Jody
(Published on Wednesday, February 4, 2004)
This story was submitted by Tower982002@yahoo.com.

Jodi has been my best friend for years.  I believe we would have been a great couple, but Jodi is not into guys.  She is always fooling around and having fun.  We often just sit around my house and talk, for hours at a time.

There are times when I touch her face and wonder what we would be like together.  She never minded me running my hand through her straight brown hair, or me playing with her stomach as I tried to make her laugh.

Jodi has known about my foot fetish since we first became friends.  There were times that I smelled her socks, but she never let me kiss her feet.  Of course she loved my long foot rubs, but she never let me indulge myself.

Today I was lying on the floor when Jodi walked into my house.  She was still a little hung over from her party last night, so she was a little with drawn.  She sat on my love seat, her sneakers inches from my face.

Jodi started telling me how tired she was, as she had been up for the last two days.  She told me her socks had not been changed in two days; she never even removed her sneakers.  My mind was racing with this information.

Sure enough I could smell her crisp feet.  She smiled as I sat up and placed her sneakers in my lap.  As she began telling me about this girl she met, who ended up with someone else, I could not stop thinking about her feet.

My hands trembled as I untied her sneakers, one lace at a time. When I pulled off her right sneaker, and slid it off her foot, I could smell her strong stench immediately. Those black Addis were just filled with foot stink.  Jodi gave me a quick smile and a shake of her head as she continued with her story.

Once both sneakers were removed, I held her feet in my hands, and her socks felt damp, and smelled like mildew.  “Sorry. I was dancing and running around the past two days.  But I guess you don’t really care do you?”

I told her feet didn’t smell, but she knew I was having the time of my life at her feet. As she went on about this girl, I began massaging her socked feet. Jodi was wearing white ankle socks, and I loved the feel of them. As my fingers massaged her feet, I noticed her socks were smelly, just like her sneakers.  As I lowered my head to sneak a few sniffs, I noticed Jodi stopped talking.

“You know you want to. Just smell them and get it over with.”

I wasted no time. She was a little out of it if she was going to let me smell her feet. I lowered my face so my nose was between her toes.  She wiggled them and snickered at me as I breathed in her stench.

It was divine. The smell was the strongest I hed ever smelled before. I ran my nose up and down her feet, sniffing every inch of her cute ankle socks.  Around her toes her socks were stained with her sweat, so I decided to smell each toe.

Jodi was watching my every move, probably thinking why anyone would want her feet so badly. I kept digging my nose deeper between her toes as she watched. I was so turned on by her smelly feet, I thought I was going to erupt right there and then.

“Smell my sneakers. See which one smells better.”

I looked at her for an instant, then grabbed her closest sneaker and held it over my nose. It was such a strong smell, I was feeling light headed, but I was not about to lose this opportunity, so I kept smelling, inhaling as much as I could before she got bored with me.

After several minutes of smelling her sneakers, I felt her socked foot on my face. I froze as she slid her socked foot up my chin to my mouth, where she poked her toes into my mouth.

My body was overwhelmed. Her socks tasted like her sneaker. As I looked up at her, I saw her other foot come at me. Jodi used her other foot to pet my head, as if I was her pet. I noticed she was getting excited as well. Her head was resting on the back of her chair as she moaned out in pleasure.

I reached up and grabbed her foot from my head, and pulled off her sock. It was a wonderful sight. Her foot was sticky from her sweat, and smelled like rotten food. When my hands touched her bare foot, I noticed how soft they felt. My hands began to pull her foot to my nose, but she pulled it away.

Jodi pulled her sock from my mouth and held it in my face.  “Take it off,” she said. When my hands touched her sock, she pulled it away and said, “Use your teeth.”

Jodi had a huge grin on her face as she commanded me to remove her sock. It took me few minutes to pull her sock off, but I was so turned on at this point, I was afraid she would notice and stop. I held her sock in my mouth and sucked her sweat from it, then dropped it, and watched it fall to the floor at her feet.

Jodi held her feet away from her body. Her legs were extended from her body, so they were in front of my face. I began sniffing her feet. Jodi was giggling as I ran my nose between her toes. Her tiny toes wiggled, as I smelled them. Then my horny self began licking her toes.

Her toes were gritty. I removed toe jam and dirt from her toes. I coughed a few times as her toe jam got stuck in my throat, but I was really loving this. They were soft and tender. My mouth took each toe and sucked them clean.  Jodi was moaning as I continued. I noticed as I sucked her toes, that her hand disappeared down her pants.

The harder I sucked, the more she moaned. I loved her sounds. My tongue was running up from her heal to her toes. At first my tongue moved slowly, enjoying every inch of her sweaty feet, but I began licking faster and faster as I heard her breathing pick up.

Then it happened. Jodi shuddered as she exploded in bliss. After she was done shaking, I kept sucking on her toes hoping, she would not leave. As her breathing slowed, I could tell she was confused about what had just happened.

When she used her feet to push me in my chest, so I was on my back, I was wondering what she was up to. Jodi stood and placed her foot on my waist with a look of mischief. My eyes were opened wide as she began puling my shorts and boxers off with her toes. No words were spoken as she undressed me with her foot. She then stood there looking at my erection for several seconds before using the top of her foot to push my shaft up in the air, and then used her sole to push my shaft so it was against my skin. She then used her toes to hold the head of my shaft.

Jodi sat down between my legs, and began running her toes up and down my shaft, slowly, enjoying watching me get all worked up. Her toes glided over my shaft. With her foot holding my head, beginning to tap on it, and her other foot running up and down, I was going nuts. Faster and faster she went, working me into a frenzy. I was unable to hold out any longer. I erupted all over the place. My body was tired and ready for some rest.

Jodi walked into my bedroom where she passed out. I rolled over and used her sneakers as my pillow, and then I also passed out.