Michelle's Feet
Published on Thursday, July 6, 2006
This illustrated story was submitted by Michelle who can be contacted via her husband Ed.

Webmaster's notes: The story below was actually an e-mail to us here at Great
Feet, which we converted into a story since Michelle would like your feedback.

Michelle wrote, "Could you please advise me, or pass this on to your readers who can e-mail me
back at this address with ideas. Also anything they have experienced or know about foot fetishism
would be great too. Anything to help me understand this wonderful world of love making."

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Hello. I am writing you on request from my husband. He has a foot fetish. When we first met he hid it, and by the time I found out, I was so in love with him that I wanted to indulge him so I could give him the pleasure he gives me, which is the greatest ever. We are best friends, and have a great love life beside the foot pleasure I provide him.

Before I met him, I thought all foot fetishists were creeps. They're portrayed as men (mostly) who care about little else than getting at feet... any feet.

What I've found out is that like my husband, foot fetishists are normal in every other way; they're business men and community leaders, volunteers and family men.

They love very specific looking feet, too he says. My husband hates large female feet with long finger-looking toes, or crooked toes, or toes that are all odd lengths or decend at too great an angle from big toe to little, or with no arch, or with cracks and callouses.

What I had the most trouble with was recognizing the beauty in my own feet. He says they're among the most beautiful in the world but it was difficult for me to believe that or understand if that is true exactly why. I used to always hide my little feet believing everyone hated feet, including the opposite sex. But apparently I was wrong.

Let me describe them to you. I take a size six shoe, which means my feet are no more than maybe 7 1/2 inches long, and not quite 3 inches wide at the balls of my feet.

I have a high arch which my husband loves to rub his large hand up and down while we watch TV.

My toes are medium length for their size, but of course very petite. My "big" toe is just over an inch long, maybe 1 1/4 inches. It is perfectly straight, but from the side you can see that it curves upward just slightly from the toenail to the tip.

My second toe is perfectly straight, exactly the same length as the first one. The nails are straight across at the top, curving down at the bottom corners and then across again. I like to keep them polished.

The tips of my toes are basically straight across, more or less, but gently curving from the corners down. My third toe is straight too, my fourth and baby toes turn in ever so slightly to fill in any gap between the toes, which there is basically none.

The bottoms of my feet are soft; even the heals, which are about 1 1/2 inches across. The pads of my toes are very round, and there is no gap between toes when you examine the bottoms. My toes decend at an angle of maybe 15 degrees, and they are exactly the same angle from the second toe to the last - and I do mean exactly.

My husband says if I sent in pictures, many foot lovers would be very happy and would write back telling me how beautiful they are and what they would love to do with them if they were on the end of a couch, and I was sleeping with my feet up on their lap. The other day my husband tied me down and tickled them until he came, which was different, but surprisingly enjoyable. When I give him pleasure with my feet I torture him, touching his thighs gently and around his member to his tummy. Then I slightly touch it, going back to everywhere but, then "accidently" brushing past again more and more frequently, but so lightly that it feels like air on the pulsating, desperate body part.

He says any man would like my dainty feet doing that to them even if they weren't necessarily into feet.