Ever since you saw me at your new gym, almost every hour of your day had been filled with thoughts, hopes and fantasies towards me: Your stunning fitness instructor! A fantasy you’ve long held in your heart of hearts for a very special reason, and a reason that separates you from so many boring, run-of-the-mill guys: You have a wonderfully useful thing known as a Foot Fetish!
There’s no doubt that you would have been having wet dreams over me, even if you were just a normal guy, but the added and endless pool of lust that comes with your foot fetish, only served to make your desires for me as wide as the sky and as deep as the ocean! On many occasion’s, you had caught yourself just staring down at the various cute and trendy gym shoes covering my undoubtably amazing feet, wondering: “Just how amazing are they?!” A wonder that had all but consumed you at this point, especially when you were lucky enough to catch glimpses of me casually switching my shoes out on the gym floor itself!
You would see me chatting with a fellow instructor, gym shoes in my hand, feet only covered by the cutest little ankle gym socks! Sometimes fun, colourful socks, sometimes the simplest, sexiest, white, no show sports socks you’d ever seen! Seeing me like this only fuelled your desire to finally see my bare feet that much more! Especially my soles, you were so desperate to see my soles! Everything about me was checking off every, single box you had in that foot fetish fantasy world of yours, and it was becoming too much to bare!
After about a month of this, making small talk with me here and there, getting my advice with particular workouts or regimes, and casually flirting with me when you got the chance, your mind and your urges couldn’t take anymore of it! That was it! After today’s workout, you would approach me! You would say whatever you needed to say to see my feet!
Telling me that I’m amazing at what I do, that you can see I work insanely hard, and that I deserve a nice, long foot rub! This seemed like your best direct bet to get to my feet...
But never in your wildest dreams could you have imagined me smiling at you, giggling with glee, and calling you right out on the spot for having a foot fetish! I mean, come on hun, not many guys just outright offer a girl a foot rub without having taken her to dinner first! Not unless they have a foot fetish, really wanna fuck me... Or both! In this case, I’m betting it’s both.
You were a little taken back by my response, and if I wasn’t smiling and giggling so much, you probably would have felt mortified with embarrassment! That’s when I gave you some background... Explaining to you that I know quite a bit about a guy with a foot fetish! See, my previous boyfriend had a HUGE foot fetish, and even though it really didn’t workout between us, I still missed how hot it was to completely and utterly blow the mind of a foot guy!
You’d have to see me barefoot to really understand babe, but no foot boy stands a chance against feet like mine - Especially my soles. My soles are flawless! My soles are so pretty, that you would cum from just looking at them. Your cock couldn’t have been any happier in your pants, hearing me explain all of this, could it? Well mister, it’s about to get happier...
See, if this were any other world, the story would end here... But this isn’t just any world, this is MY world! In my world, your every thought belongs to me. Your fantasies belong to the flawless, pampered curves of my perfect, wrinkled soles. Every drop of honey in your balls belongs to me, and your cock... Your cock is mine.
You’re in my world, and in my world, the story doesn’t end here. In my world, I bring your lucky ass back to my place and make sure you know who you serve, who you adore, who you cum for, and who’s soles are the hottest on the planet! Now, take off my hot, sweet, sweaty gym shoes and socks for me, and show me who your orgasms belong too! Don’t you worry babe... You really are a lucky boy, so your Goddess of a Fitness Instructor’s gonna guarantee that last part.
xoxo -Gwen
