My First Time
Published on Saturday, July 1, 2006
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I began dating Jess, my first serious girlfriend, my freshman year of high school. We went out all four years of high school, and were in love. I always felt like I could tell Jess anything, yet had kept my foot fetish from her because I thought it was weird and might freak her out. Every time I got to see her feet or toes, it drove me nuts, but I still remained silent. As our relationship progressed it became more and more difficult for me to keep silent about my desires. Finally during our junior year, without really thinking, I gave in.

Since both of my parents worked, Jess and I used to hang out at my house after school, and had the place to ourselves. One day Jess had to stay after school for a club meeting, but stopped by my house on her way home. As she took a seat next to me on the couch, she took off her shoes. We attended a strict private school, so this meant that she was wearing her uniform: a blouse, skirt, and navy blue stockings. Whenever she wore these stockings, they gave her feet a very distinct smell that drove me nuts. As we watched television, she put her feet up on the couch, and complained that they were sore from standing all day. Without saying anything, I reached down, put her feet in my lap, and began giving her a massage. I tried to act casual about it, as though I were doing her a favor rather than enjoying it myself. I had done this once or twice before, and she always seemed tense about it, but this time she seemed to be more relaxed, and really enjoyed herself.

As I rubbed her left foot, her right foot was pressed against my penis. I had hoped she didn't feel what was going on under her. I could see through her stockings that she had bright blue nail polish on her toes, my personal favorite. Having her feet so close to me allowed me to smell her feet even more intensely. As I continued my massage, I looked up at Jess. She was laying there, relaxed, and with her eyes closed. While rubbing her left foot, without much thought as to what I was doing, I slowly raised it to my face, and kissed it on the sole.

She reacted, but didn't pull her foot away, just saying, "Don't do that. My feet smell."

I told her they didn't (a lie), and she said she could smell them from there. Since she hadn't reacted by pulling her foot away, I decided to be bold, and placed my nose against the sole of her stocking covered foot and inhaled. She giggled at this. I took that as a sign to go ahead. I kissed my way up to her toes, and began to suck each individually. I then took my time, slowly kissing my way down the sole of her foot. As I did this, she began to rub her right foot on my crotch. I continued to suck her toes, and lick and kiss her foot while she sat back and enjoyed the attention. I decided to switch feet. As I grabbed her right foot, and began to suck on her toes, she replaced her right foot with her left on my crotch. I continued to do this for a little while longer, and then we began to fool around.

After this experience, Jess seemed open to the idea of me having a foot fetish. Although we never discussed it, every now and then we would explore my foot fetish with more toe sucking.