I thought I'd share a story or two about a girl I knew and experienced when I was in my late teens. Lindsey was an old friend of mines girlfriend/future wife whom I was also very matey with. She was extremely down to earth and a fun to be around kinda girl who was about 5' 7" slim with long mousey blonde hair.
My friends and I often used to get together round each others houses to smoke some puff and listen to music/watch movies till the early hours of the morning and that is where the fun and new novel friendship between Lindsey and me began. She used often used to sit there wit her sexy bare feet on display and being young with a growing penchant for female feet I couldn't help but watch her out the corner of my eye flex and move her beautiful feet around.
As time went on I noticed she would often sit next to me with her feet tucked up in between us and play with them or if I was sat on the floor she would sit in a chair next to me with her legs crossed rocking and flexing her sexy feet right next to my face, all I could think about was sucking on her cute little toes and soles. I sort of had a clue that she knew I was transfixed with her feet by the way that when we were in the same room and we made eye contact she'd smile at me whilst slowly wriggling her sexy painted toes or slowly rub one foot with the other. Even so I did my best to keep my fascination as discreet as possible.
One night whilst round my friends house it was my turn to make the teas and coffees so I went to the kitchen to 'make a round' and see Lindsey had followed me out to help. Whilst making the drinks she whispered to me "do my feet turn you on then?" Realising I been caught out I panicked and tried to pretend to not know what she ment and try and dig myself out of the hole I'd just dropped into but she interrupted my stream of stammering bullshit by saying "don't worry it's cool and I won't tell if you don't" with a big grin on her face. I was kind of upset and levelled with her and told her I felt ashamed and such a bastard to be secretly perving over one of my mates girlfriends which she tried to reassure me that it cool but after making the drinks I made my excuses to my mates and went home early.
After that night i decided that things had gotten a little out of hand and some time away from my friends was what was needed. This didn't last long as a couple of days later my mate and Lindsey turned up unexpectedly for a coffee, a couple of joints and a 'catch-up'. Whilst the three of us were about to sit down I couldn't help but notice that although she was wearing jeans and her well worn trainers I also noticed her ankles were clad in dark sheer nylon. My cock instantly was half hard at the prospect of seeing those hot nylon clad feet and sure enough once we had settled down in front of the TV with a drink and a spliff she kicked off her trainers and started to show off her feet to me in her own discreet and innocent way. I sat there trying my best to conceal the raging hard-on I had whilst being mesmerised by those cute gorgeous feet of hers. As time passed my mate got up and went to the toilet, as soon as he'd left the room she beckoned me to come over quickly to her. I reluctantly approached her with a throbbing bulge in the front of jeans she reclined and raised one of her beautiful feet towards my face, I lost control of myself and pressed my mouth and nose against the bottom of her toes and gave it a couple of long slow kisses noticing as well how sexy her foot smelled. I looked up to see she had a cheeky evil little grin on her face. I then felt her other foot start to rub my painfully throbbing cock and balls, I was so ashamedly aroused I came instantly in my trousers and had to quickly sit back down before my mate caught me with a face and groin full of his girlfriends feet. Although I spent the rest of the evening trying to act normal but with her constantly showing off and teasing me visually with her feet and the inside of my jeans leg coated in spunk I'd just enjoyed my first of many naughty encounters with Lindsey.
The next next encounter with Lindsey happened about a week later when she turned up alone, unannounced and in her uniform (she worked for a well known supermarket). Surprised and a bit wary I invited her in, put the kettle on and asked her if there was a reason for this unexpected visit. Her reply was because her "feet ached and I knew you'd be sweet and massage them for me Hun". Even in just her uniform she looked sexy wearing her tan coloured tights and sensible shoes. I was going to ask her if my mate knew she was here but with the thought that I'd soon be playing games her pretty feet, my dick became hard and the pangs of guilt soon took a back seat.