53 Foot Fetish Short Stories

by Andreas Bauer

  I then proceeded to lift her foot back on the stool and place it on the measuring gauge. Her foot was seven and a half inches long. She had a beautifully shaped foot.

  Her heel area was narrow and got progressively wider up to the ball of her foot, but the ball wasn't excessively wide like some feet I have seen. Her foot than got a little narrower as it went to the end of her toes. Her big toe was pointed into her other toes. A characteristic of women who wear high heels a lot. Her high arch tended to make her toes point downwards. Her 2nd toe was just slightly longer than her big toe, and the rest of her toes got progressively shorted. Her foot was a work of art. After measuring her foot and admiring the beauty of it, I than found a footie and put it on her. I then proceeded to put the Ked on her foot and tied it for her. It looked really sexy with her navy cotton Mary dress. I than removed her other stocking, kissed her foot and sniffed it, put on the other footie, and put the remaining Ked on her right foot. SHARON than proceeded to walk around the department, and gave me a shoe show. Even with a casual canvass pair of shoes on, she was the epitome of sensual.

  About that time, we heard the elevator door open. The guard for this floor was coming. Heidi told me to get back on my floor, wait for about an hour, and find her again. She wouldn't tell me where, but told me if I was motivated enough, I wouldn't have a hard time locating her. I took off for the back stairwell to go up to 7 as it was about break time. I could still feel her soft skinned toes on my penis. It was still semi-hard. She had taken me half way to an orgasm and quit. I had a feeling that this would happen a few more times tonight before she would let me cum. The anticipation killing me. SHARON sure knew how to orchestrate an exciting night.

  Well, one of my wishes comes true. I have felt SHARON's feet on my dick and it was wonderful. It's true, she didn't let me cum, but the night is still young. I had this feeling that before the night was over, I would have the orgasm of my life. I already felt like my life has changed sexually. I think I'm more mature about it. After all I just said orgasm, not get my rocks off, or stowed the load, or some other juvenile phrase for orgasm.

  It was time for my last break before lunch, so I headed up to the 7th floor and the break room. When I got there, Uwe was sitting at the table reading a mag called Tip Top. He said it was over 30 years old. It was published by some old coot named Elmer Batters. Uwe said Elmer is an icon when it comes to old time leg magazines. Apparently, he pioneered the art and it's carried through until today. I thumbed through it and must admit, those girls were hot. Most of them were just a little on the buxom side with thick legs and nice big, well-shaped and pedicured feet. Come to think of it, they fit the mold of SHARON. They also dressed in full-fashioned stockings and high heels. Some even wore tennis shoes with stockings. Damn they looked hot. It dawned on me that 20 minutes ago, I was putting tennis shoes on SHARON. Hum. Uwe told me I could take the magazine home after work as long as I returned it to him. I took the magazine, thanked him for it, and put it in my locker.

  Uwe asked me again if I saw SHARON yet tonight. His constant inquiring about her started to get on my nerves. I asked him why all the questions about her, and he said "no particular reason". "I just thought you were infatuated by her". I thanked him for his interest, but I didn't dare tell him about what had been going on since Tuesday night.

  15 minutes passed, and it was time to head back to my floors. I could hardly wait under the circumstances. I was hoping SHARON would be waiting for me in the regular women's shoe department. It was on my floor plus I really wanted to end with the upscale shoes. Maybe something in a 4-inch heel in black satin, black full fashion hose. I think I secreted a little just thinking about it. I made two quick rounds, but no SHARON. The next thing I knew, almost 2 hours had passed, but she was nowhere to be found. It was now time for lunch. With a little bit of a disappointed spirit, I went up to the break room, got my lunch out of the locker, and sat down to eat. Uwe, Bill Bates, one of the other floor guards, and a lady from the accounting office were all in their eating. When I finished with lunch, I sat in a lounge chair and read a popular mechanics magazine. "Yes I can read things besides sex books". I was trying to figure out why SHARON didn't meet me before lunch, when it hit me. The whole time we had been playing this game, I had to figure out where she was. After our first encounter tonight,

  I simply went to where I wanted her to be. I knew now as soon as lunch was over, I would have to go back to reasoning. Not wishing.

  When I returned from lunch to my floors, I started to look for a clue. SHARON always left one. No sooner did I start looking for a clue, I found it. Coiled on the floor in front of me was a garden hose. I immediately went down to the 1st floor to the garden shop. It was totally dark, so I had to use my flashlight. I spent 20 minutes or more looking all around the department, but no SHARON. This wasn't like her. She always was where she led me. But WAIT A MINUTE. She left a garden hose, but maybe the clue was just the word HOSE. Like in women's hosiery. I than proceeded back to the 3rd floor and the women's hosiery department. There standing by the counter, drumming her fingers on the counter was SHARON. She told me to pick out 4 pairs of hosiery that I like and then follow her up to the furniture department. I picked out 4 pairs and off we went.

  When we got upstairs, SHARON sat down on a couch and told me to find a stool and set it down in front of her. I did so, and sat on it. SHARON's legs were right in front of me and she proceeded to put her right foot in my lap. She had not put her stockings back on from our session a few hours ago. Without being told, I slowly removed her white pump from her foot. The sound and accompanying odor her now bare foot was intoxicating. I raise her foot to my mouth and planted kisses all over the soul of her foot. She wiggled her toes as I kissed her foot and again I became aware of my growing penis. She told me I was a good student, but first things first. SHARON wanted me to try on all four pairs of stockings on her and to take my time and enjoy the pleasure it would bring to both of us.

  The first pair I picked out was Hanes silken mist, off black. These stockings were a very fine denier, usually worn for dressier occasions. The color off black was a little miss-leading as they were more of a darker brown with a grayish tinged to them. They had a re-enforced toe but nude heel. SHARON raised her foot so it would be easier for me to slip the stocking on her. As I eased it on her, I felt her rest her other foot on my crotch. She still had her shoe on that foot, but it felt really good as she worked my dick with the heel of the shoe. I finished putting the stockings on her and admired how good they looked on her. She had painted her toenails a dark red color since last night. The red color peeking out from underneath the re-enforced toe gave me an instant hard on. SHARON's stocking left foot found my crotch again and really started to rub me in earnest. Her right foot came up to my mouth, and I kissed her foot all over as I felt a welling up in my loins. Even through my pants, SHARON's magical toes were giving my dick quite a workout. I sucked her middle 3 toes in to my mouth. Even with the new stockings on, I could taste her musky foot juices. I was now leaning back as SHARON was giving me one hell of a foot job. About the time I was ready to cum, she withdrew her foot from my crotch and said "not so fast big boy". "We aren't ready for that yet ". SHARON had brought a bag with her. It contained a few pairs of shoes. She gave me a pair of dark brown heels, and told me to put them on her. I did, and she walked around and gave me a foot fashion show.

  After about 5 minutes of that, I sat on the couch, and she sat on the other end. I lifted her feet up and put them in my lap. I slowly removed one shoe, and smelled the insole. My erection got harder. I than smelled her foot. SHARON than leaned over and unzipped my pants. She leaned over and took me in her mouth. I swear I thought I would explode. She than had me lean against the back of the couch, and she did the same at the other end. She kicked her other shoe off, and her toes went to work on my penis. I started to rock my hips back and forth as I was in essence, fucking SHARON's foot. Our rhythm was in sync and I knew I couldn't last long, SHARON than pulled her pantie
s off and threw them at me. Her foot resumed its activity all over my dick. Her fingers found their way to her vagina and instantly buried themselves deep with-in her. As SHARON fingered herself and worked my dick over with her toes, her eyes gazed into my eyes. Without saying a word, I stood up and removed my clothes. I than sat on the floor in front of the couch, with my back to it. SHARON then facing me straddled me and sat down on me. As she did, my dick slid into her vagina, and for the first time we connected. As she rode me, I lifted her dress above her head and laid it on the couch.

  I than undid her bra, and the best looking set of tits you ever saw was in my face. As our motion increased in speed, I took her right breast into my mouth. Her nipple was very firm and erect. I swear I could taste a little secretion come out of it onto my tongue. Her silky toes were buried under my leg and as she would rise up on me, they would slide forward, and as she lowered herself back on me, they would slide back. I didn't realize that every part of the human body had nerve endings in it. SHARON was stimulation my penis, my mouth, my leg, and everywhere our bodies touched. I sure as hell hoped nobody showed up. There was no way in hell I would give this up. If we got caught, so be it. After a few more minutes of this first class love making, we exploded in an intense orgasm.

  My orgasms involving SHARON were harder than any I had experienced. This one was the best of all. I could tell by the way SHARON was reacting she was equally excited. When our orgasms subsided, She stayed on top of me and I just held her. Her vagina muscles squeezed my dick every few minutes as if to drain every drop of semen from me. Her toes lightly rubbed my legs, as a woman rubs her fingers through the hair of her lover. After a few more minutes, she got off of me and we got dressed. We sat back on the couch, and SHARON put her feet in my lap. She was now fully dressed, but left her shoes off. She asked me to rub her feet for a few more minutes. She told me I was a good student and gave a great foot massage. It's not too difficult to do something well that you love. She then said, this would be all for tonight. After what we had just gone through, we couldn't top it. So for the first time, she leaned over and kissed me, than she put her shoes on, gathered her things and left. Tomorrow would be the last night on the job.

  I didn't know anything about her. Would we see each other after this week? My mind had a million questions. Most would be answered, but not tonight.

  This tale that I have been weaving will soon come to an end. Friday came, and it was my last night on the job.

  After last night, I knew that I needed to establish some kind of a relationship with SHARON. I wouldn't say I fell in love with her, but I was certainly hooked on her as a sex partner, and wondered if anything beyond that was possible. We had not discussed anything beyond our sex games, thus, we did not really know each other at all, and other than the fact we found some common ground in a physical relation. But I knew I at least wanted to discuss it with her. And I certainly was in-debited to her for turning me on about foot and leg sex.

  By now my routine was set. I went up to the 7th floor and clocked in. Uwe was going to be late coming in, but left me a message. He told me to take my same 2 floors and he enjoyed working with me. He also said if I saw SHARON, to tell her he said hello. Anyway, I went down on the 3rd floor and started my rounds. I had no idea what SHARON had in mind tonight, and I didn't see how anything could out do last night. I think she also had a great time. I know she intended for me to try all 4 pairs of hose on her, but we both got so excited, that we couldn't hold back after trying the first pair on her. I felt she was surprised that she couldn't wait. After all, last night’s session was about the joy of patience. I guess the moral of last night is that "patience is fine, but if it feels that good, than screw patience".

  I walked my first round of the 3rd and 4th floor, and no SHARON. I had this feeling in my gut that I may not see her tonight. I really think that her emotions got the best of her last night. SHARON was the kind of person who had to be in charge, and last night, she wasn't. Most of the first half of my shift went by. It was now about 15 minutes until my lunch break. As I was leaving the 4th floor, a soft voice from the shadows called me. The voice seemed very distant and un-attached to anybody. I turned around, and standing at the entrance to the jewelry department stood May Ling. She startled me for a moment, but after a minute or two, I re-compassed myself. She smiled and apologized for scaring me. She told me that tonight, we could have some fun, but SHARON would not be back.

  I asked her why, but it was obvious she either didn't know, or wouldn't tell me. Anyway she suggested that I go have my lunch, and after that, she would make my night worthwhile. I agreed, and certainly enjoyed Wednesday night's escapade with her. She was a very lovely and sinuous young oriental lady. I asked her where we would meet, and she smiled and said, "you know better than that". She would leave a clue as always, and if I followed it through, than I would be rewarded. She did say since this was the last night, allow enough time so we could complete everything. I wasn't exactly sure what she meant by that, but WHAT THE HELL. I thought to myself, "go enjoy yourself dumb-ass.

  After lunch hour was over, I went downstairs to the third floor and started my rounds. I quickly found a note from Senzu that says, "If at first you don't succeed, try again". Now what the hell does that mean? I started on my rounds a little discouraged by the note. I didn't have a friggin' clue what it meant. I also knew that if I didn't get it right, no May Ling. SHIT! Then it dawned on me. SHARON and I didn't finish our deal last night. We were supposed to try on four pairs of stockings, but we got carried away and only completed one. We didn't succeed at the patience heightens pleasure exercise. I was betting Senzu was in the furniture department on that same couch, with those hose for me to try on her. I ran up to the furniture department and there she was, just as I had guessed.

  She congratulated me on my thinking and told me to join her on the couch. I went over and sat down next to her. Even in the dim light, I could see what an oriental flower she was. She had on a white skirt made out of a crape material. It wasn't a mini skirt, but came right to her kneecaps. That's short enough to get a good view of those great legs, but long enough to hide her garter belt in case she was wearing stockings. Her blouse was a faint blue color. It was semitransparent and you could see the white bra she was wearing, encasing her more than ample breasts. She didn't appear to be wearing any hosiery and a pair of low heel black patent leather pumps adorned narrow size 6 feet. Senzu raised her feet up and parked them in my lap. She said That SHARON and I had some unfinished business from last night, and since she couldn't be here tonight, she and I would complete it. I saw the 3 packs of hose from last night lying on the floor. Senzu gave me one and winked at me. She told me " I think you know what to do with these. Indeed I do.

  I raised her left foot up and slipped her shoe off. Her feet were beautiful. They were a little damp from being encased in her shoes with no stockings on, and they had the sweetest scent to them. They had a clean smell to them with a slight vinegar and leather undertone. This was very different from SHARON's foot odor, but in its own way, very stimulating. Touching her feet was also a treat. They were soft to the feel, and warm as toast. I opened the package of stockings Senzu gave me. They were Christian Dior's ultra-sheer. They had the feel of silk to them, and looked like stockings, not a knit ball that you had to put on to tell what they were. They were a nude color with a seam up the back. They were a little different. As I rolled one stocking up to slip it on May Ling, her foot found my crotch. She poked her toes rather hard into me. I guess she was trying to find what state my dick was in. Well it was getting hard now. As it started to bulge through my pants, May Lings toes started to circle around where she thought the head was. Damn it felt good. I lifted her foot to my face and kissed her toes. She immediately stuck them in my mouth and told me to suck them hard as it turned her on. I could now taste her feet as I sucked them. She then took her other foot, the one that had been working my dick over, and held it in front of me. I then proceeded to put the stocking on her.
As I did, I noticed she had a garter belt on beneath her dress. Y E S ! I than fastened her stockings to her garter belt, and proceeded to put the other stocking on her. When that was completed, she took her feet and started to rub my dick through my pants. She brought me to the point where I was getting close to Cumming, and then she stopped. She than asked me to put her shoes back on her, which I did. At that point she gathered her things and told me she would meet me in the women's shoe department in 45 minutes. Ah Ha! Make me wait, but the anticipation was great.