Debbie’s gorgeous feet - part 1
Certainly, many who have a foot fetish may at times feel as though foot fetish is not all that mainstream and that we are somewhat of an underground culture. Nonetheless; evidence of the acceptance of the female foot as a beautiful, sensual part of the body is all around us in ladies open shoes, ankle bracelets, toes rings and pedicures. So it was with me until I was fortunate to meet Debbie, the woman who would become my wife.
Tall at 5′10′, with an athletic, fit and very attractive body, her stunning blonde hair and blue eyes make her a real head turner. In addition, she has beautiful hands and of course, very sexy feet with long, soft, sensuous toes. Since the start of our relationship I had built the courage to explain my attraction to her feet. Thankfully, it is a “fetish” that she has been very willing to indulge and in fact takes great pleasure in. This is the story from yesterday. I was at home after a number of days working odd hours. Our children were in school and we were home alone for most of the day. We had been sitting watching television and just relaxing together when she excused herself for a few minutes. Debbie was dressed in a cute dark blue, button up, sleeveless blouse, white capri pants and matching blue sandals. As usual, she was wearing a gold ankle bracelet on her left ankle along with a gold toe ring on her left foot next to her big toe. Her toes were impeccably pedicure in a medium pink. She returned a few minutes later and stood next to me, placing her left foot on my knee. As she looked down at me she said, "I was thinking you could use a little attention in the bedroom. Come with me." Needless to say, I followed her without hesitation. When I walked into the bedroom, I saw that Debbie had placed several pillows on the floor next to the bed and she directed me to take my clothes off and sit on the pillows with my legs under the bed and my back resting comfortably on a pillow against the wall. She sat above me and crossed her left leg over her right and looked me in the eyes and said, "I thought you might like a nice, long Footjob. I hope you are comfortable because you are going to be here for a while."Debbie held her foot in front of me and flexed and wiggled her toes in her shoes, asking me if I liked her nail color and her toe ring. She went on to tell me that she couldn't wait to put her toes on me and start to wiggle. After a little more teasing, she slowly slipped her shoes off and began running her toes down my chest and onto my stomach, where she paused to wiggle her toes on my stomach and softly run the tips of her toes along my sides and down my thighs. This made me very sensitive and somewhat ticklish, not to mention what it did for my very erect @#%$. I felt as if I was going to burst out of my skin! Somewhere in all of this, I told her how much I loved it when she did this to me and how thankful I was that she didn't think I was weird for liking it. Debbie replied that is was not weird and that other people did it as part of their normal sex lives. Just like a handjob or blow job, she said that a Footjob was very sensual and normal as the foot was capable of so much. I persisted and said that I was still unsure of how others view this and how some would think of this as perverted. With that, she said, "Jackie (her best friend) knows we do this and she used to do it also. So you shouldn't feel strange about it. Why do you think I didn't bat an eye when you told me about liking my feet? I have always kept my feet nice. Jackie and I used to sit at her house and do our nails." She continued. "Jackie always said that we needed to keep our feet looking good because men looked at feet. Back then I didn't know much about it but Jackie explained it to me because she used to do it to her boyfriend." She returned a few minutes later and stood next to me, placing her left foot on my knee. As she looked down at me she said, “I was thinking you could use a little attention in the bedroom. Come with me.” Needless to say, I followed her without hesitation. When I walked into the bedroom, I saw that Debbie had placed several pillows on the floor next to the bed and she directed me to take my clothes off and sit on the pillows with my legs under the bed and my back resting comfortably on a pillow against the wall. She sat above me and crossed her left leg over her right and looked me in the eyes and said, “I thought you might like a nice, long Footjob. I hope you are comfortable because you are going to be here for a while.” Debbie held her foot in front of me and flexed and wiggled her toes in her shoes, asking me if I liked her nail color and her toe ring. She went on to tell me that she couldn’t wait to put her toes on me and start to wiggle. After a little more teasing, she slowly slipped her shoes off and began running her toes down my chest and onto my stomach, where she paused to wiggle her toes on my stomach and softly run the tips of her toes along my sides and down my thighs. This made me very sensitive and somewhat ticklish, not to mention what it did for my very erect @#%$. I felt as if I was going to burst out of my skin! Somewhere in all of this, I told her how much I loved it when she did this to me and how thankful I was that she didn’t think I was weird for liking it. Debbie replied that is was not weird and that other people did it as part of their normal sex lives. Just like a handjob or blow job, she said that a Footjob was very sensual and normal as the foot was capable of so much. I persisted and said that I was still unsure of how others view this and how some would think of this as perverted. With that, she said, “Jackie (her best friend) knows we do this and she used to do it also. So you shouldn’t feel strange about it. Why do you think I didn’t bat an eye when you told me about liking my feet? I have always kept my feet nice. Jackie and I used to sit at her house and do our nails.” She continued. “Jackie always said that we needed to keep our feet looking good because men looked at feet. Back then I didn’t know much about it but Jackie explained it to me because she used to do it to her boyfriend.” I was amazed to hear this and it heightened my arousal. I was curious, so I asked, "She knows we do this?" "Of course she does," Debbie replied, "she even caught you looking at her feet once." She laughed. I was embarrassed at having been caught looking at Jackie's feet and tried to stammer an explanation. "Don't be silly," Debbie said "she thought it was cute. She actually offered to give you a Footjob but I have not had a chance to take her up on the offer." I was stunned to hear this and asked, "What? You're kidding. Why would she do that and why would you even think of that?" The answer bowled me over, "Because she sort of owes me one." Debbie said. "I never told you this, but a long time ago, Jackie was dating a guy who was into her feet." Debbie explained. "She used to give him Footjobs and her would be around when we were doing our toes. One day he told her that he thought I had sexy feet and that he wondered what my feet would feel like on him since Jackie has shorter toes than I do. Jackie, who has always been very confident with herself, told me about it and I said I would not mind surprising him with a Footjob. A few days later, he was over at her house and was in the basement watching TV with her. I rang the doorbell and Jackie let me in and told me to go down and do it to him. So I went downstairs while she stayed upstairs. I told him to sit on the floor just like you are now, and I gave him a Footjob. It was no big deal and he exploded really quickly. After that, Jackie always said she owed me."This story just floored me and I didn't know what to say. With that, Debbie could tell that I was ready to explode without even being touched. She said, "I am going to show you what it was like for him. Look at my feet." She showed me her soft soles and wrinkled them for me, showing me the undersides of her toes, wiggling. "That is going to be on you in a minute," she said "just like it was for Jackie's boyfriend." I was amazed to hear this and it heightened my arousal. I was curious, so I asked, “She knows we do this?” “Of course she does,” Debbie replied, “she even caught you looking at her feet once.” She laughed. I was embarrassed at having been caught looking at Jackie’s feet and tried to stammer an explanation. “Don’t be silly,” Debbie said “she thought it was cute. She actually offered to give you a Footjob but I have not had a chance to take her up on the offer.” I was stunned to hear this and asked, “What? You’re kidding. Why would she do that and why would you even think of that?” The answer bowled me over, “Because she sort of owes me one.” Debbie said.