Feet Hurt Stories

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Sore Feet

by hotti on Sep 13, 2017
Non-Erotic

My feet hurt. My feet hurt and I was dizzy with hunger, not having eaten since breakfast that morning. I tried to cheer myself up with a bad Southern drawl, saying aloud to myself, "Ma dawgs is barkin'!" It didn't work. I walked down the street, same way I walk every night because I don't own a car - or even a bike, and tried to distract myself from my own...

Coming Home Early

by patricia51 on Sep 11, 2017
Loving Wives

Good golly my feet hurt. I paused at the back door to our house and pulled my shoes off. I had taken an older couple on what seemed like a tour of every last house listed by the realty company that employs me. I, silly woman that I was, had not expected this and had worn two inch heels to the office today. So after walking through what seemed like three doze...

Performance Art

by i_would on Oct 6, 2020
Fetish

Everything hurts. My feet, my legs, my arms, my cheeks. Just everything. I am stiff as a board. How long have I been standing here? No idea, no idea of time. A few hours I think, it must be. I have to pee like mad. Is it still not time for a break? I can't even wiggle my legs to help me hold up my pee. Voices, I can't hear what they say. Too muffled. There a...

One Hundred & Three Steps

by superonefifty on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

What surprised her was that her feet hurt the worst. For the last two nights she had been brought to this place, tormented, tortured and abused. And yet she felt better than she had felt in years. She felt released. The more he imprisoned her, the more he controlled her the more comfortable and free she felt. The gravel really was hurting her feet and it w...

Hand-Therapy Foot Job

by milfleglover on Sep 25, 2017
Fetish

I'd hurt my right hand skiing, nothing too serious but enough to put me in a cast for a few weeks, then a smaller hand splint. The thumb was coming along, stiff as hell, but helped along by regularly weekly sessions with Shelley, a hand therapist, and rather attractive woman for her age, with short blonde hair, thick but fit body, a gal probably in her mid-5...

Freddie Becomes a Cross-Dresser Ch. 05

by BOSTONFICTIONWRITER on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

Already, my feet hurt wearing these narrow flats. The pantyhose bunched up in my crotch and wrinkled every time I moved. I bought the queen size and it is a little too big in the hips. I had to roll it up to make it tight enough around my legs. I guess my thighs are smaller than women who wear these size pantyhose. The bra felt as though I was wearing a kna...

Claiming Poppy

by Indigomoon627 on Sep 14, 2020
Loving Wives

"Ugh, my feet hurt, I can't wait to get in that big bath tub and soak." Tessa groaned as she scanned the key card and let herself and her three friends into the hotel suite. The group of four American travelers were staying in Sheffield while visiting England for the week. "We should go down into the hot tub together" Alison, a blonde, forty-five year old...

Lick My Feet and Suck My Toes

by PositiveThinker on Sep 25, 2017
Fetish

I had sex with my ex-Stepmom, Carol, on Christmas Eve and again on Christmas morning. Then, after Christmas dinner, I had sex with not only my ex-Stepmom but also with her bi-sexual lesbian lover, Debbie. Okay? I freely admit it and I'm glad I did it. Oh, and I nearly forgot, I received a gum job from Carol's deceased mother, Estelle. Don't ask. It's a long...

Missy's Feet

by DeniseNoe on Sep 25, 2017
Fetish

Missy liked being a waitress. She especially liked it at noon when the Sour Dough was so busy her mind was totally occupied by the messages she brought to the kitchen and the completed messages she brought back to the impatient, hungry customers. She thought of food like that, the need for it a message, the return of it an expressed, made-real message. She...

Sitting at Stacey's Feet

by fidopedar on Sep 19, 2017
Fetish

The gathering at Alan's was supposed to be a pool party, but the clouds had been threatening all through the sultry August afternoon and few had taken a swim. By the time the barbecue was ready, it looked like it really would rain at any moment, so everyone crowded inside with their food. By the time I got mine there was hardly any place to sit, and I was gr...