A true story. Early in my teen years, I discovered I loved guy's feet. I even judged a guy by how good looking I thought his feet were. If they smelled, that upped my interest. In high school gym class, I loved to linger in the locker room so I could look at guy's feet. There were some that, to me anyhow, were exquisite. A couple of times, I sneaked the so...
This is a foot fetish story, so if that isn't your thing, then turn back now. This is just a one-shot story, and so I have no plans for another part. I hope you all enjoy. Feel free to leave your feedback, it is appreciated. I'm still rather inexperienced in the ways of writing erotic fiction, so I'm sort of testing the waters to how I do. All characters ar...
Chapter 3. First-day blues: Earning my dole money -- in the Sock Room. Oh, great! This was all I needed! Just how bad could things get? Mrs Norma Newlove, my neighbour from hell, had actually come to the Sock Room to gloat over my hideous predicament ... And, of course, to change her dirty socks -- knowing that I was going to have to hand-wash them! "Hav...
A month went by with nothing as simple as a phone call. Of course she hadn't called, considering Kelsi never had my number to begin with. All I had was her number, which I felt very reluctant for so long to call myself. That night left me bitter and confused. It consumed me quite honestly, haunting my mind on a daily basis as to what had happened. Kelsi had...
(AUTHOR'S NOTE: What follows is a story of romantic sex, much centered around foot worship, between a woman much older than the young man she seduces. If you do not like stories of older women and younger men, do not read. If you do like them, please enjoy and vote accordingly and comment if you so desire Thank you) She saw him right away. Being observant...
A few weeks had passed since the awkward sexual encounter with my mom, and there had not been any mention of what took place. It was as if it never happened. Overall, things were pretty calm around the house. My mom was busy with work, and my sister, Vicky, was on a trip with some friends. It gave me some time to relax as there weren't a ton of chores, and I...
I am a 35-year-old happily married man and I have always been faithful. I do however, have a crush on my wife's best friend Claire. When we all spend time together with her and her long-term partner, I have to ensure I am not staring at her face, figure or as someone with a foot fetish her feet. Her partner occasionally teases her about her feet because her...
After those three days with my caddie I felt pretty ashamed of myself, especially about the last day when I had stripped naked and posed for the caddies. It was so unlike me. And I knew that I would see all of them at some time or another during the rest of the summer. Sure enough, everyday I played at least one of the caddies who had seen me naked would mee...
Mike was a huge man. He was a welder at a prefab steel shop in Buffalo. His wife of four years, Eileen, was also a welder at the same shop. She was a big woman, twenty eight years old, five foot eleven and a hundred and seventy pounds. Big Mike dwarfed her. He was six foot eight and two hundred eighty pounds. Together they made an imposing pair. Both of them...
Chapter 18 Roxanne woke up all of sudden feeling a strong tug on her neck and a warm wetness all over her face. Something coarse was scraping her lips as well. It somehow smelled like a disgusting mix of fish and onion, but there was something else, something even worse she couldn't really put her finger on. It all didn't make sense to her. Everything was c...