My Night With A Foot Fetishist

I'd always hated my feet being touched as I'm very ticklish. My ex boyfriend and I were chilling on the couch watching a movie and he grabbed my foot. I automatically flinched but he didn't let go and just absent mindedly started massaging it.

Now I'm not sure what it was, perhaps it was the pressure or something, but it felt real good and it wasn't long before I was very wet and moaning. He noticed of course and it led to us fucking on the lounge.

Anyway, since that night I now LOVE my feet being touched, so much so that I wanted to explore more foot stuff and see if I was into it.

I put an ad up on another platform, advertising that I was curious about foot worship and I was completely honest and said that it was a new area but I was keen to explore. I got talking to a guy who seemed really nice, down to earth and very easy to talk too. He invited me over. I decided to wear a dress with tights and heels and a big winter coat.

We met for a drink first (safety first!) To see if we click and when we did, he invited me home.

We got back to his and he opened a bottle of wine. He was quite nervous, as was I, but the drink relaxed us. As we were talking, I was moving my feet around a lot (still in my heels) and I noticed that he couldn't take his eyes off them. It was here that I put my heels on his lap and asked him to take my heels off and he was more than happy to oblige. He took one off and spent ages looking at my foot before removing the other one. PIcking my feet up and holding them, he also started to massage my feet which felt incredible.

"You look like you're enjoying yourself there mistress" He said, I smiled as I've never been called Mistress before, as I am usually the submissive one. I sigh as I stretch out. As he messaged different parts of my foot, I would feel it in different areas of my pussy. I Couldn't believe how much I was into it.

Then he goes, "Please can I see your feet properly now Mistress? I must see them." I smiled in anticipation "of course you can, if you help take my tights off?" I shuffle to remove them, pulled them halfway down, and then not taking his eyes off me, he removed them. Gasping as he saw my bare feet. "Oh Mistress, they are just beautiful" and without further ado, he bought my foot to his mouth, he started to essentially make out with my foot. Kissing it and licking it. It feels amazing and so hot to watch (Which I really wasn't expecting.) "Please will you suck on my toes?" I Asked (domming isn't my strong point!) "I thought you'd never ask" he breathed, wrapping his mouth around My toes. My moaning is getting even louder and I can feel a big wet spot in my panties.

After a little while he says nervously, "Look I feel really comfortable around you, so I feel like I can ask you something and of course you can say no."

Now Im interested. 'Of course, what is it?" To which he replies "I would really like to clean your feet, but I want them to be really dirty so I can service your feet for you, with my mouth"

My heart beats fast in my chest, as well as my pussy! "Oh wow I've never been asked that before." He starts to laugh nervously and I could tell I'd embarrassed him. I'd be keen to though, so please tell me more."

He proceeded to tell me that it was something he had always fantasised about, he'd often watched videos about it. He asked me to walk outside barefoot and stand in mud. Then come back in and sit on the couch.

I was so into this. I'd always been into subjects that could be seen as a little taboo and this was definitely something different to what I've done in the past! Dutifully, I went outside and started standing in mud. I wasn't entirely sure how much mud to stand in. Is there mud etiquette for such things? Well it transpired that I did indeed not make them dirty enough and he sent me back out. This time, I absolutely caked them in mud (which admittedly felt a bit gross!) My feet were completely brown and completely covered. I went back in and he just said one word. "Perfect."

I sat on the couch and extended my leg, resting it on a foot stall. He picked up my foot again and gave it an experimental lick. "What's it taste like?" I couldn't resist asking. "Better than I thought it would be." He replied as he got to work on my foot.

His tongue working hard, cleaning every little bit of mud off them. Running his tongue up and down My arches and in between my toes. I shuddered with pleasure and it was so hot to watch. "You're doing a great job" I say (Once again, my domming skills are terrible!)

Once my feet are clean, he opens his mouth wide on all my toes and I gently start to fuck his throat with my foot, and he starts gagging a little and it's not long before my feet are covered in his drool. And I can see his cock is very hard though his pants. "You know what else would look really hot on my pretty little toes?" I ask "Your cum."

"Holy fuck. I could cum just from that statement!" He exclaims. "Then let me help you, as you did such a good job cleaning my feet for me" I say as I start to stroke his cock through his pants with my foot. He moans as he removes his pants and I smile as his rock hard cock is out. I grab it between both my feet, looking at him as I start moving my feet up and down, giving him a foot job. It wasn't long at all before he said that was very close and continued the job with his hand. "Don't move an inch" he said in a low voice as suddenly reams of cum shot out and completely coated my feet. I wasn't expecting there to be so much and it was a beautiful sight! As he was cleaning himself up, I sucked on my own toes, making sure I had every drop as I never waste any yummy, yummy cum.

After that, we started wrapping things up as it was getting late. I thanked him for the experience and he thanked me for letting him act on his fantasy. We hugged and left.

It was quite an experience that I never thought I would try. I definitely didn't realise quite the extent of a foot fetish. Although of course, everyone is different.

I still think about him sometimes and wonder what could have been, as not long after I left the country. But I'm glad I tried it, and it always crosses my mind when I'm getting pedicures now it makes me smile thinking about it. Almost a dirty little secret.