Message-ID: <15398eli$9809182215@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Scott Vandewalle Subject: a foot fetish story Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <6tcpat$kop@journal.concentric.net> Hello i shall leave all the headers intact so u can write to the authro if you desire. Also feel free to join the smallfeet and feet mailing lists at onelist.com, but no pics there please on either one. >From thedrick@hotmail.com Sun Sep 6 21:03:53 1998 Date: Sun, 06 Sep 1998 16:57:56 EDT From: T Hedrick To: smallfeet@onelist.com Subject: [smallfeet] small girls feet To: smallfeet@onelist.com Subject: [smallfeet] small girls feet From: "T Hedrick" I went out with Kimberly off and on for a couple of years when we were both in our late 20s. She was built like a model, tall and thin, with small breasts, and no butt. At 5'8" and 110 pounds, she was a little to thin for my taste, but still attractive. She had long, thin legs and feet (size 8A), with small round toes. Kimberly had a problem with sex. She was very affectionate, when we necked on my sofa, but anytime we tried to have sex, she would get very disturbed and clamp up (literally). She enjoyed foreplay, and was very passionate during it, but she turned off like a switch as soon as we starting getting into actual sex. We both would end up frustrated and angry. We had tried several times, but she could never go through with it. She explained that she had always had this problem, but did not know why. I assumed that some experience in her childhood caused it, but I never really found out. In her late-20s, she was close to being a virgin. She had had sex a half dozen times, but never enjoyed it. She told me that she found release by masturbating. We had become close friends, and I really sympathized with her. One evening, we were in my apartment watching a movie (always a great time to start something). By this time, we had resolved that sex was out of the question. She was sitting on the sofa wearing shorts and a T- shirt. She had removed she shoes, and had her legs curled up to one side, giving me an excellent view of her wrinkly soles. I had always been attracted to her feet, but had never gotten into anything close to footsex with her. Considering her problem with sex, anything that kinky may take her over the edge. The most that I had done was to massaged her feet for a few moments, but nothing more serious than that. I wanted to touch her feet so badly, so I reached over and began rubbing her toes between my thumb and fingers. She showed no reaction, so I got more of her foot involved by massaging her arch with my thumb. She looked at me and said, "Let's not start something that we can't finish." I would be happy just massaging her feet. I did not need to have sex with her. "I am not going any further with it." I reassured her. "I just wanted to massage your feet. Is that OK?" "I guess so," she responded a little nervously. I extended her legs and placed them in my lap. She was lying on her side, watching the movie as I massaged her feet vigorously. I tried massaging them as professional masseur would, and not rub them erotically, so she wouldn't think this was foreplay leading to sex. She seemed OK with it. She even commented about how relaxing it was. This was the first time I had ever massaged her feet for more than a few seconds. I continued my "professional" massage, firmly rubbing her arches, then massaging the balls of her feet, which she seemed to especially enjoy. I massaged her toes, flexing them back and forth. She, then, laid on her back, with her feet together on my lap, toes pointing toward the ceiling. This made it easy to massage all parts of her feet, soles, toes, heels, even ankles. I slowly added a few erotic touches to my otherwise professional massage. I squeezed each toes sensuously rolling it between my forefinger and thumb. Then, I would slide my finger in and out between her toes. I rubbed my knuckle up and down the length of her soles. Her toes curled as she told me that my massage was exciting her, and asked me to stop. I convinced her to relax and enjoy it, and that I had no other motives other than to make her feel good. She accepted that, relaxed and began to thoroughly enjoy the massage. She had lost interest in the movie and had closed her eyes. I got up momentarily to get some hand lotion, and returned to continue tending her lovely feet. As I rubbed lotion all over her feet, I could tell that that my manipulations were doing more than just relaxing her. Her breathing became a little slower and deeper, with barely audible moans escaping from her lips. I bent over her feet, placed her toes in my mouth and rolled my tongue all over them. The moans became slightly more audible, and she began rubbing the inside of her thighs with her hands, sliding her thumbs just under the hem of her short. I stopped sucking her toes, still massaging her feet, to watch her reactions. Her hands were rubbing her pelvic area through her shorts, her hips rotating ever so slightly. I continued sucking her toes. When I licked between them, her toes curled in response. My tongue licked the sensitive underside of her toes, and slowly traversed down over the ball of her foot, and settled around the arch, darting over it passionately. "Why are you doing this to me," she whined. "Don't you enjoy it," I asked. "Yes," she replied, "too much. You know this can't lead to anything." "It doesn't have to lead to anything. Just enjoy it for what it is," I told her. Her moans increased and her hand began slipping inside the front of her shorts, as I continued massaging her feet, sucking her toes passionately. My cock had been throbbing under her ankles, which had been resting on top of it in my lap all this time. She was getting more aroused by the minute, her hands moving sensuously in her shorts. The bulge in my pants had become very noticeable. I pressed her feet tightly to my bulge as I continued rubbing her feet. I reached over and unbuttoned her shorts. She followed through and removed them, lying in her panties and T-shirt. Then, I buttoned and unzipped my pants, and pulled them down to my ankles. Her hands in her panties, fondling her womanhood with enthusiasm, as my manual and oral foot ministration continued. I could see a damp spot on the front of her panties where her passion juices had leaked. I reached down and pulled my pants over my feet and threw them on the floor. I remove my swollen cock from the confines of my briefs, letting it rest against her soles as I continued the massage. The touch of her bare soles against my naked cock excited me immensely, as I pushed it back and forth between her feet. Her hands were going wild in her panties as I madly sucked her toes, licking them with my tongue. I knew that my foot ministrations were intensifying the stimulation of her masturbating hands. When I felt her toes curl tightly in my mouth, I new she was cumming. She made no sound, but her whole body became tense and rigid. I continued sucking her toes and rubbing her soles firmly with my thumbs. I felt her toes curl tightly in my mouth five times, one for each orgasmic spasm. She finally relaxed, breathing deeply, as the tension drained from her body. My manhood was still rock hard and dripping with pre-cum. I put a few drops of lotion on it, stroking the shaft with my hand as I rubbed the tip over her soles and arches. The other hand held her feet together on my lap. I, then, rubbed the head of my dick over the bottoms of her toes and between them, leaving dabs of pre-cum juice along the way. I was so excited. I felt the pre-orgasmic warmth build up in my loins within seconds, as I stroke my cock feverishly. My sensitive cock head probed her sexy arch and rubbed over her lovely wrinkled soles as my convulsing loins shot a massive stream of cum onto her feet. It soaked her precious arches and dripped down her heels. My hand pumping wildly, another surge of cum shot a few inches in the air and landed on the tops of her feet. I continued milking my spurting member as I rubbed the head over her toes, soaking them with the last few drops of my semen. As I rubbed my spent cock over feet, enjoying the sensation of the sensitive head in contact with her wrinkle soles, she opened her eyes for the first time. They became huge with surprise when she saw the flood of cream all over her arches, soles and toes. I massaged the cum into her feet like lotion, rubbing it all over the tops of her feet and soles; and around, under and between her succulent toes. After the cum was rubbed well into her feet, I kissed and licked and sucked them with passion, savoring the salty taste of my residue. This episode started a new chapter in our relationship. We had found a way, unique as it was, to satisfy each other's sexual needs, without venturing out of Kimberly's comfort zone. Over the rest of our relationship, we would enjoy each other this way on several occasions. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ To unsubscribe from this mailing list, or to change your subscription to digest, go to the ONElist web site, at http://www.onelist.com and select the User Center link from the menu bar on the left. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----