It was our first date...

Things were going really well! We were having a great time, he was making me laugh a lot and we were both feeling really relaxed and comfortable! So comfortable, that a few drinks in, we started to share more intimate things about ourselves with each other. Family stuff, beliefs, secrets...

That’s when he spilled the beans about his foot fetish!

Now it all makes sense! I kept catching him looking down at my nude pumps and now I knew why! He was totally checking out my feet! Funny thing is, it wasn’t my first experience with the whole foo...

It was our first date...

Things were going really well! We were having a great time, he was making me laugh a lot and we were both feeling really relaxed and comfortable! So comfortable, that a few drinks in, we started to share more intimate things about ourselves with each other. Family stuff, beliefs, secrets...

That’s when he spilled the beans about his foot fetish!

Now it all makes sense! I kept catching him looking down at my nude pumps and now I knew why! He was totally checking out my feet! Funny thing is, it wasn’t my first experience with the whole foot fetish thing, not by a long shot, and when I told him that his eyes widened in excitement! What the hell I figured, he’s hot, and if he keeps playing his cards right, I’d be more than happy to have fun with him and his foot fetish anyway... So I went for it!

I told him the truth: That I’ve hooked up with a few guys into feet! I’ve even given a couple foot jobs! I’ve been told I have “hot feet and even hotter soles.” That my “arches would be heavenly wrapped around a stiff cock!” Turns out they were for those guys I did it with...

He was completely speechless. His mouth was hanging open and he actually dropped his fork on the floor by accident. I could tell that while this information was totally and completely freaking awesome to him, it also made him quite nervous! I assumed it was because the mention of it had him really hoping he would get it too? And now he was nervous to mess up the date, and miss out on my dick stiffening feet? So, I told him another truth: That I was really enjoying myself, enjoying his company and not to worry. I told him if he just kept being himself, that I’d be more than happy to take him back to my place, so he could help me out of these sexy heels, give me a nice foot rub and see where it goes...

A couple hours later, he was laying on my bed in his boxers, (I told him he wouldn’t be needing his pants!) slowly pulling off my nude pumps and pouring warm oil all over my soft, sexy feet. They were super sensitive from being in my pumps! At that point his eyes were pretty much popping out of his head at the view I was giving him! How freaking cute! I am 100% going to wrap my oily soles around his cock and stroke him until he blows his hot, sticky load all over them...

Wanna watch?

-Gwen