Little Juan Joined: 2002-06-26 Posts: 463 Files: 0 Thanked: 0 Downloaded: 0 Uploaded: 0 |
My Favorite Babysitter by luvfemfeetsmell@hotmail.com Part I Like most, I can trace my foot fetish back to some fairly early experiences. I remember when I was 6 or 7, I would hang out with my next door neighbor who was my age, and we would watch TV for hours. He would always lay on his stomach in front of a coffee table with his legs underneath, and I would lay on my stomach behind him so that my face was right near his feet. I remember even at such an early age of being turned out by the smell of feet. However, one of my first true experiences that left me jerking off for years to come happened with one of my longest babysitters. When I was 11 or 12, my parents would go out fairly frequently, and hire this one babysitter named Michelle. She was a senior in high school when she started babysitting me and was fairly beautiful. Blonde hair, fairly tall (of course, everybody is tall when you're 11), and very cool. Being that I loved video games, we would spend most of the time playing Nintendo. One thing that I liked about her the most was that she would use unconventional methods of getting me to shut up if I was loud and obnoxious. She would make me bet on the games that we would play. Each time I won, I was allowed to stay up 15 minutes past my bedtime. Every time that she won, she would ask me to do a variety of things. Sometimes she would make me get her food. Other times I would have to bring her a drink, and other times I had to give her a shoulder massage or straighten her school notebooks. I remember loving the euphoric feeling of losing and having her order me around as she would call me her slave. One time she came over and was wearing sweat pants and sneakers. She usually wore jeans and dressy clothes, so I wasn't used to her dressed like that. She said that she had a late cheerleading practice and never had time to go home to change or shower. My parents had a strict "no shoes on the carpet" rule. One of my favorites! So she took off her shoes when we went into the living room where the Nintendo was, and my parents were gone. Even at this age, I saw an opportunity and started making fun of how much her feet smelled and that I could smell them from a mile away. I guess that she was in a playful mood because when I started to tease her, she moved her feet closer to my face. Since she almost always sat on the couch and I lay on the floor when we played video games, she quickly brushed her feet against my face and started to laugh. I pretended to totally hate it and began yelling more about how much her feet stank. We started playing Nintendo and I initiated a bet that if I won, I'd get to stay up later. She said, "Okay," and that if she won, it would be a surprise. I happened to win the first game and started gloating like a madman that I had won since I believed it was a close game. She said that I was so lucky that I won because I had no idea what I had in store for me if I lost. I became instantly aroused (probably the biggest erection I ever had up to that point), and I started acting really sarcastic. "Ooooh, like I'm really scared." She then wanted to play me again, and said that if I won, I would be able to stay up an additional 20 minutes on top of the 15 minutes I had already won. She really wanted me to accept the challenge by spicing the deal. Of course I said, "Okay," and that game she ended up winning. A sly smile came to her face as she told me that I had to kiss her feet. I remember feeling an emotion I had never felt before, and my immediate reaction was to feign utter disgust and displeasure because I knew it would fuel her desire even more. It was her intense desire to make me kiss her feet that I knew at that point I would love forever. I told her there was no way that I was going to kiss her feet. She told me, "A bet is a bet and it's a crime to break a bet." I shrugged and muttered and said, "Okay, let's just get it over with," as I crawled to her outstretched feet (both were socked). I quickly kissed her feet. When my lips touched the sole of her sock, I took in a deep breath (hopefully without her knowing), and then pulled back like it was hot coal. I scrunched up my nose and took in a deep breath of fresh air to pretend that I was holding my breath. She laughed and asked if I wanted to play again. I said, "Yes," and that, "this time I will have my revenge." She said, "Well, if you're so confident, let's raise the stakes a little bit. You can stay up 30 minutes if you win, but if I win, you have to kiss AND smell my feet for 30 seconds." I disguised utter and complete arousal with disgust, and said, "You're on." I knew I was better than she was and that I could probably win whenever I wanted to, but I pretended to get nervous and let her beat me by a slim margin. She began to smile with glee and told me that I knew what I had to do. She told me that she was going to time me on her watch and that I had to take deep breathes through my nose. I shook my head in apparent disappointment, but I just followed her lead. She told me to lay down with my head face up under her feet and she would put them on my face and I would have to kiss and smell them for 30 seconds. I laid down right underneath her, and I was surrounded by two smelly, somewhat dirty, white socked feet. She put them both on my face very gently, with the middle of her arch over my lips, and told me to kiss her feet. I kissed them a few times and then I pretended to struggle as I broke away. She told me that was against the rules and that I would have to be penalized another 30 seconds. She told me if I did it again, she would have to strictly enforce it and make a few alterations. I crawled back to the spot under her feet and her toes began to encase my nose. I took a few deep breaths and just fell in love with her scent. It was strong, but not super strong, and smelled just like feet do after sweating and running. I lasted about 10 seconds this time before I broke away. I felt pressure as I was pulling my face away, but it wasn't enough and I got away. She told me that I was now in trouble. | ||
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Little Juan Joined: 2002-06-26 Posts: 463 Files: 0 Thanked: 0 Downloaded: 0 Uploaded: 0 |
Part II
Having broken away from under her feet for a second time, she told me that I was now "in BIG trouble." She said that she was going to add another minute since it was the second time that I had moved my face away, and that she was going to take off one of her socks. My eyes grew big and again I feigned revulsion. I said, "NOOOOOOO! That's not fair! That wasn't part of the deal! I'm NOT doing it!" She continued in an even more arousing and authoritative manner. "You WILL do it or you WILL go to bed now! If you break away even one more time, you're going right to bed and we will never play another game again until you pay off your debt of smelling and kissing my feet." I said, "Okay, okay, okay… I'm sorry! I won't break away this time. But they smell so bad!" Apparently that was the kind of thing that she wanted to hear. I crawled back underneath her feet and probably could have won an academy award for acting so disgusted by the sight and smell of them. She began to lower her right foot onto my face, and I saw that she was grabbing her left foot with her hand as she pulled off her sock. I noticed that it didn't slide right off, which meant that they must have still been a little sweaty. My level of arousal was off the charts right then and I discreetly slid my hard-on down the leg of my pants so that it wouldn't look too noticeable. In retrospect, I can't see how she could have missed how turned on I was at the time. As she took off her sock, I saw the most beautiful foot that I have ever seen up to that time. She had fairly big feet, maybe 8 ½ or 9, and her toes were painted purple. I saw some sock fuzz in between her toes as she lowered her unsocked foot right on top of my face. She began to smear her toes right into my nose and I felt all the fuzz rub against my skin. She followed up her bare foot with her socked foot and just rubbed them right in my face. She was constantly ordering me to smell and to kiss her feet. I was kissing her arch, her toes, and the heels of both of her feet. The smell was overpowering. Her socked foot smelled of sweat combined with the muskiness of a really worn sneaker. But her bare foot smell really captured her true foot odor. I don't like comparing the odor to cheese because that isn't really an image that turns me on, but they smelled intensely good. You all know what I'm talking about. Throughout the smothering, she was keeping track of time and telling me how much time that I had left. In addition, she kept on telling me how long her practice was and how much running and jumping she had done. I was lying there imagining her doing all these sweaty activities and just getting more and more turned on. There was some massive pre-cum flowing, and it was getting harder and harder to disguise my arousal. However, I kept on complaining and pretending to simply endure it. I told her that I was going to have my revenge after this was through, and that she would be sorry! She replied, "You want more of this? OKAY, if you like the smell of my feet that much ..." Regretably, the two minutes elapsed and she lifted her feet off my now red, damp face that just reeked of the bottom of her feet. She said if she was going to give me a chance at revenge, that she would get to make the stakes. She asked me if I wanted to stay up an extra hour if I won. I pretended that was the coolest thing in the world (especially since my supposed bed time was in 40 minutes), so I said, "Yeah! But what do you get if you win?" She said, "You get to stay up an extra hour." I was surprised of course and said, "Really? So I get to stay up an hour no matter what?" She answered back, "Yes, but if I win, you have to spend the entire hour at my feet doing whatever I want." There is no way that she could not have seen my penis jump. I almost exploded right there, but I did the best to keep myself calm. We decided that we were going to play 2 out of 3 games, and winner take all. After pretending to ponder for a few moments (when all I could picture, feel, and smell were her feet), I said, "Let's do it," and we began the tournament. We began playing and there was a lot of nervous tension. I was doing a lot of trash talking in hopes that it would fuel her even more. It sure did, and the determination in her face to win spoke volumes. She did step up her game a little bit and it definitely was more challenging if I was trying, but I knew I was going to throw the match anyway and I wanted to make it look good. The first game, I let her narrowly beat me and she gave me the slyest smile while flexing her feet. She had put her sock back on her one bare foot and paused the game for a moment to do something else. She went to get her sneakers from the edge of the carpet and brought them inside. She put them on and said, "Just in case," as she winked at me. The second game commenced and I defeated her fairly convincingly just, so I would have an excuse to do some mad trash talking. I completely showed off and rubbed it in, knowing full well that it would come back to haunt me. We got really psyched up for the third game, and it was just a really stimulating feeling knowing how hard she was trying to win just so she could smoosh her feet into my face for over an hour. As we played, I accidentally almost won, but I pretended to get flustered and let her come back and beat me in an extremely close win. My body went lifeless in apparent disbelief, as she calmly placed my controller and hers' on the floor and turned off the Nintendo and TV. I started blubbering excuses and screaming, "Rematch, rematch!" But she just said, "There's nothing more that I want to win. You're mine until bed time, which isn't for an hour and a half." I said, "I can't believe it." (Which is exactly what I was thinking, except that I could believe how lucky I was). She told me that she first wanted to make herself comfortable and went into my room to grab a couple of my pillows. She threw one to me and told me to make myself comfortable because I wasn't going anywhere for awhile. She told me to put the pillow right next to the couch and that I was to lie down on my back. She ordered me to lay down and to not move at all. If I were to squirm or break away or not comply with her requests, she would tell my parents that I was bad and I would be punished. I muttered the entire time, which made it even all the more better for her. She sat down on the couch and placed both of her feet (which were in her musty, old, sweaty Nike sneakers) right on my chest. She positioned herself so that she was looking at my face the entire time. Her knees were close together and she was leaning forward. With her right foot, she pulled her left sneaker off at the heel. She left the sneaker on my chest, which happened to fall so that the opening of her shoe was facing me, and I could see how torn up and dirty it looked inside. My cock was a solid rock at this point, with a ring of pre-cum all around. She proceeded to place her left socked foot right on my face, which was warn and damp with sweat and odor. This time the smell was a lot more muskier than the first time that I had smelled her socked feet because she had put her sneakers on air tight. She rubbed her foot all around my face and ordered me to take deep breaths. She was constantly cupping her toes around my nose, but left some air between her toes and my nose so that I could take in the deepest breath possible. The sweat from her socks began moistening my lips. Even though I couldn't see a thing except for the sweat stains on her left socked foot, which was covering my face, I felt her bring her right foot up to her hands and pull the sneaker off. It wasn't long before I felt her give her legs some more latitude by leaning back and then feeling the warmth of another aromatic foot right over my face. She felt comfortable with both of her feet over my face as she moved them back and forth, up and down, over every inch of facial skin. The fabric of her sock began irritating my skin a little, but I hardly cared. I wouldn't have cared if she rubbed off every single layer of skin and left me bare-bone to my skull. She was completely dominating me with her socked feet and loving every minute of it. She was teasing me and taunting me with her vivid language of all the activities that she had done earlier in the day. She was constantly asking me how her feet smelled and all she heard was muffled complaints. Every now and then she would poke her toes between my lips until she broke the surface. I remember the initial taste of her socked sweaty feet as her big toe caressed my tongue inside of my mouth. She responded with a giggle and asked me just how bad it tasted. When I went to open my mouth to respond with phony disgust, she anticipated my opening and stuck 3 or 4 toes into my mouth and rubbed them around my tongue. She was methodical with her punishment for sure. She must have done this for a good 20 minutes, non stop, before she pulled in one of her feet. She left one foot firmly on my face as she lifted the other to her hands to pull her sock off. I remember how cool the air felt because my face was so dampened by her foot sweat. She pulled off her sock and placed it around my neck. One thing I remember vividly was feeling how damp her sock was too. It was such a good feeling having as much of her feet and feet apparel covering my body. She encased my face with her bare toes and that's where my penis started to throb, inches away from an orgasm. I fought it with all my might and the feeling subsided. I crossed my legs to disguise my erection, and I'm not sure even to this day if she knew or not. As her bare toes touched my nose, the sweetest, stinkiest odor surrounded my nose. It was simply awesome. She rubbed her smooth, sweaty feet all over my face, which was just picking up more sweat from the residue that her socks left. She then ordered me to begin to lick in between her toes and get all of the sock fuzz out. She placed her big toe and second toe of my lips and I reluctantly stuck out my tongue. She took care of the rest as she moved her foot back and foot causing my tongue to lick in between her toe completely. I felt all sorts of microscopic sock fuzz cling to my tongue and I purposefully pretended to spit it out. She clearly did not like that and ordered me to swallow everything that touched my tongue. She moved along to her next toe and a big piece of fuzz found it's way to my tongue. She brought back her foot for just a second to watch me swallow it. I sucked on it for awhile and drained out all the sweat as you would from a sponge, and then I swallowed. She said, "Good boy, that's what I want to see," and continued with the rest of her toes. While she was doing this, she kept her other socked foot perfectly over my nose so that I could smell her feet while tasting them. After I cleaned between every toe on her one bare foot, she told me that I had to lick her entire foot clean. She told me to stick out my tongue as much as possible. I did, and she placed the heel of her bare foot right on the deepest part of my tongue and slowly moved it downward so that I would get ever piece of fuzz that was on her sole. She must have made me do that at least a dozen times and at every angle so that I licked her entire foot from sole to toe. She then made me lick her socked foot a few times before she put the toe section into my mouth and told me to bite down at the tip while she slid her foot out. For the next 15 minutes, she placed both feet on my face (one wet with sweat, and the other wet with my saliva), and rubbed both of them all over my face. She rubbed the foot that I licked in my hair a little bit to dry it off. She kept the foot that had just come out of the sock primarily over my nose. I was completely at her disposal and she took every single advantage like she was a trained professional. She then made me lick the other foot entirely clean. That took another 15 or 20 minutes at least, and finally after another 5 or 10 minutes or so of foot smothering, the hour and a half was just about up and she removed her feet from my face. She told me that it was bed time and that I had to be in bed when my parents returned or we would both get in trouble. Our night of foot domination ended fairly abruptly since I was pretty much speechless and didn't know what to say, and I just said, "Goodnight," and went to bed. As I was about to jerk off, there was a knock on my door and Michelle came in. She had her socks in her hands and told me that to complete the bet, I had to sleep that night with her socks over my face. She told me that she would check on me randomly until my parents came home, and that if her socks were not on my face, then it would be ten times worse the next time. Just those words alone caused me to jerk off within 15 seconds. My face was so red and somewhat sore, and reeked horribly of her feet. I loved it! For the next 3 months while my parents used her as my babysitter, we would bet for feet and every time she babysat, my face ended up under her feet. Sometimes she would make it so that her feet would be smelly before she came and tell me all that she had done earlier on. She is definitely my favorite babysitter.  I now am 21 and have explored my foot fetish with many different people. However, nothing has ever matched this experience. | ||
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bobgood Joined: 2007-04-16 Posts: 172 Files: 0 Thanked: 0 Downloaded: 0 Uploaded: 0 |
Fantastic story! Wish I was in your shoes for this one.. no pun intended
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NX01JB Joined: 2003-01-29 Posts: 140 Files: 0 Thanked: 0 Downloaded: 0 Uploaded: 0 |
Cool story! Did you ever get to tickle her feet?
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steart Joined: 2006-11-04 Posts: 41 Files: 0 Thanked: 0 Downloaded: 0 Uploaded: 0 |
hi i wus wondering if she play airplane game or leg press you with her feet i hope their more story's i like it thanks
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verdugoo Joined: 2007-12-18 Posts: 73 Files: 0 Thanked: 0 Downloaded: 0 Uploaded: 0 |
So what game were you guys actually playing?
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Xzer Joined: 2008-03-27 Posts: 27 Files: 0 Thanked: 0 Downloaded: 0 Uploaded: 0 |
And this story is perfect 2.
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Xzer Joined: 2008-03-27 Posts: 27 Files: 0 Thanked: 0 Downloaded: 0 Uploaded: 0 |
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northface1977 Joined: 2002-09-03 Posts: 317 Files: 0 Thanked: 0 Downloaded: 0 Uploaded: 0 |
Nice story, enjoyed it. Wouldn't your parents check on you when they came home? And wouldn't Michelle have to remove her socks from your face before that?
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jps69 Joined: 2007-12-19 Posts: 835 Files: 0 Thanked: 0 Downloaded: 0 Uploaded: 0 |
am i the only guy who can see past and through the b/s of this 'true story' !? lmao
what age was he when he was being 'babysat' , ask him that - and is he honestly expecting us to believe he was getting ERECTIONS between the ages of 7 - 10 !?? LMAO read it half way and figured 'this guy can't be serious'. | ||
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Frupster Joined: 2007-10-20 Posts: 47 Files: 0 Thanked: 0 Downloaded: 0 Uploaded: 0 |
You can say that about most stories here though..there's one guy who has claimed to have at least 100+ experiences before he was even a legal adult ("I just remembered another one!") , and all he ever hears for it is "nice story!"
So yeah, nobody likes to say it, but you just gotta take it with a grain of salt. | ||
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GlacierFreeze Joined: 2008-09-18 Posts: 765 Files: 0 Thanked: 0 Downloaded: 0 Uploaded: 0 |
the second sentence of the second paragraph says he is 11-12
maybe you should take your own advice about "reading" and did you really have to come into this thread just to bash the author? great story | ||
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python Joined: 0000-00-00 Posts: 11 Files: 0 Thanked: 0 Downloaded: 0 Uploaded: 0 |
This is one of the best stories on the sight.
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xlycon Joined: 2009-01-02 Posts: 5 Files: 0 Thanked: 0 Downloaded: 0 Uploaded: 0 |
jps69 wrote: | ||
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Brazilian Feet Joined: 2000-12-07 Posts: 227 Files: 0 Thanked: 0 Downloaded: 0 Uploaded: 0 |
I agree. If you don`t like it, let it go. I know I had erections since I was 6, and actually had orgasms since then. Of course, there was no cum, just the pleasure. I had countless orgasms while fantasizing on licking beautiful women feet, specially my aunt`s. Or while smelling and licking some sort of sandals and sneakers. When I was around 12, finally some cum came out of my penis and I had no idea what was that. My first real feet encounter was some years after that, with a girfriend, and it was awesome. Wonderful story!
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Android16 Joined: 0000-00-00 Posts: 4 Files: 0 Thanked: 0 Downloaded: 0 Uploaded: 0 |
jps69 wrote: I agree to some degree, I don't think an 18 year old would do this to a 11-12 year old. But on the other hand it could be true, either way it's a great story. | ||
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bobfeet91 Joined: 2009-03-22 Posts: 38 Files: 0 Thanked: 0 Downloaded: 0 Uploaded: 0 |
Of course you have erection at 7 years old! But you don't have sperm.
And I think that can be a true story, even if the girl is 18 and the boy 10. Everything is in the context and both personality... But that's a great story! Thanks Little Juan. | ||
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