Tag: foot fetish

Fetish For Feet

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Even if you didn’t have a foot fetish, you’d have one for my feet. Look at my soft soles and delicate little digits. I’ll bet as you watch me peel my stockings off and my sweet toes are revealed, your mouth begins to water.

I can’t say I blame you. Rubbing them after a full day of being on my feet makes me moan, and my pussy tingles in response. The only thing better than kneading out the achs in my arches myself would be for you to take my feet in your hands and work your magic.

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Hot older nieghbor

Jenna (844-332-2639) Ext. 304

I found a hot older neighbor, Sam, who lived down the street from me, and he had a nasty foot fetish. I had gone out and bought some new high heels. My pretty pink manicured toes made him look twice at me, as I would teasingly walk by in my short white skirt and tight top. I could have sworn that I saw him drooling while gawking at me. I decided to introduce myself: “Hi, I’m Jenna, your new neighbor. I don’t believe I have had the chance to introduce myself yet. May I come in?” He eagerly let me inside, and his boner was huge inside of his pants. I knew I had won him over already. I was going to tease him and break my hot older neighbor.

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Phonesex With Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

Today, you sent me to the spa to be pampered. They massaged and oiled every inch of me. The manicurist did my nails just how I liked them and then went to work on my feet. As she worked over one sole, I thought about how turned on you would be watching her take care of my delicate little toes.

She had me dip them into warm bubble water. The jets sprayed over the balls of my feet and along the arches. Easing out my stress before she even went to work on my feet. When she did lift my ankle from the pool, drops of water trailed down my feet to splash back into the water below.

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Serve Me, Then Buy Me Shoes

Kinky Krysta 844-332-2369 Ext.410

I dropped a tweet the other day that ended up sending a small crowd of losers to serve me. The gif was of a sexy high heel and a submissive jerking off to orgasm over the heel. When I saw the image, all I could think of was forcing someone to spray my heels in spunk and then make him buy me new ones for ruining them.

I was surprised by how many losers loved that idea. They all crawled over each other, trying to get to my feet. I was giddy watching them stumble to be the first to cum on my toes, as if that would make him the winner. The one who gets to buy me shoes.

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Someone complimented me at the grocery store a couple days ago when I did all my adulting and errands. They said “you have such cute toes.” I thanked them and blushed a little. Looking down at my white toe nails peeping out from my gladiator style sandals, also white. It was in that moment that I realized that I haven’t encountered anyone with a foot fetish yet since I started. It never occurred to me that my feet could be thought of as attractive until I found out about what a foot fetish was. I have relatively nice feet in the sense that they are soft, I do get occasional pedicures, but mostly I just scrub and lotion my feet when I shower. I also paint my toes a different colour each month and once in a while put designs on them, like I have now.

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naked brunette in thigh highs

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Submission is who you are. Not something you do. You seek to submit and obey, but without the handcuffs and pegging. You’re not a sissy begging for a cock to suck. You need more. You need a strong woman to fall to your knees for, don’t you? You will surrender to me in every way possible, giving me

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Worship My Perfect Toes!

Take my shoes off. Take my socks off – be careful, they’re cashmere.

Fetch that bowl of warm rose water, the cloth, and crawl back to me.

Foot worship makes me horny AF.

Get on your knees. I will place one foot in your lap at a time, and you will clean them.

With your tongue. Your tongue will lick every centimeter of my perfect, wrinkly soles. I love feeling…

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

For as long as you can remember, you’ve had this fantasy of being trampled on by a giantess. Well, I’m not a giant, but I’m a solid fucking girl, and I want to trample you. Lay down, completely naked, while I step up on your chest. One foot, to let you feel half my weight as you look up at my still-clothed body. Then the next foot. My full BBW Teen weight is now on your chest. Is it difficult to breathe?

You haven’t felt anything yet!

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I’ve found a new favorite roleplay.  A wicked mother with her older son who is trying to get some independence.  But as a wicked mother, that’s the last thing that I want.  I know he has a weakness for feet, and I plan entirely to monopolize on that.  I’ve made his favorite dinner tonight and will convince him that he’s mine and mine alone.  There will be no more girlfriends or dates ever again.  Because after tonight, he’s going to belong entirely to me.  I will be the only woman for him when I’m through with him.  If he tries to get out from under my foot, there will be dire consequences.

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

After a night of Trick or treating, little Johnny came running home to his Mommy. His sack was full…of goodies, he’d collected by going door to door. First, he’d giggle as the door of a neighbor opened, and then he’d yell, “Trick or treat! Smell my feet!” Each house on our block had given Johnny quite the haul!

His Mommy was in bed by the time her little sugar bean arrived home. He rushed into her room and jumped right up onto the bed, tipping over his candy bucket to send treats sailing all over the bedcovers. “My goodness, you had a good night.” Mommy reached for Johnny and pulled him down beside her where she could kiss on his cheeks. He squirmed and squiggled.

“I wanna eat every piece tonight!” He announced, trying to pull away from his Mommy’s greedy arms.

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