As I have told you before, I love fulfilling men’s fantasies. I love to get on the telephone lines and talk to men about their most secrets of fantasies. I really enjoy listening to them. If I can’t come up with a way to fulfill their fantasy as I am talking to them, then I go on to the next person. Some fantasies seem easy to begin with but when you are trying to put them into action, they aren’t as easy as they seem to be.
I think the easiest fantasy that I fulfilled was with Frank. Frank had a very sweet foot fetish. He just loved to touch and feel and lick and kiss feet. He really didn’t even care if they were men or women. He just loved feet.
Frank asked me if he could spend an hour with my feet. He wanted to photograph them in different types of shoes and with or without anything on them. I felt this was really mild so I went along with it.
Frank asked me to start off with hose and heels. He wanted me to wear black hose, thigh highs, with the tallest heels that I had. The tallest I had were about 4”. He also asked me to wear a short skirt and a white blouse. I complied.
When Frank arrived he was carrying a large knap sack. He was tall, about 5’11 and had a nice body. He had kind of long black hair and hazel eyes. I love guys with dark hair and light eyes. Most of the time, it really doesn’t matter what the guy looks like, I just really enjoy what I am doing to pay much attention to that.
As we were talking, I noticed that Frank kept paying more attention to my legs and feet than to what I was saying. So I suggested we get started.
I sat on my table so that I would be higher than him. Frank got out his camera and started to take a few pictures to check the lights. He then asked me to cross my legs at the knee and dangle my shoe on my big toe.
“Oh God, This is great!” He uttered. “I hit the jackpot with your legs and feet. They really are something else”
There is something about spontaneous compliments that make me really get into the spirit of the fun. I really enjoy receiving compliments; they seem to turn me on some.
He took a couple more pictures, and then he knocked the shoe off and took a couple more. He then pulled a chair up by the table and sat down. His eyes were about level with my knees. He took my right foot in his hand and proceeded to stroke it. He started at the top of my toes and stroked very lightly with the back of his hand, all the way up past my ankle. He then took my foot and placed it on his face so that the arch was about even with his mouth. He started kissing the bottom of my foot. I had never had anybody do that before, so I was surprised that I was really enjoying this.
Frank went over and got his bag and removed a smaller bag. In the smaller bag were nail polish and other manicure items. He then came over to me and asked me to remove my thigh highs. I started to and then he said he remembered that it was his hour, so he gently and slowly removed them himself.
Frank went and found a little table that I had in the other room. He got it and sat it down in front of me. It was perfect for me to set my feet flat on it. He took some of the lotion that he had brought with him. It smelled like lilacs. He proceeded to give me an extremely fantastic foot massage. Then he asked me what color of polish I preferred. I saw that he had purple, so I chose that. He then shaped my toenails and polished them. As he completed one thing, he would take a picture. So when he finished with the massage and my feet were glistening with the lotion, he took a picture. When he had one foot polished, he took a picture. And he did the same when the other foot was done. This really put me in heaven. It was so neat. And besides that, my little feet looked so pretty.
While we waited for my toes to dry, Frank started to massage my legs. He was kneading the muscles on my calves. That felt so good. It was really nice. And it was beginning to be erotic. And by the bulge in Franks pants, I would say it was quite a turn on for him also.
Frank sat back down in the chair and was lightly stroking my inner thighs. He was quite impressed with my muscle tone. I have always tried to keep myself in shape. He reached up and pulled my butt closer to the end of the table. In doing that, my skirt rose up and showed that I was naked all the way up. Frank then spread my legs further to get a good look.
I looked up at him and gave him a very a very wide seductive smile. I said to him playfully, “My sweet little pussy isn’t part of this fantasy”
Frank drew his brows together and said, “This is my hour, and you said I could do what I wanted.” “Are you going back on what you said?”
Since I wasn’t sure of what I might say no to. I chuckled and said, “Go ahead and do your worst.”