Foot fetish story: Tonight, just for you

Sharon was definitely what I would call a hot babe. From what has been said through the grapevine she has rocked many a guys world in her young life. I was just a freshman in High School at the time and Sharon was a junior, which made her virtually untouchable by me, or any guy in my class. I was satisfied just viewing her from afar which mainly consisted of watching her in the hallways between classes and at lunchtime in the cafeteria. She definitely had it going on and the way she carried herself it was obvious she knew it. She had to be close to six feet tall and unlike many girls her age she was secure about her height. Her chestnut blonde hair always looked smooth and shiny and was offset beautifully by her olive skin to tone. However my favorite part in viewing Sharon was her incredibly long legs. They were absolutely magnificent! Every guy I spoke with in school, which primarily consisted of the freshman class, fantasized about Sharon's legs. To us it was obvious she knew this. Practically every day during the school year she wore shorts or some kind of skirt, showing off her legs. During lunch she made sure her legs were always in plain sight for anyone wishing to see. Billy, my best friend since grade school, informed me that she sat next to him on Friday. He said she did not say a word but smiled down at him and began to rub her leg up and down against his leg underneath the table. Billy said he started to get hard immediately, forgetting all about his lunch. I shook my head and laughed, "Your full of shit man! No way." Billy said, "Seriously. No joke. It gets better." I have known Billy for most of his life and I could tell by the look on his face and his demeanor he was actually telling me the truth. I know his bullshit antics and this was not one of them. He continued, "It was weird, she continued to stare down at me and smile not saying a word and after a few minutes she reached down and placed her hand on top of my leg, as she continued to rub against it with her leg and slowly pulled it toward her, forcing my legs open. She then raised her leg up resting it in between my legs and slowly slid it down to my cock. My cock was completely hard down the inside of my thigh. She had to of felt it when her fine calf made contact with the head of my cock because she stopped it right there and she smiled even bigger. She started to swing her leg back and forth causing her calf to rub against the head of my cock that was straining inside my blue jeans. She placed her elbows on the table resting her chin in the palms of her hands and continued to stare at me while she rubbed her leg against the head of my cock. I was really breathing hard and could not help but push my tray aside and lean forward while she rubbed my throbbing cock with her leg. After just a few minutes of this I felt myself beginning to lose control. My body was starting to shake and I reached under the table rubbing her fine leg with my hands. Her calf was so smooth taught. That was all it took as I felt the urge to cum overtake me. I gasped each time I felt her calf rub across my sensitive head and as my gasps turned into quiet grunts I heard her giggle. At the moment of my orgasm I looked into her smiling face as she playfully whispered, "Are you Cumming for me?" I gripped her leg pressing it hard into the head of my cock and shot my load right then and there. She laughed saying, "That was so sweet of you." I was slack-jawed listening to Billy's story, "You have got to be shittin me man?" Billy shook his head, "Honest. Get this, there is more." He continued, "She continued to rub my spent cock with her leg while I caught my breath letting my racing heart return to its normal beating. She then said, "Your cute, just like your brother." Billy stopped and gave me that knowing look and said, "You can guess where this is going." I smiled and nodded my head. Billy's older brother, Jim, was our schools number one jock not to mention All American in football and baseball. Unlike the other jocks, Jim was cool and not conceited. In fact, he hated being referred to as a jock. It was not unusual for girls to go through Billy to try to get to his brother Jim. At first we thought it was pretty cool and in a sense it made us feel popular. Being his best friend and all I got to be a part of it and even though I still liked the attention it was obvious Billy was tired of it. Lately it had gotten worse, as on occasion I would swing by their house to visit with Billy and wind up walking into the middle of an argument between the two of them. The root of which usually pertained to Jim's popularity and Billy's expectations of trying to live up to his older brother's reputation. In all honesty I have to say that Jim was pretty cool about all this and understood what his little brother was going through. During these arguments I often felt that Billy was not being fair as he often viciously lashed out with hurtful words towards his older brother. I never quite understood all of this as Jim often tried to make amends by taking time out from his friends and hang out with us before, during and even after school. Billy, on the other hand would usually ignore him rudely when Jim was just trying to be the big brother. During one of these occurrences Billy really pissed me off because I saw the hurt on Jims face as he walked off. I confronted Billy by saying, "What the hell is your fucking problem man? Your brother is just trying to be cool with us and you fuck'in blow him off!" Billy just turned to me and angrily said, "Fuck'in mind your own business!" Billy continued with his story, "She wants me to hook her up with Jim and if I did that she promised I would get more of what she just did." "So what did you say?" I asked excitedly. Billy smiled, "I told her I would think about it." I stuttered. As I often did when I got excited, "Your crazy man! You have to take her up on this." Billy said, "Your right. Lets see what happens at lunch today." I could not wait for lunch and when it finally came we found ourselves sitting together waiting for Sharon to enter the cafeteria. Sure enough, there she was in tight shorts. She entered with her friends as she looked around the cafeteria. Once she saw Billy she smiled and said something to her friends as she left them making her way towards our table. I turned to Billy saying, "Here she comes." Sharon sat down next to Billy asking, "Well, what do you think about our arrangement?" Billy said slyly, "Well I don't know…" She looked at me, and Billy said, "Oh don't worry about him he is cool." Sharon smiled at me and said, "Good, I know you guys are close friends." I watched as she looked down into Billy's lap and said, "Well lets see if I can't help you make up your mind. Open up for me cutie." I stared in amazement as I saw Sharon reach down and open up Billy's legs placing her long leg in between them just as Billy had described to me earlier." As she worked his cock with her leg she smiled at the both of us. After several minutes Billy was approaching orgasm and Sharon said to me, "You like this also don't you. I notice how both of you stare at me, particularly my legs." Having said that I heard Billy grunt as he jerked forward. Sharon looked down at Billy's lap as she placed a hand on his shoulder and laughed saying to me, "You be the smart one and help your friend make up his mind and I will make it worth both your while." She withdrew her leg from between Billy's and left us. I watched as she joined her friends at a table across the room. I must have had a look of shock on my face as I grabbed Billy by the shoulder lifting him up from the table, "Wow!!! You have to do what she asks! Did you hear what she said? Both of us man, both of us" Billy shook his head still trying to catch his breath, "Yah, yah, I heard. Okay it's a deal." In the days to come we were not having much luck in playing matchmaker. Jim did not appear to have the slightest interest in Sharon. I was getting desperate and so I took it upon myself to appeal to Jim's sense of brotherly love, without Billy's knowledge of course. I met with Jim in his room and after explaining the whole story to him he sat there stoically not saying a word. At that moment I thought I had made the wrong decision in telling him. Suddenly, without warning and with amazing speed he stood up causing me to jerk back in my chair. I thought he was going to kill me. Instead, he roared with laughter saying, "You guys are fucking insane! Always thinking with your dicks." Then, just as quickly as he started, he stopped laughing and approached me standing directly in front of me. I looked up trying to get a clue as to what he was thinking. The look on his face was serious as he stared at me for what seemed like hours. He then said, "You know, your smart. Not only are you smart but your also very observant. I wish Billy was more like that." I did not know what to say. He slowly made his way back to the chair across from me and sat down. We sat there in silence. Jim looking down at the floor in concentration and me scared shitless. Then he looked up at me and asked, "You want a beer?" I stuttered. Shocked at the offer and said, "Sure." He pointed to the mini fridge saying, "Help yourself, and while your up grab me one." I got up and stuttered, "Okay, thanks." Jim laughed, "Hey man, chill out will you. Its me Jim, I am not pissed at you, just the fucked up situation with my brother." We drank our beer and after a while Jim said, "You know, at first I was Jealous of you. Jealous of the relationship you have with my little brother. You're more of a brother to him than I am. Then I realized it is good that he has someone like you watching out for him. No matter how hard I try to be close with him he resents me. I just want him to know that he needs to be himself and that no matter what, I love him." I felt uncomfortable listening to all this but I realized it was something that Jim needed to say. As he spoke it was as if a weight was being lifted from his shoulders. After more words and several more beers Jim agreed to get together with Sharon so that Billy and I could, as he put it, "get our rocks off." We both agreed that Billy should not know about the meeting he and I just had. Jim did not want Billy feeling indebted in any way towards him. I agreed in that this might push them even further apart. He told me he did not like Sharon. As fine as she is he did not like the attitude of her flaunting her wares around. But he said with a smile it would not be hard to make the best of it with her. I smiled and said, "Great!" I finished my last beer and left. Over the next couple of days Jim got together with Sharon and it was time for Billy and I to collect. We met Sharon after school and she scheduled separate meeting times for us to come by her place. I was scheduled to come by first that evening and Billy the following evening. I arrived at Sharon's place as scheduled and she met me at the door. She led me up to her room. She quickly told me she was prepared to do anything but fuck. She was wearing terry cloth shorts and a halter-top. I surprised myself by saying that I did not want to fuck I just want you to make me cum like you did with Billy in the cafeteria. She threw herself on the bed giggling and said, "I thought so. So you are into my legs that much?" I said, "Yes. Your legs are incredible." She slowly began to rub them and said, "Well what are you waiting for? Here they are." I took off all my clothes got on the bed with her. I started to touch her legs and kiss them. Sharon was enjoying my worshiping of her legs. She lifted them up and placed them on top of my shoulders as I continued to alternate between them licking and kissing her calves and ankles. They felt incredibly smooth. After a while she instructed me to sit up as she brought her legs up. I could not believe how long they were. She said, "Let me." As she grabbed my hard cock by the shaft and guided the head of my cock up and down the side of her left calf. I watched and moved with her as she slowly pulled it along forcing the rest of me to follow. She started at the outside of her ankle and tracing it up all the way to the joint behind her knee then back down again starting the process all over. As she did this I groaned, "Oh God your legs are so long." Sharon smiled and said, "You like that I can tell." After the second time my cock traveled up her leg about half way, I started to ooze precum as I saw a shiny trail being left behind on her calf. Sharon noticed this as well saying, "That feels so nice knowing you are getting hot on my leg." I groaned as she pulled my cock closer into her leg by the knee pressing it there. I watched as she straightened her leg out just enough to make room for the sensitive head of my cock to fit into her knee joint, and closed her leg around it. She then proceeded to slowly rock her leg from side to side causing a jerking sensation with her calf pulling against the head of my cock. I also began to thrust my hips pumping into her leg. I could not control myself as she quickened the pace and I felt myself on the verge of cumming. Sharon smiled at me saying, "That's it cum into my leg." Sharon reached over with her left hand grabbing the base of my shaft between her thumb and forefinger and stroked me there as well. I felt the fingers of her other hand fondle my swaying balls. Feeling all this was too much for me as I felt the orgasm begin to overtake me. Sharon sat there calmly pumping my cock with her long beautiful leg as I strained to hold on. I watched as she nonchalantly worked over my cock and balls with her fingers and leg each time I felt her fingertips probe and pull on my balls I tightened and threw my hips forward. I placed both my hands on top of her rocking knee and groaned loudly as I felt myself explode into her tightly clenched calf. Again and again I felt my body loose control as I shuddered with each orgasmic rush. Throughout my orgasm her fingers and leg rhythmically squeezed out each spurt of my cum. Finally it subsided as I fell forward exhausted. I lay there across her legs my shriveling cock still trapped in the vice like grip of the lovely leg. I felt her calf muscle flex and relax, milking out the remainder of my cum. As I lay there face down with my cock still clenched in her bent leg I felt Sharon reach in from behind me between my legs and grab the base of my shaft between her thumb and finger and stroke my shaft. Feeling this I groaned with pleasure. Once she was satisfied I was completely spent she opened her leg releasing me. I rolled off of her and lay there at the foot of her bed breathing hard. The site of my thick cum running down her calf and the back of her lower thigh was amazing. I whispered, "God that was fantastic!" Sharon giggled, "You must have been saving that one up. That was a big load. We are not done yet I got something else planned for you once you get ready. I think you are going to enjoy it." After a few minutes Sharon sat up next to me and sandwiched my limp cock between her long calves saying, "This is the best way to get a leg man like you hard." I watched as she squeezed some baby oil on my cock and her legs and began to jerk me using her legs. She bent over and using her hands squeezed her calves together around my cock. Seeing all this was amazing as I watched my cock slowly swell and rise with each of her leg strokes. Sharon commented, "My goodness this is too easy. My legs touch your cock and you get hard." I watched as she pumped my growing cock between her long shapely calves. As she did this I could not help but touch her beautiful legs, caressing her legs as she worked them over my throbbing member. Within a few minutes I was completely hard again. Seeing me at full erection Sharon released my trapped cock and positioned herself in a seated posture with her back against the headboard. She then bent her legs slightly up keeping both her heels together on the bed. She smiled at me and wiggled her toes Saying, "Kneel down at my feet and put your cock right here." I watched as she reached over with her fingers and used them to spread open the big toe and second toe of her right foot. "Come on, put it right in there. I have always wanted to jerk a guy off with my toes." She smiled. I quickly did as she instructed, positioning myself on my knees at the foot of the bed. Sharon continued to wiggle her toes causing her long wonderfully shaped calves to flex. I found it somewhat difficult to guide my cock between her toes because her feet were so low. I grabbed one of the pillows and used it to prop up her feet. This allowed for much easier access. I still had to slump over her legs but not as much as before as I slowly slipped the head of my cock between the big toe and second toe of her right foot. As the head of my cock slipped between them Sharon released her spread toes. The sensation of them locking just below the head of my cock was incredible making my body slightly jerk back. Seeing this Sharon giggled, "Ooooh, that's a snug fit eh." Sharon began to slowly flex her ankle up and down ensuring she kept her toes locked around the sensitive head of my cock. With each stroke I groaned with pleasure. Sharon asked, "So do you like this so far?" I moaned, "God yes, your toes feel great." After a few more strokes Sharon slid her left foot underneath and pushing up against the underside of my shaft near its base, I felt the tips of her toes pressing against the swollen vein. Upon feeling this I groaned loudly, "Oh, oh, Ooooh. Please don't stop." Sharon smiled saying, "So you like the way that feels." I felt her press the tip of her big toe even harder up against the vein running it up down along the underside of my shaft all the while continuing to jerk the head of my cock between the toes of her right foot. With each jerk and rub my body quivered in spasms as my breaths came in short gasps. Eventually Sharon was forced the toes of her left foot spreading them open and lock my throbbing shaft between her big toe and second toe. Feeling this tight fit caused me to groan again, "Oh my God that feels so good, your toes, oh your toes." Sharon sat there laughing lightly as she continued to flex both her ankles in unison stroking my shaft in full measure, my cock tightly locked between both sets of her sweet toes. "Mmmmm, that is a very tight fit. I like feeling your hot shaft swelling between my toes." I could not help myself as I began to thrust my hips back and forth in rhythm to her strokes. As she quicken the pace so did I. My body began to tense up as I reached over and caressed her swaying calves in my hands. Feeling the wonderful smoothness of them as they flexed in my hands excited me further. I bent forward and kissed the tops of her knees. Seeing me do this Sharon giggled, "That's it cum between my toes. These legs will never get tired." She placed both her hands on my shoulders and continued to pump my shaft harder and faster. Sharon's toes felt amazing, as I increased my thrust. I felt my body slowly giving way as my tense muscles began to tire. I locked my arms under her calves hugging her legs into my chest letting her toes do all the work. Sharon felt my submission as she giggled again saying, "That's it just hold on and let it go. My toes will make you cum." I felt the toes of her right foot concentrate more heavily on the sensitive portion of my cock's head while she continued to jerk the length of my shaft with her other toes. Feeling this I knew it was only a matter of seconds before I cum as I groaned loudly, "That's it, that's it, don't stop." Suddenly Sharon stopped stroking me and pushed on my shoulders saying, "Not yet I want you to feel this. Raise up for me." I did as she asked my body shaking with anticipation as I lifted myself off her legs.


I stared down at my cock clenched between her toes and could see that a great deal of my precum had already leaked out across her toes and onto the top of her foot. She began again this time more slow and deliberate as I felt the tight skin between the toes of her right foot rub against the sensitive part underneath the head of my cock. After a while each time this occurred I saw more precum ooze out and fall onto her toes. I began to thrust my hips forward in response and Sharon told me to remain still and to let her toes do the work. It was difficult but I managed to stop myself as she continued to slowly jerk me. It was obvious she was enjoying this as she leaned forward wrapping her arms around the front of her legs and resting her chin on top of her knees staring down concentrating on what she was doing to me. After a while she smiled and asked to no one in particular, "Hmmmm, how long can he last? I love watching your shiny precum leak out onto my feet." With each passing of her toes across the head of my cock I groaned louder. My body was trembling as I desperately tried to hold on. Every muscle in me was tense. I could feel the toes of her other foot squeeze and pump my shaft forcing up a wave of cum from deep inside me. I could not help myself as I reached down and grabbed her legs just above the ankles feeling the muscles there tighten and relax with each stroke of her toes. Sharon looked up at me and laughed, "I can't believe you have not blown your load yet. Let me get you started." She did not remove her gaze from me as I felt her reach down past her feet with both hands and grab my nuts, one in each set of fingers. Gently I felt her squeeze and tug them while she continued to jerk my cock between her toes. I moaned in complete ecstasy as I slid my hands up gripping her strong slender calves and began to thrust my cock back and forth between her toes. Seeing this reaction in me Sharon threw her head back and laughed, "I knew that would get you going. Your nuts are so full and tight. I love playing with them between my fingers." I leaned forward enough to feel my torso pressing against her long shins each time I threw myself forward. Her fingers expertly fondled each of my nuts and I knew I was finished. My body tensed up for the last time as I felt my entire being shake with orgasmic rush. I pulled her strong smooth legs into my chest as I hunched over them and cried out in climatic submission, "I'm cumming!" Sharon coooed softly, "Yes you are." I felt my cum being pulled out with each magnificent stroke of her toes. With each load I grunted my pleasurable release with hot breath. After the orgasmic shakes slowly subsided I released my embrace from her legs and fell over sideways onto the bed. I looked down into my lap to see my cock still locked between both sets of her magnificent toes. I watched as she used them to slowly milk out the remaining cum that leaked out. I could see where my load had splattered in globs across the top of her right foot and in between her toes. I was amazed to see that tiny drops had splattered on the front of her ankle and halfway up her shin as well. As she continued to milk me dry with her toes Sharon smiled down at me saying, "That was so awesome feeling you're hot cum shoot across my foot and onto my leg. I could feel the cum shooting through the shaft of your cock between my toes before it shot out of you. You make me feel good knowing my legs have this kind of effect on you." A long sigh of contentment escaped me as I smiled and slid over hugging her legs into my chest and resting the side of my head across her shapely thighs. Sharon ran her fingers through my hair. I was completely exhausted as I moaned, "Your legs…so long." Darkness overtook me as I closed my eyes and fell to sleep. Not before I heard her whisper, "Tonight, just for you."

Can you give me some more toes to suck on......
Brought to you by "foot fetish"

Foot fetish : "Foot and Leg Worship "

Arhen, a college exchange student from Germany, stepped out of the new black Lexus sedan wearing a T-shirt and jeans. He looked up and down the urban street. The grass was cut perfectly on every lawn. Short, skinny newly planted trees stood in the center of those large green squares, and all the houses were pretentiously large. Each had a double or triple car garage connected to its corresponding house. “Need any help?” George Foremen asked Arhen, clad in kaki shorts and polo top. Arhen noticed Mr. Foremen’s masculine arm holding his hand out anticipating the weight of a bag. Not wanting to disappoint the kind, built, brown haired adult, Arhen handed him one of his bags. It was a black sports bag, which held Arhen’s clothes. Arhen unloaded the rest of his luggage. “It’s almost dinner time. You’ll have just enough time to meet the family before we eat,” Mr. Foremen announced as they headed up the red brick walkway leading to the front door of the white three story house. They entered the house. Though it looked huge on the outside, it was much bigger on the inside. Arhen stared in wonder while Mr. Foremen led him upstairs to his room. “I’ll let you unpack while I tell the misses we’re back,” George said and left the room. This place is so big they can’t even hear each other when they enter, Arhen thought. The twenty-one year old German student unzipped the black bag first. He began unpacking the clothes and personal items when he heard a knock. Arhen turned around and saw something he wasn’t expecting to see. “Hi, I’m Julia,” the beautiful blonde girl said. Arhen stared blankly into her deep, blue eyes. He quickly scanned her from top to bottom. She wore a light blue bikini with sandals, towel in hand. Her tan skin glistened against her tight, firm body. The pretty young woman had muscle, but she wasn’t butch. She flipped her long, golden hair and tried again, “Um, I said hi.” Arhen shook his head and answered, “Oh, Ja. I’m still getting used to this language.” Actually, Arhen spoke English fluently. He only used it as an excuse for his nervousness and shock at seeing this beauty queen standing at his door. “May I come in?” she asked. “Yes, yes. Come herein.” “Herein?” she asked, her face twisted in a puzzled look. “I apologize. It means in here. Sometimes I accidentally switch between languages. It becomes confusing sometimes.” “Oh, I can imagine. I just came in from tanning in the backyard. So what do you think of America?” she asked sitting down on the bed with her legs crossed. “It’s big. The houses and cars. Everything. In Germany, everything’s smaller.” “You’re not smaller.” Arhen blushed. He glanced down and noticed the large bulge pushing against his tight jeans. Tight jeans were the fashion in Europe. Arhen felt out of place when he noticed all the other kids wearing baggy pants. He took a couple steps to shield his bulge, but he accidentally stepped on something. “Ouch!” the girl squealed. “Oh, I’m so sorry. I did not mean to hurt your foot,” he tried to apologize. She pouted and massaged her right foot. Arhen, not knowing what to do, knelt down and helped her massaged her bruised foot. He noticed he had only stepped on the three middle toes. “Better?” he asked. “A little. Maybe you should kiss it better.” Arhen’s eyes darted uncomfortably. He wasn’t sure if the girl was joking or if she really wanted him to kiss her toes. “Please?” she asked sweetly. Arhen couldn’t resist her seductive voice and sexy smile, which showed her rows of perfect pearly white teeth. He kissed the tips of her toes and moved to their bases. She didn’t tell him to stop, so Arhen continued kissing the top of her right foot. He held the smooth, hairless, tan foot delicately in his hands while kneeling before her. Suddenly, the young man realized what the situation looked like, and it excited him. He imagined Julia as his mistress ordering him to worship her beautiful feet. Arhen had a weak spot for domination. Just the word, dominate, stirred feelings deep down in his stomach. Embarrassed with his thoughts, Arhen abruptly stopped kissing the girl’s foot. His long, dirty blonde hair covered his hazel eyes as he stood up and turned away from the beauty sitting on his bed. “Why’d you stop? That felt marvelous,” the nymph spoke. “I have to unpack.” “Well, you still have another foot to kiss mister,” she said with a smile on her face and giggled. “Julia, I see you’ve met Arhen already,” Mr. Foremen said as he entered the room. “Uh huh. I was going to help him unpack.” “Why don’t you go change and help your mother set the table for dinner?” the father ordered in question. “Ok,” Julia replied and left the room. “I hope she didn’t scare you,” George said to Arhen. “No, sir. She’s a very nice girl. Very…umm…what’s this word? Sociable?” The father chuckled and said, “You could put it that way. Be careful around her. She just turned eighteen, and she thinks she owns the world.” They both laughed and headed down stairs for dinner. “How was the flight, Arhen?” Mrs. Foremen asked attempting to make conversation. “Did I pronounce your name correctly?” “Yes, you did. It was fine. I don’t like flying, though,” Arhen replied trying to be polite. He had been given a white plate filled with a piece of steak, mashed potatoes, and green beans. Arhen was hungry and began eating. Arhen noticed Julia gazing at him from across the table. He glanced to his right, where Mr. Foremen was sitting; then, to the left where Mrs. Foremen was eating. Suddenly, Arhen felt something stroking his leg. It was a foot. He looked up and noticed Julia smiling. She pushed her foot under bottom cuff of his jeans and began stroking his bare leg. The parents chatted while Julia went to work. She stopped rubbing his bare leg. Instead, she slid her feminine foot up Arhen’s thigh until she reached his hard cock. It pressed painfully against his tight jeans. Julia slowly stroked his engorged member while casually smiling at her parents. Arhen’s cheeks slowly turned red as Julia picked up the pace. He tried to control his breathing, but she kept rubbing him in the right places. She scrunched her toes around the head of his cock, and forcefully pressed her foot on his shaft. Arhen tried to move her foot away with his hand, but was given an angry scold from Julia. Intimidated, he left her foot alone. She worked his cock while he sat there, helpless to stop her. “Enjoying your food?” Mrs. Foremen asked. “Ja, very much. It’s delicious, Mrs. Foremen,” Arhen managed to say without his voice trembling. Julia smashed her foot against Arhen’s aroused penis. He jolted, but the parents didn’t notice. He looked at Julia and saw her smiling brightly. She was enjoying this torment. She began pressing her foot against his cock harder and harder while rubbing faster and faster. Arhen began sweating while he tried to eat. He fought her foot with his mind, but she overpowered him there as well. Julia pressed on until Arhen felt an orgasm brewing. “So how do you like America?” Mrs. Foremen asked. “It’s big. Everything’s big here compared to Europe.” Unable to fight any longer, Arhen felt his penis explode with cum as he orgasmed again and again. Julia rubbed faster and faster, and he feared his jerky motions would make the parents suspicious. Finally, the orgasm ended, and he felt Julia’s foot leave his groin. Looking down, Arhen saw a large wet spot on the left side of his crotch. “You can leave the table if you’re finished,” Mr. Foremen said. Arhen thought this was ironic as he quickly stood up and turned before the parents noticed his jeans. He walked through the large living room with white walls, two couches, two recliners, and several lamps. He found the stairs and headed up to his room to change his cum stained pants. “Arhen?” Arhen heard after several knocks. “Yeah?” he answered. “Mrs. Foremen and I are going out to dinner tonight. Then, we’re going to walk around the town a bit. We’ll be back later this evening. Julia should be coming home in an hour or so. Is that alright?” “Oh, yes. It’s fine.” “We’ll see you later, then. Bye Arhen.” “Bye Mr. Foremen.” It had been two days since Julia had made Arhen cum at the dinner table. Arhen avoided her as much as possible because he didn’t want to get into any trouble with her. Julia was going to a semi-formal dance party at one of her friend’s houses. Her parents told her to be home an hour after they left, so Arhen wouldn’t be home alone. An hour later, Arhen heard the front door open. He was in the living room, sitting on the black leather couch directly in front of the TV watching a show. The door was to his about ten feet to his right. “There you are,” Julia said walking into the room. “I haven’t seen you much lately. I hope I didn’t scare you at dinner the other night.” “No, I’m just trying to get used to this culture. I should probably go upstairs and get ready for bed.” “It’s early. Watch some TV with me,” Julia said with her sexy voice. She sat down on the right side of Arhen. He had his left arm on the left side armrest of the sofa. He glanced over and noticed what Julia was wearing. She fashioned a black halter top, leather mini skirt, tan pantyhose, and platform high heels with straps. Julia noticed his stare and said, “So you like my outfit, huh?” Arhen was taken aback and shot his stare straight ahead at the TV. “I like these shoes the best. Why don’t you get a better look at them?” Julia subtly ordered. “I should probably--” Arhen tried to excuse himself. “I said you should get a better look at them,” Julia said more forcefully. Arhen obeyed and knelt down on the plush, black carpet. He studied her pantyhose clad feet, toe nails painted blue, strapped to her sexy platform heels. “I think you owe me some kisses,” Julia reminded him. Arhen went to work pleasing her sexy feet. He started with the tip of each foot and kissed it all the way to the ankle. Then, he bent his head to the side and kissed the side of the platform heel around to the other side. “Hold on a moment,” Julia said and disappeared A few moments later she came back holding a bag. She sat down where she had been sitting and removed a wash rag and cleaner from the bag. “Lie down on your back and clean the bottom of my shoes,” she ordered. Arhen, already aroused by the sensuous worship he had been giving her, complied and lay on his back. Julia placed her left foot on his chest and he began cleaning the bottom. With her other foot, Julia pressed it against Arhen’s swollen cock. Arhen finished cleaning her shoe and gave it one last wipe down with the wash cloth. He repeated the process on the other foot while she massaged his dick with her other high heeled foot. “Thank you. Now, take my shoes off,” Julia said. Arhen did as she commanded. She knew how to control the German boy. He unbuckled each shoe and gingerly slid them off. Arhen was careful with the process. “Good,” Julia said crossing her legs. “Now, kiss and suck my feet. Don’t miss a spot, or I’ll know.” Arhen sat up and knelt down before the blonde beauty. He kissed each toe, tasting the salty sweat the pantyhose had absorbed from her night of partying. He took her little toes in his mouth and began sucking on them. Arhen ran his tongue between each toe and managed to pull half of her foot inside his mouth. He noticed Julia rubbing herself as he worshipped her feet. She would pinch her nipples through the thin fabric of the spandex halter top while pushing her fingers against her black pantied crotch. Arhen finished and sat up in his kneeling position. After a few strokes and pinches, Julia came out of her state of sexual ecstasy. She looked at Arhen, deciding what to do next. “Have you ever fucked a girl’s legs before?” she asked. “No, no I have not.” “First you have to worship my legs and if you do that well enough, maybe I’ll fuck your cock with my legs.” Arhen began at the base of her ankles. He raised her right leg with his hands while exploring the rest of her ankle with his lips and tongue. He licked his way around her shin and up to her knee. He kissed his way back down and licked a trail back to her knee. Arhen was incredibly aroused. He loved the sight of a girl in pantyhose, but one ordering him to worship her legs? Her feet? He felt his cock twitch against the confines of his tight jeans. He made a move to stroke himself, but Julia stopped him with her other foot. The action made him hornier. “I’ll let you cum when you’ve finished worshipping me,” Julia informed him. Arhen moved up to her thighs. She laid on her back so her thighs rose straight in the air and her legs bent at the knees. This allowed Arhen to lick completely around her thighs. His tongue was feeling slightly numb from licking so much of the smooth roughness of her pantyhose. He didn’t care. Arhen was so turned on she could do anything to him and he would let her. He nuzzled the silky fabric on the inside of her left thigh with his cheek. Julia squeezed his face by pressing her right thigh against his other cheek. Arhen moaned and inhaled deeply. He smelled lotion and realized she had put lotion on her legs before wearing the pantyhose. “Nice job. I think you’ve earned a reward,” Julia said in short breathes. Arhen noticed her cheeks were slightly crimson. She was sweaty. “Now, kneel with your cock facing my ankles,” Arhen moved as she instructed. “Good. Unbutton and unzip your pants,” she commanded. Arhen pulled down his pants to reveal a respectable six and a half inch dick. Julia’s eyes opened wide in anticipation. She loved the feel of a guy’s warm, throbbing dick against her legs. She wanted to feel the hot, milky cum against her pantyhosed legs. Julia began by trapping Arhen’s dick between her shins. She slowly worked her legs back and forth while Arhen moaned. The friction from the pantyhose material made his dick hot and slightly burned, but the fabric felt so sexy he didn’t want her to stop. She wouldn’t stop anyway, even if it was hurting Arhen. “Worship my thighs,” she ordered. Arhen bent over and ran his tongue in long strokes over her thighs while she pumped his dick between her shins. Arhen felt his first orgasm building and told Julia. She stopped pumping with her shins and pressed her feet against his chest. He fell on his back. Julia clasped her feet around Arhen’s hot, red cock and began fucking him with her cute little feet. Arhen could only moan as she circled his dick with both her feet and pumped madly. He felt the cum rise in his dick and knew he couldn’t take any more. “I’m about to--” “Don’t,” Julia interrupted. “Not until I say you can.” He looked up and saw she was madly rubbing her own crotch. A few moments later, Arhen couldn’t hold it. He tried, but the stimulation was much too strong. He glanced at Julia and saw her arching her back. She moaned loudly and in an after breathe told him he could cum. Arhen’s dick ignited in an orgasm, shooting several large loads of white, sticky cum on Julia’s feet. She scrunched her toes around the head of Arhen’s cock, making him orgasm several more times and shooting smaller loads of cum between her toes. Julia put on her shoes and stood up. “Thanks,” she said. “I’ll be in my room, if you want to come see me at all.” Arhen just lay there on the floor of the huge living room recovering from the best orgasm he had ever had in his life.

Any more hot vids of footjobs and pantyhosed legs?

Brought to you by "Foot fetish"

Foot fetish story: Pantyhose seduction

It was just a normal weekday afternoon when I got on the bus downtown to go home. Just when I was boarding, my eyes caught sight of the most beautiful pair of legs I had ever seen, wrapped in beige nylons and feet nicely encased by black flats. I was immediately captivated; I paid my fare automatically and sat down beside the owner of the legs, and never took my eyes off them. Her feet were around size 7 or so; once in a while she would curl them up a little bit, revealing her well-formed arch. If only I could put my cock there. I scanned up. Her shins were smooth, her calves softly curved. She had well-formed knees, which linked up to her delicious thighs.
Her plaid skirt was very short, allowing ample visual feasting of her entire appendage. As she sit crosslegged, near the hemline a slight hint of the panty section of her pantyhose can be seen. I bent down slightly, acting as if to tie my shoelaces. On my way up I gently ran my hand over her calf. It was very smooth and silky to the touch. The nylon fibres were tightly knit and hugged her well-contoured legs very well. I looked up at her to see what is her reaction to my innocent intrusion. She was a curly blond, in her 30's I guess. She had red plastic glasses, and wore a blue jacket. All the while, however, she did not divert her eyes from the road; she either did not feel my touch, or she was ignoring it. At this time I had to adjust my underwear because I was having the biggest hard-on ever. My cock was now very sensitive and even this slight stimulus created a wet spot at my pants. Gently squeezing my cock through my pants in one hand, I lovingly stroked her legs with the other. I caressed her feet, her shins, her calves, her thighs, then working my way down again. All the while she did not seem to notice, but I was having the time of my life. My cock beckoned me to do something more.
I slid my hand in my pants, and stroked my erect, throbbing and red hot member. Suddenly I had an idea. I took back my leg-touching hand, and exchanged places with my cock-stroking hand. My prick literally jumped as it came to contact with the essence of her nylons. Soon my fingers were soaked. I pulled out my hand, and smeared the sticky cum on her thighs and calves. As the sunlight gleamed on her gams, my cum glimmered and contrasted to the relatively dull shine of her nylons. Finally she reached her stop and got up. I followed her without thought. I did not even know where I was, just knowing I need to focus on the gracefully wiggling legs ahead. Finally she reached a house and looked back. I stopped and was slightly stunned. However, she smiled at me with inviting eyes; she went in the house and allowed me in too. Could this be a dream? We went into the living room. She pointed to the couch, and I sat down there. She stood in front of me, and slowly unbuttoned her jacket. As she was taking it off, I realized she was only wearing a white, strapless lace bra underneath. No blouse. She smiled again, knowing I noticed her unique fashion taste. Next she unzipped her skirt, and forced it down past her tight ass; it dropped at her ankles, and she playfully kicked it away. She is now wearing nothing but her bra, pantyhose, and shoes. I scanned her from top to bottom, from her glowing blond hair, down her seductive face, her milky white breasts, which were screaming out of her bra; blending into the slightly darker hue of her pantyhose top, down her delicate thighs, her flawless legs, her cute feet. My eyes were popping out in sight of this beauty, and did my cock.
She looked between my legs, and was pleased. She then bent down and unbuttoned my pants, exposing my red hot prick which was now throbbing with joy at her. She gave the rock-hard head a kiss, licking away the pre-cum at the tip. The she stood up, and placed one leg on my lap. I held her shoe as she released her foot from it. She straightened her foot and pointed her fine toes against my nose. The sweet smell of reinforced nylon mixed with foot sweat penetrated thru my smelling sense up my erogenous zone in the brain. I stuck out my tongue and tasted her nylon- covered sole; it was delicious. She put her leg on the ground and repeated the same with the other one. I found it hard to judge which foot tasted and smelled better; they were both fine for me. She next took the shoes from my lap, and covered my face with one. The other she hung on my stiff-standing prick. The smell of leather with her foot sweat was a nice variation of sensation. I breathed deep breaths, hoping to take in as much of the sweet aroma as possible, while my cock was busy wetting up her other shoe with sex fluid. Satisfied with my eagerness towards foot sex, she put down her shoes and slowly peeled down her pantyhose. Gradually her tight pussy came to full sight. Then her creamy white thighs, followed by her smooth legs, and finally her seductive feet and toes. Keeping the nylons bundled up, she wrapped my cock with the fabric,
my cockhead pressed against the seam of the reinforced toe. Feeling the dampness of her foot sweat, my prick responded by secreting more sticky fluid. Tucking my balls inside the panty section, what encased her gams just some time ago was now encasing my sex! Finding her shopping bag (which I did not notice until now, as I was busy with her legs and feet), she took out a pair of sheer black stockings. They were so sheer they looked like they could shatter if roughly handled. Moving over a chair and sitting in front of me, she handed me the stockings, then pointed one leg towards me. I carefully rolled up one stocking and sheathed it around her foot.
Then I wrapped her leg and thigh with the stocking, as if I was doing presents. An air of elegance emerged from her dressed leg, a new form of beauty. She had me repeat with the other leg, and smiled with satisfaction as she was pleased with the work. She then held the root of my cock between her toes of one foot, with the other doing the same on top. She then tugged my prick with her top foot, while the bottom one held firm. I was instantly delivered into fantasyland. She started slow, then moved faster; at the same time one of her hands was massaging her breasts underneath her bra, while the other was stroking her clit, occasionally a finger disappeared inside her pussy. She started moaning, which got louder with the increasing rhythm of her limbs. I felt like dead, with all my energy concentrated at my sex. Finally the peak of ecstasy was reached; thick white cum burst from my cocktip, and every subsequent tug by her toes fired up another wad. Within seconds the beige pantyhose and her feet were flooded with cum. She reached her orgasm upon seeing my ejaculation, and slowed down, panting. As I laid exhausted on the couch, she looked at me, breathing heavily. There was also a smile on her face.

God......i love the smell and taste of feet

Brought to you by "foot fetish"