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FooJ666 please tell us the second part to your story. I can't stand to see another SmashTV story (just kidding man).
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Awesome stories!!! Thanks very much for sharing your experience SmashTV.
Aunt stories are my favourite. Personnally my fetish started because of my aunt, who was also my babysitter. Unfortunately I can't tell you the stories
because I don't speak English well (I'm French , sorry ).
Please SmashTV, keep posting your stories, they are fantastic!
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This takes place in the first few days of the 21st Century, my parents and I celebrating the dawning of a new Millenium with my aunt and uncle. Edinburgh
in Scotland is a huge party capital for New Year's Eve at the best of times, but 1999 was understandably even more special. The intention was to see in the
New Year with style, and I did that in more ways than one...
Although the 21st Century was upon us, the weather was still as bad as ever, and a lot of nights were spent indoors. As well as my parents and me, my aunt also
had her own uncle and his grandson (roughly my age, 24 at the time) staying with them. Seven people in one medium to large flat...it was a bit cramped at
times, as I'm sure you can imagine! By now, I'd figured out that my aunt knew about my foot fetish, and was happy to induldge me. We never spoke openly
about it, but the games of footsie and her asking for foot massages detailed in recent posts made me think she was more than willing to let me have my fun. It
was just a case of being able to find the right moments - being in a house full of seven people wasn't really one of them. However, my impulses got the
better of me, and on this occassion I just went with the flow.
Due to the overcrowding there weren't enough 'normal' chairs, and so the chairs to the dining table often had to be used. I found a decent way
around this and often sat on the floor when I could, sidling my way over to my aunt as and when so I could be near her feet! On this occassion, though, there
genuinely wasn't enough room, and I found myself sat directly in front of my aunt, my back resting against her legs. We're very close anyway so it
wasn't looked upon as unusual, but of course my mind was already racing ahead! My aunt was wearing a grey jumper, light blue jeans and black socks. Or so I
thought....when she crossed her leg the hem of her jeans had risen up, I'd noticed that between the hem and top of her sock an intersection of chocolate
brown, where she was wearing opaque brown tights under her jeans. If only I could get her socks off...
The drink and conversation continued to flow, with my aunt now hugging me slightly. People were wrapped up in their own conversations, and I began to think
that if I was discreet enough I could sneak in a cheeky massage. I reached behind me, and slowly began to trace my aunt's socked instep with one finger,
bringing my thumb onto her toes. I felt my aunt squeeze my shoulder a little bit, which I took as a sign to continue; I ran my finger the length of her instep
and onto her sole, with my aunt gently lifting her feet to allow me access. I repeated the process on the other foot, all the while listening in to the
conversation, trying not to lose myself in the situation. As I said earlier, though, my impulses got the better of me; my aunt was wearing tights under those
socks, and they would feel much better to my fingers and to my stocking foot tendencies. However, if I pulled her socks off, or asked her permission, my cover
would be blown....ah, what the hell! Let's go for it...! I could always blame it on alcohol...
I pretended to just notice that my aunt was wearing tights under her jeans, and muttered something about 'one layer is better'. My aunt knew what I
meant (and maybe even what I was after!), as I slowly pulled at her socks, first of all jokingly from the toes and then from the top, hooking my fingers to the
elasticated band and then pulling them loose from her feet. As I did, I noticed my aunt raise her feet slightly into the air to allow the socks to come off
easier! My dad made a joke about foot odour, and my uncle gave us a funny look but there was no going back now, I'd come this far and nothing was going to
stop me! I put her socks next to me on the floor, and looked at what I'd uncovered. I had never seen opaque brown tights before, but my aunt's feet
looked gorgeous - her toes were quite obscured by the thick material of her tights, but her feet looked so snug and protected, simply divine and delicious! I
reached down to continue the tickle and massage, and almost got goosepimples myself. The material was so soft and shiny, my fingers were almost gliding over my
aunt's feet. I stroked the tops of her feet and tickled under her toes, I massaged her soles and heels, I just couldn't get enough of the soft material
of her tights, it was like velvet on my fingers.
My aunt had by now changed her seating position, so her feet were directly at my side. I took advantage of this, and making the two fingers next to my thumbs
into an inverted V shape, slowly ran them along her stocking insteps, and then repeated the process along her outline. As I did so, my aunt began to slowly
stroke my shoulder. I repeated the outline motion, and the shoulder stroking continued, which I took to mean approval that it felt good. My aunt and I
hadn't spoken throughout the entire massage process, other than my comment about the layers - we were communicating through our fingers! I moved my fingers ever slower along her stocking outline, and as I did
noticed that my aunt's feet bobbed and twitched of their own accord, her toes wiggling and flexing a lot. Her feet aren't ticklish at all, so I
couldn't have been tickling that badly but maybe I'd hit a spot? Or maybe I'd hit a spot... I continued this motion, enjoying the sight of my aunt's yummy stocking feet
taking a life of their own; sometimes I'd go slow and drag my fingers along the outline, sometimes I'd go quick as if I was trying to tickle her silly,
but all the while I got the same reaction. I was lost in the moment, and it turns out, so was my aunt...
I stopped after about 15 minutes, saying I needed the bathroom - in reality, it was to cool off as I was getting hot! - and, upon coming back into the room,
found that everyone was getting ready to go to bed. I went to get a drink in the kitchen, and came back to find only my aunt was in the room. I smiled at her,
and patted her feet with a knowing smile, asking if she enjoyed the treatment I'd given her. My aunt smiled back and laughed, and pulled me in for a big
'It was gorgeous, I loved it!', she whispered, still hugging me before letting go. We shared a knowing smile before both going to bed, and I knew then
that I had a partner in crime for my foot escapades. My fetish had a willing participant, and I had a few more days holiday left to include my aunt in my
plans. Little did I know, as I eventually drifted off into sleep after thinking about what I'd just done, that my best ever experience was less than 24
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Sorry that it has taken me F-O-R-E-V-E-R to post the continuation of my story with work being extremely brutal...but...anyway, here it is...I hope you enjoy & it was worth the wait!!!
Everything was packed & ready for a wonderful six day
Christmas vacation to our Grandparent’s house in the mountains. Every year we all head up to Colorado
to share quality time with the family while skiing down the snowy slopes in
celebrating the holiday. But see this
trip was going to have some good news and some great news; my aunt dumped that
guy (pervious story) a little after Thanksgiving because she found out he was
cheating on her. Now, she was happier
being single again and wanted to focus more towards being with family. So right away I was excited because I was
going to spend a full weekend staring & maybe playing with my Aunt’s
feet. Well little did I know that this
Christmas I would remember for the rest of my life.
After four torturing days of watching my aunt walk around
bare foot, play with her shoes & dangling…the experience literally happened
on Christmas day. First, when the family
sat down to open presents, I was still memorized by my aunt’s beautiful bare
feet. As everyone would watch a family
member open their presents, I would be staring at my aunt twirling her dangling
bare foot around in the air. Seeing those
toes wiggle, that foot flex and the soles wrinkle…I wanted to leap up from the
floor, grab that foot & have my way with it. Every once and a while, my aunt would take a
quick glance at me and smile so I smiled back while hiding my boner from
It wasn’t until dinner time when everyone was dressed in
their festive holiday gear. All the women
in dresses while the guys were decked out with sweaters or button shirts with
ties. I myself was sporting the sweater
vest & tie with my new dress slacks while I spotted my aunt all decked out
in a tan dress with shinny patient red leather point toes flats. To see those bare feet in shoes like that…it
was HOT…I swore I came in my pants at first glance. So dinner was the typical big Christmas
feast. I was amazed at all the great
food but I surely had my mind elsewhere.
Well shocking enough when my Grandma, Mom & Aunt were preparing the
dinner, they also decided where everyone was sitting. The Christmas sprit was truly on my side
because, I was sitting across from my Aunt.
Every few seconds I would try to lift up the table cloth to
sneak-peaks at my Aunt’s feet, but every time I would, her feet were not in
view. Sometimes I would hear her flats
tapping or sliding on the ground & every time I would glance, but nothing
was in sight. The more I think about it
now, it seems like she was playing a game with me. Several minutes pass and again the noise from
below the table was driving me insane, I couldn’t take it much more; so with
one final attempt, I looked down after lifting the table cloth and to my
amazement I saw my Aunt’s gorgeous bare feet exposed. Her red painted toes pressing hard against
the insides of her flats as her feet remained stretched for all to see. A few seconds passed and my Aunt began to
perform some shoe play. She would slide
her toes into her shoes creating that scratching noise as her shoe simultaneously
slid on the floor. I just continued to
stare in utter amazement, seeing such beautiful work…wishing I was the floor so
I could feel her movement on my body. I
must have been staring long enough that I glanced up for a second and saw my
Aunt glaring at me with her famous grin.
Now focused on her and my focus away from below…gave my Aunt an opportunity
to have a little fun as I began to feel movement on my lower right leg. My Aunt bit down on her lip & suddenly I
felt her toes wiggling on my right calf.
At first I felt excited & thankful cause I knew if anyone in the
family discovered what was going on…bummer…that’s until my Aunt had a different
idea as I began to feel her foot slowly moving up my leg & not planning to
I was scared but majory turned on…she knew what she was
doing & it was up to me not to blow (no pun-intended) this moment…true
excitement. My Aunt knows my craving, my
fetish, my devotion to her feet and it was now her turn to turn up the
heat. That happened as she moved her
foot to my inner right thigh…feeling that foot for the first time in this particular
location…”my tent was pitched”. Suddenly
she begins to lightly move her foot side to side and every few seconds she
would wiggle her toes. Now remember…I
was wearing dress slacks so with her soft movements and wiggling, it felt like
I wasn’t wearing any pants at all. She
began to increase her toe wiggling as she kept ever slowly sliding up, not just
turning me on even more, but also tickling me.
The excitement level went up because she knew I enjoyed being tickled
but I didn’t want the others to know what was going on. My Aunt saw my expression as if I was going
to laugh, so she stopped moving to give me composure second then started up
again. I glanced at her smiling at me,
all I could do was to mouth at her “stop it…you’re gonna make me laugh.” She must have enjoyed it because; she slid
even further up my thigh which was exactly where my member was at. Feeling that, sent a jolt through my body that
I actually kneed the table, everyone looked at me in shock.
I quickly said I am sorry and went right back to eating while
my face was flustered in red. I glanced
at my Aunt to see again that famous grin…realizing what she just touched. She actually kept her foot on my chair
through the whole scene so I decided to be a horny little devil and I scooted my
chair closer to the table & when I did, her bare foot was in between my
legs lightly rubbing, pressing & wiggling her foot against my member. She continued to work her magic under the
table for a few more minutes… (when in my mind, it felt like forever)…with each
movement, the more wet my slacks got.
She was totally cock teasing me as she would continuously rub & press
her foot on me, it was killing me, it began to hurt, I couldn’t take it anymore…excused
myself from the table…went into the bathroom…& relieved myself of the
pain. When I returned…the table was
being cleared off by everyone & my Aunt came up to me and whispered “Are
you feeling better?” All I could do was
smile, when suddenly she gave me a hug & whispered in my ear, “I still have
a Christmas gift to give you later…if you want?”
...TO BE CONTINUED...
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Man, it's been two months since I was on this thread last. Sorry guys, here's the next installment. My aunt and uncle were visiting my parents, this was around Christmas 2001. I'd not seen my aunt since the last experience, but knew by now that she was willing to submit to footplay - it was just a case of getting her on her own. I was about to visit my gf for the night, but before I left my mum had put on a big spread of food. As I was eating at my gf's house I didn't want any, so stayed in the front room while everyone else went to eat at the table. Everyone else except my aunt...
She was wearing grey trousers and a thick red jumper, with black socks and open toe brown sandal type slippers. As one of my previous posts, I'd noticed that she was wearing black tights under the socks (sheer tights this time, not opaque), and so the plan was to get her socks off. The sounds of people talking from the dining room were loud and constant, but even so I knew I was taking a risk getting caught. I was getting ready to leave, putting my coat on etc when I winked quickly at my aunt, crouched on the floor and began to gently tickle her socked left instep. My aunt smiled, whispered 'thank you' rather snippily (pretending), but didn't pull away. I commented on this, and said if she's not pulling away she must be enjoying it, and with that flipped off both her slippers and peeled off her socks. My aunt giggled as I did so, but left her feet stretched out as I began tickling and massaging, gazing at her stocking soles as they were inches away from my face. My massage was soft but my tickles fast, my aunt loving the attention and complimenting me, saying I was 'the best, just the best'....I assume she meant the best at playing with her feet!
I concentrated on tickling only, hoping to see my aunt giggle and squirm but it wasn't to be. I tried tickling her sides as well, but again no response, so I returned to a full on massage from toes to heels, savouring the softness of my aunt's stocking feet at my fingetips, and getting major satisfaction from seeing her smile and enjoy my touch. Although I wasn't in danger of being disturbed, I had to leave to see my gf, so a quick tickle to finish and a cheeky kiss of both my aunt's feet (just under her toes, which seemed to take her by surprise!) and it was over. My aunt thanked me, and I winked at her again before saying my goodbyes to my parents and uncle. As I was leaving my aunt came into the dining room, and I noticed her slippers were back on but not her socks. Whether this was for my benefit or not I didn't know, but I thought it was a cute touch on her part!
I hope you all enjoyed, guys, and also hope my next post on here won't take as long.
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