Can't Get Enough
(Posted on Saturday, January 13, 2001)
This story was submitted by Bill W.

I have always had a foot fetish. I recall a sitter once when I was very young making me lick her feet. She was a high school cheerleader. I was a 3rd grader.

I used to try to do my cousin every time that we were together. Once I was at her house, they had horses, so we went riding. She lost her shoe so I retrieved it for her. As I bent down to pick it up, I brushed her foot with my lips and the side of my face. When I put her shoe on, I held her foot in the palm of my hand and lightly massaged it. She didn't say anything, but brought it toward my face.

Now her bare foot was inches from my lips. The odor was awesome! I lightly licked her toe, replaced her shoe, hopped on my horse and rode toward the barn. We didn't say much on the way back. It took about 30 minutes to get back. We cleaned the horses and put them away. She asked if I would like to move some hay in the loft, so up we went. Once in the loft, she climbed upon a stack of hay and jumped off the other side saying, "Come on, its my secret place!"

I followed and couldn't believe what I saw. She was laying on a makeshift hay bed covered with silk sheets. She had removed her shoes and jeans and was on her stomach with her knees bent and her soles showing. I got an instant hard-on.

"Do you like my feet?" She asked.

I didn't know what to say.

She said, "Get over here and show me how much you love my feet."

I went to her and started to lick her soles, heels and toes. My excitement was very much showing in the shorts that I was wearing. "What's that wet spot on your shorts?" She asked. "Spring a leak?" She laughed. I felt her hand up the leg of my shorts. "You are making me wet. I must check this out."

She rolled away. I stood up and pulled her shirt and bra off in one motion. She put her hand down her panties and started to play with herself saying, "Get all your clothes off and start sucking my feet again."

I did, and as I was sucking on her feet and toes, she pulled her panties down to her feet and brought her knees up to her stomach. I was still kissing and licking her feet as she moved them. The odor from her honey pot was almost as good as her feet. I bit into her panties and removed them, letting my face fall into her honey pot. She was on fire and shifted around into a 69 position for a few quick licks and then went for my feet.

We must have stayed like that for 45 minutes. We both came several times before we were interuped by the sound of her girlfriend calling for her in the barn. That's another story.

Please feel free to e-mail me.     bill w.