Footboy Stories

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Footrub Friday

by noname333 on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

I was sitting around my house watching tv and just waiting for my girlfriend, Karen, to come over after she went out with some of her friends for drinks. Karen is a gorgeous, buxom brunette, about 5'10" with long hair and captivating brown eyes, and I couldn't wait to get my hands on her after a long few days apart. I rose when the doorbell rang and opened t...

Mistress Jones Ch. 02

by TF2123 on Sep 25, 2017
Fetish

Tuesday went by way too slowly. I was really looking forward to my exam at the nurse's office. Miss Jones wasn't only a science teacher, but she was also the head nurse of the school. The four school nurses were three very attractive young teachers and the school's receptionist, who was a plump woman in her mid-40's, yet still very pretty. I had only been to...

The Belgium Neighbour's Knickers

by wordyone on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

One Summer's day I watched through my bay window as the removal men unloaded their van and took all the boxes, white goods and other possessions up the concrete steps that led to the door of the first floor flat next door. The final item that they carried up the steps was a large clothes rail that was bustling with girly garments, many dresses and several co...

Waiting For It

by MarthaD on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

It was an ordinary day except for the fact that it was only mid-morning and I was aching for a good hard orgasm. My husband had been out of town for a few days and before that had been my time of the month. It had been a good 10 days since we had a nice rousing session where all the right buttons were pushed and an amazing gasping, moaning, climax was ripped...

Mistress Jones Ch. 03

by TF2123 on Sep 25, 2017
Fetish

NOTE TO READERS OF CHAPTER 1: This is not a foot fetish/foot worship story and focuses on medical themes, don't fret though, foot worship and foot fetish chapters will be returning soon. ****** My vision was blurry as I opened my eyes. I forgot where I was for a few seconds before my vision returned back to normal and I could see the beautiful green eyes o...

Foot Fetish Fridays Ch. 03

by Brittni4u on Aug 6, 2018
Fetish

Hi, I'm Brittni. I want to update you on what has happened so far in the previous two chapters. When I was 22 years old, I started working as a receptionist at this hip internet fashion company. All of us employees were walking advertisements for the company as we competed by wearing the latest fashions and completed against one another. A shy 32 year old te...

An Absence of Trust

by coaster2 on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

Chapter One: A Declaration of Intent: Howard My name is Howard Wilson Carver. I am a senior accountant at Taft, Collridge and Woolwich, a long-established Boston accounting firm. I am fifty years old and I have risen about as far as I can in this firm. I specialize in business tax management and I am considered the in-house expert on the subject. I earn $85...

Games People Play

by sexualrelief7191 on Sep 11, 2017
Fetish

"This story is based off a dream I had very recently. I felt that with some work, I could make this into a worthy story. I woke up just as the good part was cumming (pun intended), but that's where I took things to a completely new level. Hope you all enjoy this. Please rate and comment on the story and let me know your thoughts with personal messages. Thank...

Merry Cuckmas Foot Bitch

by EmpireOfFeet on Jan 13, 2020
Fetish

I had been seeing Shannon for about 8 months. We met through work and I had been instantly enchanted with her. Five eight, with slender toned legs, a pert figure, shoulder length brunette hair, radiant smile and deep emerald blue eyes. A Goddess in every sense. It had taken at least 3-4 months before I built up the courage to ask her out. It seemed a natural...

Decorating Her Dainties Ch. 03

by wordyone on Oct 3, 2018
Fetish

Back at work in the new year, I was missing Sophia's horny body. A sight for sore eyes amongst the chaotic views of site work. She turned up all overalls and paint rags one lunchtime at the end of the first week. I was mortified when she took her bag of used nylons away with her. I had missed her naughty little body and her cheeky ways but to have a little...