Hey guys, once again its literally been forever since I've
last posted on the pad. I had to look back in the archives and check, that's
how long its been. Some of you here may still remember me from past stories
(hopefully you do haha), and I must let it be known before I begin here how
deeply sorry I am for leaving many of you guys hanging, and even more of you
ultimately disappointed. I never meant to fall off the face of the Earth, I've
just had a lot going on and a lot has changed quickly in my life in the last
few years so I haven't necessarily had the perfect amount of time I've needed
to post new stories on here. Hope its understandable. Needless to say, it feels
great to be back on here again sharing some of my latest/newest experiences
with everyone. Whenever I think about the pad, or take a few quick minutes to
visit, it reminds me of how many others out there are just like me and how we
all share that kind of 'bond'. Sure in some cases it may be more weird or
complicated than others for certain people, but overall we're all here for the
same interest, and its always reassuring to know that there's people out there
that not only understand exactly where you are coming from, but they also care
enough to read, respond, and sometimes even help out.
Anyway, enough about everything unrelated to this specific topic. I know most of you already scrolled past the introductory paragraph lol and are anxiously awaiting my story, which I hope is good by the way considering it has been awhile and my writing may or may not have gotten stale or sloppy over time. I guess we'll find out soon enough here.
This story is 100% true, without any fabrications or enhancements whatsoever, as all my stories have been. I wouldn't be on here making crap up.. my motivation and interest in coming on here to write is solely because its truly exciting to share your personal experiences and see how other people react or respond to them. I'm always eager to get some responses back, so please when the story is over, feel free to ask anything you want as long as its positive. The more, the better obviously. So if you are indeed familiar with my writing, you already know what to expect. I usually go into a lot of extra detail, and write rather long, but maybe I'll switch up my style for now and be more brief considering I'm anxious to get this one off my chest as soon as possible. Its not often I am left alone and given a good amount of time to get on here and write, so I figured I'd take full advantage of this rare opportunity. So let me get it goin here...
This all took place back in June of this year, specifically in the beginning of the Summer (2014). I was invited to go down to a bunch of my friend's shore house that they rented for the Summer. Great idea, considering none of us have done much for God knows how many years straight. Its sad getting older, but I guess it is what it is. Anyway, so I hitch a ride down with a buddy of mine and 2 of my other good friends. The drive is probably somewhere in the neighborhood of 1.5 hours or so. I failed to mention that I do have a gf now, but unfortunately she wasn't able to join me to the beach house due to some family business she had to take care of. So I knew it was just going to be a good getaway, guys night kind of thing.. which I can't tell you all how much I needed at that point in time. Like I said previously, I've had a lot going on over these last couple years, so any time I can get away with some good friends and have a great time, you don't need to ask/invite me twice. Moving along.
As we're nearing our destination, I'm sitting in the backseat wondering who else was going to be at this house. I had heard whispers about certain people possibly showing up, but I never thought much of it. I mean the house was in fact rented by 4 of my close friends, as well as 2 of their friends (split it 6 ways), so one can only imagine that there will be a multitude of guests also attending this particular weekend, especially considering that it was their first official one down there. When we park and get inside, we're greeted by everyone there, who have already got the party started drinking/smoking and setting up a bunch of drinking games for the day and night ahead. It was nice to see a lot of old faces, but I must admit, it was MUCH nicer to hear about the rest of the guests that were yet to arrive. They were on their way. I was told that we were awaiting the company of 2 more people (female friends, 1 of which I've known since I was in grade school, and we've always been friends; the other, one of my friend's GFs who I haven't had the pleasure to meet at that point in time). Now, I haven't had a lot of foot action in a pretty long time, outside of my experiences with my girlfriend (which someday I will have to tell you guys about eventually, of course).. so immediately the idea of even the possibility of having some interesting foot adventures this weekend popped into mind. Up to that point, I had no plans, nor did I even think about possibly getting my hands (or mouth haha) on any sexy feet during my time down there, mainly because I've been truly satisfied with my girlfriend's efforts over the last year to curb my appetite/desire for more foot action.. so I've rarely felt that inner 'need' to get after anything more than what I've been given. Plus, it had been a few years since my last real* successful foot-related incident, so I was worried that I may have gotten rusty over time.. like anything you don't do or practice for awhile. You gotta stay sharp haha. Moving on..
So let's fast forward to when the girls arrive. We'll call the 1 girl (my friend whom I've known half my life) Laura and the other girl Monica (friend's girlfriend: exactly who this story is focused on). I finally have my chance meeting Monica, who at that point in time I had only seen pictures of online, and also heard stories about her from my other friends. She was very nice, not to mention sexy from head-to-toe. Of course I had to steal a few glances down there to see what she was showing off in these strappy sandals (and the soles of them were made of like a cork-like substance.. if any of you know what I mean). I'm not gonna lie here, I still to this day know very little about girl's shoes, especially for an experienced foot fetishist like myself. Its sad, but true. I'm an honest guy. I guess I really failed in mentioning that I am now 25 years old, and all my friends are between 24-26 at this time, with most of them being the same age as me. I won't get into great detail regarding those kinds of facts going foward, but it is relevant to the story in order for you guys to paint yourselves a more accurate picture in your head. Monica is 25, and of spanish descent (which country you might ask? I have no idea). I refuse to mention/drop any actual names on here for security and safety reasons only, otherwise I would have no problem in blabbing out everything in actuality. The truth is, I just don't feel like risking the embarassment of possibly getting linked to what I say here, and then personally attacked/ridiculed for the stories I post online regarding my past life experiences.. its just not worth it to me to put out any personal information, whether its possible to link to me or any of my friends or not. I know you all get what I mean. Let's move forward..
So where was I? Oh, yeah... the girls arrived and I was introduced to Monica for the first time. DESCRIPTION: She really was attractive as people have said.. I mean don't get me wrong, she isn't a complete and total knockout, but she's definitely somewhere in the neighborhood of an 8.5-10. Very pretty face, not a flaw on it. Nice big, white smile. Dark brown eyes, long really dark brown straight hair (which she had in a bun when we first met), lighter skinned but still quite tan overall (difficult to explain the exact skintone, so you'll just have to imagine it yourself), maybe 5'7 or 8'' tall, and somewhere in the 120-130 range of weight. Skinny looking probably because she doesn't really have big breasts.. they're likely in the low B-cup range, just my guess. She's gotta really nice ass for a skinnier girl, very shapely as if she runs and exercises a lot (definitely would look good in yoga pants). She's got really sexy legs, but that's one of my favorite features on women (besides their feet) so I'm easily attracted to them. Like I said, she's tan so her legs are very tan and smooth. They seemed longer as well in person probably because of the short-cut dress she was wearing at the time. And as for her feet, they looked delicious. Size 7-8 somewhere around there, toes painted (which I love and prefer) a light pink color, perfectly proportioned, slightly on the longer looking than say "plumper" side. Her heels were quite round and plump on the undersides, she has nice long and slightly wrinkly arches, and the balls of her feet look so suckable that my nuts were almost busting at the zipper of my pants. I could feel them swell as I checked out her feet randomly throughout the day, and knew that if I was ever going to have a chance at some foot action this weekend, it had better be with her beautiful, tan feet.
So fast forward some more through the first night, which was nothing special. The moral of that night's story is don't drink and party heavily and still expect to be functional or alert at all afterwards lol. I was twisted... we all were. I'm not even going to lie here, I still don't recall everything that went down that night. But honestly, it was needed more than anyone could imagine. We all needed a freelance night like that. The following day we hit the beach, and I was absolutely miserable out there. Given my skintone and alcohol-related illness, I was nothing more than a complaining downer out there lol.. but hey, at least I admitted it. I hate the sun, I hate the sand when its super hot, especially on a day like that when it was something like 95-96 degrees, and I really hate being hungover to the point where your body doesn't even accept water (I'm certain many, if not all of us have been there before and know exactly what I'm talking about). Its the worst. So yeah the only positive about the beach was that I got to see Laura and Monica in bathing suits, which clearly was a treat for everyone to see. I noticed all our friends oogling them at any given chance they had. Isn't it hilarious watching people checking others out thinking that they're being slick and unnoticed, when in fact your witnessing it all in full detail from afar? Lol I was sitting there just laughing my ass off randomly.. hopefully the strangers around us didn't think I was some sort of mental patient or something, sitting there alone cracking up at seemingly nothing at all. I always have these sudden out-of-body experiences like that, where I can see myself from another person's perspective and immediately realize how dumb I look/sound and stop. That aside, I even noticed some other nearby 'beach-goers' stealing glances over at them by the water. Its just amusing to me, I don't know.
So fast forward to when we're back at the house, showered and ready for our night ahead. We decided to get some beer pong going in our pregame before we headed out to this outdoor club/bar. It was supposedly this amazing place that a lot of people, including many friends of mine, have been to over the years and never failed to have a great time. We're all pretty messed up before we even get in the place, but that's just how we did it I guess. Knowing it was going to be fairly cheap for drinks early on at the place, we didn't want to go too hard obviously. So the cabs drop us all off and we head in after waiting close to an hour on line. Definitely was worth the frustration though, because once you were in there, it was big enough where if you decided to venture off alone in one direction, you might not see or come across the people you came in with for hours lol. Our whole crew went straight up to the first bar in front of us and took a few shots together before everyone went off doing their own thing. I stuck by the birthday boy (my friend with the GF Monica), Monica, and two of my other good friends for the majority of the night. I bought them all drinks considering the value of getting multiple orders in at one time, as opposed to getting 1 drink at a time and then having to wait 10-20 minutes just to get one of the bartender's attention again. The place was a zoo, but definitely was an experience to say the least. We ended up leaving there around 3 in the morning I'd say.. I honestly can't remember the exact time, I just base that time on the picture I took of us while we were there at the end, which was a little before 3am. The cabs picked us up and dropped us off safely at our house. We get in there and I can already tell how f'd up everyone is now.. it was a fun night.
I get inside and get asked by my 1 friend if I want to join him to a 24 hour convenient store nearby to grab sandwiches to bring back home and eat, and of course I agreed. I had the munchies like crazy, everyone did clearly.. because by the time we got back from the walk to the store we saw 2 of our other friends being messes and grilling burgers and hot dogs at 3:30 in the morning lol. I was like what the hell are you guys doing? Super loud and cooking food outside at 3am, and theyre both like "Well, everyone wants food in there so we're helping the cause haha". And so I immediately walk in and see 1 of our friends in his own little zone smoking a fatty and another one of our friends passed out on the couch with his mouth wide open. Lol.... yeah really "everyone wants food in there" ... when in reality its just 1 person, and everyone else is either MIA or dead to the world. So me and my friend sit down alongside Mr. KO on the couch and totally devour our sandwiches in record time, while watching some sportscenter. After about 15 minutes, our friend (Monica's boyfriend) came downstairs and asked if anyone was hungry haha. Almost perfect timing I said, and told him to go outside and grab whatever he wanted.. but as soon as he went out there he was disappointed to find that those 2 idiots out there downed everything in sight.. and from my count, it had to be about 4 hamburgers and like 2 or 3 hot dogs.. and that's all just in that 15-20 minute span lol. These dudes aren't even big, but I guess we should never underestimate the power of the drunk munchies late night. They killed the rest of whatever we had left from the freezer/fridge apparently, so now our friend (Monica's bf) had to fend for himself somehow. I felt bad, and said he should head over to the convenient store to grab some food like we did.. and he agreed that was a good idea. He announced before exiting the house that he was going over there to grab food, and invited whoever else to join him. For some strange reason, 1 of the guys from outside joined him, as if 2 hamburgers and 2 hot dogs wasn't satisfying enough at that hour, and the other went inside and started setting up beer pong hahaha what goes on, I swear.
So me and my friend on the couch look back and ask what he was doing, to which he responded that he was preparing a beer pong game for "whoever wants to play" lol oh okayy at nearly 4am now, that's exactly what we should be doing. The friend I went to the store with earlier said he would play out of the blue, and with him, 1 of my other friends that was smoking on the couch and 1 of their housemate's older brothers who I left out of this story because he's completely irrelevant to anything but this moment right here, decided to join them as well. While they started playing, I started feeling sick.. wasn't sure if it was the alcohol again or maybe the food.. so I decided to head upstairs, not even thinking about ANY possible foot action at all, mind you. I was only concerned about my well-being at that point, and so I made my way up the creeking stairs to the 2nd floor, which had 2 bedrooms on your left-hand side, one bathroom straight ahead.. and as you reached the top of the steps, you were already entering, what I would guess have to be, the 'main' room up there. It had a real loft kinda feel to it, since it was in fact an open room.. with a flat bed on the floor to your immediate right, and a dresser with a television on top of it facing the bed. Just wanted to give you guys the layout of what I was seeing first-person. So its totally pitch black up there, and I'm already struggling to see anything at all that's ahead of me. I slowly approach the area forward, recalling in my head what the room looked like when I got the brief tour the previous day upon arrival, as I shuffled along. I could hear the insanely loud air conditioner in the window on the wall to my right on full blast, and felt the arctic wind hit me in the face. Never felt better, I must say.
I take a long, deep breath, and managed to reach the entrance to the bathroom. I was standing in the doorway of it when I reached around the wall and flipped the light on. As soon as I did this and my eyes were able to re-adjust, I looked back and saw that there was someone sleeping soundly on that crappy ass flat, almost/basically on the ground bed. I tried to focus on the figure laying there motionless, and knew by process of elimination that it couldn't have been any of my friends since they were all either downstairs or at the store by now. My heart started to flutter with excitement, hoping that it was one of the girls at this point. Now remember, I didn't expect to get any foot action, nor was a I even preparing myself or planning anything evil this weekend... but this opportunity fell right into my lap it seemed, and I didn't want to blow my chance. I weighed the option in my head, and realized how many more ideal situations am I ever going to have like this again? And that's when it hit me that I needed to do something, and do something quick. I crept ahead slowly toward the bed and finally after a few minutes of rubbing my eyes, I was able to see the room much better now. The dim light from the bathroom was enough to help out the cause as well, and with my phone in hand, I was now ready for business.
I could clearly make out the figure in the dark now... and to my ultimate delight and luck, it was indeed Monica! When I tell you how amped up and excited I was at that moment right then and there, the feeling would rub off on you too, just reading this. I flashed my phone light over her and saw that she was laying on her left side, facing me.. hands over her eyes as if she had a headache and fell asleep holding the sides of her head. Her lower half was exposed completely, with the blanket bunched up by her abdomen and chest. Her left leg was stretched out toward near the end right-hand corner of the bed, closest to where I was by now, and her right leg was bent at the knee in an L-shape curled up toward her body sort of. The fact that her left leg and foot were easily accessible to me, teased me along even more. I was disappointed, however, to see that she had on these black and lime green trim Fila ankle socks. What a curveball, I remember saying to myself. Just what I needed, yet another obstacle to add to the difficulty and trickery of the whole situation. It was nothing that I haven't dealt with successfully in the past though, so I didn't let it bring me down. Then it hit me. I knew I shouldn't have been doing this, and I'm greatly risking the fact that I can definitely get caught at a moment's notice, especially by a friend's girlfriend who I literally just met no more than 40 hours ago. It was crazy thinking about it all right then, allowing the reality to set in.. I felt kind of weird doing what I was set out to eventually do in the next few minutes. I felt like since I didn't even really know her it was just a random, risky think to do. 1- I have no idea what her sleeping patterns are like whatsoever (whether she's a deep sleeper or a lighter sleeper), nor do I really know for sure how out of it she really is at that point since I was very shaky and hesitant to touch her or make any sudden moves or noises. I could feel my heart pounding out of my chest, my hands start to quiver, my mouth begin to extremely dry up, and my mind begin to blank out. I got lost in the moment right there.. I still remember that strange feeling that I had, one in which I've never felt before or during ANY of my many prior foot-related incidents in the past. I didn't know exactly what it was that was holding me back, but once I looked down at my phone and saw that almost 10 minutes went by of me just standing there noncommital, I guess it sort of shocked me back into perspective.
So I slowly nealt down at the end of the bed on the floor, right by the corner of the bed where her left foot was just laying, exposed to the cold air elements within the room. The air was swirling up there, it was morgue cold people... I was starting to shake not only from my excitement and nervousness, but from the actual temperature that it had to be in there at that exact time. It was rough, but I knew I would soon be heating up so I wasn't discouraged. Mind you I was still fairly messed up from the night out, and it was almost as if the whole stomach incident I was feeling earlier just disappeared after I saw Monica laying there out cold. Alright so now I'm going to address this ongoing issue.. and warn ANYONE on the pad that does NOT accept, believe, or even respect the idea of 'sleepy'-related foot incidents that if they do not want to continue reading from here on out due to their personal beliefs and strong opinion, then I can totally understand why, and would greatly appreciate you clicking out of this story right now. I don't have time to deal with or debate the morals of foot fetishism with the negatively outspoken people on here (which aren't many by the way, I just always feel the need to clear the air).. we all went over this topic and played it out too many times in the past, so there's no reason to revisit it again after it has already run its course to near exhaustion. If you don't appreciate or respect it at all, that's understandable I get it, and nobody is pressing you to read these kinds of stories. On the other hand, I do get exactly where those particular people are coming from in the sense of what is legal and what isn't, based on consent. My personal opinion is, if you use something of theirs to get yourself off with while they are not giving you consent to do so, then that is just morally wrong in every way. I get where you are coming from 100%. However, when your doing things at a lot less sexual and more innocent manner, then I really don't see the whole issue. It is what it is. You can't automatically classify one person's highly questionable decision/move with another persons when they're both in two different situations and went about their business differently, and yet still judge and ultimately diagnose everything they did all under the same microscope. If you know what I mean, its difficult to explain in writing, I suppose.
Some people have preferences, as well as other kinks that fuel/add to their sex drive and in this case, their attraction to feet in particular. There's so many aspects of the foot fetish in general that its kind of stupid and childish to even argue what is right and what isn't, when we all have our own desires and our own preferences. Whether they are viewed as right or wrong, legal or illegal, ridiculously dumb or remarkably intelligent, its something in our nature as individuals that's almost beyond our control. Even if you don't want to admit or accept it. You too have a personal taste just like everyone else, and guess what? Not everyone is going to like it. Everyone is entitled to their own opinion, their own belief, and of course for mousepad purposes, their own specific liking. One of my likings just so happens to be the whole 'sleep feet' thing, more or less because of my childhood experiences growing up. It molded me into enjoying those moments or situations more than others, I guess. And its not my only interest in regards to foot fetishism either. I have many interests as far as that goes, like most of us do I bet. Its just a battle that will never seemingly end, so therefore I would appreciate that whoever is going to add negatively to this topic, to please go ahead and get out now before continuing on. I don't want to subject you to something you disagree with, and I definitely don't want you to feel offended by anything I write either. If you do decide to stay... just sit back, read and try to enjoy as best as you can.
Alright. So with those statements aside, let us move along with my story here, which is almost at its conclusion guys. Hang in there, this is the good part. Anyway, as I'm sitting there on the floor admiring Monica sleeping peacefully in front of me, I'm running over all the ideas in my head on how I'm going to go about getting these damn socks off her sexy feet. I devised a stupid, and rather careless plan (if you even want to call it that haha) to remove them from her tootsies.. by simply pinching at the sole of her heel with my thumb and index finger, and slowly tug a little each time every few seconds or so until the sock was fully up and over the base of her heel, which is the hardest obstacle to get by for anyone that's removed socks from a girl's foot before. Its tricky sometimes, the pinch technique might not work effectively if her foot is sweaty at all, so you need to be careful. The sock tends to cling to the skin in those situations, and thus, can be a huge pain in the ass. Back to the story. So I'm tugging lightly at her heel and I overhear the guys downstairs bitching and arguing about something in their pong game, I don't know what it was, but I wasn't surprised. All you could hear from where I was in the room was the faint voices of yelling and laughing, as well as the ping pong balls bouncing around. The air conditioner drained the rest of the sound out, which I used to my advantage. I repositioned myself on the floor so now I was laying on my stomach, with her foot roughly only a few inches from my face. With the bed only a few inches elevated off the ground, I took this as the perfect position to be in at the time. I slowly pressed my nose onto the base of the ball of her left foot, and just let it sit there for a few seconds before doing anything. I rubbed my nose a few times in a cicular motion over the area just seeing if she was sensitive at all, and I was happy to see that she was not. She seemed pretty out of it, which was a great sign of things to come..
I'm pressing my nose back onto the ball of her foot and now inhaling for the very first time... her foot smelled of that perfect feminine, perfume-like, foot scent we all know about. Its always difficult to explain a smell in writing, but I believe those characteristics are pretty accurate in this case. Her foot still had the regular slightly sweaty female fleshy foot scent as well, which only added fuel to the fire for me. I was losing it now, just taking long, deep inhales over and over again.. running my nose from the ball of her foot and proceeding to jam and wiggle my nose between the curl of her socked toes. I kept taking long sniffs, to the point where I was getting dizzy and light-headed almost. I took a quick breather to get myself together, and with that pulled my shorts down and started to rub myself slightly as I admired Monica's foot from only a few inches away. I so badly wanted this sock off, you don't even know. I was angry by now.. like it bothered me that I didn't have the nuts to just rip it off right then and there. But I'm better and smarter than that. You never want to be too reckless, I promise you that. Bad things can happen, and can happen quickly. You best have an escape route or an excuse on hand, or else haha. Anyway, so I'm just staring down the sole of her socked left foot and deciding on what to do in my head. Then I just said to myself, "You know what? The hell with it, I'm going to get this sock off right now, I don't care. How often does this chance come up?" And with that attitude, I continued to use the pinch technique, but this time, in a much more aggressive manner. I tugged harder at the bottom of her sock around her heel and arch area, hoping that the ankle part of the sock will just ease its way up and over her plump, stubborn heel. I wasn't even taking any time between tugs, I was just going for gold at this point. I took one big pinch from the underside of her sock and pulled it down quickly and hard in one motion and sure enough the sock finally gave up and flipped over her heel, revealing a nice, tan, round, shapely bare heel and ankle. Now the fun begins.
I'm eager to get started again, and this time with her heel bare... so I put my head down and stick my tongue out until my tongue lands flushly onto the bottom of her heel. I just let it sit there flatly while I instantly absorbed the slight salt fleshy taste that it gave off right away.. I was savouring the taste before beginning to glide my tongue around in a clock-wise swirling motion. I stopped and looked up to check on her really quick, and noticed that she was still zonked out and breathing normally. Her hands didn't once move away from her face, and I actually don't even think she moved a single muscle this entire time to be honest. From what I remember at least, she was dead to the world around her, and I was loving every second of it. I started twirling my tongue around more and then I remember I tried to fit it under where her sock was still bunched up on her foot (sort of mid-way between her heel and arch), and start licking her arch. However the sock was increasingly becoming an obstacle I needed gone for good, so I decided to just go for it. I tugged at the end of her sock where her toes were and just glided it right off her foot, almost effortlessly. Her foot finally gave up hope in holding onto that goddamn sock. The relief that I was feeling from that alone was unbelievable. As soon as I put her sock aside, I was able to see her entire bare tan foot up close and personal.. and noticed all the things you would've never seen by just stealing glances every now and then. I was getting so hard just zooming my face into her foot until my nose was lightly tapping her sole. The wrinkles, the patterns on her skin, the shapeliness of her foot which I never even noticed through the hours that I've known and been around her. Her feet were a lot nicer up close, obviously.. which only turned me on more. My boner was jamming itself into the floor to the point where it hurt to lay on my stomach. I moved onto my left side facing her, and my member was now shooting outward into the side of her bed. I felt it pulsing. I knew it was time to relieve myself and do what I had set out to do.
I leaned in with my hungry tongue and tapped the ball of her foot, specifically underneath the big toe directly on the rounded edge.. and I began to, once again, use my wet salivating tongue in a circular, clock-wise motion to lap up her sweet taste... over and over and over again. I looked up again and saw she was still gone, so I continued. I licked more passionately now, throwing in some quick kisses and sucks on the ball of her foot.. I remember right then I pressed my nose into where I had just licked in and around her ball and under her toes and inhaled deeply while tongue kissing the center of her foot. It was like heaven on Earth, her foot had that more distinct "foot" smell now, and the taste was even greater. I looked back up and saw her eyes closed and her mouth slightly opened, and that was when I said to her "I own your feet right now, Monica.. you teased me too much so this is what you get." Yes, when I'm a little drunk and in the heat of the moment I like to trash talk lol so what? Hate it or love it, I could care less. So as soon as I said this, I leaned back in and swished my tongue under and then between her toes in fast, uncoordinated motion... I was all over the place in there swirling and snaking my wet tongue between all crevices, while throwing in a few sniffs as well. I was building up more confidence in her not waking up at all, that I debated going for more before releasing all over the floor, which it felt like I was about to do now. I stopped touching myself while doing this, but it didn't stop me from nearing a climax. I was losing it. I sucked the underside of her toes (the plump little pads of them) sometimes 2 or 3 at a time... and then engulfed her pinkie toe, which was actually the hardest to get to since it was flat on the bed. I sort of lifted her foot slightly with my right, free hand and managed to get my mouth up and around it for a few seconds. I remember dropping her foot at that time and just letting it sit inside my mouth (the outer side of her foot where her pinkie toe was) while I sucked it and vacuumed it in aggressively. I was like a hungry animal now.
I could feel her toe hit the roof of my mouth as I sucked the whole side of her foot, and I felt her toe move a little in there. Not a lot, as to pose a threat of awakening, but enough to let me know that I was still awake and not dreaming all this. I then let her foot pop out of my mouth with a dripping bridge of saliva instantly coming from my mouth and attaching to her foot.. it was so hot to see her foot all wet like that, knowing it was my saliva and spit and what not.. sooo hot. I couldn't f'ing take it anymore! I started sliding my slippery tongue up and down the sole of her foot, doing straight lines up and down, adding pressure each time I did a lap or two. I swirled my tongue around her fleshy heel once more before giving it a nice passionate tongue kiss... that was when I sucked it like I did the other side of her foot.. this time I was moving her foot and leg forward as I sucked. I could feel her foot giving resistance to my face and my mouth, just allowing me to go ahead and do whatever I wanted to do at that point. I was licking all over her foot like a madman while beating off hard now.. I was seconds away from blowing an enormous, abnormal sized steamy load. I went back down to the ball of her foot and went nose first jamming it firmly into her skin, to the point where I could feel her wrinkles against the top of my lip and the tip of my nose. I inhaled like I've never breathed before while rubbing one out and sucking her sole, hovering it with my mouth at its widest, and my tongue at its craziest. It was an insane moment... right as I was cumming I remember saying "Ohhhhhhh Monica, goddddd your feeeeeeeeeeeeeet are so f'ing hot. Ughhhhhh!" And that was when the cum bursted and oozed out of me like a sprinkler system all onto my worn shorts, which were basically the only thing around to catch it at that time lol needless to say I ditched those shorts the next day.
I seriously haven't came like that since my girlfriend started accepting some of my foot fetish-related sexual preferences, when we first started hooking up regularly. I laid there sideways just cripled, with my lower body twitching on and off from all the work I just put in. I felt like I was still oozing cum like 5-10 minutes later, it was so weird. I was in such a state of relaxation and relief. I laid there for a few minutes admiring the work I had done... her foot was absolutely soaked. I could see the spit marks where some of my saliva bunched up, and I started getting hard again while I looked up and saw her in dreamland, completely oblivious to the fact that my saliva was now soaking into her foot and I just got off to worshipping her foot clean.... and she had NO idea. I realized then that I failed to get any pictures or videos to capture the moment for future reference so I went ahead and made some videos of me licking and sniffing them, although the length of each of them was short due to the fact that I used most of my phone memory already. Some of them were even cut short and when I tried to upload them to my computer with the USB wire the videos would not load, saying that there was some kind of weird error, and because of that, I cannot upload it. Bummer. I was pissed because I could've easily made a bunch of great vids, but I just made the dumb mistake of not deleting other meaningless shit on my phone beforehand in order to make room for the really good stuff. I still shake my head every time I think back on that. Please do not ask me to upload or share any of the vids, they're unfortunately for my viewing only haha. The 2 pics I took came out horribly, so I never uploaded those onto my computer. Didn't see them as worth it. I ended up getting up off the floor and collapsed on the floor of my friend's room behind me maybe 10 feet away, falling asleep almost as soon as I laid down.
Anyway the next morning I woke up around 630-7am to use the bathroom and as I walked out into the 'loft' room where Monica was, I noticed my other friend laying beside her passed out.. both of them were. I saw her feet, which were now both bare by the way, and they were sticking out of the blanket she was using. My penis twitched and bounced around a few times when I saw this from my peripheral as I made my way inside the bathroom. Before closing the door, I thought maybe I'd have a shot at some morning extras, so I crept to the end of their bed and listened carefully for their breathing and moving patterns. My friend was clearly the one who was sleeping less heavily than Monica, so I only feared him waking up and seeing me at the end of their bed suspiciously. Monica was now facing the wall with both feet side-by-side (left foot over the right, stacked on top) with her bare sexy tan soles staring right back at me, just begging to be licked and sniffed again. I almost thought I had a chance.. so I leaned in with my head and decided to lightly drool onto her soles to see if the impact of my saliva would wake her up or stir her at all. It didn't. I watched in awe as my spit dripped from the top of her left foot (which no more than 3 hours ago I was devouring in my mouth whole) and slide all the way down in between the space of both feet, where her arches met. I popped a boner right then and there while watching this, and decided to try and go for it. The tricky part about this situation was not only was it the morning and I had a bodyguard potentially being able to catch me in the act of worshipping his gf's beautiful feet, but the stupid bulky dresser with the tv on it was taking up alot of the space at the foot of the bed, leaving me with little to no wiggle room to get my body in there.. or in a good enough position to worship her sexy feet. It was the biggest tease ever as I sat there down and depressed. I even was so desperate that I tried to move the dresser, but it was to no avail. The thing likely was never moved since it was thrown in that house, and felt like it was roughly 3-400 pounds at the time. Maybe I was just so weak from fatigue and being hungover that I just couldn't do anything about it. Oh, well. I grabbed her strappy sandals with the cork-like soles and brought them with me into the bathroom and closed the door.
If you can't get to them, I figured they were the next best thing lol. And after all this morning boner wasn't going away easily or anytime soon. I put the seat down on the toilet and pulled my boxers down as I sat down.. with her two strappy sandals in hand. I immediately brought the right one to my nose and breathed in the sweet delicious fleshy smell that was Monica's feet. She wore those sandals all weekend, I didn't even see another pair of sandals or flip-flops with her so I assume she only brought those. They had these deep, dark toe and sole imprints on the cork-like insoles, which I of course lapped up clean licking them of all the salt that they stored over time, especially from last night's club/bar fun. I licked both her sandals clean, putting one up to my face and licking/sniffing while rubbing one out hardcore. I beat it until I was purple and eventually blew my warm jizz all onto the sole of her left sandal, all while sucking, licking, and sniffing her right one as hard and as aggressively as I could. I didn't think I had that much more in me, honestly. I knew I probably wouldn't ever get this opportunity again to taste or smell Monica's sexy ass feet again though, so I enjoyed the time while it lasted. I let the cum stay on her sandal for a few minutes, allowing it to slightly soak into the insole. I crept out of the bathroom, and placed her two sandals back on the floor beside their bed. I looked around for her Fila socks, hoping they would be nearby so that I could take them as a personal momento for the experience, but was unsuccessful in locating them. She must have put them in her bag or something, I'm not sure. It was a mystery. And with that, I made my way back into my sleep zone in my friend's room and passed out for another 4-5 hours before we woke up to leave. I woke up to my friend and Monica in their bed just outside the doorway I was sleeping near talking to one of my other friends who was standing there. As I stood up and walked out into the room with them, Monica locked eyes onto mine and goes "You look tired." I go, "Yeah, I am. You look rested." She goes, "Haha yeah I sleep like a baby! But not all the time." I go, "Yeah......" Lol it was a little awkward, but other than that conversation went normal from then on, we were all bullshitting about the previous night out and what went down there, all that jazz.
And that's the end of the story, everyone. I really hope you enjoyed. I always wondered if she even noticed she only had one sock on when she woke up, and just said the hell with the other one and took it off, or if she actually speculated what really happened with her sock? How it was removed in her sleep? I'm not sure, I can only guess. Yours is as good as mine. I really hope you liked the story though, guys. Last time I posted a lengthy story like this, I didn't get a whole lot of feedback.. probably since a lot of the people from the past are now gone, but I recognize a bunch of you guys out there today (your usernames), and you've all been there as veterans for years. I hope to hear from all of you, especially. I didn't forget you guys! I always appreciated your support, and all your kind, as well as eager feedback. You guys fueled me to write so much more than I ever thought I would on here. Please feel free to reply back with questions, concerns, or any kind of positive feedback at all. It is all welcomed and greatly appreciated. Thanks, everyone. Until next time... I'm out for now.
P.S: If there are any punctuation or grammar errors on here, I will surely go ahead and clean them up for you at a later time or whenever I get another chance to get on here and do so. Until then, deal with it haha. I have to go somewhere soon, so I don't think I'll have enough time to proofread. Once again, really hope you guys enjoyed, and I hope to hear back from people as soon as possible. Happy Holidays, guys! Wishing the best for everyone. Enjoy.