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I have a foot story that I'd like to share, it happened when I was 24 years old, and living in Las Vegas. I'm now 29 years old and think about this every day. I was a bartender at the Monte Carlo Hotel & Casino. I noticed these two very beautiful women talking and looking at me. One was a Blonde, who I'll call Sara and the other was a knock out Brunette, who...
Sara woke early; her friend Jessie was still exhausted from their encounter with the big foot the day before, and was still sleeping. She slipped down to the creek crossed it and walked up the rise to the warm spring at the base of the hill. The sun shone on her nude body and felt wonderful, she love being naked in the wild, the light breeze, the plants that...
Hello you naughty girls and boys! This is a foot story. This is about Carol, who's been working hard and wants a bit of late night relaxation. A little reminiscing and Carol decides to amuse herself with another theater patron. How does it end? I think you may be surprised. ***** It was another long night at the office. Being an Executive Director sure ha...
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...
Authors Note: As most of you who frequent my stories can guess, these entries are typical length for me. Lots of story development and of course LOTS of good titillating action. I hope you all enjoy them and of course VOTE (Preferably with 5 starts)! Enjoy! M. * William was a tired, quiet man but not really all that old, only in his mid-fifties. He wasn't...
I'm known by all my friends as a giver. Yeah, I'd give the shirt off my back for a friend, maybe even a stranger. I'm a soft touch. Rescue animals, damsels in distress, you know the type. So when my buddy Jeremy called on Friday night and said he was in a pinch and needed an extra driver for his fledgling limo business, he knew that I wouldn't say no, even i...
It was hot, and I mean toasting! The weather channel was calling for a low of only seventy eight overnight with the humidity nearly the same. It was a horrible, awful, shitty time for the air conditioning to crap out. Normally I would fix just about anything myself, but in this case there wasn't much I could do with a toasted compressor. After a long talk...
Note from the author: This story is very personal in a number of ways. I always wanted to write a foot fetish story and it took me years to figure out how. The story is loosely based on actual events. Erik, the narrator, thinks and acts like me, but is decidedly more courageous. His friends Jim and Kelly are based on actual friends of mine, and yes, her feet...
Having to start this story somewhere, I will begin by saying that I was thirty-one years old when Faye and I moved into our four thousand square foot two-story redwood dream house. It overlooked the Pacific from a lofty height of black granite rock and a cluster of cypress, sequoia, and spruce. My weekly syndicated radio call-in talk show, Love Doctor Frank,...