Kirstie's Salty-Sweet Feet
(Posted on Wednesday, November 14, 2001)
This story was submitted by lovehertoes@yahoo.com.

I’m in the computer repair business and my job requires me to travel extensively to various types of locations and businesses.  I must say that my most favorite jobs are in the school systems and universities.  Hundreds of hot single females run scantly clad around the halls and campuses. You can only imagine the sights that I see on a daily basis.

Recently I had an experience that I must say tops all of my foot fetish encounters to date.  I was working on a job in a local high school.  For legal purposes, all of the seniors in this particular class are 18 years of age.  On a particular occasion, I was in a computer lab running some network drops and burying cables in conduit. I was underneath a lot of workstations and in some very great positions to see one the most beautiful sights in the world.  Many pairs of hot sweaty feet sliding in and out of sandals, slides, pumps, platforms and tennis shoes.

For some reason, no matter what type of shoes girls wear, they always manage to find a way to expose their naked sexy feet.  In this particular lab, a girl who I will call “Kirstie” drove me to insanity with the games she played with her feet and shoes. She is one of those girls who has an unbelievable sex appeal. She’s a perfect 10 in every category. Her voice is so soft but yet demanding.  Her politeness just makes you want to grab her and screw like wild animals on the floor.

Better yet, she just makes me want to grab both of her size 6 feet and suck all the sweat out of her toes.  She knows she’s hot and she uses it to her advantage in every way. I’ve lusted for this girl for the past two weeks. I’ve been in the lab wanting to screw her wildy. On this one particular day, I owned her. I had her for myself in every sense of the word. She consented to every way I manipulated her. Here’s how it happened.

I was underneath a cubicle next to her routing some cable into the floor conduit. She was wearing a pair of Sam and Libby ballet flats and her toes were delicately placed inside.  Her perfectly tanned feet exposed only the slightest of toe cleavage. Every now and then she would wiggle her toes as if to get my attention. I had a very hard time concentrating on my work and it took much longer to finish. I didn’t mind at all. I would make every effort to drop a connector or a tool near her foot so I would have to lean over to get closer.

She would gently slide her foot out of her shoe just enough to expose the tops of her toes then she would arch her foot and show me her milky soles and relax it slowly back into her shoe. The hint of her sweaty foot filled my nose with sweet anticipation. It wasn’t a lot, but just enough to get my sperm swimming. She repeated her erotic moves with her feet and toes and then she suddenly surprised me. She kicked off both of her shoes with a swift kick and both shoes landed within inches of me. She had done this on purpose.

She innocently leaned down and looked under the cubicle. I was motionless and had my eyes fixed on her princess-like feet.  She had clear toe-nail polish on and they were perfectly manicured. The aroma of a salty-sweet odor was very prominent. Her shoes were very well worn on the inside and you could see the definite toe imprints. Her feet were very sweaty and you could see moisture on the inside of her shoe.

I looked up at her innocent face and she whispered to me to move her shoes close to her feet so she could put them back on. I agreed and reached down to her shoes. I made sure to touch as much of the insole as possible. I just about stuck my hands down in her shoes as if I was putting them on my hands. I laid them down by her delicate feet expecting her to slide her feet in.

Ten or fifteen seconds went by and she still hadn’t put her shoes back on.  I leaned up from under the cubicle and whispered back to her that her shoes were by her feet. In a soft but demanding whisper, she asked me to put her shoes on her feet. I almost came all over myself at that point but I reached over and gently cupped her ankle in my hand. Since she couldn’t see me, I placed the shoe over my nose and inhaled deeply. Every ounce of manhood in me was ready to explode.

The orgasmic combination of her sweaty feet and the clearly visible toe prints sent me into immediate heaven. I gently licked from the heel area of her shoe to as far to the toe area as I could. The taste was so much sweeter than I ever remembered from anyone before. I took another slow and delicate lick of her shoe then placed one very softly onto her foot. The erotic sight of her toes going from being exposed to hidden was all I could handle.

I reached for her other shoe and inhaled deeply again. I touched her toe imprints with my fingers and imagined that being my tongue on her soft toes.  I licked again then gently kissed her shoe and placed it on her other foot.  She crossed her legs then dangled her shoe so I could see her gorgeous soles and heel.  At this point, I was out to have her.  I pretended to accidentally bump her foot and the dangling shoe fell off her foot. She wiggled her toes as if to keep the shoe from falling off but it failed.  She leaned over and looked under the cubicle again.  This time she gave me an evil but seductive look then sat back up in her chair.

I wanted to see what she was going to do next.  I sat and stared for at least a minute at her naked foot only inches away from my face. Finally with the cum in my body about ready to explode, I leaned over to her foot and gently started to kiss her toes.  I made sure to use as much open mouth as possible to give me an easy opportunity to take one in my mouth.  Before I could even take one into my mouth, she pushed her foot forward and 3 of her toes entered my mouth.  My tongue gently grazed underneath her toes.

The taste of sugar and salt overcame my mouth. I could smell her foot aroma all the while tasting every ounce of sweat from this sweet innocent girl.  Her foot was relaxed and she allowed me to do anything I wanted.  I licked up, I licked down.  I slid my tongue between her toes. I tasted hours of her feminine foot scent all combined together on her toes.  My tongue rolled in between her toes.  My lips gently caressed the soft pads underneath.  I could feel her sexual energy being passed from her body down to her feet and toes and into my mouth.

She was wiggling a little in her chair so I knew she getting worked up.  With the shoe on her other foot, she started fishing around for my crotch. I could feel her run her shoe between my thighs in a hurried effort.  It seemed like she kept missing the spot she intended to get. She finally found it then grinded her foot into my aching cock. The pain was very strong. It actually hurt. But I was in too deep at this point to even care.

As she kept grinding her shoe on my dick, I quickly grabbed her foot and took her shoe off.  In one continuous motion, she grinded her now bare foot against my bulging aching cock. I could feel each one of her toes rubbing me. She curled her toes around my cock as best she could. I was ready and waiting for my cum to soak me inside my boxers. I sucked harder and harder on her toes. I licked her soles from her heel to her toes. I ran my tongue under the length of her toes from the big toe to the pinky toe. I forced my tongue between her pinky toe and the one next to it. I picked up a little bit of fuzz and it tasted so good.

She continued to make powder out of my raging hard cock. Suddenly, the bell rang. Class was over. Without any hesitation, she immediately slipped her shoes back on and took off out the door. She never said goodbye or anything. I was left under the table with a 7 inch long cock about ready to blow. I sat bewildered for about 10 minutes trying to regain myself. I didn’t know what to think. I really wanted to talk to her so I hurried to pack up my tools and headed out the door.

I rushed out to the lobby in the school to see if I could see her. I noticed she was getting in her car. I went out the door to catch her. I waved for her to stop and she did. As I leaned in the window to talk to her, I noticed immediately she had kicked off her shoes and was driving barefooted. The sight of an innocent young petite girl driving barefooted makes me melt on the spot. I asked her if we could talk and I noticed her face was really red and she sounded kind of winded and nervous.

She calmed down and told me to hop in.  I agreed and immediately noticed her petite size 6 bare peds gently placed on the brake pedal. Her arches were so well defined and I melted right in the seat. She took her left foot off the brake and tucked it sort of Indian-style on the seat. Her right foot slid off the brake and onto the gas pedal. I had noticed some spots on the gas pedal that resembled what looked like toe marks. She placed her foot on the gas pedal in exactly the same spot as the marks. I knew that instant that she loved to drive barefooted.

At this point I was ready to propose to her!! I glanced down at the brake and I could see the moisture on the pedal from where her toes were. I would have given my life to have been those pedals. We headed out of the school parking lot and I asked her if she was okay. She was still nervous but did manage to say “Yeah, I’m fine.”

I asked her if she was okay with what had happened in the classroom. She paused for a moment and then in a soft and sincere voice, she said “Yes, it felt so good. I didn’t want you to stop.”

I could see a tear running down her cheek. I asked her what was wrong. She didn’t answer. A minute went by and I asked her to please tell me what was wrong.

She said “nothing.” Then she uttered the most beautiful words to me. “I’ve seen you for the past two weeks staring at my feet. At first I didn’t know what to think. I didn’t know whether to be angry or flattered.  I wanted to talk to you about it but was afraid to say anything. I had been dreaming what it would feel like for you to have your way with my feet. I’ve sat up at night wondering how I could talk to you about it. I didn’t want you to think I was weird. When I notice someone staring at my feet, they immediately start to sweat. I really wanted to take off my shoes in the lab so you could see my feet but I was afraid they would smell.  I don’t have a boyfriend right now and I have no one to share my fantasy with. I’m sad that I have no one and I’m afraid you’ll get freaked out about what happened in the lab and I’ll never be able to know what it would be like for someone to worship my feet. I want you to be the one to show me. Your tongue felt so good in between my toes. Your soft lips took total control of my toes. I was getting so wet. The bell rang and I freaked out. I wanted to talk to you but didn’t know what to say.”

Another tear dripped down her cheek. She got ready to continue talking and I stopped her. I wiped her tear from her cheek and whispered to her to drive to the beach. I told her not to worry and that we could take as long as necessary to accomplish what she wanted. I re-assured her that I really wanted to get to know her more and that I was also getting worked up sucking on her toes.

She wiped another tear from her eye and then said “Thank you.”

That was all she needed to say. The remainder of the drive to the beach was fascinating. I sat back in the seat and reached over to put my hand on her thigh. Her ballet-flats laid next to her feet and she played mind games with me controlling the car with her feet. I asked her if she liked to drive barefooted and she said yes. She mentioned that she hates driving with shoes on and even during the winter months, kicks off her shoes to drive.

I asked her if she noticed her toe prints on the pedals and she said yes. She said she sometimes rubs her own toes over her prints and all over the pedals because she says it feels good on her feet. Little did she know, I was falling deeply in love with her. This sweet innocent young thing was filling my head with everything I had
wished a girl would tell me. Now I was ready for my head to fill her with some warm sticky cream.

We arrived at the beach and decided to sit in the car and talk.  I asked her if I could give her a foot massage and she allowed me.  She laid her legs in my lap and I gently rubbed her soft feet.  I took my time to give each toe its own individual attention. She relaxed in the seat and closed her eyes.  I continued to rub her feet all the while they continued to sweat in my hands. My hands were sticky from her sugary-salty feet but as her feet continued to sweat, I rubbed her sweat back into her.  I felt her body completely relax and I brought her right foot to my mouth.

The moist creamy soles smelled so good. I rubbed my face all over her foot taking in the sensuous fragrance. To me, this was destiny.  I finally had met my match. I kissed her ankles, ran my tongue around her heel and down her sole.  I took each toe into my mouth and passionately sucked out the salty-sweet juices. She continued to lay motionless in the seat. I worshipped both of her feet for about an hour until my mouth was completely numb.

Those Sam & Libby ballet flats still laid on the floor of the car. I reached over and picked up her right shoe and brought it back to my face. It was still moist and had retained its flavor. I licked all over the insole and tried to reach my tongue to her soft toe prints. I could gently outline part of her toe prints with my tongue. The salty moisture filled my senses.  My raging cock needed to release.  It hurt so bad that I had to unzip my jeans and let out my swollen muscle.  With pre-cum glistening on the tip of my dick, I inserted it into her right shoe and rubbed it all over. I could feel the small petite toe prints. The insole felt like velvet on the head of my dick.

I picked up her right foot again and rubbed my face all over it. I passionately starting sucking on all of her toes.  I had all five in my mouth at once and it seemed like I was sucking on a salt shaker. I kept rubbing her shoe all over my dick until finally I came in her shoe. I sucked like madness on her toes. Loads of sticky cream shot into the toe area of her shoe. I must have came for 20 seconds. The inside of her shoe was soaked with my passion for her feet.  I immediately placed the cum-filled shoe onto her right foot. She let out a moan as the warm sticky cream squeezed between her toes.  She smiled and moaned.

I glanced up at her crotch and I could smell the sweet-musky flavor of her juicy area. She asked me to slowly slide her shoe off of her foot.  She wanted to see what the cum looked like on her toes. As I slowly pulled her shoe off, her slimy-wet toes were exposed. She reached inside her panties and touched her silky-wet pussy.  As she pulled her hand out of her pants, the silky-cream of her wetness glistened on her fingers.  She leaned up and touched my lips with her silky-wet fingers and erotically slipped her index finger into my mouth.

I licked every ounce of her cream from her finger and she said, “We have work to do, now let me take you to my house. My parents won’t be home until late.”

She kept her right shoe on and I thought she was going to drive home with them on. But as soon as she swung her legs back over to the driver’s side, she slid her cum-soaked right foot out of the shoe and placed it perfectly on the toe marks on the gas pedal.  As she drove I consistently watched the movement of her feet. When she would go from the gas to the brake, I could see a ribbon of my cum laying perfectly on the gas pedal.  She made sure to rub her foot all over it when she went back to the gas pedal.  It was the perfect beginning to a knockout night to cum.

Stay tuned for “Part II, Kirstie’s Salty-Sweet Feet.” I have written 5 other stories about my encounters which are archived in Great Feet’s Story Archives. I’d love to hear your comments or your encounters like mine. The feedback gives me the encouragement to put all the rest of my experiences on the Story Gallery. Send your comments to lovehertoes@yahoo.com.