Melissa's Dream Feet
(Posted on Friday, September 8, 2000)
This story was submitted by Bill.

I attend a relatively small university in a major city. As an avid foot fan, I just love the sight of seeing pretty girls' feet all day long. I'm always trying to catch a glimpse of those open toed shoes or sandals. My personal favorite are girls who paint their toes silver, or purple, and who are wearing plenty of toes rings.

Anyway, my story goes back to this past Monday, which was the beginning of classes at my school. All the girls were looking their finest for all the guys, with their brand new spring outfits and painted toes. I was literally driven crazy by all of these young beautiful woman walking around freely, showing off their toes and feet.

There is one girl in particular whose feet literally shine like gold. Her name is Melissa and she's presently dating one of the top basketball players at the school. All the guys would die to have an evening of her, but I would kill for an evening with just her perfectly shaped feet. On this day, her toes were a freshly painted red, with open toed black shoes on. She looked absolutely stunning that day, walking around and saying, "hi" to, and welcoming everyone back.

I was literally in heaven when I was talking to her, because during the life of the conversation, I couldn't keep my eyes off of her sculpted feet and I think she started to notice. Anyway, as I tried to to sleep that night, I couldn't keep my mind off of her peds. As I laid in bed, I dreamt that Melissa had called me up and asked me to come over to her house to help her move something. As I walk through her front door, she has a pair of see-through shorts on and an old discarded T-shirt on. She brings me into her room, and offers me a seat.

I ask her what is it that she needs to be moved, but she explains that there's nothing to be moved except the hot sides of my cock. I yell, "What?" and she explains that she keeps catching me staring at her feet. She tells me that her boyfriend is into her feet too. She also explains that he is presently out of town playing in a basketball tournament and that her feet need a big cock to play with.

Swiftly, I pull out my stiffiing rod as she rubs her pretty bare feet all over my jeans. She tells me that she loves it when guys play with her feet, because it gives her such a powerful feeling which is like none other. She tells me to lick her one foot, while she tickles my balls with the other. Then she places both feet on my cock, and proceeds to masturbate me to an orgasm, in which I cum all over her red toes.

I mention to her that I would like to get her off, but instead she wants me to help place my load all inside of her shoes which she'll wear to class the next day. As this is happening, my alarm xlock rings and I realize this is all unfortunately a dream. I shower and proceed to class and as I'm walking to class, I say, "hi" to Melissa.

She comes over and whispers, "How about last night?"

"Was it a dream, or was it real?" I ask myself.