53 Foot Fetish Short Stories

by Andreas Bauer

  I jumped down from the tree log and sat directly in front of her. Isabella scooted closer to me and again wrapped her arches around my shaft but this time she leaned forward and again began giving me head. The feel of her feet encircling my cock and her mouth gliding up and down the length of my shaft drove me wild! Deep within me I could feel myself nearing orgasm. My balls tightened and I could feel myself nearing the crest of no return. I groaned loudly as my pulsating manhood began to deliver yet another hot load into Isabella’s hot mouth.

  Isabella opened her mouth slightly to allow my hot cum to flow down onto her fantastic arches which still encircled my cock. One side of my mind wondered how much more cum could I possibly deliver after a day of wild sex, while reality showed I apparently had a lot left to give! I tossed my head back and delivered a final flood of hot cum.

  I looked down to see Isabella’s arches coated in my hot cum. Without saying a word, Isabella pulled me even closer to her as she planted a deep wet kiss on my mouth.

  I could taste my cum that still lingered in her mouth My body felt weak from the last release and Isabella and I continued to kiss until we finally realized it was getting dark.

  We returned, naked, to our campsite with the wood we had gathered. Just prior to nightfall I got a nice fire going inside the ring of stones and it wasn’t long before we cooked up some of the food I had brought along. As we cuddled together in front of the fire, Isabella laid her head on my naked chest and pressed her breasts into my right side. Her naked flesh felt divine pressed so closely to mine. Isabella ran the sole of her right foot up and down my right shin. I could feel her warm foot on my leg and the feel of her soles caressing the hairs of my leg. It was getting late and we decided it was time to get into the tent for the night.

  I opened my sleeping bag as Isabella spread her sleeping bag out next to mine. “What are you doing?” I inquired. “Aren’t we sleeping in the same sleeping bag together?”

  Isabella looked at me and said, “What? You want me to sleep with you?”

  I was puzzled for the moment, then Isabella began to laugh... probably at the silly expression on my face. “Silly, I am only kidding!! I thought I would spread out my sleeping bag as our cover!” Isabella said. “I want your hot body pressed hard against mine!” Isabella exclaimed.

  Isabella lay next to me and covered us with her sleeping bag. Isabella pressed her hot naked body next to mine and soon we were both fast asleep.

  Morning came quickly and I opened my eyes to see Isabella still sleeping pressed closely against me. She looked like an angel as she slept... a wild angel... but an angel none the less. Isabella stirred and rolled over onto her left side. I rolled onto my left side and put my right arm over her. Isabella responded by bringing her firm warm ass up against my slumbering tool.

  The sleeping midget between my legs suddenly began to wake and grow until it grew long and firm. I could feel my shaft slide between the cheeks of Isabella’s ass as she pressed her ass hard against me.

  A full night of sleep had allowed me to recuperate from the intense sexual experience of the day before. I reached my right hand around and down to Isabella’s sleepy womanhood. As I was about to move my hand to Isabella’s breast, her hand caught mine at the wrist and pushed my hand down again to her fuzzy womanhood. Isabella purred sleepily and whispered, “Make me wet!”

  I ran my tongue across the back of her neck and then began to nibble her ear as my right hand began to gently tease Isabella’s womanhood into a waking state. I could feel a flood of warmth as Isabella’s love dew formed on her hot cunt.

  “Oooo, yes!” Isabella whispered as my fingers continued to tease her clit and lips. Isabella turned her head towards me, licked my face and whispered softly, “Fuck me! Please fuck me... I want you to fuck me hard... I want to feel your hot, hard cock deep inside me! I want you in me NOW!”

  I slid my cock from between the cheeks of her hot ass and into her velvet lined tunnel of love. Isabella gasped as I penetrated her from behind. She was SO hot and wet!

  “That’s it!” she cried. “Pump me hard!”

  My cock and balls still ached slightly from all the activity the day before, but it was an erotic ache. A mixture of pain and pleasure... more pleasure than pain. I began to pump Isabella hard from behind. Isabella reached her right hand over my side onto my ass pulling my ass hard against her in an effort to maximize the depth of my thrusts.

  “Oooo..!” Isabella purred. “Harder!” she cried.

  I took long hard strokes penetrating her as deeply and as hard as I could. I could feel the muscles of her interior tighten and pulsate around my shaft as continued to pump her furiously from behind. Still with me within her, Isabella rolled to her stomach and then to her knees without me missing a stroke.

  “I am Cumming!” Isabella cried and she let out a scream of pleasure as my hard rod brought her to her first orgasmic release. Her hot juices of love flowed down my thighs as she came hard again and again. Her body quivered as I thrust deeply and completely within her. I felt like I could continue this all day as I had new found stamina!

  On a deep penetrating stroke, Isabella collapsed onto her stomach and my hot wet cock slid from her flooded womanhood. Isabella quickly re-positioned herself onto her back and slid her head between my kneeling legs. Her hot mouth found my hardened shaft and she once again began to take me into her mouth fully and completely. Isabella spread her legs wide and bending over on top of her I placed my mouth upon her hot wet womanhood. It was the classic 69 position. I quickly began to tease her hard clit with my tongue and began to explore the wet folds of pink lips. I drove my tongue hard within her as I could hear muffled sounds coming from her mouth which was full of my throbbing cock. The harder I licked her the harder she rode my shaft with her warm wet mouth. Muffled moans of ecstasy came from Isabella’s mouth as her womanhood flooded with love nectar. My face was wet with her love as she swallowed my shaft down to my balls.

  Isabella drew her feet up to her wet womanhood and I turned my attention to her wonderful feet. I began to lick and suckle her toes, then to wildly lick her soles as her moans were muffled by my cock deep within her hot, wet, mouth. I took the big toe of her right foot into my mouth and slid up and down it in rhythm to Isabella’s rhythm on my shaft. Isabella was Cumming again... hard! As my shaft lay deeply within her mouth, I could feel Isabella’s teeth on the base of my hardened shaft. Not hard enough to hurt but hard enough to know she was at the peak of orgasm!

  Wave after wave of orgasm flooded through Isabella’s body as I continued my oral assault on her toes and then her beautiful soles and arches. I could feel myself getting ready to cum. Isabella sensed I was close to orgasm and once again began to swallow my entire shaft from tip to base. She began to furious suck and slide up and down my shaft until I could no longer hold back. I buried my tongue between the toes of her right foot I moaned loudly and began to cum. Isabella began to lick and suckle my balls as cock twitched and then hardened. Isabella ran her hot tongue up the base of my cock to its tip as I exploded letting out a moan of sheer pleasure. As cum began to shoot from the head of my shaft, Isabella licked the first drops of cum then took my shaft completely into her mouth once again. I could feel cum blasting from my cock as Isabella continued to furiously suck and swallow every drop from my exploding manhood! Drained dry my cock began to shrink, yet Isabella continued her oral assault.

  My cock was becoming super sensitive but Isabella continued to give me head. The feelings of sensitivity began to convert to arousing me and soon I could feel my shaft filling once again to a hardened state. Once re-aroused, we continued our love making well into the morning!

  It was one FANTASTIC camping trip! Isabella drained me dry and I couldn’t get enough of her... or her of me! Needless to say we plan to spend quite a lot of time together again in the very near future!!

  32.

  After a Hard Day's Work

  Pansy was a model with whom I had worked with for about a year. She was tal
l, about 5"10’, her legs were long and slender much like her whole body. Her hair was about shoulder length and blond; her eyes Green and inviting. To sum her up in just a few words, I would say that she was the most beautiful women I had ever met.

  She and I were good friends, our relationship was purely professional and that didn’t really bother me; to be honest I had always considered her way out of my league; a blond fantasy more than a reality.

  Most of the guys she met would stare endlessly at her breasts as they talked to her; she didn’t like this, and although she never said anything to them I could tell she didn’t like being treated differently just because of the way she looked. Strangely enough, it wasn’t her breasts that I stared at when I talked to her; it was her feet. They were absolutely gorgeous picture perfect feet; about size 7’s I would say. Her lovely long slender arches flowed beautifully into those undeniably beautiful toes of hers. She never painted her toenails, and to be honest I preferred this, it demonstrated how naturally beautiful her feet were and that they had no need for artificial beautifying.

  Fairly naturally Pansy was unaware of my foot fetish; as a matter of fact I kept this whole thing to myself generally. To say I was ashamed of it would be a little untrue, however, being such a personal thing I found it difficult to discuss with many women, primarily for the fear that they would think it was weird.

  Anyway, it was Friday afternoon and Pansy had just finished posing for about two-dozen pictures for catalogues and magazines. She was wearing a black knee-length skirt which hugged her hips splendidly. On her feet she wore a pair of strappy black shoes which revealed the majority of her sensational feet to my prying eyes.

  Something I had always thought to be somewhat strange is that women wear very revealing shoes, strappy like the ones she had-on; it was almost like lingerie for feet but to voice your attraction to a woman’s feet was looked down upon, even though women display their feet in a very alluring manner.

  Nevertheless, I complemented Pansy on her good work, "That was pretty good today" I said as we sat down together in two opposite chairs away from the photo-shoot set. "Thanks" replied Pansy crossing her legs in-front of me. Her unbelievably shapely legs were tantalizingly close to me, her feet closer still. She bobbed her foot up and down, swaying it from side to side as we talked. I wondered what it would be like to taste her gorgeous toes, and to run my tongue along her smooth sexy sole experiencing her lovely female scent and taste in the process.

  Most of the people who were involved with the photo shoot had left by this time, and myself and Pansy were eventually the only ones remaining.

  "These shoes are just killing my feet!" Pansy exclaimed. "I could massage them for you if you’d like" I replied nervously, hoping that she would agree. "Oh yes, that would be fabulous" Pansy said gratefully.

  Pansy extended her sexy legs so that her feet rested on my lap. I slowly undid her strappy shoes, removing them individually and placing beside my chair on the floor. I began by massaging her right foot with both my hands, concentrating my strokes around the balls of her foot, and along her beautiful arches. Pansy let-out a sigh of appreciation, "ahhhh, that feels so good" she whispered out loud. I made small rounded movements on her heel before returning my hands to just below the balls of her foot. After I had spent several minutes on her right foot I moved to the other, once again rubbing her arches with my thumbs and devoting adequate attention to her beautiful soft heels.

  I was surprised by the degree to which this turned me on. I could feel my cock beginning to become hard and press against the inside of my pants; still I continued, trying desperately to control my level of excitation.

  The studio was totally empty by now and myself and Pansy sat alone engaged in this mutually satisfying position; she hummed in accordance with her satisfaction at my actions. "Ohhh there’s nothing that could feel better than that after a long day’s work!" Pansy commented as she sat with her head leaned backwards with her eyes closed. What I did next I can’t to this day understand how I managed to find the courage to do. I stopped massaging her foot momentarily and lowered my lips to her left foot planting a delicate kiss on the top of her toes. At first she gave no reaction, simply remaining at ease in her chair; however, when I ceased my actions after several kisses she instantly said "no, no, don’t stop that feels really nice". I gladly continued to lay soft kisses on her foot, ultimately raising it slightly as I held it between both hands so that I may kiss her sole.

  Her little noises indicated that she was enjoying the experience as much as I was, and then I got really brave. I slid her big toe into my mouth and began to caress it with my tongue, rolling it all around and along the underside of her toe. "ahhh yes!" Pansy exclaimed under her breath.

  I couldn’t believe what I was doing here; there was this beautiful woman just letting me have my way with her feet; it was unbelievable. The taste of her foot in my mouth was amazing; the natural aroma teased my nostrils as my tongue experienced the flavor of this truly sensational woman’s foot.

  I moved onto her second toe, sliding it into my mouth before proceeding with similar intentions. Each of her toes brought me to higher levels of arousal, her heavenly female scent engulfed my lungs as I finished sucking her last toe, at which time I paused.

  "No, please don’t stop!" Pansy whispered, her head still tilted over the back of the chair with her eyes closed, "keep going". This was the cue I needed; with her words I ran my tongue along the sole of her left foot as I cradled it between my hands. Pansy let-out a louder sigh this time, her words echoed my thoughts, "Ohhh this is heaven".

  Not to mention the psychological arousal that I was experiencing; the physical sensations of tasting Pansy’s foot were sending tingles down my spine; I can’t remember being this turned-on this much by anything before.

  My tongue explored her foot further, traversing the balls of her foot as I savored her delightful taste before plunging deep between her toes. I tickled between her toes with my tongue, savoring the taste, before moving between the next toes to repeat the act. Pansy’s enjoyment of this was obvious; her head tilted back further still, as she continued to whisper words of encouragement to me.

  Eventually my tongue had bathed the entire bottom of her left foot. I replaced this in my lap and switched my hands over to her right foot, cradling it like before I raised it to my lips and kissed the sole. The aroma of her foot drove me wild with desire, and I instantly put my tongue to good effect, soothing her weary soles with tender strokes as I reached levels of arousal unfamiliar to me. I slid my hands up Pansy’s slender calf as I continued to lick her foot, repeating the actions which had brought her so much pleasure before.

  I ran my tongue along the side of her heel and around her ankle before replacing her foot in my lap, and proceeding to massage it once again. My thumbs slid easily now, aided by the moisture form my oral worshipping. For the first time since starting Pansy looked at me. Her expression told me that she was pleased with what I had done. "Oh my god!" she exclaimed, "I can’t believe you just did that", "I know" I replied "That was fabulous!" I continued.

  Myself and Pansy sat there for some time discussing what had just happened, and I explained my foot fetish to her. "So… what it is about women’s feet that turn you on so much?" Pansy enquired. "I don’t really know" I replied, "All I do know is that I would rather kiss a woman’s feet more than any other part of her body". Pansy commented how it was nice to meet a guy who didn’t grab her breasts at the first opportunity, and how she liked my foot fetish.

  "You’re coming home with me!" Pansy stated definitely; she was right!

  What had preceded this was amazing; what followed was even better!!!

  33.

  Pansy's Gift

  I moaned out-loud as Pansy delivered me a fantastic orgasm. She slid up and down my rigid pole, maintaining her movements for quite some time after I had begun to cum. She kissed me on the lips; my hands wrapped around behind her as I traced them up her smooth back.

  "Yo
u like that baby?" Pansy enquired cheekily as my orgasm subsided; "oh my god!!" I pronounced slowly, placing emphasis of each word. Pansy smiled at me, seemingly pleased that she had brought me so much pleasure. I admired her naked, perfectly formed body as we laid there kissing and cuddling; her firm rounded breasts pressed firmly against my chest as she ran her arms over my shoulders and neck. Pansy’s luscious lips laced the side of my face with kisses as she ran her hands up the side of my body.

  "I’ve got to go now darling" she said to me in an almost apologetic way, "but don’t worry… I’ll be back later to give you more….. You’ll be waiting, won’t you?” As if I was going to say no; "of course I will" I replied sincerely, "OK then…. I’ll see you later" said Pansy with intention before rolling out of bed and getting dressed. Even fully clothed she was amazingly beautiful; her long blond hair teased the top of her back, while her divine legs tapered perfectly into her hips and delicate waist.

  I laid there alone in the bed for a while, contemplating how it would feel to have sex with her later today. Unlike most women, there seemed to be no limit on the number of time she could make me cum in any one day; the level of arousal I felt when I was with her was unfamiliar to me, and every orgasm she bestowed upon me was better than the last.

  I thought about Pansy for the rest of the day while she was at the photo-shoot. I wondered what she was modeling today; whatever it was there was a guarantee that it would look fabulous on her. As the time passed I became frustrated; I wanted her right this minute but there were still a few hours to go.

  The time she was gone seemed like an eternity; it could only have been a couple of hours, still it was absolute torment. I continually fantasized about what I would do to her she got back; I wanted to strip-off those sexy shoes and kiss those gorgeous feet of hers. She seemed to enjoy what I did to her feet, especially before we made-love; it warmed me up for what would eventually culminate into another one of her sensational orgasms.