Aunt Foot Fetish Stories

Aunt Foot Fetish Stories
One time i was staying with my aunt(47) as my parents were out of town. I loved it at my aunts as i was sure she knew about my foot fetish. Therefore she would
always be barefoot. She had the sexiest feet ever with her soft soles and bright pink nail varnish. Anyway, throughout the day she had to do the housework, and
i was in the other room playing the wii. She would come in regularly to check on how i was doing, making sure she would have her feet in my view. One of the
times she came in and even told me of how her feet were cold, and rested her toes on my cheek. It was heaven. Later, at the dinner it was only me and her as
she is divorced and my cousins live with there dad. She was constantly wrinkling and spreading her beautiful toes in my view and complaining of how her feet
were killing her from the hard days work. Obviously i was glued to her feet. I didn't know whether she was just messing or if she was making a hint.
However, not wanting to embarrass myself i left it. When late evening came around, we got bored of tv and she asked if i wanted to watch a dvd. she sat on one
side of the couch with me on the other. Suddenly, midway through the film she rested her feet on my lap. I was so surprised and couldnt help but stare at her
wonderful toe nails. She then shocked me by saying " do you like my feet ".

I was in shock but replied "yes they're lovely". She raised a foot to my face and asked if i wanted to lick it.

I tried to play it off, but she insisted.

i graced her foot with my tongue and ran it up her sole and inbetween her toes.

She told me that she had a foot fetish too, which made my dick grow hard.

This was to her delight. She then ran her feet over the top of my trousers, rubbing my cock.

she unzipped my pants, while i worshipped her other foot.

All of a sudden, she started giving me a footjob. I WAS IN HEAVEN !

As she stroked my dick i could feel it throbbing against her crinkly soft soles.

She increased the pace as i came closer and closer to cumming.

Then, started to rub her pussy and moaning for me to cum all over her soles.

With no hesitation i did as she asked, making sure i covered every toe.

She then let me watch her lick it off.

This happened a few times that weekend, aswell as some more stuff.

But thats not for here :P
That sounds like it would have been so exciting. I had a similar thing happen with my 18 year old sister in law. How old were you when this happened? Do you
have any pix of her feet you could share please?
i was 16 dude ( im 17 just now )

and i will definitely try to get some snapshots of her feet for you :P
whatever other stuff you did with her would be fine, i would love to know what else you did with. awesome story bro!
wow great and awesome story I was wondering did you Aunt ever use you as a weigh like a workout or even play airplane./superman game before ? Can you pls
wright some more Aunts story thank you keep up the great work
Great story thebear. Some auntie you got! HOT!!!
Wish my aunty was like that lol but great story
Thanks for the post, but sounds more like wishful thinking...hard to believe this one.

I'm assuming since your aunt indulges to you such a degree, you could post a pic or two?
as i have already said dude i will get pictures
wow, fantastic. SO, wat happened next??? What are the other things happened between you two??
I love these aunt stories! What an experience and a naughty aunt !
You guys are lucky. I have no aunts here in Canada, and cannot even afford strip clubs.
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Guys, I'm wondering if anyone out there has stories about playing with their aunt's feet, either through childhood or later years? My first experience
with feet was with my aunt when I was 11, and many subsequent experiences have taken place since then. My stories involving my aunt can be found dotted around
the 'pad (posted up to 5 years ago, believe it or not...!), but it'd be good to have a thread dedicated to these stories specifically.

Please feel free to share if you have any stories. Here's the first of many for me.

Okay, so, as I've had several people take an active interest in my work, now's the time to share it. Hope you like it.

I'v had an active interest in stocking feet for as long as I can remember; I don't know why, I couldn't tell you how I just knew that I felt very
strange in my tummy at an early age whenever a woman walked around the house, or was shown on the television, in stocking feet. I can remember feeling this way
when I saw the David Copperfiled trick with Catherine Bach, and not only did he get her shoes off, but he also (supposedly) gave her a foot tickle. My tickle
fetish didn't come along until later, as I was just happy looking at stocking feet. For years, this was all I could do, until one year, we went to visit my
aunt in Scotland (I'm English, by the way).

My nan was staying with us for a fortnight or so, about a month before we were due to visit my aunt. I wasn't that bothered about it to begin with, until,
for some reason, my nan happened to mention that my aunt loved to have her feet tickled.

HELLO!!!!!!!

As soon as I heard that, I couldnt wait to get there! I hadn't seen my aunt in years, so I didn't know quite how I was going to achieve it, but I did
know that I would have a fortnight of staying there to find out!

Now, my aunt is an attractive blonde haired woman, who, at the time, always wore a blue nurse type uniform, and white tights. She would walk around either in
open toes flat sandal style slippers, or just in stocking feet!! I was in my element! Plus, my aunt has a heart of gold, and so she didn't object to myself
and my sister demanding her time! It was absolutely superb, but just one thing: how to tickle her feet? I didn't want to appear odd, and I certainly
didn't want to get into trouble, so I just waited, looking at her white stocking feet whenever I got the chance. I'd often get to see her soles, as
she'd be kneeling down, or she'd be playing with her shoes under the table. It was fantastic, a whole new world was finally opening itself up for me!

But how to tickle her?

In the end, it was my sister (3 years younger than me) who solved my problem, by tickling my aunt's feet while she sat down. My aunt just looked at her and
smiled, saying how much she enjoyed it. Well, that was all I needed to hear. I turned around, and also began to tickle her feet for her, a slow, gentle
tickling, just to relax her. Back then, this was enough for me, just to be touching her wonderful, smooth, dainty white stocking feet!! It was fantastic, and
for the rest of the holiday, my aunt's feet weren't left untouched!

My parents would often go out for the evening, my uncle would be working late, my cousins weren't interested in two little kids, so it was me, my sister
and my aunt. I'd instigate reasons to tickle, stroke, massage and rub her feet every night, and my aunt certainly wasn't complaining!! At one point, I
tickled her feet with her legs resting on my shoulders, and on another, we even pretended to open a beauty salon, with my aunt as the customer, and as my
sister played with her hair, I paid all my attention to her feet for about half an hour or so. At one point, she even said that ticking was more relaxing than
massaging, after I'd given her the option of which to have. I even complained to her for wearing white tights all the time, and not black ones!!

During this holiday, I can also recall being on the sofa with my aunt, the rest of the family in the room, watching some holiday slides. My aunt had kicked off
her slippers, and as I was sitting very close to her, and the lights were out, I gingerly moved my foot over to hers, just gently touching it. I'm not sure
if she noticed or not, but she did adjust her seating position slightly so that she was closer to me and we were touching feet!!! She later went out of the
room to get a drink, at which point her slippers went on, but as soon as she came back, they came off again.

Maybe she had me sussed at the age of 11, who knows? All I know is that my aunt is responsible for igniting my unfulfilled foot fetish in ways that still carry
on today! She's responsible for the birth, the indulgence throughout various intervals of my teenage years, and even recent expriences in the 21st Century.
I'll talk about my later experiences at other times, but for now, I hope you've all enjoyed this one.

Cheers, everybody,

SmashTV
Hey Smash, no pressure but more stories and anecdotes please.
Glad you liked it, 'Stein!! More than happy to share my stories, my friend, I've got (*quick count*) about 9 or 10 more to share, maybe a few more;
I was just trying to see if anyone else had any stories. Anyway, as you asked, here's another....

Back when I was 12, we were in Scotland again visiting my aunt and my grandparents. A year had passed since I'd had my first indulgence and last played
with my aunt's stocking feet, and I was eager for it to happen again, being very foot-starved during that time! I knew that if I could somehow get my aunt
on her own I'd be able to initiate something, using the previous year as a reference and a good starting off point. During this time we were staying at a
caravan park, and we would have frequent visits to my aunt's and my grandparent's house. If we went to my grandparents, my aunt would often visit,
providing plenty of chances for me to repeat the experience of the previous year.

My chance came one evening when my parents, grandparents and uncle (my aunt's husband, she's the blood relative, which may seem odd) were all
sitting around the kitchen table, and myself, aunt, sister and great uncle were in the backroom, my aunt and great uncle swapping stories and gossip. My aunt
was wearing a purple blouse, black skirt and dark blue tights, with pink open toe slippers. Earlier on in the evening she'd slipped one slipper off, and I
though my chance had come, but it was only to flex her toes, and then it went back on again. Damn! However, growing bored of 'grown up' stories, my
sister and I both sat next to my aunt and asked for cuddles. To accomodate us, she curled up on the sofa with my sister on her left and me on her
right....right next to her feet! Sadly, she was still in her slippers, but being next to her feet (not at all what I'd intended, it was a lucky bonus!) was
great.

As she continued talking to my great uncle, she began to stroke myself and my sister, as you do when you're hugging someone. Well, if she was stroking
me, why couldn't I stroke her? I gently took my fingers and approached her left foot, and began to lightly stroke and tickle it, sometimes with one finger,
sometimes with all five. My aunt didn't acknowledge my touch, but gave me an extra hug, which I took as an encouraging sign!!! I continued with the
tickling for sometime, and looked down to have a glance at my aunt's feet. As I did, I noticed I'd been tickling her instep and not her sole; I must
confess to feeling mildly disappointed for some reason!! Even more disappointingly with hindsight, I didn't have the flexibility to tickle her sole as my
arms were trapped in her hug!!

Anyway, this whole episode lasted about 10 or 15 minutes before my parents came into the room. I was able to stop abruptly when the door opened, but my aunt
held the hug, and was by now lightly stroking my arm and hand (and my sister's hand as well, before anyone gets the wrong idea!!). My mum noticed this, and
said 'Are you enjoying that, son?', meaning the stroking, to which my aunt said 'I hope so; I've been tickling his arm while he's been
tickling my feet!!'. I felt a bit embarrassed by this, as you would at that age, but was able to reply 'So you still like having your feet tickled,
then?', to which my aunt nodded and laughed.

That incident stayed with me for the car journey back to the caravan park, for the rest of the night and for the rest of the holiday. It would be another
two years before I got to my aunt's feet again, but those stories are for another time...

Hope you all enjoyed!

Cheers, everybody,

SmashTV
Awesome. Thanks Smash. I also have some experiences to share and the origin of my foot fetish, which I am sure was when a school nurse in my elementary
school made me smell her feet and shoes.

I will soon write it up.

Keep your stories coming though.
^^^^ Thanks again, Stein, I look forward to reading your experiences soon.

The next time I played with my aunt's feet was when I was about 14. At the time, she managed a nursing home, and her flat came as part of the job. We
stayed in the flat for a week or so, as my nan was at the same home and so it made it more convenient for us to visit her while staying at the flat. By now,
any trip to my aunt's house (they were few and far in between as she was about 500 miles away in Scotland!) meant one thing for me, and that was playing
with her stocking feet. I finally had an outlet for my fetish (though by now I'd noticed women in shops ditching their shoes behind the counter which also
helped!), and would wonder how to induldge upon it. My aunt was at work during the day, we would be out on daytrips, and so I'd only see her at night for
an hour or two, and by then she'd be in her slippers. I was beginning to wonder if it would work out, but thankfully it did.

We had gone out to a market one Sunday, and my aunt came with us. She was dressed rather formally, in a white blouse, khaki green trousers, white tights and
black leather flats. Walking around the market was a tiring business, and we eventually sat down for a coffee. My dad and sister had gone on ahead, so it was
myself, mother and aunt. As they spoke, I noticed my aunt's feet dipping in and out of her shoes, her heels popping out, a hint of exposed toe. My heart
began racing, and I tried not to stare, but to no avail, her feet were (unintentionally) teasing and torturing me. I went a bit quiet, and looked around at
other things, just to take my mind off my aunt's dancing feet. There were five of us in the car on the way back, and I kept looking at my aunt's feet
from the corner of my eye, but the shoes stayed on. Disappointed, I got back to the flat only to hear my parents and sister say they were going to visit my
nan. I declined to go, more through laziness than anything else, and it wasn't until I sat down that I realised it would be myself and my aunt alone...

My aunt had now changed into her slippers, some snug emerald green moccassin type, and sat on the sofa. I was in a big rocking chair next to her, which I
slowly tilted back and forth. My aunt, being caring and attentive, asked if I was comfortable, and said that she liked sitting in the rocking chair, but she
always got her feet stuck. This was my opening! After she said about having her feet stuck, I replied 'Oh, speaking of feet, do you still like having yours
tickled?'. My aunt nodded approvingly, and as I asked if she'd like me to tickle them for her, she was shuffling her feet from her slippers and lay
them across my lap. As she was sitting sideways to me, this made sense, and I could see a hint of sole and a lot of instep. This was the first time I'd had
my aunt's stocking feet in my lap, and it was wonderful, my fingers slowly kneading and tracing lines along her stocking soles and toes. However, my aunt
then told me to watch out, as she had a verrucca on her foot; this was perfect! By saying that, I was able to turn the chair to face her under the excuse of
seeing where the verrucca was to avoid it!! I ran my fingers slowly up my aunt's soles, fingertips lightly tickling her feet through her tights, as my aunt
lay back and said it was 'bliss'...!!!

I was thinking the same thing...!!

This went on for about ten/15 minutes, and I honestly can't recall if my parents came back from my nan's and I stopped, or if I stopped while the going
was good. Either way, I knew that after having my aunt's feet in my lap, I couldn't wait for it to happen again. Thankfully, I'd not have to wait
too long for the next time...! To be continued...

Just to add some info for clarity.....my aunt's feet aren't ticklish, but she loves having them tickled as it relaxes her. Her feet are about a UK size
four or five, quite dainty and petite. I do recall that, during this time, she had a man come round to give her pedicures, by the sound of it. I think he'd
rub cream into her feet and make sure that all the dead skin was removed. She was on the phone to him once, and said that he 'had some competition from her
nephew'!! She wasn't kidding...

Cheers, everybody,

SmashTV
When I was 17 years old I started working for my aunt in her retail store. She was about 35 years old at that time and was married.

I have always had the hots for her perfect 71/2's which she always got pedicured before going on a trip. This one particular sales trip she took me, and we
shared a hotel room. All day I thought of her sweaty bare feet walking around the show, thinking of a way to sniff them while jacking off.

That night while she was in the bathroom, I pulled out the blanket and sheet at the foot of her bed to make it easier for later that night.

About 3AM I decided to make my move, I creeped out of bed and slowly pulled out the remaining blanket exposing her bare feet.

My heart was pounding along with my dick. Once I successfully lifted the sheet and blanket carefully up and over...there they were....her sweet bare feet were
right there. I started jacking off as I brought my nose within millimeters from her toes and took a big long whiff! They smelled fantastic, part sweet but very
sweaty mixed with the leather from her well worn slip ons.

As I was about to shoot the biggest load I stuck out my tongue and placed it flat along all five of her toes, tasted the salty sweat and exploded into my hand.

Just then she woke up and was startled! She asked me what was I doing to her feet and why!? I slithered back in to my bed and mumbled that I was sorry! and she
never brought it up again.

Since then I have had this thing for older hotties feet! and many experiences to tell about!
FP, I can't believe you had the balls to do that, and even more that your aunt never said anything! How on Earth you got away with it, I don't know...!
Maybe she thought it was a dream. Good story, thanks for sharing it.

Cheers, everybody,

SmashTV
Hey Smash,

Thanks for the reply....that was the problem, I was thinking with my balls. She was (and still is ) a cool Aunt. She did say two things, one- wait till you get
home and play with your wives feet! and two- I hope you didn't touch her daughters (my 17 year old cousin ) feet.

No way! I wouldn't do that! The truth is I did play
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