Chapter Two - My Foot Fetish
(Posted on Saturday, June 16, 2001)
This story was submitted by Michael J. Heard (Mike).

To read the 1st part of this story, click Chapter One - The Early Years

I think I was around the age of twelve or thirteen when my fetish began to include feet. I noticed something different the summer of 1975. I think it was around this time of year (June or July), one afternoon as all of us kids were sitting around in the den watching TV. Rhonda and Donna were barefoot as they usually were indoors. Donna was in the recliner and I was sitting in the floor. For some reason, I just couldn't keep my eyes off her soles. Even at the age of eleven, Donna was a big girl and already had size eight feet. I remember staring at her wrinkled soles and getting aroused. All I could do at the this early age was look and dream.

Then I began to watch Rhonda's feet too. Rhonda's feet were different. They weren't as plump and squishy looking as Donna's but her feet were perfectly shaped; pink, with freckles all over the tops. I watched my sisters' feet for years before I ever got bold enough to act upon my urges.

One Friday night, my sisters had a slumber party with some of Rhonda's and Donna's friends. This is when I got my first feel of bare female feet. Seven sisters plus eight more females made a total of fifteen pairs of bare female feet! I planned to make my move in the early morning hours when I knew that they would all be asleep. Rhonda and I were sixteen at the time of the party, and by this age I was going nuts for some foot action.

As planned, I sneaked into Rhonda's and Donna's room to sneak a peak at some female feet. Sleeping teenage girls everywhere! I spotted a pair of feet sticking out of some covers and I crawled over to them. Ahh! It was Rhonda's feet! Rhonda and Donna were both sound sleepers. I picked up a pair of sandals that I found as I crawled through the room and began humping on them as I put my face right up at Rhonda's soles. I humped those sandals ever so quietly as I savored the smell and sight of Rhonda's tender pink wrinkled soles. A streetlight outside gave me just enough light to see her feet.

As I continued to hump the sandals, I heard a weak voice whisper in my ear. "Whacha doin?" whispered the female in the darkness.

I nearly jumped out of my skin. I looked around and saw the shape of a girl's head right at my face. It was Renee, the oldest of the triplets and the third oldest of all the sisters. I didn't say a word. I just laid there. Renee kept whispering things to me
and trying to tickle me. Renee and Diane were hyper and often very annoying. During the tickling, Renee grabbed hold of my dick! "Wow! It's so big!" She said. "Are those my sandals?" She asked.

"Yes, I guess so," I whispered.

Renee then laid right down beside me and began to masturbate me. She got her sandals out from under me and put them at my face. "Lick them!" She whispered.

I licked the insides of Renee's sandals as frantically as I could. I had no idea that Renee was that kinky, but I was glad that I found  out. What she did next really shocked me. She slowly inched herself closer to Rhonda's exposed soles. Renee then began to deeply inhale and sniff her soles. Then she began to lick Rhonda's wrinkled soles. I was going out of my mind! I grabbed Renee's sandals and moved them down toward my rock hard dick when my hand hit something else.

It was Renee's feet! I stroked her soft soles for a second or two and then I slowly positioned myself on top of her feet. My dick rested on her soles and heels as I began to fuck her feet. Renee's hands were busy on her young pussy as she continued to almost eat Rhonda's soles. It didn't take me long to cover Renee's feet in cum. I let it go more than once.

A special bond began that night and it is still strong. Renee was the end of my foot fetish fantasy. It had now become a reality. I no longer had to dream about female feet, Renee and I had more times together and for years, hers were the only feet that I had. Renee is twenty six now and I can still have her feet. All I need to do is to ask.

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Michael J. Heard (Mike)