Hawaiian Footjob By A Hooker
(Published on Saturday, December 6, 2003)
This story was submitted by fjguy@peopleweb.com.

A couple of years ago I found myself in Hawaii on a business trip. Honolulu is known for having a lot of streetwalker action and a police force that turns a blind eye to it. I figured I'd see what Waikiki could offer me.

The block around the World Trade Center is prostitute central after 10:00 p.m. I sat down on the edge of a concrete planter and watched the people go by. Most of the working girls were either singularly
unattractive, or else were wearing clothes that screamed "cheap whore." I'd have been too embarrassed even to have strangers see me talking to them. But finally, a less obnoxious girl approached me and introduced herself as Brooke. She was thin and petite, wearing lace-up pants and a
subdued top. With her long curly brown hair and glasses, she looked more like a secretary than a prostitute. The only thing that gave her away was her tiny sequined purse (I'd seen other working girls carrying them) and some ludicrously high stilletto heels. It was the sight of her feet tucked into those shoes that turned me on.

We talked briefly, as she asked if I was interested in some company. I asked her how much "company" might cost, and she said $100. I knew this was pretty cheap (I'd heard $200 and over just for a blow job was the going rate with many of the girls), so I instantly agreed. I told her my car was parked a block away, and said we could go back to my hotel, shower together, and have some fun. She said she was tired of walking in her shoes, and asked if I'd wait while she took them off. Now, walking
down the street watching her bare feet smack the pavement, I was rock hard.

We drove back to the hotel and went up to my room. She asked for the money up front, and I paid her. Then she put her arms around me and gave me a hug and asked if I'd like to French kiss. Now I'm a pretty safe-sex sort of guy. There was no way I was going to risk herpes or some such thing kissing this girl. She looked clean, but you can never tell. I demurred, and said I'd just stick with the caressing and fondling. And that I did for the next few minutes. We ended up on the bed, both of us in our underwear by now (her lace-up pants had come off to reveal a cute purple thong, while uptop she was wearing a push-up black bra). She took the bra off, and I spent a considerable amount of time with my tongue tickling her erect brown nipples.

Finally, I suggested a shower. By the time we hit the bathroom we were both completely undressed. I soaped her up and down paying particular attention to her breasts, and making her giggle. Finally I sat down on the floor of the shower and lovingly washed her dirty soles clean. It was a big task, as they'd gotten quite dirty walking down the street. But I, for one, am a clean soles kind of guy. I spent a lot of time stroking them, and would gently kiss her toes once each foot was clean. After shampooing and rinsing her hair, we got out and dried off. I went to the bed; she went to her purse and started pulling out a condom.

"Hang on," I said. "I'm not interested in sex. I'd like to have you come over here and give me a footjob instead--rub my cock with your bare feet."

She looked perplexed by this. "What?"

I asked, "Is that a weird request?"

"Well, most guys just want to have sex," she replied.

"Yeah, but I'm not most guys. I've got a foot fetish, and I'd like nothing better than having you get me off with your feet. Seems like an easy way to earn $100 to me!"

"OK," she shrugged, and came over to the bed. I sat down with my back against a pillow, and she lay down with her head on the foot of the bed, and her feet up near my groin. I showed her where to put her feet, and she started in. For a first-time footjob, she learned fast! She had long shapely toes, with red nail polish. She started out with her soles pressed against my shaft, rubbing slowly back and forth. Her legs were apart, and I had a great view of her neatly trimmed pussy. Her nipples were still erect, and every so often she'd idly brush them with her fingers.

I showed her how to get her toes into the act, and she got pretty good and getting a nice rhythm going with them, pressing down harder and harder onto my cock, which by this time was glistening with pre-cum. I was really enjoying the view--her slender, shapely feet caressing my cock and occasionally slipping down to caress my balls with her toes, her moist cunt agape between her spread legs, and her small breasts gently bobbing and she took me to footjob paradise.

"God, you've got sexy feet. Did anyone tell you that?" I asked.

"No, you're the first," she replied. I don't know how much she was getting out of it, but overall she seemed to be enjoying her work, and would alternate between watching her feet on my cock and glancing at my face to see how she was progressing. I was trying to enjoy this for as long as I could, and probably held off for a good ten to fifteen minutes of stroking. Finally, I skootched down a bit, and brought one of her feet up to my mouth. She watched thorugh half-open eyes and I kissed and
then licked the arch of her foot and worked up to her toes. I started sucking on each toe individually, working my tongue between them. Brooke moaned and giggled, obviously enjoying this.

But having her bare foot in my face sent me over the edge. "Oh, god, I think I'm going to cum," I told her. "I want to come right on your toes," I said. She obliged by bringing both feet back to my cock. She pressed with her soles against the shaft and after a few quick strokes there was nothing I could do. I moaned, and she brought her feet up, dangling them in front of the tip of my penis. The toes of her foot gently brushed the tip, and I brought my hand down for better aim.

I think it had been a good week since I'd had sex or masturbated, so I was primed. As I experienced one of the best orgasms of my life, I ejaculated up through her toes. She obligingly held her feet there as I pumped out several generous servings of cum onto the tops and bottoms of her feet. When I was spent, she gently lowered her sticky feet down onto my cock and gently rubbed. This girl was a pro after just one session! She gently caressed it as it went limp. I got up, got a wet washcloth and cleaned her off.

After that, she got dressed, and thanked me for an "interesting evening," and left to catch a cab. Overall, it was $100 well-spent, and I'd just like to thank Brooke, wherever she is, for letting me pop her footjob cherry.