Friendly Barefoot Fantasy

Back when I was between years in college, a friend of mine had a party at his parent's house on the 4th. They had a timeshare that they weren't using so he and his sister looked over the place for a few days, and both had a few friends over on the holiday. The details of the party were pretty boring overall, and most of the people had filed out some time around midnight. The two that stayed were myself and a friend of his sister's, who I had noticed was running around the entire night in her bare feet, which was driving me wild. We didn't want to take the chance of going home after having a few drinks that night, so we both just crashed there. I knew who she was in high school but didn't know her personally as she was a couple grades ahead of us, but can say I remember her being on the volleyball team and still had a pretty athletic body a few years after. 

The next morning, almost like a curse, I woke up with the sun since I am a light sleeper, and my friend was still dead to the world since he could sleep until noon if he wanted. Knowing I was up for good, I quietly headed down to their furnished basement to watch some tv for a while until I decided to head out. I was probably on the couch for about a half hour when I heard someone coming down the stairs; it was her, drying off her hair in a towel and now dressed in a small t-shirt, some skimpy shorts and...well, that's all. When she got to the end of the stairs she looked up and saw me, saying, "Oh, I didn't know anyone else was up." I told her, "Yeah, I never sleep late. It really sucks." "Me too...I've been up for over an hour so I figured I would shower. Just wanted to get that smoke smell off of me." "Can't say I blame you. That's probably the first thing I'm going to do when I get home."

She asked what I was watching and I told her if was some dumb sitcom from when we were younger, and she sat on the opposite end of the couch as me, putting her feet up next to me with her ankles crossed. I tried to pay attention to the tv, but liking feet as much as I do, I kept taking glances at them. They were pretty big overall, with some wide pads and long toes, and her soles were dark and leathery. I decided to break the ice and mention that I noticed she didn't have any shoes on for the entire party, and she said, "Yeah, I hate shoes. Didn't even bring any. Unless I'm forced to wear them I go barefoot." "Really?" "Oh my gosh yeah, ever since I was young. I remember one time I cried because we were going to church and my parents told me I couldn't go barefoot. They compromised and let me wear sandals. After that point I practically lived barefoot. In classes I would slip off my flip flops for the hour and sit there barefoot. In college I always walked around campus barefoot. I go shopping barefoot. Heck, I've even gone to bars barefoot." "They do look pretty tough. Still pretty, though." "Eh, I just wish they weren't so big." "They aren't that big." "Oh come on, I'm almost six feet tall. I probably have bigger feet than you do."I told her she was crazy, but then what she said made my heart skip a beat. "Here. Press your foot against mine. Let's see." I took a deep breath and held my foot up, pressing our bare soles together. She looked at them and said, "Ha! See? I might be a full size bigger than you are. I even have longer toes!" Putting our feet down I couldn't help but notice that I was getting an erection, and she noticed as well...

"Um...I think I know why we're taking about my feet so much," she said with a slight giggle. I just kind of shrugged with a smile and said, "Maybe...maybe." She then asked, "What, do you have a foot fetish or something?" Sheepishly I said, "Yeah, I do." "Hmm. Interesting. My ex-boyfriend HATED feet. Wouldn't even rub them for me." "Well, I know I'd never turn you down. I'd rub them every night if you wanted me to." "Well...why don't you go ahead and rub them right now?" I repositioned myself on the couch with a smirk and she stuck her legs straight out, her big feet wagging back and forth. I grabbed one of them and started rubbing my hands on them, and she closed her eyes and exhaled loudly. I started digging my thumbs into her sole and she said, "Oh that feels nice...this is what I would ask for..." Squeezing and kneading them, I started focusing on her toes, stretching and popping each one, causing her to wiggle them around. By this point my cock was straining against my shorts. I took her other foot and started doing the same thing, and after a minute or so softly told her, "Your feet are so pretty...they must taste as good as they look." Breathing heavier and slightly rubbing her hands against her shorts, she quietly said, "Why don't you go ahead and find out..."

I held her foot up to my face, rubbing my lips against her smooth sole before sliding her big toe until my mouth. Slowly sucking on it, I heard her say, "Mmm...that feels so good..." as she was now rubbing her fingers against the damp spot in her shorts. I said to her, "I think those shorts are getting in your way." "I guess I should take them off, then..." She pushed them down to her knees and I pulled them the rest of the way off, tossing them across the room. "That's better...I really want to masturbate..." Spreading apart her legs, she exposed not only her wet lips but her full patch of curly, brown hair. She started sliding her fingers up and down her slit as my tongue wrapped around and between each of her toes. She moaned out, "Oh yes, keep doing it, I want to cum getting licked between my toes..." I took hold of her other foot and started the process again, and she pulled up her shirt and flung it off, using her free hand to massage her small, but perky breasts. My tongue lapping between her toes, her hand was a blur between her legs. Panting she said, "Oh, oh I'm close, I'm getting so close..." I took three of her toes in my mouth and slid my tongue all around them, hearing her whisper, "Yes, yes, I'm about to cum, I'm about to cum." Her toes then spread apart in my mouth and her legs clamped over her hand, now moaning, "Oh, I'm cumming, oooh I'm cumming..." Her eyes closed tight and her body shook as her orgasm tore through her. She stayed that way for about 15 seconds before slowly relaxing back into the couch. "That must've felt pretty good." "Oh my gosh, I've never cum like that before...oh my gosh..." "Even from masturbating?" "Nuh-uh..." She then looked down at me and said, "I think you're overdressed." I stood up and stripped off my clothes, my penis covered in precum. 

She looked at my erection and asked, "So what are your plans for that?" I got on my knees on the couch and grabbed her ankles, wrapping her feet around my shaft. "Ooh...my first footjob..." I held her feet tight as I started pumping my wet cock between her soles. She and the couch shook with each thrust, and I said I wasn't going to last long. She asked, "Are you going to cum on my feet?" "Yeah...all over your feet..." "Do it. Cum on my feet." I stood up and started jerking off hard, her feet held right in front of my cock. "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum..." "Cum all over them, I want to feel it." Without hesitation I pressed my dripping head against her sole and let go; thick, white ropes of my cum shooting all over her slippery soles. "Oh my gosh...oh it's so warm..." as her toes wiggled feeling my semen smear all over her soles. Without even thinking, I leaned over and started licking up the sticky mess, causing her to squeal and flex her feet and toes. 

With a mouth covered in my own cum she got up on her knees and said, "That was a lot of fun," before kissing me and sucking the cum off my tongue. She then said, "I think we'd better get dressed before someone catches us." "Do we have to?" "Yeah, they don't need to see us naked, but don't worry...I'll still be barefoot." I smiled and said, "Me too...I think I'll even drive home barefoot." "Oh you'll love it" She said with a sly grin. We got dressed but played bare footsie on the couch until we heard someone walking around upstairs, but before it was done she gave me her number and let me take a few pictures of her feet and soles, telling me she wanted to know when I was masturbating to them. Needless to say...she got a message that same night.