An Encounter
Topic: Foot fetish stories

 I had been sitting there for some time just relaxing and de stressing near the fire after a very taxing week. Feeling the heat of the flames warm my skin I glance up as you walk into view. I vaguely recognize you as you apologize for wrecking my view, I refuse to accept your apology saying you are but adding to it. You then come and sit next to me and we begin to converse, our conversation continually being interrupted by others. But as if we were old friends our conversation picks up again where it left off and we continue to discover each other. The moving shadows of the flames reflecting of your stocking encased legs keep distracting me and I have to keep forcing my vision else where so as to keep on track with the conversation. I tease you about never having left Melbourne something I know I will regret later for I should not be disparaging a woman of such beauty. The conversation turns back again to my love of the female foot. Just one small aspect of my very intricately detailed life, of which in simple terms lays at the center a servants heart.

     Such a humble piece of the human anatomy is the foot yet a vital one for our existence and one that I have had an affinity for since childhood. I confess this rather shyly still not feeling totally at ease and not wanting to break the mood. Our conversation digresses onto other things then you ask me if I'd like to give you a foot rub. I hope against hope that you aren't just teasing me and I manage to ask without stuttering and making a fool of myself if you are serious. You confer that you are and I watch in amazement as you swivel and place your left stocking clad foot in my lap. Fighting against every sinew in my body that is longing to have that foot against my face feeling your stockings rub against my face being allowed to kiss it and suck and lick your toes. With these thoughts running through my head I gently pick up your foot in my hand and gently starts massaging it. Knowing you've been wearing heels for the last two days and feeling jealous I softly ease my thumb into your arch massaging away your aches and pains sliding my thumb over the soft material of your stockings. You remark that you have a fetish for stockings and get them imported from Italy.

     As if I've been slipped a truth serum I again find myself confessing to you that I have to agree with you that I too love stockings and agree that the best come from Italy. I am in complete unbelief how great this night has been. I felt special enough being invited knowing that not many do, and the mixture of the warm fire and friendly nature of everyone has been so relaxing and welcoming I would have been happy to leave without touching anyone or being touched, but you've just made this night that much more special again. Feeling your foot relax and not knowing how much longer I shall have the pleasure of being able to serve you this way I gingerly ask if I may kiss your foot before I start on the other one. You nod your consent as I gingerly lean over and softly press my lips against the top of your foot and my whole body sighs. I feel sad as you retract your foot from me but it is soon replaced by the other another sigh and I am happy again.

     I repeat my ministrations to this foot as we continue to converse about what makes each other tick. I don't usually let men touch my feet I hear you say through the haze its as if I'm in a dream I think they're all bastards. I feel even more special and honored and privileged than what I already did with this new information and just wish I had a pair of feet half as delectable as yours connected to a woman a quarter as enchanting as you that I could come home to each night and ease her aches and pains away after a hard day. Knowing I probably don't have to ask again but something inside me just propels me too. May I kiss this foot too I ask meekly? With your renewed consent I lean over your foot softly kissing the ladder running for about two inches along the top of your foot. This time feeling a little more game I move to the toes kissing them as well and moving around to your sole I lay a few small kisses on you arch and ball. Burying my nose beneath your stocking encased toes I breathe in deeply slightly surprised that I detect no odor its at this moment I know that not only are these beautiful feet but well looked after even if you don't have time to enhance them with a coat of polish. Going as far as I feel I should I barely put the tip of your big toe in between lips and let it slide out again, wishing so much to kiss and suck and lick every single toe and even your whole foot as I envisage your whole foot in my mouth, I leave one last kiss as I know your wanting to leave. You whisper thank you as you do so and I cant believe you are thanking me I cannot express my thanks enough. As you glide away I close my eyes and melt back into the chair a smile on my face bigger than the Cheshire cats. I reminisce and smile even more dreaming about peacefully lying on the floor beneath you both of your feet on my face and feeling at home.

     I fight against the sleep that wants to consume my whole being and gaze distractedly into the flames of the fire. Stretching my legs I place some more wood on the fire then go outside for some fresh air and to keep that fire going too. With the fire restocked I spot you in the spa with the other ladies and walk over to bid my farewells. Wishing I could just kiss your foot once last time especially now as its wet and naked underneath the water but feeling to shy with everyone else around I dare not. With a slight sadness in my heart knowing that we may never meet again I depart, knowing that my train will soon be pulling away from the station just as your foot did from my lap, which puts a smile on my face again knowing that for a few brief moments in time I really was living a fantasy.

Laney
Topic: Foot fetish stories

Every year around Christmas time, my friends and I get together for a dinner Someone volunteers his or her house, we make tons of food, drink and smoke and basically spend the day hanging out and stuffing ourselves silly. Last year, the dinner was at Tina and Stuart’s place. I arrived late because I’d spent most of the day helping a friend move to a nearby town. Everyone was pretty full, drunk and/or stoned by the time I came in. As I was in the kitchen fixing myself a plate, Laney, my ex-roommate Mike’s girlfriend came up to me and placed her wool-socked foot on top of mine said, “My feet are ready for you when you want them.” Then she turned and walked back into the living room. Now, my group of friends is pretty close. My foot fetish wasn’t a big secret but I didn’t think Laney knew about it. I was too puzzled to be embarrassed. I wasn’t even sure I’d heard her correctly! I hadn’t given much thought to Laney’s feet. First, because she was my former roommate’s girlfriend and second because I didn’t consider Laney or her feet “my type”. She’s petite and blond and I go for tall, curvy brunettes. I also thought she was rather aloof and I knew she went barefoot a lot, so I really didn’t expect her feet to be in very good condition. Still, the idea of playing with some toes caused my cock to stir. I decided to bide my time and see what was going on. I ate then joined everyone in the living room where a pipe was being passed around. There were only a few candles lighting the room and Massive Attack was on the stereo. Laney was on the couch and I was sitting in an armchair. Everyone was happy and mellow. I got up to refill my drink and on returning from the kitchen found I’d lost my seat. But there was some room next to Laney. I decided to go for it. Casually, I walked over to the couch and sat on the floor next to Laney. A few minutes later, she put her foot in my lap. I looked up at her.

“I hear you give great foot rubs,” she said.

“Yeah, I guess I do.” I said trying to sound casual and noting the knowing glances my friends were giving each other.

     Mike was in the room but didn’t seem concerned, so I nonchalantly picked up her foot and began to rub through the sock. Conversation resumed but after a few minutes, I noticed everyone was staring at Laney. I turned around. Her mouth was open and her face was slack.

“Ohmighad…,” she breathed. “You like that, huh?”

     I grinned, suddenly remembering that another friend of mine who’d also dated Laney, once told me that she was a sensualist of the first water. She was quiet for a few seconds.

“You have a gift. You should take this up professionally.” she said.

     I shrugged. I knew I had the hook in. I turned my attention back to the group, to distract myself from my throbbing cock. Some of my friends departed for home, others drifted off to other parts of the house. After 10-15 minutes on each foot, I stopped rubbing. But Laney had other plans. She removed her foot from my lap, only to take off her sock and put it back. I looked at her foot, then Mike shrugged and stumbled off to the TV room where the Playstation was kept. I looked up at Laney.

“I just want to see what it feels like without the sock.” she said.

     Now I really had to fight to keep my cock from popping out of my pants. Her feet are about a size 6, with surprisingly baby-soft soles. They were also slightly damp from her socks. I started rubbing again. By now, most everyone had gone home. Stuart was in the game room with Mike, playing a new First Person Shooter on the Playstation and Tina was in the kitchen cleaning. I moved up to the couch and continued rubbing Laney’s feet and making small talk. Tina came out of the kitchen and after smoking a cigarette while kneeling near the dying embers in the fireplace, announced she was going to bed. Laney asked me if she and Mike could get a ride home with me.

“Yeah, but we’re spending the night here. I’m too messed to drive.” I lied.

     We could hear muffled gunshots and Stuart and Mike’s excited voices through the door. I decided to make my move.

“May I kiss your feet?” I asked.

“What?” She giggled.

     I knew Laney had heard me. Her voice sounded thick and husky. She was aroused. So I started to kiss the top of her soft, pretty foot. She sighed and lay back on the couch, surrendering herself to me. I got bolder and pushed my tongue between her toes. I felt a tremor run up her leg. I started to suck each one of her toes, but she stopped me.

“Wait, wait. I need to change clothes!” She whispered.

     She quickly jumped off the couch, grabbed her bag and dashed into the bathroom. She emerged a few minutes later in loose fitting yoga pants and a white top. She stretched out on the couch face down.

“Now you can continue.” She murmured.

     I knelt and started licking her feet again, marveling at how soft and smooth her soles were. I’d opened my pants and started jerking off. My cock was so hard I thought I was going to pass out. I wanted to savor her toes for as long as I could but since I couldn’t count on Mike staying in the game room, I had to act fast-I was close to coming. Laney was sighing and enjoying herself. After about ten minutes, I slowly maneuvered her feet over the edge of the couch while sucking her heels and nibbling her ankles. Then I quickly and firmly grasped a foot in each hand, rose up on my knees and put my cock between her soles. Laney started to protest and pull away but it was too late. I pumped once! Twice!! Three times and shot a hot, thick, gooey stream of cum on her soles! She stopped struggling.

“Ohmigod,” I breathed, still sliding my tingling cock between her feet. “Let me get a towel and clean you up.”

     I went into the bathroom and found a hand towel and soap. I went back to the couch and cleaned the cum off her feet and the floor. Laney didn’t say a word. After I was done, she got up and went into the bathroom. Then came out and tapped on the door of the T.V. room.

“Mike, it’s time for bed.” she said.

     Mike ambled out, smelling of pot. I got my sleeping bag from the corner and spread it out. We all crashed right away. The next morning, Tina made breakfast for the five of us. Afterwards, Mike and Stuart went back for another round of Playstation, while Laney and I sat on the couch and flipped through magazines. I waited until Tina went outside for a smoke, and then tapped Laney on the shoulder.

“Hey, are you pissed about last night?” I asked.

“No,” she said. “I take responsibility for my part in it. I knew what I was doing.”

     Ever since then, almost every time our little posse gets together, Laney surreptitiously teases me. She always takes off her shoes and sits next to me, or makes sure they’re in my field of view. I’m not sure if she wants a replay and I’m not going to push it… Just waiting until the opportunity presents itself again.

Dual Footjob
Topic: Foot fetish stories

I had a friend (we will call her Mary) that I saw regularly for a while. We admitted to ourselves that the relationship was only sexual and would not go anywhere, so it freed us any pretenses. I introduced her to foot sex, which she seemed to enjoy. I have always been amazed (and grateful) how many women like foot sex as part of a sexual relationship. I think they a mentally turned on by the idea of a man showing affection to their feet, but the psychology of this is a subject of another discussion. Anyway, we usually included some foot sex in our sexual activities. Mary's cousin (let's call her Jane) had come in town and was staying with her for a couple of weeks.

I met her one evening and we hit it off immediately. She seemed very open and honest, just like Mary. I had planned to spend the night with Mary and thought it would be considerate to Jane to ask if she would be comfortable with the arrangement. She said she had no problem with it. She would sleep on the couch and Mary and I would take the only bedroom. The three of us were watching a movie on TV. Jane was on lying on the floor, and I was sitting on the couch with Mary lying down with her feet in my lap. I began massaging Mary's feet and I often did. Jane looked up from the floor and said to Mary, "He really does have a foot fetish, doesn't he?"

They both chuckled. Surprised and embarrassed, I exclaimed, "Mary! You told her?!" They both laughed, and Jane said, "Don't be angry. We are close and tell each other everything." " How much did you tell her about my little secret?" I asked. "Oh, just about everything," Mary replied. They laughed again. I was soooo embarrassed, but Jane's openness helped me get over it. "There is nothing wrong with it," she said. "In fact, I think it's sexy." "It's a turn-on," Mary said as she began rubbing my crotch with her bare foot. Her actions excited me; I was a little embarrassed to get into that with Jane in the room. With me, sex (even foot sex) had always been a personal one-on-one thing, not a group activity.

Mary continued massaging my crotch with her feet. Occasional Jane would glance at us and smile. My cock was bulging in my pants so much that Mary could grip the bulge between her feet and stroke my cock through my pants. I wanted to take my dick out and feel her soft, bare feet on it without the cloth barrier, but I couldn't do that with Jane in the room. Jane glanced up to see Mary stroking my bulge and said, "I don't want to be in the way," and she started to get up and leave the room. Mary stopped her saying, "You don't need to go; you're family and we are not doing anything that you don't already know about." Jane laid back down on the floor and continued watching TV.

Mary sat up and began unzipping my pants. "No!" I said. "Don't be such a prude," she said as she proceeded to unzip my fly and pull out my engorged cock. Jane ignored us and continued watching TV. Mary bent over and gave my dick a passionate kiss and then licked the head before lying back down and placing her toes around my cock. Jane continued ignoring us. She manipulated my dick with her toes for a few minutes and then sat up and whispered, "I want you to eat me." She stood up and took my hand to lead me to the bedroom. It hastily put my manhood back into my pants, and followed her. "We are going to bed," she said to Jane. "Good night." "Good night" Jane said, as Mary and I left the room.

We quickly undressed and got in bed. She loved to be orally stimulated and I loved doing it. While I ate her, she slid her feet under me and stroked my cock with her toes. This made my devour her with even more passion. I licked her cunt and sucked her clit until she shook with orgasmic ecstasy. I continued my oral ministration until she climaxed again and pushed my head away, because she could not stand any more stimulation. "That was great," she said. "I know what you want; I will be right back." She got up, put on a robe and left the bedroom. I waited for 15 or 20 minutes. I assumed she had gone to the bathroom, but I couldn't tell because the bedroom door was closed. After another 10 minutes, she returned. To my shock, Jane followed her into the bedroom. I was lying on the bed with absolutely nothing on, fully exposed. I quickly pulled the sheet over me, and with astonishment yelled, "What is going on?!" "Just relax," they both said in unison. "We are going to have some fun with you."

"I am interested in this foot thing" Jane said. "What do you mean," I said huddled beneath the sheet, which did little to protect my dignity. Mary snatched the sheet from me, fully exposing me to Jane. Mary removed her robe laid in the bed next to me totally nude and began stroking my dick, which was now completely limp, with her hand. "I know you are going to like this," Mary said. "Consider it a reward for the great head you just gave me." "Is nothing sacred?" I thought. She trailed kissing from lips, to my neck, to my chest, down to my stomach, and lingered around my cock. She gave me head while Jane watched, smiling. "What does he do to your feet?" Jane asked Mary. Mary said, "Watch and I will show you." She started rubbing her sexy feet on my body. I laid down as she rubbed her feet on my chest. She rubbed my nipple with her toes. Then, she brought her feet to my face and put her toes right over my lips. She knew that I would suck them, and I did. Lying on my back, I sucked her toes and passionately, and licked the soles of her lovely feet. Jane, still watching, began undressing. I was so turned on, I forgot about my embarrassment.

Jane had removed all of her clothes except her panties and was sitting at the foot of the bed watching me worship Mary's feet. I felt her hand rubbing my leg and then my inner thigh, and finally she was massaging my cock. As I continued making oral love to Mary's feet, I suddenly felt Jane's mouth sliding up and down my shaft. I couldn't see her, because of Mary's feet in my face, but I could feel her lips and tongue gliding up and down the length of my shaft, occasionally stopping at the tip to allow the lips to caress the head. We kept this up for a while until Jane got up and said, "What you are doing to Mary's feet looks so good. Can you do that to mine?" Before I could answer, Mary stood up and said, "He can do both of us. Why don't you lay up here with me, and let him make love to both of our feet." They laid side by side in the bed lengthwise on their backs, while I positioned myself across the foot of the bed, lying on my stomach. I adjusted my position so that both ladies' feet were near my face, and start licking and sucking their feet. I was ecstatic. This was the first time I had ever made love to two women's feet together. I would alternate between Mary and Jane, and between sucking their toes and licking their soles. I became a madman. Any inhibitions that I might have had were overshadowed by the lust I had for these beautiful ladies' feet and toes. I sucked their toes with passion, as I had done this to Mary many times, and she always enjoyed it. Usually it was foreplay prior to me fucking her or eating her to blissful orgasm. This was new to Jane, but the little groans told me that she was enjoying it, too. By the changes in her responses, I could tell what she liked most. She really enjoyed me licking the spaces between her toes. Also, running my tongue along the underside of the toes, just above the ball of the foot, made her squeal with delight. Most women are sensitive there. Because of the newness, I concentrated on Jane more than Mary. Just as I realized this and was afraid that Mary may feel neglected, she positioned her self so she could put her feet under my mid-section such that my cock rested on the tops of her feet. However, it did not rest long. When I felt her soft feet under my cock, I started to pump my hips, causing my dick to slide back and forth over the tops of her feet. All the time, I was still orally worshipping Jane's lovely feet and toes. This was bliss, fucking one girl's feet while I sucked the other's. Mary knew what turned me on. She grasped my cock with her feet, such that it slid between the top of one foot and the sole of the other one. My pre-cum juices made my cock slide easily between them. I could feel her toes wiggling around my cock as I slide it in and out between her feet.

I was seconds away from cumming, when Jane said, "This is making me horny, but I can't get off this way." Mary replied, "He gives great head." Leaning over to me, she said, "Would you get my cousin off the way you did me earlier?" I was so turned on, I would not have denied any request. I removed Jane's panties, laid between her legs with my face in her crotch, and began slowly moving my tongue around her pussy. She was already wet with desire. I found her clit and began licking and sucking it, very gently at first and then with increasing vigor. Her hips started rolling with lust, thrusting her mound into my face, as I kept sucking and licking her clit. Then, I felt Mary's feet slide under my mid-section again. This time she was lying on her stomach, such that my stiff cock rested on her soles. I started humping her soles as she wiggled her toes under my dick. I could not believe the excitement that swelled up inside me. I madly sucked Jane's cunt, while fucking Mary's silky soles. By her wild thrusting of her hips, I could tell the Jane was about ready to explode. She let out a squeal and tightened her thighs around my face. I continued licking her clit and sliding it in and out between my lips. She trembled as the first spasm hit. I could feel her cunt convulsing around my tongue, and it was turning me on as much as it was her. Two or three more waves surged through her loins until she finally relaxed. I still lovingly rolled my tongue around her cunt and clit. Mary's toes were still working my cock. She positioned one foot under my balls and the other under my cock near the head. As I thrust my dick back and forth across her soles, she wiggled her toes on my cock and balls. Her toes wiggling around my shaft and cock head brought me to the edge of orgasm, but her toes alternately squeezing and releasing my balls took me over the edge. I flooded her soles with globs of cum. Several orgasmic waves went through me, causing my swollen cock to spurt stream after stream of juice over the soles of her feet. When the last surge had subsided, I went down to her feet to assess the damage. I always love to see my cum all over a woman's feet, and tonight I had hit the jackpot. Her soles were soaked with my juices from heel to toe. There was a particular large glob of cum on the underside of her toes, just above the ball of her foot. It looked so good as it dripped from her foot and seeped in between her toes. "Let me see," said Jane as she leaned over to see the cum dripping from her cousin's feet. "Wow, that is a lot!" We were all exhausted from the night's activities and soon the three of us we asleep. The next morning we played a little. I ate both girls to satisfying climaxes, and jerked off gallons of cum all over Jane's toes. She was amazed when I went down and licked all of the cum from her toes.

Lee's Secret
Topic: Foot fetish stories

 I was sitting on the couch watching the screen of my friend Lee's huge television. I had on a jean skirt with a slight split up the front, a pink shirt and some pink sandals. My toes had a fresh pedicure with a sculpture design on the big toe. Of course I had my legs crossed. My right leg was crossed over my left leg because Lee was sitting on my left side. Always have the crossed leg facing your man (or your soon to be man). I noticed, out of the corner of my eyes, that Lee would glance at my toes every so often, but he would un-suspiciously lift his head up when I faced his direction. I never mentioned anything because I figured it could be my imagination. We continued to talk, laugh and watch television until it was time for me to leave.

     Lee called me that night and during our conversation he said, "You have some pretty feet". I said "Thank You". But in my mind I was thinking I knew you were looking at my feet. We went for a couple of days without mentioning my feet but one day he shocked me and said, "Sheree, I am scared to tell you something." I said " Go, ahead don't be scared." He said " I wanted to kiss your feet the other day but I thought you would look at me funny if I told you." After hearing those words I felt like a little kid inside, with giggles and smiles. I was thinking I wouldn't have minded at all, it sounds good to me. I have not heard anyone say that before but it sounds like something I would enjoy. I kept thinking Wow, he thinks my feet are that pretty he wants to kiss them. I wanted to run over his house right then. But I had to act cordial on the phone. Anyway, back to our phone conversation, I said "for real Lee". I asked myself Sheree, Don't you want to say more than that? Tell him if you still want to kiss my feet then come over now or I will come over there, but I never said a thing.

     A few days later I went to Lee's house again, we were playing in the Kitchen and I was trying to break lose from him and I kneed him in the balls. I could tell he was hurt so "I said I am sorry, are you Okay?" We walked to the bedroom and he laid on the bed with his stomach facing me. He said "I would feel better if you let me kiss your feet." I got the same exciting feeling that I had on the phone a few days ago, and I wasn't about to give this opportunity up again. So I sat beside him and he caressed my feet, it felt really good. I laid back, closed my eyes and felt his warm tongue on my toes. Oh, I couldn't believe this was happening, I have never had my feet kissed and licked before. Lee's warm soft tongue hit every portion of my feet which made other parts of my body wet. I opened my eyes to see what he was doing that made me feel like this. I was so horny by this time I moved my right foot away from him and it accidentally rubbed against his penis before it hit the bed. I heard him make a moaning sound when that happened. I thought, hmm that must have felt good for him, let me do it again. So I purposely rubbed my foot up his balls and onto his penis. I became aware that he loved it. He laid back, continued to hold my left foot in his hand and moaned and groaned every time my foot rubbed up and down his penis. I asked him, " Do you like my foot touching you like this?" He said "YES". This turned me on to the point where I wanted to snatch him up, throw him on the bed and climb on top of him. But he was enjoying my foot so much that I got some lotion, squirted it on his penis, and rubbed it in with both of my feet. I wanted it to be moist so he could feel extra good with my feet sliding up and down his penis. This was a whole new experience for me but I liked every moment of it.

     Thoughts were just running through my head about how different and exciting this was, and how horny it made me. Lee interrupted my thoughts and said " Stop, I am about to cum". I didn't stop, he said, " I don't want to cum like this, it feels so good but there is something else I want you to do". And I thought, maybe he wants to have sex now. But he said, "stand up on my chest." I said "What?” But I did it and he said let me kiss your feet some more. I didn't ask any more questions, I said OK and I put my right foot in his mouth while balancing on the other. He asked me to tell him what to do with my foot. But I was scared; I didn't know what to say. I didn't want to sound stupid. Then he coached me by asking me questions like what do you want me to do kiss them or lick your toes. I said kiss the bottom and he said keep going like that. I felt a little uncomfortable at first with telling him what do to but I got the hang of it. I told him to "lick every part of my foot until it is clean". This made him so horny and it made me horny by watching him do what I say. I felt like he cherished my feet. I wanted him to cum now, so I put one foot on his chest and the other foot on his penis and I stroked his penis with one of my feet, up and down, up and down. Sometimes slow and he liked it fast. I could hear the sounds coming out of his mouth that allowed me to know which way he like my foot to move on his penis. I did this until the cum eased out of his penis and onto my foot. Then I laid beside him. I could not believe this just happened. Lee introduced me to something new, something that I definitely wanted to do with him again. I now know Lee's secret and I am glad he shared it with me.