Somewhere in the developement of my foot and shoe fetishes, I aquired an unusual desire to burn shoes. I have often burned them alone, and for a long time, never shared this with anyone. My desire to set shoes on fire came out into the open one night on a camping trip. There were four of us there, two girls, my best friend, and myself. My best friend, Todd, knew that I liked to burn shoes, but he was the only one.

We met these two girls named Heather and Rhonda at a nightclub the weekend before. Being a shoe fetishist, I noticed their shoes immediately. My date, Heather, was wearing brown Bass leather thong sandals that night, and Todd's date, Rhonda, was wearing leather clogs. After we ate dinner, we all sat around the campfire and talked. As the night went on, Todd, Heather, and Rhonda became somewhat intoxicated. I never aquired a taste for alcohol and therefore I do not drink. Todd also had a foot fetish and was busy playing with the feet of his date. I wanted to get my hands on my date's feet too, but I am shy and could not find the nerve to do something this sexual in a group of people. Todd told the girls that I liked feet too, and they all tryed to convince me to loosen up and enjoy myself.

Then Todd said in a laughing voice, "I know how to get him going" as he walked over to where Heather was sitting. He reached down and removed one of her thong sandals and tossed it into the fire. Heather looked somewhat shocked, but did not object to Todd's action. My eyes became instantly fixed upon Heather's sandal as it lay in the fire. My dick became rock hard as the fire incircled the sandal. I went over to Heather and sat on the ground at her feet. I began to masturbate with her feet as her sandal began to burn. The rubber sole caught fire fast, and the flames shot up throught the leather straps. The straps twisted and crumpled in the flames, as the whole sandal curled up in the fire. I was busy masturbating with Heather's left foot and getting very close.

Heather then said, "I think this should do it" and with the sandal still on her right foot, she put it up to the fire. Heather drew her toes back as the sole caught fire. I went nuts with her left foot as the fire grew on her sandal. She kept her foot in the sandal as long as she could, then she slipped her foot out and the sandal kept on burning. I then grabbed both of her feet and finished myself off. Yeah, its weird and smells awful, but for me it feels pretty good! What about Rhonda's clogs? I will let you all just imagine!