14. júna 2006 19:10:33 CEST
The first woman I truely loved. We came together when we were both 14. To get to the fetish, one day she was wearing sandels and I couldn't take it anymore. After we took a walk and returned to my home, I took off her sandles, held her heel in my palm and began licking her feet. She bent back her toes, smiled and enjoyed the experience.
After that day, she never wore socks or stockings again. She wore all her shoes on her bare feet, even in the winter. When she came to my house, she would lay on my bed, kick off her shoes, snap and point at her feet. I would drop to my knees and lick her feet. This was how she would greet me. She was very self-centered, and I loved it.
Kathy would cross her ankles, point her feet, bend back her toes and tell me "at my feet" She would start by rubbing the base of her toes under my nose for about 5-10 minutes. She never asked, nor did she care how her feet smelled. She knew the smelled because she never wore socks. I think the more her feet smelled, the more she liked it. One time, I said - your feet stink. She just laughed and continued rubbing them under my nose. She would then tell me to open my mouth. She would rub the balls of her feet in my mouth and tell me "MOVE THAT TOUNGUE" She loved having the balls of her feet sucked. She would have me there for hours at a time as she watched TV.
One day, I purchased her a pair of red high heels. She loved them. That weekend, her friend was having a party, but didn't want me there. I showed up after a while and asked her friend where Kathy was?. She didn't know. I looked around for her, then walked up stairs and found Kathy sitting in a lounge chair, smoking a cigarette. Her red heels were on the floor and some guy was on his knees at her feet. She was rubbing her feet in some other guy's mouth. I stood at the door that was only slightly ajar and watched. I heard her tell him "move that tounge when I rub my feet in your mouth - footboy! Although I was jealous, it turned me on so much, I went into the bathroom and spewed.
Later,she confessed that she dominated this guy. She told me she often had other boys worship her feet.
I created a monster. God I loved her and still dream of her even 20 years later. We were together untill our college years when we grew apart.
Another quick story about Kathy.
One day I took her out shopping. She was wearing white heels - on her bare feet of course. We were with two of her friends. I bought her a lot of stuff that day. When we got back to her house, in her basement where we used to hang out, she put her feet up on the table. Her friends were sitting on the other side of the table. She told me to take off her shoes. I gave her a look because I never sucked her feet in front of anyone else before. She said "Don't worry, they know I rub my feet in your mouth - TAKE OFF MY SHOES!" I did so. She snaped her fingure, pointed bent back her toes and said "at my feet".
I put my nose to her foot as she rubbed it back and forth. Her friend Sue was a wise ass and said "how do they smell". When I didn't answer, Kathy commanded "answer her - how do they smell" I said "wonderfull". Kathy said "good boy - now open your mouth and move that toungue" Kathy rubbed her feet in my mouth as she went through her bags and inspected and discussed with her friends all the stuff I bought for her that day.
I can tell you many other stories about Kathy. Let me know if you are interested. They are all true.
I can also tell about my second love - Teri. She was just as selfish and even more dominant with her feet.
By the way, Kathy had blond hair, blue eyes, 5 foot 4 with size 6 feet. Toes in almost perfect succession, which she always painted red. Very high arches. She could bend her toes back far and when she pressed and rubbed the balls of her feet in my mouth, the tops of her toes almost hit the top of her foot. She had very flexable joints. Sometimes she liked to stand in my mouth.
