One Incredible Day!
(Posted on Tuesday, November 20, 2001)
This story was submitted by John H., (the foot fetishism KING)

Allow me to take this time to relate my latest foot fetish experience. This particular episode took place at a recent wedding and involved the feet of a most delectable young lady. Diana is one of my best friends. We have known each other for quite a few years.

Over this past summer, Diana was planning on attending a wedding for a family member and asked if I would like to go along with her. The timing was right for me so it was a definite okay. It was the big day and the church filled with people.

As the ceremony was underway, I happened to notice this girl approximately 18 or 19 seated in a pew across the isle from me. She was dressed very nice of course for this important affair. This girl was wearing a sexy, but not cheap light blue mini skirt which exposed a gorgeous pair of long shapely legs. On her feet, she wore dark blue patent leather sandals with very high heels. And those feet! Wow, high arches, smooth young tan skin with three pale blue painted toes peeking out from each sandal tip.

This whole effect was a foot fetish voyeur`s heaven. At least to me she definitely stood out from the crowd. Much later at the reception there was the usual dancing, food and champagne to be found. Diana and I had a great time there and she introduced me to a lot of people. The one person however that I didn`t meet or find was that hot babe at the wedding. I thought all hope was lost.

Finally my luck changed when I decided to take a walk outside on the patio. To my total surprise there she was. Apparently, she wanted to get a little fresh air. There were a couple dozen people around outside chatting. I took a leisurely stroll over to where she was sitting and introduced myself. Her name was Amy, a friend of the bride`s. We shared some small talk for a while when she made a remark about being sorry that she had worn this particular shoe for this occasion.

To my relief, Amy then reached down and removed not one, but both sandals. Her barefeet looked so luscious with that creamy tan young skin that I hadn`t noticed that the remaining few guests on the patio had returned to the reception room inside. I stayed out hoping to have at least a few more moments alone with Amy. Well, I got that and much more.

With everybody inside and night falling, you couldn`t see out from the dark tinted glass, so I got a little more daring. Amy said, she would like a glass of champagne and would rather stay out here with me. With that she stood up still barefoot and said she would be right back. With her gone I quickly picked up a sandal. I was a bit disappointed when I sniffed inside because, the shoes looked brand new and didn`t have much of Amy`s young foot aroma.

I was about to replace her shoe when Amy came out with two glasses of wine. Since I had the sandal still in my hands, I had to invent an excuse. I told her that her shoes look very small and I was checking to see what size they were. Well, being young and evidently naive about a foot lover such as I, she bought the story. At this point, I figured why not shoot for the whole "nine yards;" I told her to sit down so I could massage her feet. She cocked her head to one side, smiled again and after a moment, sat down. I stood up and pulled a chair and sat down sideways in front of her. I then told her to place her feet on my lap, which she did. I repositioned myself in order for her feet to extend beyond my lap, her calves resting on my lap.

So there I was with this hot little honey`s vulnerable naked feet dangling freely from my lap. All that softness and smooth skin, high curved arches and wiggling toes for me to do with as I pleased. I was not really worried because from where we were, people inside the reception wouldn`t see us directly, but I could easily see them. Back to those soft, wonderful feet. I started to gently brush the bottoms of her feet all around with my fingers, but soon the brushing turned to stroking. Smooth slow strokes all the way up from the heels, along the arch, to the toes and back down. Up and down, up and down. On my lap, I felt the muscles in her calves beginning to twitch slightly. Amy`s feet and toes were flexing and extending following the rhythm of my fingers. There was a funny odd smile on her face and I knew she was truly enjoying this.

I got more daring at this point. I raised one foot to my face, it was fully pointed and arched. What a sight looking at all that naked young foot meat. I have a passion for soles and Amy`s seemed to blush when she would arch her foot. I could feel pre-cum oozing out of my raging hard-on. I pressed my nose to her toes and sniffed. I couldn`t help, but tongue them all around, in between, all over. What a taste, lightly salty and ultra soft. I did both feet of course and she started moaning. I replaced her feet to my lap and now began tickling her outright. Switching from foot to foot, teasing her soles, up and down, back and forth. Even slowly across the bottoms of her sweet toes. She was giggling with joy at my action.

Not wanting this to end, I quite tickling Amy`s feet only long enough to calm her down. I could only hold on much longer before bursting a river of cum. With her catching her breath, I started kissing the tops of Amy`s feet, followed by licking every inch. One last time kissing each toe. I just had to suck on a couple. When I did that Amy`s toes danced on my tongue. Trying to restrain to no avail, I could feel myself cumming.

I was shaking so much that I knew Amy could tell she made me orgasm. She said
something about that being fun and liking it, but my head was still ringing. We ended the whole thing nomally under the circumstances. She thanked me for the massage and teaching her something new saying, she had never had anyone play with her feet before. I got to replace her sandals taking one last look at her feet. Then we went back in. My first stop was the nearest bathroom to clean up the mess in my shorts. We stole a few glances towards each other before leaving the proceedings. I will never forget her.

John H. ( the foot fetishism KING )
email - JHolm57233@aol.com