I've had an appreciation of the beauty that a womans foot possesses for a long time, but I was 18 years old before I had my first real meaningfiul foot experience. My first foot experience was with a friend of my sister Julie, who was spending the night at our house after a party that they had attended. I had been on a date and had just got home when I found my sister's friend Diane sitting alone on the couch watching television. She told me that everyone else was in bed asleep and that she was still too wound up from the party and didn't feel like going to bed yet.

Diane was a beautiful girl about five foot, four inches tall with a long dark hair, gorgeous smile, killer body and the most amazing blue eyes you have ever seen. She was the kind of girl I would have immediately hit on if she had not been such a close friend of my kid sister or she still didn't answer to Dodee, which was a childhood nickname that everyone still called her. But having said that, I was to find out that night would change a lot of things namely how I looked at Diane in the future.

It all started as we were watching TV (and flirting a little) on the couch and Dodee got up to get some snacks in the fridge. On her way back wihile carrying a handful of chips and cokes, she turned her ankle coming back into the room and almost fell down completely. As she winced in pain, I got up and helped her as she placed the snacks on the coffee table and then eased her back onto the couch. As we sat there I told her to put her foot up on the couch as it would feel better and I could check it to make sure it wasn't hurt badly. Dodee repositioned herself on the couch facing me and raised both her legs onto the couch and placed her injured right ankle in my lap so I could check. She told me it was a little sore but that she felt it would be OK and there would be nothing to worry about. As I checked out her ankle I couldn't help but notice the beauty of her foot and how her ankles appeared to be almost sculpted and then transitioned into a beautiful pair of tanned muscular legs that ended up underneath that short nightshirt she was wearing.

While I checked out her foot I didn't realize that I had begun to gently massage her foot, running my fingers under her soft soles while holding on to the tops with just my thumbs. I heard a quiet moan come from her as I rubbed her foot and as I looked up I saw the seductive smile on her face. I asked if her foot felt better and she just nodded her head and then without saying a word stretched the other foot into my lap as well. I lifted Dodee's right foot and held it gently as I massaged it and as I did she giggled and said "kiss it and make it feel better". At this point my reasoning and good intentions were waining, and I raised this young goddess's foot to my lips and kissed each of her toes and laughingly said "there that should do it". She told me she didn't think so and scrunched down on the couch, removed her foot from my grip and placed it directly on the side of my face. At the same time she took her left foot and began slowly rubbing it up and down on my crotch until I could feel the swelling starting to grow in my jeans. As she rubbed her foot across my face from my forehead down over my eye, then over my nose I could savor a faint aroma coming from under her toes and then down to my mouth where she gently pushed against my lips until her sexy toes went unobstructed onto my tongue. As her toes were now lodged in my mouth, I can only tell you the taste was almost undescribable. A faint salty taste but combined with a sweet smelling lotion that she had applied earlier. At that point, I had never in my life tasted anything that good and I started to swirl my tongue around each of her toes sucking every bit of taste I could get from them before moving to the next one. As aroused as I was from the taste of her delicious foot, I was only brought closer to heaven by the heavy sighs and gentle moans as she no doubt began to enjoy the attention. The more I sucked on her toes and rubbed her foot, the more excited she seemed to get. Her head fell back onto the couch and she began moaning and slowly rubbing her other foot against my swollen cock until I couldn't last any longer and blew what seemed like an endless stream of cum into my pants. When I unloaded on myself, Dodee was so excited that she pulled me closer to her burying her head into my neck and began nibbling and sucking on my neck.

I pulled her head from my neck and kissed her firmly on the lips, a long, wet kiss that really showed how excited I had become and so I suggested we go down stairs to my room to finish what we had started. Dodee shook her head and said no, not until I finished what I started up here first. She then brought her left foot back up into my lap and said "You'd better get busy, you still have another foot to go".

I did finish the other foot that night and afterward, we did eventually go downstairs and finish off a perfect night of teenage passion by making love until the wee hours of the morning. That was the last time we were together as it did get wierd because of our age difference and her freindship with my sister. However even after 25 years and living far away from my hometown for many years, I have never forgot that beautiful girl and her amazing feet. I returned home again just a few years ago and I ran into Dodee after all these years. She was still just as beautiful as ever and even though we hugged, not a word was mentioned about what had happened between us years earlier. As we parted though, she looked back over her shoulder, winked and smiled as she got in her car to drive away. something tells me she never forgot either.

Amazing story!

Keep sharing your stories man!

18 - 16 = 20.

Wow what a great story! Thats awsome she intiated things by placing her foot all over your face, did she know about your fetish?

Hey 18 will get ya 20 too.

Unfortunately, no I haven't seen her in several years. I can say the last time I did see her she was just as sexy as ever and still had the most amazing eyes (and feet!)