53 Foot Fetish Short Stories

by Andreas Bauer

  Her friend then announced,

  "I have to go to the bathroom, where is it?"

  I barely heard her, but I looked up from my crotch just as Jessica started to stroke me again.

  "Straight through that door, past the kitchen, next to my bedroom, second door on the left." My voice was weak and stressed. She stood and walked right past us, not even glancing down at us. As soon as the door had closed Jessica spoke,

  "Open your pants."

  I couldn't believe what she had just said, I only stared at her. She clenched her toes, hard, causing a bolt of paint to shoot through me as her toe nails dug into my shaft, also pulling on some of my pubic hair.

  "I said, open your pants. Now"

  Quicker to respond this time, I clutched at my zipper, and said,

  "Yes Mistress."

  In a second my penis stood fully exposed, sticking straight up into the air, my pre-cum had glazed so that it shined in the half-light from the TV. Jessica wrapped both feet around my cock now, pumping up and down quickly,

  "You like this?" She asked, taunting me, "Skin to skin feels so much better, don't you think?"

  I did; the feeling was twice as intense, and unlike before, I couldn't contain my moans or orgasm, which was rapidly approaching. She moved her purple toes, even slicker than before, up and down my dick, bringing me ever closer to my end. It had been what seemed like hours, but what couldn't have been more than fifteen minutes. I feared her friend would come back from the bathroom; she should have been back by now, so every second was pushing it. Stopping her full strokes, Jessica grasped me between her big and second toe, her left foot at the base of my shaft, the right at the head.

  "I asked you a question; do you like my toes stoking you, without those horrible jeans in the way? Does the skin of my feet feel better on the skin of your cock?" She was massaging the underside of my over swollen head with her big toe, left to right, and the sensation was such that I couldn't keep my eyes open.

  "Yes Mistress, I love this," I stammered, "What about-"

  She cut me off by stoking hard with her right foot, making me cum. However, her left foot still clamped firmly on the base of my penis, preventing me from ejaculating. There was an unbelievable burning feeling in my cock, as it spasmed, but shot nothing.

  "Please," I said through my clenched teeth, "Oh please Mistress, and stop."

  She continued to stroke me; it was like being stimulated after Cumming, when I was at my most sensitive.

  "Oh, you want me to let go? Beg me. Beg more, beg me to cum."

  I felt tears in my eyes from the denied release,

  "Please, oh god, please Mistress let me cum, god please!." I didn't care how loud I was. She pushed the toes of her right foot up so that they covered my head, and released the pressure on my shaft, slowly stroking it with that foot. I exploded, my cum sprayed through the cracks between her toes with such force, I heard it. Like the sound of a squirt gun being shot close to my ear. A white jet rose about a foot into the air, arching down just as my second burst came up, bathing Jessica’s soles. My hands dug into the arms rests as my third jolt of semen erupted; it lacked the strength of the other two, so it only squished through her toes, welling up in a hot white pool. Jessica continued to pump up and down, milking every last drop from my balls.

  I heard the click of the door knob to my living room. Her friend was back from the bathroom. My body stiffened, I had my penis out, and my cum was completely covering Jessica’s feet. In fact, some of it had landed on her shin, and was slowly running down her calf. I held my breath, embarrassed beyond belief. Jessica covered my cock with her size 9's, hiding it beneath them, and her friend walked past and glanced down.

  "What the hell is that?" She asked, pointing to her jizz soaked feet.

  I looked down into my lap, and saw that they weren't only soaked, but covered with my seed. It was glazed over the top of her foot from the tips of the purple toes to the joint of her ankle. It settled in white pools in her nail beds, leaving very little of the purple polish showing.

  "That's a new massage lotion we're using. Right?" Jessica said looking to me with that sly smile.

  "Yeah," I said, looking up at her friend, "New stuff, I spilled it by accident."

  Her friend looked skeptical, then Jessica added,

  "Come on, you spilled it on purpose."

  Her friend turned away, and I quickly grabbed my semi-erect penis and shoved it into my pants.

  Jessica lifted her foot, and examined her toes; my semen rolled back towards her calf, running off and dripping onto my couch,

  "You know, I don't think this color looks like I thought it would. I guess I'll have to take it off and have you pick a new color to put on after I get back." She flicked a little of my cum off her foot and it sprayed onto my shirt. I stared at her in awe.

  "You better get to rubbing this in," She said, spreading her toes so that I could see the strings of my now cooling jizzum between them, "It's making a mess."

  My answer was two words, filled with a longing and excitement for our meeting next week,

  "Yes Mistress."

  8.

  My Pretty Masseuses

  Since I am a busy 39 year old businessman in the United States, I just go to a massage parlor and choose a pretty masseuse. The manager there knows that I like feet, so she recommends to me the pretty young ones. They are usually 22-23 years old and always with pretty feet. I then get their cell numbers and tell them to come to my pad. I live alone as my kids live with my ex-wife, so at least once a week, one or 2 of these girls come over. They both do as I tell them, to make me kiss and smell their feet and tease me with their feet like I was their slave. As an example, there is Sonja and Sonja.

  A typical scenario is that I lie in bed naked as Sonja, who has one of the sexiest feet I've even seen size 6, first puts her shoe or sandal on my face and makes me kiss and smell it.

  Then slowly, she takes off her shoe and makes me kiss and smell her heel as she goes all the way up asking, "How does it smell?"

  I tell her, "It smells so good."

  Sonja then says, "Good. Smell it some more!" She tells me, "You like it" while Sonja jerks me off at the same time.

  Sonja then takes off her shoe, places it on my face and makes me kiss and smell the insides of her shoe. She presses it with her foot. "Inhale! Inhale hard! Smell my shoe!" She commands.

  So I inhale and smell as I go crazy with the smell of her shoe. Then she pushes the shoe away and puts her soles in front of my face. "Do you like that?" She asks.

  "Yes Sonja, you know I do." I tell her as she giggles.

  She rubs her sole on my cheeks, face and then teases me. She puts her instep on my face and says, "Kiss it. Hold my foot and keep on kissing it!"

  "Yes Sonja."

  "Miss Sonja!" She reminds me.

  After a few seconds, she takes her foot away and tells me, "Come on! Kiss it some more, you stupid dirty old man!"

  I try to kiss it, but she has her other shoe on my chest. I can't reach it, so she and Sonja giggle at my predicament. Then Sonja suddenly puts her foot on my nose and presses against it. She takes it away again and teases me by swaying her foot over my face and laughing. Then she suddenly puts her toes on my nose and presses them down. With a commanding voice she says, "Smell them!"

  I smell for all I am worth. "Do you like the smell of my feet?"

  "Yes Miss Sonja."

  "Well here! Smell both of my feet!" She then takes off her other shoe and places both of her feet on my face, pressing down while I inhale the sweet fragrance of her feet that had just come from her high heeled shoes.

  I cum in no time. After resting for 20 minutes, it is now Sonja's turn to do the same things as Sonja is the one to jerk me off. Sonja, who is 23, makes me kneel first on the floor while she sits on my bed and makes me kiss and smell her shoes. All the while she teases me and tells me to jerk myself off.

  "Like the smell of my shoe?"

  "Yes Miss Sonja."

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nbsp; "Lick the shoe, too!"

  "Yes Miss Sonja"

  Then she slowly holds my hair and removes part of her shoe while making me smell her foot which is still inside of her shoe. I almost cum again. As I mentioned, it is the smell of the shoe, sock and feet that turn me on the most.

  "Smell little puppy," she tells me as she forces my face inside of her shoe.

  "Yes Miss Sonja."

  As I get aroused, Sonja let’s go and commands "Lie here on the bed!"

  As soon as I lay on my back, Sonja jerks me off while Sonja does her thing with her feet.

  That's the way my scenario goes with these pretty masseuses. I have 6 masseuses to choose from. Sometimes I get one. Sometimes two. This has been going on for 2 years now.

  9.

  Daphne

  I met Daphne on a Mary day in New York Central Park. She was grooving to my rendition of ‘Blue Eyed Girl' on guitar and I was trying to not stare at that fine little body while finishing the last verse of the song. I was in love with what I saw. She's about five feet tall, 95 pounds with jet black hair going down to her shoulders. Her face is amazing... perfect porcelain skin with just the slightest bit of pudginess to her cheeks. Big beautiful blue eyes that seemed to be looking at me with a curious innocence.

  Her lips had a natural pout to them that was driving me nuts and I simply couldn't believe how perfect this girl's face was. The features of a model or an angel.

  I couldn't tell which. When I finished the song, I'll never forget what she said after she introduced herself to me. “You can teach me to play guitar if you want, but I think you should be my professor. I think you should teach me anything you want."

  I took that as an opportunity to kiss her lips which filled me with more desire than I had ever felt in my 30 year old life. In the cab ride to my apartment on the upper east side, I found out that she's a freshman at NYU and she claimed to be 19 years old which was difficult to believe by looking at her. When I first saw her I thought she was 17 but she actually showed me her driver’s license proving that she was 18 years old. She noticed that I was trying not to look at her body while having a conversation with her. She then got on her knees on the back seat of the cab and leaned over whispering into my right ear: "It's OK to look at my body. I'm on the gymnastics team and I know it looks good." She then sat facing me and said out loud: "go ahead professor..." I spent the rest of the cab ride literally staring at every inch of her body. She was wearing jeans shorts and a white t-shirt with a pair of flip flops on her feet. Her petite body was so incredibly tight looking and I was aching to see her without those somewhat baggy clothes in the way. Her breasts seemed to be just slightly too large in proportion to her tiny body but they also appeared to be incredibly perky and firm. When my eyes reached her legs and feet, I must have started drooling. Her legs were so firm that I reached out to touch them without realizing that I was doing so. The skin of her calf was incredibly smooth and she had to let out a slight giggle when I stared at her feet for what must have been about thirty seconds. "I'm learning already" she said as the cab pulled up to my address. When we finally got inside, I went to put my guitar away and she asked me if she could use my shower. Before I could even answer, she was in the bathroom turning on the water. At this point, I had to see her naked body and as I approached the bathroom door she called me in to join her. "Miles," she said, "I was serious when I said it was OK to look at my body, so don't be shy baby." What I saw made me want to ravish her right then and there. I shed my clothes in record time and there I was. The firmest, sexiest body I had ever seen was in my shower with me. When I reached out to touch her breasts, she stopped me. "Let’s get clean and then we'll get dirty if you know what I mean..." she said. I washed myself and watched her as she did the same. Her pussy was completely shaven and her ass was beyond description. "Can I tease you professor?" she asked as water cascaded down her body. I nodded and she looked down at my rigid cock and then back up at my face with an expression of doe-eyed pouting. She then kneeled down and positioned her lips around the head of my cock without her mouth touching it in any way. "No touching yet" she said. The head of my cock was in her mouth yet she wasn't letting it touch her lips or mouth in any way! All I felt was her very hot breath on my throbbing cock head. When it accidentally touched the roof of her mouth, she pulled away quickly and repeated the process. After the third time, I started stroking myself. She grabbed my hand and told me to please stop and go into the living room where we could start her "training".

  I sat down on my couch with Daphne taking a seat on my right. She sat Indian style and looked up at me with those doe eyes. "I want to learn how to make you cum harder than you ever thought possible. What about me turn you on more than anything else? Is it my ass? My legs? You can tell me." I looked down at her feet and she nodded. "I knew it by the way you were staring at them before. Do you want me to jerk you off with my toes or something?" I decided to turn the tables for a moment. "What part of a guy's body do you get the most turned on by Daphne?" She giggled and looked down at my rigid cock which at this point was leaking pre-cum and twitching noticeably. "I can't help it" she said. "I must have a serious dick fetish or something because I want it near my face where I can look at it up close, smell it and kiss and rub it on my cheeks! Oh I can't believe I just told you that! It's true though; I love the smell and taste.. Everything about it is a major turn on for me." She then rubbed the tip of her finger against the opening of my cock, moaning as she brought her finger to her mouth tasting my pre-cum. "Well back to you professor. I guess you feel the same way about my feet as I do about your cock so tell me how we should get started."

  I swallowed hard, went to the fridge and brought us some spring water. I knew what I wanted and she was about to find out the true meaning of the word kinky.

  "Daphne, you must be extremely flexible to be a gymnast. I love your body and I want to see you contort yourself while I play with your hot little body in some very perverted ways. Start off by standing on your right foot, bringing your left leg all the way up in a split so that your left foot is up above your head." "That's easy!" she said while quickly getting into position. She held onto her left ankle to hold the position while I went directly for that left sole that was right at my face level. I was hugging her body and pressed up against her left leg as I pressed the sole of her left foot all over my face. I was inhaling against the bottoms of her cute toes while humping against her exposed left inner thigh. I had to stop to avoid my orgasm but I told her to maintain the position which she was able to do easily. I took a few steps backwards to take in what was a vision of utter beauty. She smiled as I watched her. She began to flex and scrunch the toes of her left foot while stretching that leg even further actually bringing that gorgeous foot behind her head. I got to my knees to cup and feel her butt while she was in this perverted position. I looked up to see that she was rotating her ankle and scrunching her sole provocatively. I stood up once again and literally embraced her sole, inhaling deeply against the underside of her toes. She giggled as she lost her balance and had to sit on the couch again. I sat down to her left and my cock was once again leaking pre-cum. She looked at this and moaned with desire. "I can't help it! I just have to...." and with that she lied down on her stomach and slid up close to me with her face an inch away from the underside of my twitching shaft. I looked to my right at the soles of her feet which were waving in the air as she moved her mouth and nose down to my balls. She was breathing in the scent of my sweat and I began to tighten up indicating that I was close to an explosion. She felt that and moved away with her face now staring at the underside of my shaft with an expression of lustful fascination. I knew that I had to cum soon and I wanted to feel my cock rubbing against her face while I was shooting my sperm. "Daphne, I'm so close to Cumming right now. I want you to rub my shaft against the front of your face while I shoot my sperm. Don't put my cock in your mouth while I shoot, just press it up really hard against your lips, chin, nose and cheeks." She immediately st
arted and I had to stop her. "Miles, I'm so turned on by the thought of making you cum like that! Don't make me stop, please!" I explained to her that I wanted her to do that, but that I wanted her to press the soles of her feet against my face while I was shooting against her pretty face. "Oh, now I understand professor. We better move to the bedroom baby. I know just how to make you cum now, but first we can have some more fun." I groaned, and as we walked into the bedroom, I poured some of the spring water on my cock to cool off a bit.