclude me from actually desiring to be under her. Under her spell, under her in any way.

If she was getting herself off. I would have never known. It would have been her secret,... and I realize now that that was a turning point in my life. As I grew a little older and moved away, I realized that I actually might have grown to love her, or so I believed, because I missed her sorely .. I longed to see her but I dont, and never will, know if it was the same for her.... I just remember wanting to be her anything .

So she became my most bizzare memory .. I remembered, willfully wanting to be a chocolate ...When she came over I tingled knowing that I was going to get smothered by her huge beautiful feet .. ;-) She would literally spend a couple hours just enjoying me, watching a movie or reading a book .. I would pretend to protest and she would smother. I wanted to taste the salt off her, her skin became intoxicating ..Is that normal ?? I dont know .. you tell me ...

I had to age a few years to understand where my perversion first arose because in the absence of guidance from both my father and mother .. who were (thankfully) oblivious, I did not really understand that I was not "normal" I had to learn why I am like I am .. I have had both fetishes ever since .. but no one ever taught me how to integrate them .. how to manage them into a relationship because these are not relationship components .. are they? I enjoy them though, if anything, she helped me in a strangely positive way because I really do enjoy them, and hey, I have learned that some girls actually search/yearn for this kinda stuff.

Long story huh ?

... Continue»
Posted by footboy2 2 years ago  |  Categories: Fetish, First Time, Taboo  |  Views: 354  |  
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Foot f****y Ties

Not My Story - Repost

A b*****r and s****r deal with the difficulty keeping their love a secret.


I always had a very close relationship with my older s****r Jessica. I always confided in her for guidance on almost everything. Our relationship became even closer when I was 17 and she was 19. Jess was home from college for the holidays and had brought her laptop with her. One weekend, she went away with friends and I asked to borrow her laptop. We had a f****y use computer in the living room but our parents had locked it down with web filters and administrative blocks. My s****r’s laptop was completely open and I could browse from the privacy of my own room.

Taking her laptop to my room, I enjoyed my new found freedom and browsed the web for all the foot fetish and porn sites I wanted. I have always had a foot fetish and I wasn’t really concerned with regular porn as much as I was with foot fetish stuff. Where the average teenager’s porn collection consisted of pictures of tits and ass, my porn collection consisted mostly of fully clothed women showing their feet. While browsing around my s****r’s computer I also found a folder with some personal pictures of her and her friends. I was like a k** in toy store looking at all the pictures of my s****r and her friends barefoot at the beach, and goofing around at their slumber parties. I always saw my s****r as a s****r and never really saw her as a woman and thus I never really paid attention to her feet, even though I had plenty of opportunity to. That was until I saw her pictures. There were tons of pictures of her showing her feet, nothing sexual, just her at the beach and goofing around. I copied the pictures of her that I wanted to a separate file along with some other foot fetish pics that I had downloaded from the internet, burned them to a CD and then deleted the files.

My s****r finally returned from her weekend with friends and before returning her laptop I emptied the windows recycle bin and deleted the internet explorer history. I thought I had gotten away with murder until several hours later I realized that I had left the CD I had burned inside her computer. Needless to say I was scared shit. Later that evening she came into my room holding the CD with smile on her face. She gave it to me and said, “I believe this is yours,” and walked out. I was so embarrassed that I avoided seeing my s****r for the rest of the week.

Later that week, my s****r and I found ourselves home alone and we made small talk. Christmas was a few weeks away and she asked me if I wanted anything in particular. Our conversation put me at ease because I got the impression that she didn’t look at the CD. Maybe she just saw it there, assumed it was mine and didn’t open it. I let my guard down and the awkwardness slowly went away. It was a cold and nasty day, no one was home yet so Jessica suggested we order a movie on pay-per-view. We ordered Inception and sat on the couch sharing a bowl of microwave popcorn as we had countless times before as k**s.

Just as the movie started my s****r complained that her feet were so cold they felt like blocks of ice. She removed her boots and socks and placed her bare feet on the couch and asked me to touch as she lay back on the couch and placed both her feet on my lap. I put my palm on her foot and indeed it was cold. We made eye contact as my hand touched and squeezed her foot. She smiled at me but she never took her feet off my lap instead she crossed her feet on my lap and made herself comfortable on the couch. I continued to squeeze and rub her foot. I had never touched my s****r’s feet and had never seen her feet so up close. They were the most beautiful feet I had ever seen. Light skinned, nice arches, super soft and slender soles. Almost instinctively I reached and grabbed her other foot and started to rub pressing my thumbs into her soles and the ball of her foot. Just as I was gaining confidence and starting to enjoy myself, she abruptly pulled her feet away and sat up straight. She snuggled up next to me to take some popcorn and said thanks for the foot rub. She rested her head on my shoulder as we finished watching the rest of the movie. Later that night I couldn’t stop jerking off. Not just thinking about my s****r’s feet but thinking about her snuggled up against me with her head on my shoulder. It felt weird but at the same time it felt so good.

Fast forward a few weeks, it’s the day after Christmas and Jess asked me to drive her to the Queen's Center Mall, she wanted to exchange something. In the car we made small talk and she told me she was going to exchange a pair of boots at Nine West. I was planning on waiting for her in the car but she insisted I go with her and help her pick out another pair. As we walked from the parking lot into the mall, my s****r put her arm around mine, we looked more like a couple than b*****r and s****r. We walked into Nine West and I watched her try on several different types of boots, shoes and even a pair of strappy sandals. Each time she would walk over to me and ask me what I thought. I was salivating like a k** in a candy store. It was awkward sitting there trying to hide my raging erection. She finally settled on a pair of open toe heels, which made her look stunning. We walked back to the car arm in arm. I was now certain she didn’t see the contents of the CD, if she had she probably would’ve been grossed out or even pissed for invading her privacy and stealing her pictures.

On the way home we made small talk about life in general and then she abruptly turned to me asked if it was ok if she asked me a personal question about guy stuff. I figured that my big s*s was having guy trouble so I said sure. Her question almost made me crash into the car in the lane next to me. She asked “How often do you masturbate?” I turned to her with a look of shock that she would ask me that, but before I could say anything she asked if I ever thought of her while I jerked off? Then she told me she saw the CD and saw that I had a bunch of porn pictures and also some pictures of her in at the beach wearing a bikini. I was flushed with embarrassment but she did an awesome job at making me comfortable. She squeezed my hand and told me she wasn’t upset. But I still couldn’t answer her, I was too afraid. She smiled at me and took my hand in hers never letting go of my hand as we drove. It was so weird hold hands with my s****r, but at the same time it was incredibly comforting. After that awkward moment holding her hand eased the awkwardness away and was even soothing.

After a few minutes she broke the silence and asked, “How often do you jerk off thinking about me?” I put my embarrassment aside and worked up the courage to talk about that subject.

“Several times” I said, “But I can explain, it’s not what you think.”

“I know” she interrupted, “It's not me, it's my feet, right? I saw the pictures on the CD you left in my laptop.” She continued.

“Why do you like my feet? Why do you like feet at all? Why not tits and ass?” She asked with a puzzled look on her face.

“I don’t know, I just do” I replied. “Its not that I don't like tits and ass, its just that I like feet more. There is just something about women’s feet that gets me going”

I was both overwhelmed and embarrassed by the conversation. An awkward silence fell over both of us until she finally spoke and asked me, “So did you like rubbing my feet and going shoe shopping with me?” as she smiled devilishly

“Yes, of course” I replied "I really enjoyed it"

We finally made it home and she headed to the kitchen to put on a pot of water for some tea, while I headed to the living room and sat on the couch turning on the TV. A few minutes later she came into the living room and sat next to me on the couch making small talk telling me no one was home and wondering where everyone could’ve gone. We sat and watched the 5pm news when she finally said “My feet are killing me,” as she took off her boots and socks. She smiled and winked at me saying “Hint-Hint!” as she laid back on the couch and propped her feet up on my lap.

I took both her feet in my hands and started rubbing her soles, squeezing her feet from top to bottom, pressing my fingers in a circular motion around her soles. I couldn’t believe that my s****r was actually letting me play with her feet for my enjoyment. Just as I was starting to get relaxed and comfortable playing with her feet when she popped yet another gut twisting question.

“When you jerk off thinking about me, do you just think about rubbing and kissing my feet or do you think about doing other stuff too?”

My heart started racing “What do you mean by other stuff?” I asked.

“The other stuff in the pictures you had on the CD,…the more sexual stuff like the guy jerking off on the girl’s feet, the guy licking the girl’s feet while he fucks her. Do you think about doing that with me while you are jerking off?”

It was cold and it must have been around 50 degrees in the house but I was sweating like it was 100 degree weather. I was so nervous and my tongue felt so heavy that I could barely speak. We looked at each other in silence. She had a bewildered look on her face. She just stared at me in silence for a while then suddenly lifted a foot off my lap raised it to my face. “Is this what you think about when you jerk off?” I nervously took her foot in my hand and began kissing and caressing her sole and toes with my tongue. It was total bliss. The softness of her soles on my lips, the scent of her feet was sweet almost like candy and the taste, the taste was indescribable but delicious. She would occasionally giggle and pull her feet away telling me I was tickling her. I continued kissing and exploring every inch of her sole with my mouth running my tongue down the side of her foot to her heel and back up her arch to her toes, taking each toe into my mouth.

Suddenly she sat up and leaned close to me and placed her hand on my crotch as she whispered in my ear “Do you jerk off thinking about this too?” and before I could answer she started caressing my hard-on with the palm of her hand. I was so nervous that I was trembling. She looked at me and smiled as she squeezed my dick though my jeans. I thought I was dreaming. I couldn’t believe my s****r was touching cock. She opened my button and zipper and released my cock. She stared at my hard-on for a minute before taking it in her hand and stroking it. My cock instantly responded to her touch. I felt short of breath and was hyperventilating. I closed my eyes and tried to process what was going on when suddenly I felt her lips press against mine. It was so wrong but yet felt so good and so right.

She paused for a second then lowered her head to my cock kissing the tip then taking its entire length into her mouth. The sensation of her lips moving up and down my cock was incredible.
Watching my s****r’s head bobbing up and down on my cock was the most incredible turn-on ever. I was about to burst in her mouth we were both startled by the phone ringing. It was mom and dad calling us to open the garage door for them.

That same weekend she went back to college upstate. We called and emailed several times a day and I made several weekend trips up to see her making excuses that I was helping her paint, move some furniture, etc. The best sex I ever had as a teen was with my s****r. I knew it was wrong but it felt so right. Jess and I never fucked; we made love to each other.

Fast forward two years…I moved into my own apartment. One night I got a phone call from mom and she was all upbeat and happy telling me that Jess was engaged to her boyfriend. I felt like I had been punched in the stomach. My Jess was going to get married. I tried calling her several times at home and on her cell but each time it rang until it went to voicemail. I was disillusioned; I sat on my couch and got to work on a six pack of Heinekens. A few hours went by when suddenly my door bell rang. I thought it was someone ringing the wrong apartment but when I looked it was Jess. It was a pleasant surprise. I asked her if she got my messages and she said she couldn’t answer because she was driving and she wanted to talk in person anyway. She came in, we shared a few beers and she told me she was engaged but she wanted to talk to me first before setting any wedding date in stone.

We had another drink and Jess had brought a bag of groceries and started to cook a small dinner for both of us, as we sat to eat she looked at me and said “If you don’t want me to marry him, I won’t. But you have to promise me that you won’t see your girlfriend anymore either.” She leaned in and kissed me on the lips and said “Just say the word and I will call him right now and call off the engagement.”

We had dinner, shared a few more drinks and she ended up spending the night at my apartment. That night we had the most incredible passionate sex we had ever had. That night, as we made love to each other I felt the bond between us stronger than it had ever been. We slept cuddled up in each other’s arms all night. We awoke the next morning and talked in bed for hours and I decided not to ask her to call off her wedding. She asked me why and I said “Because I love you.” She looked at me and said I didn’t make sense. But after thinking about it, I had nothing to offer Jess. We were b*****r and s****r and could only be together in secret and I could never offer her the option to have a f****y.

Jess got married and less than a year later had a beautiful baby girl with her husband. Jess and I always kept in touch. We either texted, emailed or spoke on the phone daily. 2 years later my girlfriend and I also got engaged. My wedding day was fast approaching and one night as I was coming home from the gym I saw my s****r’s car parked in front of my building. It brightened my day because I hadn’t heard from her in several days. She always called, texted or emailed but for the past week she had been distant. I went upstairs to my apartment expecting to see her waiting for me in the hall but then I remembered that Jess had my spare key.

I opened the door to find a trail of Jessica’s clothes leading from the door to my bedroom. I found her on my bed wearing the sexiest bra and panty lace lingerie and a pair of the sexiest heels I had ever seen. She looked stunning; the most beautiful woman in the world was lying half naked on my bed. She got up to greet me with a passionate kiss and said “This is your wedding present.”

Then she kneeled in front of me, took my cock out of my pants and gave the most incredible blowjob followed by an equally incredible fuck session. It started with slow passionate love making and ended in fierce a****listing fucking that left me exhausted. That was the last time me and Jess had sex.

I must confess that 99% of the times I was having sex with my wife I was thinking of Jessica. A few months later my wife and I had a beautiful baby girl. Our k**s eventually grew up and enjoyed playing together. I enjoy my s****r’s company now more than ever. It had been years since we last had sex, but we never failed to call or email each other every day. Having Jess come over and visit was one of the highlights of my weekends.

About a year later Jess and her husband called it quits in a very amicable divorce. As for myself, 2 years after Jessica’s divorce my wife graduated law school, passed the bar, landed a job with a major publishing firm’s legal department and suddenly I wasn’t good enough for her. We had a not so amicable divorce where she pretty much took everything. The only thing she didn’t fight me on was full custody of our daughter. I was literally left on the street with nothing but my daughter and the clothes on my back. Jess asked me to move in with her, she had an entire 3 bedroom house for just her and her daughter. She insisted saying the girls would love living together; and they did, the girls became best friends.

One day the girls decided to go to the movies. Once the girls were out and Jess and I were home alone she threw her arms around me, kissed me and told me to make love to her. It had been close to 10 years since I last made love to Jess. The passion and tension had been building up for all those years just waiting for this day to come. My legs felt weak and I was so nervous and trembling like the very first time I had sex with Jess. I was so nervous that I was having trouble "getting it up". Jess saw my anxiety and lowered head onto my limp cock and began to suck. My heart was racing as I watched my cock limp disappear into her mouth only to come back out a raging rock hard erection. Who needs Viagra with a woman like Jess! It was only seconds when I felt those familiar spasms and I told Jess to stop, I was about to cum. But Jess ignored me and continued until I bursted. I came hard, so hard it hurt and almost made me lose consciousness for a second; but if felt so good. I looked at Jess to find her still sucking my cock with cum on her face and hands.

I had never seen her so beautiful. She was no longer the 19 year old girl sucking her b*****r's cock in our parent's living room. She was a grown established woman, A MILF. She kept sucking and slurping at my cock not letting it go flaccid. She stopped, climbed on top of me and started riding my cocking, bouncing up and down almost impaling herself on me before lowering her face to mine and kissing me. I rolled her onto to her back and our bodies melted into one and we made hot passionate love to each other. I was so lost in the act of making love to Jess that I forgot to pull and started cumming inside her. I started panicking but Jess put me at ease telling me it was OK, she had started taking the pill after I moved in, "just in case". It was the first time I had ever cum inside Jess and it felt great to be able to just kiss and cuddle after sex with my dick still inside her.

With the girls growing up and aware of everything in their surroundings; we agreed to never do anything in the house if the girls were home. It can get a little stressing not being able to express our love to each other even in the privacy of our own home, but that just makes us appreciate the little things we do like grocery shop or cook together and we really really appreciate those very few and far between times when we can be alone. When we finally do get the chance to share a kiss or make love it; is as satisfying and intense as our first time.

When the girls are home we are content with the foot rubs I give Jess everyday while watching the evening news. She enjoys her foot rubs just as much as I enjoy giving them. For now we are content with helping raise each other’s k** and simply enjoy each other's company and enjoy doing the smallest things together. We are happier than any married on earth and I am still the luckiest man in the world to come home every night to the most beautiful woman in the world even if I can't kiss her, hold her or make love to her as often as I'd like to.... Continue»
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Weight: 109 summer/116 winter
Chest: 34-D
Shoe: 7 - 7.5
Education: College Grad
Profession: Hospitality Executive/Manager
Favorite Foods: Dark chocolate bars, chocolate-covered bananas, sushi, chocolate-covered stawberries, creme-filled chocolate eclairs, sausages of dark meat,THICK chocolate milkshakes that I have to SUCK HARD on the straw to get in my mouth...and recently I've become a big fan of coconuts...


About Me:
OK, I guess this is the part where I talk about me and UGH I hate this part!
Well obviously I'm a Southern girl local to GA/KY/TN and YES, I'm very much a Southern Belle! All the way from the sweet tea I drink to my (corny?) Southern accent all the way down to my flip-flops and my toenails that I pant to look like lady-bugs in the summer! I enjoy spending time with my f****y, shopping, going to football games, flirting with tall "dark" strangers, and catching some rays at the lake! I'm just as comfortable in flip-flops/tank-tops/shorts as am dressy sandals/maxi-dresses and business skirts/pantyhose/heels. I love the smell of honeysuckle, fresh-cut grass, clean laundry and the intoxicating "musky" scent of dark skin, especially after it has been active! I love watching shows like CSI and NCIS and HATE reality TV...I love 80's & 90's rock (love NEW WAVE!), Dave Matthews/Hootie/Bruno Mars and HATE new country and Justin Bieber & Nicki Minaj! I love my Tennessee Titans and my Louisville Cardinals, but I've also been traveling quite a bit to GA + SC and am finding myself becoming a fan of those states! Everyone seem so youthful and active and friendly! Very very friendly! Very hospitable and giving...they really like giving...

Anyway,so...what kind of guy am I looking for?
Well, first of all he has to NOT be full of himself (like so many people are nowadays) and be humble, with a strong-sense of awareness but not take himself too seriously. A sense of humour is a MUST (to keep up with ME!) and while income isn't terribly important, I like a man who appreciates what he has and isn't a frivolous spender (unless its on ME LOL)...

And I know this may sound racist, but he needs to be white...
I'm sorry, but that's just the way it needs to be...I've always been brought up to believe to be tolerant and appreciative of all other races for what they bring to the table, but at the end of the day its better to stick with your own kind for marrying and f****y and such.

And as long as we're on the subject of race, I guess this would be a good place to point out that the guy I'm looking for needs to be very tolerant and understanding of my lifestyle...and what lifestyle is that, you ask? Well, DUH, this site IS called CuckMatch.com, right? The white guy that I wind up with will have to understand that I want him as a boyfriend/partner/future husband in name only and just for appearances sake. He would *NOT* be permitted to enjoy a traditional sex-life with me, outside of occasionally masturbating to me. No, all of my sexual energy will be devoted to satisfying (and being satisfied by) the superior male on this planet: the beautiful black man and his lovely large chocolate penis.

Because you see, I left some details out of my likes/dislikes...while I do love going to Titans games and the lake, my absolute favorite thing to do in the world involves black men. OMG, just making eye contact with one and exchanging knowing glances makes my tummy drop...leading to flirting, sending him messages with my body language and light/accidental contact LOL, just "happen" to rub my breast against his arm or my shoe-less foot up his leg "unintentionally" of course...playing each (black) guy differently: am I shy, never-been-with-a-black-guy Mandi who needs to be talked into things, or am I assertive business lady Mandi who knows what she wants and isn't afraid to just come out and ask for it? Am I a college girl? Do I have a boyfriend/fiancee/husband at home? Do I mention that my Daddy would KILL me if he found out?

And its not just about sex: sometimes the flirting is enough. Sometimes the next step (contact, kissing, making out) is enough. But sometimes...sometimes I want, no I NEED more. And THIS leads to my absolute favorite thing on the planet, the one thing I pick if I could only pick one:

Performing oral sex.
On black men.
Specifically:
On their big beautiful mouth-wateringly delicious dark chocolate DICKS!
And on as many as I can.

You see, I have an absolute HUNGER for black men and their fat full dicks. LOVE THEM!
There is simply nothing on the Earth quite as magnificent; nothing looks better, feels better, smells better (the musk of a strange black man's crotch when I get near makes my head spin) and OH YEAH absolutely nothing TASTES BETTER than the salty black skin that is wrapped tightly around a glorious hard black dick.
I love young ones.
I love old ones.
I love skinny ones.
I love fat ones.
I love thugs.
I love businessmen, salesmen, coaches, janitors, dishwashers, soldiers.
I love wealthy athletes as well as lazy n!&&@s who sit around and drink malt liquor and smoke Newports and collect welfare.
I love them one-at-a-time, two-at-a-time, or a whole group standing in line to take a turn with me.
(LOL, my favorite is probably still one-on-one, though)
I don't love light-skinned ones, or mocha, or caramel half-breed Obama ones.
I DO love black as coal ebony men and I absolutely ADORE ones who are really from Africa! Swoons!
(like I said: I'm a real Southern Belle; the kind would would have snuck out to the barn after Massa gone to sl**p to try a taste of that exotic ebony shackled skin!)

Aw, don't get jealous, future boyfriend/husband reading this. I would NEVER marry one or date one or even be seen in a public place with one where people might recognize me. And I would NEVER bring one home to the f****y (that's YOUR job!) No, its all about sex. The best sex in the world. And I think you understand that. I mean, just look at me...then look at them (from the neck down): you have to admit that absolutely nothing looks better on lil ol' me than a big strapping black body! And take my word for it when I say absolutely NOTHING looks better between my luscious red lips than a big hard veiny so-black-its-almost-purple dick!

I mean, just look at their athletes: Kobe Bryant, Michael Jordan, LeBron James, Usain Bolt; beautiful muscular sexy black panthers of men...then look at white athletes; Peyton Manning (who looks like a retarded Frankenstein), Tom Brady (who wears UGGS! Women's fuzzy boots! FAG!), Lance Armstrong (only one ball!)...
Now look at our movie stars: Tom Cruise (a gay midget!) and Johnny Depp (looks like he smells bad, probably can't throw a football), while all I have to do is see Will Smith, Denzel Washington, even Samuel Jackson or Morgan Freeman to make me wet! And don't get me started on Mr T!
And the biggest white musician? Justin Bieber! I don't have to say any more, right?
While THEY have sex gods like Seal, Akon and all those sexy thug rappers like Gucci Mane, etc

So you can't blame me, right?
I mean, if you were me, you'd want to have sex with black guys, too...right?

So here's how it would work:
Like I said, we would be a couple in appearances only. You would not be allowed any of the normal physical sexual pleasures associated with marriage, except for masturbation. If you want to. Or if you don't. I really don't care either way. Just don't do it where I could see (it looks really pathetic) and don't get any on me.

I would maintain a stable of black lovers at my own discretion and choosing. You may recruit candidates for me, but I have the final say on who I fool around with. Well, actually, the black guy in question would have final say because he would be the master while I am the subservient white slave girl to him. You? You would be the gum stuck to the bottom of his shoe, a speck of lint between his precious toes...

Would you be allowed to watch and/or video-tape my love-making sessions with my black studs?
Possibly...but only if HE allows it.
But not all of them. You see, I would have some black lovers on the side that you don't know about. Part of the fun of cheating is the other person NOT knowing, right? Of course we would allow some of my black lovers to stay over at the house (you would give them rides and/or gas money and/or buy their meals if needed) sometimes, but sometimes I will just meet up with one, heck maybe a stranger I just met at the mall or the KFC stand, wherever, whom I decide to have a quickie with. You will not ask where I've been or what I've been doing; if I feel the need, I will tell you, perhaps even let you smell his semen on my breath or give you my come-stained panties.

Yes, I know some cucks enjoy 'cleaning' their white women up afterwards, licking the black man's precious seed off the white woman or even out of her (my) pussy once they are finished. I haven't made my mind up on that one yet. I mixed feelings about, but could possibly allow it to happen after some time.

I do have a major major foot fetish, so that may be an opportunity for you to worship me. You will be expected to learn proper foot massage techniques as well as the ability to perform spa-quality pedicures. I could see allowing you to enjoy the taste and aroma of my feet, perhaps while you masturbate. I would possibly allow you to smell/taste my used panties and/or (especially) used pantyhose that I've worn during sex. But that would be only if our black master allows you to...because really, when you think about it, that's all you really deserve: the sweat, dirt, and smell that collects on the bottom of my perfect precious feet. You should feel honored.

And since we were on the subject of cleaning up superior black semen on or in me, this may be a good time to broach another topic. While I do try to get as many black dicks as I can, I am somewhat selective and most of all SAFE. I am disease-free (regularly tested) and plan on staying that way. Having said that, I will on occasion when I am in a situation I trust, will allow a black lover to come inside me. After performing oral sex, having a black man blast his seed deep inside my eager pussy is probably my next favorite thing. Which leads to...

c***dren.
I am not opposed to having some one day and being a mother. But if it do, it will be from the seed of a black man after a glorious night of FUCKING like wild a****ls. Once again, I'm sure you understand: black men are simply more superior genetically...well, at least physically anyway. The c***d would get my brains and of course you would send him to only the best schools. If/when this happens, the plan would be to: once I realized I was pregnant, IMMEDIATELY fly me to some 3rd world country like Haiti or Jamaica (I could say I was doing "missionary" work LOL! Get it, "missionary"?)...I would magically re-appear 9 or so months later with the new bundle of joy I "adopted" while down there. Good idea, huh? LOL, I actually heard a rumour of some people who did that...

(of course, while down there I would continue to have as much sex as possible with the natives, since I wouldn't have to worry about getting MORE pregnant! Couldn't you just picture your white angel (ME!) on her hands and knees, belly full with a black baby and allowing all the Rastas and tribesmen of the village to stand in line and take their turns either fucking my pussy or my mouth? Wow...)

Well, I think that about covers it for now. I'm sure you have a bunch of questions and I'm sure there's a bunch of stuff still to cover (do you provide me with yoga/pilates/aerobics classes to keep my body perfect and Keigel excercises to keep my pussy tight and fit for my black lovers? YES! Will you ever fuck me? NO!)...but let's stop for now and you can hitmeback with any questions or comments you may have!
Have a great day, may God bless and BLACK POWER!
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Posted by mandilou0303 1 year ago  |  Categories: Fetish, Interracial Sex, Sex Humor  |  Views: 1441  |  
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Finding My Hot Wife Who Loves Foot Fetishes By Hap

I wanted to write about my beautiful, sexy wife. We have been together for 10 years now. Prior to meeting her, I was much like most of you who have foot fetishes. I was self aware of my foot fetish since I was 5 year old. It did not foster in to something more sexual for me until I was a teenager. I never told anyone about my foot fetish or expressed it in any way until I was about 19. When I did finally express it to girlfriends, they would entertain it to a degree, but it never had the same erotic sexual flare for them as it did me until I met my wife.

I did not tell my wife about my foot fetish when I first met her, but she had amazing feet. They were all I ever fantasized about. Sexy wide soles, perfectly tapered toes, nicely arched. Very soft and ticklish. I was scared I would scare her off if I expressed my foot fetish to her. On our first date she took off her sexy heels and flexed her toes and arches while we talked and I was as hard as a rock instantly! However I was at that point in my life tired of being ridiculed for my fetish by girlfriends who would bring it up sometimes in fights or to tease me with. By the way, my personal foot fetish was centered around tickling, massaging, licking soles and toes, and footjobs. I never got in to shoe collecting or dirty feet. None of the more submissive stuff was never my thing. I simply enjoyed the pleasure I gave women through pampering and tickling their feet. But for me, it was an complete aphrodisiac.

One day my wife (who at the time was my girlfriend of about a month) discovered an online profile of mine that had a photo of a girl being tickled on her feet while locked in stocks and asked me what it was about. I had already licked, sucked, and tickled her hot toes and soles some but not at the level I really wanted to. I reluctantly told her that I had a foot / tickle fetish but it was nothing weird. She then told me that she always wanted to date a foot fetish guy, and told me when she was a little younger she used to attend foot fetish parties for side money where guys took turns tickling and worshipping her feet! I thought I had died and gone to heaven! That night I tied and tickled her feet for the first time for hours and she went crazy with laughter and excitement! She was so turned on! It was a driving f***e in her sexuality as it was mine. I had finally by blind happen chance met a woman that loved having her feet tickled and worshipped as much as I loved doing it! I could not believe it! Since then it has been bliss. Sure marriage can be tough at times but I would not give her up for three women or a million dollars. I could never match again what I found and have with her.

So guys, it does exist out there. No matter what age you are, keep the faith. Do not compromise your fetish, do not try to suppress it. You can not deny what and who you are. If you do, starving your fetish will eat at you like a cancer until you start looking for it in other places. It is a perfectly normal and harmless fetish to have. Just keep looking and with a lot of work and patience I believe you will find your match that enjoys foot fetishes as much as you do (an hopefully completes you in every other way).

My wife's feet are posted in my galley and on videos here at xhamster. I hope you enjoy them!

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Posted by cali19 1 year ago  |  Categories: Fetish  |  Views: 253  |  
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My sexy cousin and my attraction to her feet

I got a major foot fetish and Ive been craving my cousins feet really bad. I often masterbate thinking about her pretty teen feet. Well weve been doing blow together for a lil while and I came out about my fetish to her. As we got high it was easy to say things I normally am shy about so I asked to massage her feet. That went well and she enjoyed it so I sucked on her toes. She said it made her pussy wet.I told her I was horny and she was too. She asked me if I thought she was attractive and I said yes. I told her I would love to fuck her but I didnt know how she felt. Well she said "hey weve gone this far just keep it between us" She kissed me and we went from there. I fucked her real good and even got to cum inside her since shes on birth control. All while licking her feet!
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Posted by cedw80 4 years ago  |  Categories: Fetish, First Time, Taboo  |  Views: 547  |  
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my gf first time feet fetish

She discovers my foot feish with her sexy red pain
I'm dating this gorgeous 21 yr old, we'll call her Sarah, who has really indulged my foot fetish. Particularly, she loves it when I cum on her feet after fucking. I thought I would Commit to writing the story of how she discovered my fetish and how well it turned out for me.

It was just a few weeks from when we began dating. We had been out drinking and dancing and came back to my place, late at 2am. As we were through the front door we were kissing passionately. My hands would roam up her legs and squeeze her firm bum while our tongues wrestled.

We could barely contain ourselves before getting to my room. As the door closed she pressed me against it and dropped to her knees. She loves being "naughty" and to her, a girl on her knees blowing hard cock is the epitome of being naughty. She's getting really into the blowjob, moaning while bobbing up and down on my head. I can't take any more of it, I pulled her up and ran my fingers down her back, past her bum and was delighted to find her dripping.

We moved to my desk, where she can comfortably lean over while standing and I can enter her from behind. I'm quite big, about 20cm, so we almost always take it slow the first time I enter her in a fuck session, but I was too turned on and impatient. I rammed into her and she gasped out a sound somewhere between surprise, pleasure and a little pain.

We fucked like this till her legs ached, and moved to the bed for a different position. She lay on her back and rested her ankles on my shoulders to "rest her legs" while I would slowly rock in and out of her. It should be mentioned that at this stage in our relationship she had no idea of my foot fetish. For me this position was the ultimate in arousing my fetish desires. Her sexy size 6.5 feet were so close to my lips all I wanted to do was pop her big toe in my mouth and pound my cock in her pussy. We fucked like this for a 10 minutes or so, until she pulled me on top of her so she could kiss me while we fucked.

Our pace increased, she started to breathe deeper and moan louder. I nibbled on her ear and whispered, "Cum for me, baby". She climaxed. Loudly. I continued to grind my body slowly, giving her that slow steady pressure on her clit while she came down from the orgasm high.

She realized that I hadn't cum yet, and in that cute new girlfriend kind of way asked me, "Mmmmm that was SOOOOO good, baby, what can I do to return the favour?". Always a great thing to hear from a beautiful woman. I didn't have the courage to confess my bursting desire to cum on her sexy red painted toes. I simply told her that I wanted to carry on fucking with her feet on my shoulders.

She gave me a quizzical look, like she was trying to piece something out or like maybe she was working something out. I got a little nervous. Maybe I should have asked for a titjob or something. Before I could dwell on it, the moment passed and she was excited that I was fucking her again. She was grabbing my thighs and encouraging me, "That's it baby, fuck me. Fuck me good. MMmmmmmm your cock feels so good in me." She knew how much dirty talk turns me on and was milking it for all it was worth.

I was getting into it, getting close to cumming, and moving pretty fast in and out of her hot pussy. Her right foot slipped from my shoulder and those heavenly toes brushed against my jaw. I instantly moaned at the pleasure of her sexy foot coming so close to my lips. I had to slow down to prolong the pleasure.

She picked up on it right away, with one orgasm ahead of me she was thinking clearly, putting together little moments from our whole dating history. Stares that lasted a little too long. Complements that were too perceptive to a pedicure or new shoe. Her eyes sparkled and she moaned, "Yesss, baby that's it , fuck me." She took her foot and deliberately ran it down my shoulder onto my chest. My reaction was immediate. I started to shake and moan. She took her big toe and started to trace it along my chest and up on to my face.

She was loving it. She was overcome with how she was controlling my body. Her eyes where on fire as she slipped her big toe into my mouth and moaned out, "Suck on my toes, baby. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Yeah that feels good."

I nearly died. Years of repressing my urges slid away as I fucked this gorgeous minx and passionately licked, sucked and kissed her foot. She was moaning loudly now, spurring me on, "Mmmmm baby, I never knew how kinky you were...This feels so goooood. I love that you're sucking my toes. That's it baby, fuck me harder. Mmmmmm harder baby."

I was approaching a powerful orgasm and she could feel it. As I was cresting the orgasm she looked me dead in the eyes, started biting her lip and with her sexiest voice said, "Don't cum yet baby, I want you to cover my feet with your cum."

That did it. I pulled out instantly feeling my orgasm rising up in me. In one motion, I fell back on my knees and she brought down those sexy feet with red toes right underneath my throbbing cock. The moment it made contact with my swelling head, I exploded. My cum was shooting out, arc after arc, covering those gorgeous feet with white hot cum. She squealed in satisfaction, "Baby this is so much cum! I love how it feels baby, it's so hot."

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Posted by cokx 2 years ago  |  Categories: Fetish  |  Views: 506  |  
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My mother in law

I wanted to share my escapades with my mil to see if there is any interest or people with similar stories. A little background before I start, My mil is 69 and I am 45. We have known each other for over 30 years and have always been close. I first met her as a teenager and always admired her looks as she was a very hot woman back in the day. Her son and I were good friends in school, and later in life I ended up marrying his s****r. Anyway one night several months ago my wife was out of town on business and I was home alone for the weekend. It turned out fil went on a fishing trip at the same time so I invited her up to eat dinner with me. She showed up dressed in white capri pants and a turquoise blouse with a nice low cut that showed her breasts nicely. She had been tanning and her brown skin contrasted with her clothing in a way I like. Having a major foot fetish I checked out her feet and she had her nails painted showcasing them in white sandals. I must have spent too much time checking her out because when I looked up she was smiling at me with a knowing look. I quickly gave her a hug and a peck on the cheek (being careful not to press my growing erection against her) and put the dinner on the table.
We ate and talked about the usual things and after we had finished we put the dishes in the dishwasher and went out to the patio to have a drink. The whole time we were sitting outside I couldn't stop looking at her calves and feet. Finally after another round of alcohol I got up the nerve and told her how good she looked, after a few moments she raised a leg and arched her foot in a seductive way and said; you like my feet don't you. Oh yeah was my immediate reply. Feeling emboldened by the alcohol buzzing in my ears i said I think your pretty damn hot. She looked at me for what seemed like an eternity and asked me if I was d***k. Hell no I stammered out i've always thought that. She smiled and said i'm glad someone thinks that, I feel very old. Well I replied your holding up pretty good from where i'm sitting. You want to go in and watch some tv she asked? I thought I had just screwed the pooch and could only say sure.
After going inside we sat on the couch and I found American idol so we settled back to watch. Much to my joy she snuggled up against me so I put my arm around her and we sat there like that for a while. She smelled so good and her warm skin had my cock straining against my jeans, I was dying to taste her, to feel her soft body pressed against me. It was delicious torture. I knew she could see and sense my discomfort but she didn't let on for 10 or 15 minutes, finally she asked me; do you really find me that attractive? I took her hand and placing it on my aching manhood and whispered yes i do. She didn't move her hand so I bent my head over and kissed her, pulling her tight. She let out a soft moan and passionately kissed me back, squeezing my cock through my jeans. The petting continued for several minutes until she broke away and said lets go to the spare bedroom. I practically leaped from the couch and led her by the hand, my head whirling with excitement and anticipation. Kicking off her sandals she laid back on the bed and raised her arms to me. I quickly shed my jeans and shirt then laid beside her and pulled her to me. Her hand went into my boxers and freed my aching shaft, I could feel the precum smeared against my belly as she slickly stroked it. Gasping from the sensation I pulled away before I blew my top and started undressing her. Things are kind of fuzzy from here on as it all was a blur of activity, but Ill give it a try. I remember pulling her pants and panties off and kissing my way up her thighs until i had her clitoris between my lips. she was arching her back and grinding her mound into my face as she had a very powerful orgasm. She shook and moaned as her body jerked in time to the suction I had on her clit. finally she pushed me off her rather sweet pussy and said enough just hold me for a minute. I laid on my back and placing her head on my chest she said thank you that was wonderful. Yes it was I chuckled and there's more to come. Looking up at me she said ; its been years since ive been held like this and jack has never eaten me like that. It turns out fil hadn't been able to get an erection for several years and she had been without a man the entire time. I kissed her as tenderly as I could and said well i'm more than happy to take care of you.
Yes I did make love to her and she was suprisingly tight. Yes her skin is wrinkled and her breasts sag, yet she is a vibrant woman and one of the best lovers ive ever had. I have explored her body, and sucked her sexy little toes as I work my self inside her. Yes she is getting old, but we have made love several times the past few months, and I have no intention of stopping. Some of you may say im sick, or a bastard but I really don't care. No we're not ignorant, retarded, or live on welfare. She is a retired professional, and a very classy lady. I myself work in a profitable profession as well. I'm not a writer and don't claim to be. i just wanted to share my experience with all of you, and hopefully you will keep an open mind.... Continue»
Posted by wanttoshare 4 years ago  |  Categories: Mature, Taboo  |  Views: 4643  |  
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She discovers my foot feish with her sexy red pain

I'm dating this gorgeous 21 yr old, we'll call her Sarah, who has really indulged my foot fetish. Particularly, she loves it when I cum on her feet after fucking. I thought I would Commit to writing the story of how she discovered my fetish and how well it turned out for me.

It was just a few weeks from when we began dating. We had been out drinking and dancing and came back to my place, late at 2am. As we were through the front door we were kissing passionately. My hands would roam up her legs and squeeze her firm bum while our tongues wrestled.

We could barely contain ourselves before getting to my room. As the door closed she pressed me against it and dropped to her knees. She loves being "naughty" and to her, a girl on her knees blowing hard cock is the epitome of being naughty. She's getting really into the blowjob, moaning while bobbing up and down on my head. I can't take any more of it, I pulled her up and ran my fingers down her back, past her bum and was delighted to find her dripping.

We moved to my desk, where she can comfortably lean over while standing and I can enter her from behind. I'm quite big, about 20cm, so we almost always take it slow the first time I enter her in a fuck session, but I was too turned on and impatient. I rammed into her and she gasped out a sound somewhere between surprise, pleasure and a little pain.

We fucked like this till her legs ached, and moved to the bed for a different position. She lay on her back and rested her ankles on my shoulders to "rest her legs" while I would slowly rock in and out of her. It should be mentioned that at this stage in our relationship she had no idea of my foot fetish. For me this position was the ultimate in arousing my fetish desires. Her sexy size 6.5 feet were so close to my lips all I wanted to do was pop her big toe in my mouth and pound my cock in her pussy. We fucked like this for a 10 minutes or so, until she pulled me on top of her so she could kiss me while we fucked.

Our pace increased, she started to breathe deeper and moan louder. I nibbled on her ear and whispered, "Cum for me, baby". She climaxed. Loudly. I continued to grind my body slowly, giving her that slow steady pressure on her clit while she came down from the orgasm high.

She realized that I hadn't cum yet, and in that cute new girlfriend kind of way asked me, "Mmmmm that was SOOOOO good, baby, what can I do to return the favour?". Always a great thing to hear from a beautiful woman. I didn't have the courage to confess my bursting desire to cum on her sexy red painted toes. I simply told her that I wanted to carry on fucking with her feet on my shoulders.

She gave me a quizzical look, like she was trying to piece something out or like maybe she was working something out. I got a little nervous. Maybe I should have asked for a titjob or something. Before I could dwell on it, the moment passed and she was excited that I was fucking her again. She was grabbing my thighs and encouraging me, "That's it baby, fuck me. Fuck me good. MMmmmmmm your cock feels so good in me." She knew how much dirty talk turns me on and was milking it for all it was worth.

I was getting into it, getting close to cumming, and moving pretty fast in and out of her hot pussy. Her right foot slipped from my shoulder and those heavenly toes brushed against my jaw. I instantly moaned at the pleasure of her sexy foot coming so close to my lips. I had to slow down to prolong the pleasure.

She picked up on it right away, with one orgasm ahead of me she was thinking clearly, putting together little moments from our whole dating history. Stares that lasted a little too long. Complements that were too perceptive to a pedicure or new shoe. Her eyes sparkled and she moaned, "Yesss, baby that's it , fuck me." She took her foot and deliberately ran it down my shoulder onto my chest. My reaction was immediate. I started to shake and moan. She took her big toe and started to trace it along my chest and up on to my face.

She was loving it. She was overcome with how she was controlling my body. Her eyes where on fire as she slipped her big toe into my mouth and moaned out, "Suck on my toes, baby. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Yeah that feels good."

I nearly died. Years of repressing my urges slid away as I fucked this gorgeous minx and passionately licked, sucked and kissed her foot. She was moaning loudly now, spurring me on, "Mmmmm baby, I never knew how kinky you were...This feels so goooood. I love that you're sucking my toes. That's it baby, fuck me harder. Mmmmmm harder baby."

I was approaching a powerful orgasm and she could feel it. As I was cresting the orgasm she looked me dead in the eyes, started biting her lip and with her sexiest voice said, "Don't cum yet baby, I want you to cover my feet with your cum."

That did it. I pulled out instantly feeling my orgasm rising up in me. In one motion, I fell back on my knees and she brought down those sexy feet with red toes right underneath my throbbing cock. The moment it made contact with my swelling head, I exploded. My cum was shooting out, arc after arc, covering those gorgeous feet with white hot cum. She squealed in satisfaction, "Baby this is so much cum! I love how it feels baby, it's so hot."

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Posted by newtothescene23 2 years ago  |  Categories: Fetish, First Time  |  Views: 336  |  
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Birth of a pantyhose fetish

Part of what I find erotic is the pursuit of the feeling you got in your belly those very first times you were sexually turned on. What was turning you on and how intense and erotic it was as your hands were shaking and you were all nervous and aroused. Probably similar to d**g addicts always trying to get that first buzz feeling. For me it was, and always has been, pantyhose. Not stockings and that, but nude or suntan pantyhose. Probably a symptom of growing up in the 70's. I don't even really like black pantyhose that much. But to me writing is what gets me off, and this is all true stuff about my life in pantyhose. I have no reason to lie about any of this. As a matter of fact, these stories I'm going to write arent' that sensational, like Penthouse forum stories, so you probably WON'T have a hard time believing their validity. Also, since I'm writing these to turn myself on, then why would I embellish? Those true first time memories are as strong an erotic image as one can have since they're products of your own mind.

A little bit about me. I'm a white male in my mid 40's. I grew up in a medium sized midwestern town and went to school in the 70's and 80's. I'm not a very big guy at 5'8" and 165, but I was always extrememely athletic and all throughout my school years I was always a varsity wrestler and hockey player and runner. I'm also pretty good looking and always had good looking girlfriends and basically had a great adolescence. This is about my sex life however, but that plays into it as I always had willing girls to participate in my panythose fetish. Looking back, I always had the 'power' to make it more grandiose, but feeling wierd about having a pantyhose fetish always made me sheepish about asking for TOO much participation lest they think I was a perv. boy. Oh to know then what I know now, but isn't it always that way? I mean I had these girls that literally would have done anything for me, and I only occasionally asked them to dress up for me. As a matter of fact, it was usually when they already had their pantyhose on and I just asked that they leave them on for a while during foreplay. And since it was the 70's and 80's, girls didn't wear skirts or dresses without hose.

Also, I have a pretty good sized penis. It's not John Holmes, or even some of the hogs I see on here. But it's a good 7 1/2" - 8" and looks big on me since I'm not a big guy (look up my photos in my profile). Also, I like sheer to waist, nude or suntan pantyhose and tights. Once again, I have no idea why, but I imagine it was all the aerobics and skating and shit that my hometown was famous for. You'd see moms everywhere in their toast colored tights and leotards going to aerobics and since we had a skating rink and I played hockey, there were always figure skaters running around. So I like what I like. I also like sheer toe hosiery. Once again, product of my times. The outfit of the days was nude pantyhose and those shoes called Candies, so the girls didn't wear reinf***ed toes, nor did the teachers; the good looking ones anyways. You did have the old ladies that wore their reinf***ed toes proudly, but I didn't like those.

So I was a good looking, popular, jocky k**. But with a major pantyhose fetish that I felt I had to hide. That led to some crazy times when I was either a) home alone, or b) babysitting or something where I had access to the lady of the houses' pantyhose drawer. So that's my backstory and now I want to talk about the beginning; all the way back to my c***dhood. Then I'm going to put some pantyhose on and start writing of the 'milestone' pantyhose happenings of my life. Most all of them are with girls. However, since I was 'alone with my fetish', I felt there was something wrong with me and 'was I gay?'. I didn't feel like it. However, since I was a very fit young man with a raging, large penis, I spent simply so many hours masturbating in front of mirrors and things to look at my panytyhose, that the sight of an erect penis in pantyhose or tights, really turns me on. Probably conditioning from so much time seeing that image. Also in the early Leg Show magazines, the pantyhose girl always had a nice penis to play with. So it was all part of it. I did act on that a few times (only masturbation and fellatio), but always ended up back hounding after women. But when lots or your erotic times are in the seedy parts of town in the adult bookstores, then you are exposed to a lot of erect penises! Just the way it is. And I would get so horned up, I often times let another man suck me if I had pantyhose on and would occasionally experiment with them but that's for some later stories.

So how did this all happen? I haven't a clue. I remember when I was a little k**. I was raised by a single mom and a s****r and I had some time to play by myself in my room. I don't know why, but running around my room and playing in my white socks and underwear, all tight and pulled tight, gave me butterflies and felt different than just playing normally. I did this for a while in my youth. God knows how long. I actually didn't even have a desire to even do anything with pantyhose yet. My mom wore them all the time, as did my grandmother, but I always thought they felt odd in the laundry basket. Sort of scratchy and not appealing. I imagine it was that I like the look of them on girls so much that I pushed past my 'non desire' for nylon to actualy put a pair on. It also probably had to do with the fact that pantyhose were getting much smoother and stretchier right about that time.

So for a huge part of my youth, I would sneak pantyhose out of my mom's 'old pantyhose bag'. I think every woman had one of those back then. I don't know if it was because they were luxury items back in the war day or what, but literally every woman's closet I had a chance to pillage in my youth had a plastic bag, shoe box, old purse or something of all their pantyhose and stockings that only had a snag or a single run or whatever. Pantyhose were literally every damn where and that was OK with me. Hell, here recently at an open house I went through. I went upstairs (I wasn't there for pantyhose for God's sake!) and in the walk in closet there were two canvas shoulder bags bursting with pantyhose and tights. So some women STILL do it. I stole both of them by dropping them out the window and getting them when I left. It was over three dozen pairs of hose.

So I would put on my mom's old pantyhose and just play in my room. I would get that butterfly feeling and would even get erections, although I was so young I didn't know what to do yet; I only knew I felt very excited. So that happened from probably age 5 to age 11 or 12. By that age, I was literally soaking the front of the pantyhose with pre cum. I would produce so much since I was literally aroused for hours sometimes that it would actually run down to my scrotum! Still I had no urge to masturbate or have fantasies or antyhing that I remember. So fast forward to about 5th or 6th grade. Piano lessons. Since my s****r and I both had the lessons, I had to wait out in this single ladies (she wasn't hot, very plain) living room while my s****r had her half hour. So I got to pillage! Well she was plain and didn't wear nice pantyhose. All I could find were some very cheap pantyhose that were bought from like Woolworth or somewhere that were not a brand name. They had the panty, the toes and they were also all nylon and had no spandex. But, they were all mine! So that night I put them on in bed. I remember being very wet and hard when I went to bed. Well I went to sl**p and woke up about 2 hours later. The front of my pantyhose were soaked with pre cum and my penis was so hard it was standing off my stomach like I was flexing it hard. I was obviously about to 'wet dream'. I touched my penis and squeezed it. Then came the best feeling I'd ever had. I had my first ejaculation. It was scary and awesome since I'd never had one. I knew what it was though and wanted to do it over and over.

Well I cleaned up and the fun was only about to get started! I slept in pantyhose many, many times for the next year or so, but couldn't always get myself to orgasm, so the memories are spotty until about the 7th grade. That's when I got really cranked up, and those are the memories I'm going to write in detail about.

Please let me know if these stories are erotic to anyone. I imagine another pantyhose fetishist will read them with great interest as I think all of us "normal guys" that have this fetish had similar experiences. My hope is to give myself much material to remember and masturbate to. I am one of the lucky ones who has a wife that doesn't think a pantyhose fetish is weird at all. As a matter of fact, she wears them a lot and almost always for sex. She's cool. The funny thing is though, I don't have much of an urge to wear when she's around! I actually prefer it to have the woman have the pantyhose on. I pretty much only wear when she's not around and I want to get off. She likes it when I wear, but not like I do on her, so that's only happened once or twice over the years. But as any self respecting pantyhose fetishist can tell you; it doesn't matter how much you get laid, there's always time to put on some hose and be by yourself. Don't know why, I just know it's that way.

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Posted by rob7121 4 years ago  |  Categories: Fetish, First Time, Masturbation  |  Views: 741  |  
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major foot fetish

i love men's feet! i'm over 35 & i've turned into a dirty sock sniffer. i don't know how it escalated to this level. i've stolen friends dirty socks, never got caught! i've become so brazen that now after i sl**p with some one i ask them for something to remember them by, an article of clothing,their socks, to their reply,they're probably stinky.Then i think to myself, God I Hope So!... Continue»
Posted by bboiblack 4 years ago  |  Categories: Fetish, Gay Male, Taboo  |  Views: 292

Her foot aroma

Your smelly feet

I can relive every second of my many sexual encounters with JR because the aroma her feet put off when she is excited is that musky female scent that always sends my orgasm over the edge so quickly that I have to refrain from smelling them deeply until I am sure I want to cum.

She is always a willing participant in any sort of foot play I include in our lovemaking. She loves that I adore her feet and it is a turn on for her that my cock gets hard just from the sight or smell of her perfect feet. Her feet are a perfect size 10 and she always has a very nice sexy pedicure. Of course being an unselfish lover, I make sure she is properly taken care of before I indulge my foot fetish with her perfectly scented toes. She is a multiple orgasm lover that has female ejaculations with each orgasm. Although that is for another story, I will say that I love it when she comes in my mouth while I’m licking and kissing her swollen clit. Afterwards, she allows me to do anything I want, and her feet are always part of my play.
While most foot fetish fantasies are about getting their cock stroked with feet, mine is more into the smell and taste of her feet. Obviously, I never want them washed, and I prefer to have them after being in her work shoes all day. They are always soft on the soles, and have that musky aroma every time….EVERY time! When I get to have my way with her, I take my time and enjoy the seconds like they were hours. My favorite thing currently is kneeling next to her naked body and her feet in my hands and up to my face when I want them as she strokes my cock with her soft hands. I’m not usually a toes sucker, but I love to have her two smallest toes in my mouth at the same time, and she surprisingly finds this terribly titillating as well. In my mind I can feel the softness of her hands easily playing with my now fluttering cock as her aromatic feet are rubbing all over my face and my nose gets that aroma all at once. My body cannot almost process all this pleasure and I have to decide how to finish this, not that I am in any hurry. The last time, she could tell by the head of my cock getting harder with her touch that I was about to explode and deplored that I please put my cock in her wet pussy as she thought she was about to come again. I knelt in front of her, and the head of my cock was just brushing the wet fur surrounding her love hole. Fantastic feeling and I feared I may cum prematurely right then, but I did get the head of my cock inside her, and I stopped there and lifted her left foot to my face to take in that wonderful sexy aroma all while my rock hard cock was just inside her wet and warm pussy. Small strokes with the flanged head of my cock on her swollen clit and and my nose taking in that wonderful foot odor that I love. Her orgasm surprised me, and she squirted all over my cock that was just on the edge of her pussy….I was so turned on by her sudden orgasm that my cock exploded all over the outer lips of her pussy and it must have been the third or fourth spurt that I finally calmed down enough to still enjoy her feet in my face……. ... Continue»
Posted by catsman11 6 months ago  |  Categories: Fetish  |  Views: 107  |  
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A locker room fetish story.

It's safe to say I was a pretty well known k** at my high school. Every teacher knew me, k**s I didn't know said hey to me as I walked by, girls stopped and stared, whispered in each others' ears, the usual stuff you could expect of a varsity football player.. Even though everybody may have thought they knew me, they really didn't have the slightest clue about who I was...or what it was that turned me on the most.

Nearly everyday I'd stay late after school in the weightroom, keeping up the jock persona, and nobody ever questioned my motives. They just thought I wanted to lift, when really I was just biding my time, waiting until everybody was gone from the school besides the janitors. My high school had three stories, and the janitors always started by cleaning the top floor. I usually had about 45 minutes to an hour alone in the bottom floor of the school....which just so happened to be where the girls' locker rooms were..and I just so happened to have a copy of every combination of every lock in the school.

Being a well known football player had its perks. My coaches frequently let me into their office to watch game film, look through workouts, work on plays, etc. After getting bored of the daily football routine, I decided to browse through the coach's desk, and boy did I find the jackpot. A folder full of every pad-lock number and combination in the high school. I didn't want to leave a trace, so I photo-copied every single page in that folder, and put it back. I knew then, it was time for the fun to begin... ;].

Our high school had three locker rooms for girls. One attached to the pool for swimmers and gym class, one in the weight room for the dance team, and one for the volleyball and girls basketball players. I first began exploring in the locker room close to the pool. I stayed after hours like usual, and when the coast was clear, I snuck in carefully with my folder full of combinations. I was so nervous about being caught I was shaking. After a few minutes of being in there alone, I finally relaxed enough to start checking out lockers. The smell of that locker room would've been enough for me to masturbate too, but I had a different motive..

I love feet, shoes, socks, anything a girl's sweaty foot has touched, I go crazy for.. and what better place than a locker room? The first time I snuck in, I'll never forget. I was looking for somebody specific's locker. We were friends, not great friends but decent enough that we'd talked a few times, had class together, etc. She had the most perfect feet I'd ever seen in my life..and I knew I had to have them somehow. I couldn't tell her, or anybody, it would've trashed my reputation.. So I set out to find her locker first. After a few minutes of searching, I saw it. My fingers were shaking, my hands sweaty as I put in the combination to her lock. After carefully putting it in and hearing that distinct "click" of the lock opening, I knew I was in the clear. I carefully opened the locker, and inhaled the scent that was trapped inside.. Perfection. I searched through a pile of her clothes, and found her shoes, still filled with a sweaty pair of gym socks. I shoved the shoes to my nose and took a huge whiff..and my cock immediately swelled in my pants. The smell was perfect, sweet and pungent and delicious. I stuffed her sock in my mouth and pulled out my cock. I began stroking, softly at first and then faster and faster, the smell of her delicious feet filling my nose. It felt so damn good, I came within a minute. I cleaned up my load, stuffed her socks in my pocket, closed up her locker and ran out of the locker room.

This tradition carried on nearly every day for years. I branched out, began exploring new girl's shoes, and was pleased every time. I began paying attention to every girl's feet in the school, seeing whose were the best and then finding their locker, and masturbating to the sweet smell of their sweaty feet and toes. For every girl's feet I masturbated to, I stole something out of her locker, be it a single sock, a pair of socks, underwear occasionally, and even several pairs of shoes. II never got caught by the administration..but one day, a girl walked in on me..and what happened next is a memory I'll cherish forever.

This particular time I snuck into the girls' volleyball locker room. There was a volleyball player named Shannon, who I'd always admired at a distance. We knew each other, but not personally. Picture this: dirty blonde, about 5'6, those famous perfect volleyball player legs and big ass, good sized tits, gorgeous face, and perfect feet to top it all off. She was literally the definition of perfection in my eyes, and I masturbated about her every day. I've never had a problem talking to girls, but if I ever tried to talk to her I choked up, my sentences wouldn't come out right.. So I eventually decided masturbating about her with her sweaty volleyball shoes in my face was enough. So that's exactly what I was doing, when everything changed.

The girl's volleyball locker room had two sets of doors, and I heard the first one open. My heart sank, and I knew I had to act fast. I put her shoes back in her locker, pulled up my pants and hid around a corner, hoping nobody would check behind the shower wall.. The second set of doors opened, but I didn't hear anything...then I heard her voice. "Why the hell is my locker open..?..Hello?" I didn't say anything. "Is somebody in here..?" I didn't say anything. I heard footsteps walking around the locker room, and I knew I had two choices. Run, or stay and hope she didn't catch me. I ran..but wow was my timing bad. Right as she turned around, I was making my break for it. "What the hell?" She asked, obviously surprised.. "Uh...Hey..." I said, scared, nervous, and embarrassed. "What were you doing?" She demanded of me. "Well...umm... I was...uh..."....I didn't know what to say, but somehow, she did. "Were you...my...were you in my locker..?" She asked. I nodded. "I didn't leave my shoes like that after practice...were you..?" She stopped. I nodded. "Interesting.." she said. I was semi shocked. I didn't know where this was going to go at all...and then a smile crept over her face. "You were smelling my shoes, weren't you?" I nodded. "That's kind of sexy.." she winked at me. I was shocked. My mouth fell open..and my cock throbbed in my pants. She noticed, and slowly walked up to me. She had been working out by the looks of her.. probably up in our seldom used cardio room. She was glistening with sweat, wearing a sports bra and spandex shorts. My cock kept growing. She came closer..closer..and then she was on me.. pressed close..my cock was pressed up tight against her perfect legs. She felt it and smiled. "Why didn't you just tell me?..Because I've been thinking about you for a long time. I've seen the way you watch me. I was always waiting for you to make the first move.." she said, as her hand slid down to my pants..I somehow managed to splurt out.. "I thought you wouldn't like me.." and then her mouth was on mine. The sweet taste of her tongue moving against mine. I pulled her closer..then pressed her up against a locker. My hands moved to her ass, hers moved up and down my cock. She was sweaty and I loved it. I moved to pull her shirt off and she let me. She unbuttoned my pants, and I let them fall. I couldn't believe what was happening. We ended up on the floor. Kissing. Touching. Rubbing. I was kissing up and down her neck as she moaned and kissed my ear. The next thing I knew she was whispering "fuck me...fuck me"..then screaming "fuck me!" I pulled my shirt off, and she slid her spandex over her perfect legs.. and without me even having to ask, unlaced her shoes. I pulled her feet to my face. I breathed in deep and my cock grew even more. God they were amazing. Sweet and sweaty and perfect. She moaned in pleasure, obviously enjoying it..I slid into her wet pussy..in and out, in and out. She moaned loudly, and her toes curled in pleasure. I pulled her socks off and inhaled her feet. I almost came right then..I don't know how I didn't..I just wanted to keep giving it to her and giving it to her. I pumped in and out and she arched her back, her fingers dug into my hips. I moved my tongue all around her feet, through her toes, up and down her soles. She screamed out "I'm coming!" and I let myself go. I've never had a bigger orgasm in my life. I pulled her as close as I could and came deep inside of her to the smell of her feet and the sound of her moans of pleasure....and when we both finished coming..we laid there together, our bodies as one. I let her legs go and I put my head on her chest, and she wrapped her legs around my waist.... We were both in shock, but both still so turned on that even though I had just come, I felt myself growing hard inside of her again. We fucked again.. slowly, intimately, savoring each others' bodies.. We had sex three different times in the course of one night...until we both had nothing left..then we just laid there together, embracing, kissing. It was late by that point, and we knew we had to leave even though we both wanted to stay. We threw our clothes back on, and walked out of the locker room. We went down to the parking lot, both still surprised about what had happened.. She looked at me and asked.."so, is this gonna happen again..?" I looked at her and smiled. "As long as the foot fetish part stays between us." She giggled and said "If you keep fucking me like that, I won't tell a soul." I smiled, and we kissed, long and hard.

We've been having sex ever since, and she hasn't told anybody about my fetish.. Can't get much better than that ;].


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Posted by Lowdiddy09 2 years ago  |  Categories: Fetish, Masturbation, Taboo  |  Views: 1544  |  
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Real encounters: 'foot f*cked' by a seni

This is a true story of an office experience that happened to me about 10 years ago (before I was married I hasten to add). As I have never told any one about it before, I like the idea of sharing it anonymously.

I was between boyfriends and working as a float PA at a city law firm. I didn’t like the job at all, neither the people or the general atmosphere. The pay and perks were OK but having only done 6 months, I was already interviewing for another job.

As is common, it seems in any professional services firm in London – you get lots of unwanted attention if you are young and unmarried. In fairness, most of it is harmless and I’m sure it’s been happening since the beginning of time anyway. I don’t mind occasional banter but I do not flirt with older men in the office or look for relationships with colleagues. Just not my thing.

My duties that day were to cover for a PA who was on her honeymoon and I was having to PA for her boss who was a Partner in the firm and something of a big cheese. He was young-ish as they go, about 40, quite tall and broad, ex-army I think (the posh type, rather than the squaddie type). He was married with two c***dren.

Anyway… it was a Friday afternoon and I had to minute a conference call that he was on with other partners (lawyers) in the European offices. I think it was led by Germany and there were people from France and Italy also on the call. I remain convinced to this day that I didn’t need to be there as there wasn’t really anything to minute. Most of the call was someone in the German office droning on and on. Boring.

So we were in his private office and the shutters were down as they usually are. There weren’t that many people around the wider office anyway. We were at the little round table with four chairs, the starphone was in the centre and we sat opposite one another.

We were about 15 minutes into the call and I rather nonchalantly sighed (mostly under my breath) and kind of slouched back in my chair and stuck my legs out. Didn’t give it much thought when I was doing it – it was really a somewhat unsubtle sign that I didn’t want to be there and that I thought this was a waste of time. I had had very little actual conversation with this partner whilst covering him, as he was mostly in meetings and all of our correspondence was done by email, it seemed.

Next thing I knew, he’d pulled a similar pose, he’d stretched out his legs and one of them was actually positioned inside my own outstretched legs, just touching mine. Wasn’t a big deal. My initial reaction was to pull back – because it felt like an invasion of personal space – which it was. But just as I was inclined to do that – something in my mind said “no, why should I move my legs just because he’s trying to invade my space. I’m not budging”.

And so I didn’t move. The call continued. Probably 60 seconds or so went by and I felt an extremely gradual increase in pressure from his leg. Initially I thought I might have been imagining it but it subtly became more pronounced, until his leg was quite firmly pushed against mine.

The next thing I knew, his leg was ever so slowly moving against mine, like he was raising his leg off the ground a bit and his trouser leg was brushing against my tights (like most of the girls I wore a short skirt and as it was winter, dark black tights).

Again, my initial thought was “I really need to pull away from this” but again – something in my mind said “no, why the hell should I”. As a bit of context – I’d been single for about 3 months (which for me, at that time, was quite a lengthy period). So yes, I did feel that I had a certain amount of ‘latent arousal’ within me I suppose.

So I let him continue.

The next thing I knew, he had slipped off his right shoe and was using his foot to rub up and down my leg. It felt good. I wasn’t looking at him, my eyes were fixed on the starphone on the table and the droning German voice, but I started to enjoy the sensation of it. It was becoming quite rhythmic and I liked the feel of it. I could feel the arousal and the heat building, deep between my legs.

I shifted slightly in my seat, spreading my legs a little wider. No sooner had I done this then his leg and his foot suddenly became much more exploratory. He too now shifted his chair so we were sitting more to the side of the table, without the stem of the table between us. We were closer.

His foot had now moved all the way up, above my thighs, and his toes were rubbing and probing my crotch. For the first time in what felt like months I began to feel really horny. That feeling where it’s in the pit of your stomach and you want to arch your back and let yourself go. I could feel the dampness spreading between my legs and that slightly dizzy / swooning feeling I usually get.

The next bit is embarrassing and I am only mentioning it because this is at least anonymous and so I don’t really care how embarrassing it is. But I was wearing what I call my ‘Bridget Jones’ knickers because it was TOTM (that time of the month!) which I was pretty much at the end of, and I was wearing a sanitary towel. It was dawning on me that although I was potentially open to being ‘foot fucked’, I would need to do something about removing the towel (and my knickers).

So I slowly got up and walked to the other end of his office. The offices on that floor are L shaped and the lower bit of the L is where the desk is, and the open plan bit where the starphone was, is on the longer bit of the L. So I simply stood up slowly and walked to the desk area, which is essentially around the corner. I mouthed ‘be right back’ to him as I moved (I still couldn’t look him in the eye).

I got to the desk area (the desk was almost totally bare, they have a clear desk policy) but the printer on his desk had a couple of print-outs on it and I picked up the top sheet. It was his diary print out for the following day. With a bit of jiggling, I was able to pull down my knickers. I folded the sanitary towel in the paper (it was starting to unfold but not a great deal I could do) and I put it carefully into the bin under his desk, underneath a sandwich wrapper. I folded my ‘Bridget Jones’ knickers and actually put them into my blouse (I had no pockets).

I returned to the table and just kind of nodded. I think he was looking at me but I still had that heart pounding nervous slightly sick feeling because it all felt a bit too surreal. I hadn’t done anything like this before.

I sat back down in a similar position with my legs fairly widely apart and stared again at the phone, attempting to concentrate on what was being said.

This time as his foot came toward me, I saw that he’d taken the sock off. I do not have, and never have had, a ‘foot fetish’ but I do pay a lot of attention to a man’s hands (and his feet) more generally. Guys with ugly hands, bitten back nails, peeling skin, warts, etc, are a massive turn off for me. Feet aren’t so dissimilar. ‘Gnarled’ feet/nails are a massive turn off.

Thankfully – his foot looked perfectly decent. Smooth, nails nicely cut and short, a wisp of blonde hair on the top of the foot, etc. So I let him continue. The next thing I knew – in what felt like a fraction of a second – his toes had moved up my legs, over my thighs and they were probing me. I hadn’t shaved ‘down there’ in a while and I could feel the friction of his toes rubbing me. By now I was feeling extremely horny and it was a bizarre feeling because it was like it was happening to someone else. I was leaning back in the chair as I like to arch my back when aroused and I was u*********sly opening my legs as wide as I could. I felt light headed and slutty at the same time.

He was rubbing harder with his toes – opening and spreading me, and his toes were rubbing my clit. I was being extremely careful not to make any noise as the conference call was still taking place but I knew that I was breathing much more deeply and more rhythmically.

By now I had spread my legs about as far as I could without falling off the chair and I was just enjoying this surreal experience. I guess I might call it a ‘foot job’ but that usually means something else. I could feel my sticky dampness on his foot and I could feel his toes inside me, exploring me.

Instead of looking down, I now looked up and to my slight horror and shock, he had unzipped his flies and taken his cock out. It was thick, uncut and the head was glistening and it was rock hard. He was rubbing it quite slowly and his mouth was half open. He looked extremely aroused.

The next thing I knew – and this happened very quickly – he had deftly pulled his foot back, fairly nimbly stood up and was leaning his cock toward my mouth.

“No!” I said quite firmly. No sooner had I said it than I remembered to my horror that we were on the conference call. “I’m sorry…?” someone with a German accent said from down the phone. We both looked at each other. “Sorry, ignore that, please continue” my boss said quite loudly but firmly to the starphone. There was a slight pause and then the German droning on continued.

I knew he wanted a blowjob but that’s not what I was looking for. Too often guys expect everything – especially in these kinds of office where they see us as sex objects. I thought to myself “you can play with what’s between my legs with your foot as I find that kinky and it’s turning me on, but I don’t want anything else”.

And so for another 10 minutes or so, that’s what we did. He continued to wank himself slowly while his bare foot probed between my legs, his toes moving inside me.

The call ended, more abruptly that I had expected – probably because I wasn’t listening. I was conscious that his diary had said he needed to leave the office at 5.30 so I knew this needed to draw to a close.

The other callers disconnected and, just as I was about to pull myself away, he gasped and then climaxed, spurting cum everywhere. He used one hand to try and shield himself but there was cum everywhere. Thankfully he had one of those spotted handkerchiefs that they all like to wear in his jacket pocket and he used that to mop himself up.

Fairly firmly, I closed my legs and let his leg go down to ground level. I stood up and brushed myself down. I could feel the dampness around the top of my legs and I did feel a bit embarrassed. I just said to him fairly quietly: “I really need to go” and he nodded. I can’t remember what he said but it was something simple like “Sure. Thank you. Thank you very much.”

I felt bright red in the face as I slipped out of his office (pretty much everyone else had gone). I picked up my handbag, headed for the lift and then went to the ground floor changing area where people who cycle in can shower and change. The loos are quite spacious in that area and for some reason, the cubicles are enclosed so you have total privacy.

It didn’t take me long. I took my skirt all the way off so that I was naked on my lower half other than my tights. I put the toilet seat down, sat back, and finished myself off with my hairbrush handle. I couldn’t believe how damp I was and it didn’t take me long – just a few minutes. It was a deep, shuddering climax – the most intense I had had in ages.

And that was it. I think that has been my only ‘in office’ intimate experience with an older guy in the office. I wasn’t looking for sex (had he not been married, then who knows). Most of all I wasn’t looking to be used as a sex object – but I liked the fact that he was pleasuring me and that I felt ‘in the driving seat’, rather than the other way round. I guess I like being dominant with men, especially ‘powerful’ figures like him. In many ways, that’s where the thrill came from, just as much as the sexual bit. I was controlling what happened.

I left the firm two weeks later for another job and saw him only very briefly on one occasion before I left and we both acted completely as if we hardly knew one another (which I guess we didn’t anyway).

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