Foot Gagging

Foot Gagging
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Hi everyone, I’ve been reading a lot of stories and
experiences so I thought I’d share my own. This is quite a long story though,
sorry everyone! Enjoy though

I discovered my foot fetish at about the age of 10 or 11. I
was round at a friend’s house and her mum used to walk round round barefoot,
and I couldn’t stop myself from looking at times. My friend never noticed,
engrossed in whatever game we were playing, but I swear her mum caught me
looking at her feet once or twice and she gave me a soft smile. Over time, the
thought of kissing those feet + more made me... “turned on” I suppose. Her only
daughter was a couple of years older than me, and by the time I got to 15 she
had moved away to college. Her mum (who I’ll call Sophie) had divorced from her
husband a year ago as well, so she was pretty much all alone.

One summer’s day, my mum and dad went out to a party of some
sort, and they were going to be back late. They were debating whether to leave
me alone or not, I was begging to be left alone. However they denied my +$!*@!#
and decided to get someone to babysit me. My mum and dad were close friends
with Sophie for quite a few years now, and they asked her if she could look
after me for one night. She said sure, I could use her daughter’s old room.
That meant they didn’t have to drive me anywhere, so at 8pm I left for her
house, as my mum and dad drove off to the party.

When I got in, Sophie smiled at me and offered me some
dinner. I’d already eaten, but she hadn’t, so she made herself something and I
watched TV. However I also sneaked a few glances at her too while I was
watching TV. She was tall – 6ft at least – but not lanky, well shaped. Now that
I look back on it , she had an amazing body, but all I noticed at the time were
her feet. She was barefoot again, and her feet looked amazing. She kept going
on tip-toes and giving me sneak peeks at her soles. She had about size 8 or 9
(UK) feet, and they had little wrinkles on the soles. Her toes were perfectly
shaped – and the nail polish was a lovely deep purple. I could feel an erection
coming, but I didn’t want to embarrass myself, so I stopped looking. She sat
down and had her dinner, in the dining room which was open to the living room.
I looked at her feet whenever I could sneak a peek – I couldn’t stop myself
from looking, they were magnetic! I’m sure she noticed once or twice, but she didn’t
give any sign she saw. She wrinkled her toes and dangled her heels... My
erection was up at this time and I was hiding it by a cushion on top of me.

After she finished, she came in and sat down on a single
chair (I was sprawled on the sofa). We made light chat, about how she’s doing,
how’s life and work, etc. She was lonely she said to me, and missed a man in
her life. I didn’t know what to reply to this but my mind was racing,
over-optimistic. I just laughed a bit awkwardly to this. Silenced followed,
then she said something that changed me forever: “Man, my feet are hurting,
this new waitress job is so hard on the feet.” She looked at me again, and
asked me straight up: “may I have a foot massage?”

Well... you have no idea how happy I was, but I didn’t want
to seem overly forward, so I kinda shrugged and said “yeah, okay then.” She
must have known I had a foot fetish, otherwise she wouldn’t have been so blunt
about it... she knew I wouldn’t say “no” or be grossed out. I got off the sofa,
hands in pockets (to hide the erection) and said “erm, where shall I sit?” She
pointed to the floor and smiled, and said “I need to keep my feet warm by the
fireplace”. So over I went, sat on the floor and she put her feet onto my lap.
The smell of them hit me. They were obviously sweaty from the work she’d had
that day, but I could tell they were usually clean and well-maintained.

Things changed a bit then. I must’ve been really obvious,
taking deep breaths, taking in her delicious foot odour. She must’ve seen it on
my face that I was enjoying this, and one of her heels was very close to me
erection in my shorts. I’m sure she could feel it too. She let out a cheeky
smile and said “well, go on... my feet are dying to be rubbed.” So, rub them I
did. She sat back and groaned deeply. “Oh, this is heaven. You have no idea how
good this feels...” She guided my fingers a bit, to the parts that needed
rubbing. After twenty minutes, she said to me “I’m sorry, I’ve let go of
time... You can stop now if you want to.” I asked back “well do you want me to
stop?” And she looked at me with a little smirk on her face, “No, not really,
you may continue.” and lifted her foot up into my face. The soled were lightly
wrinkled, the toes were perfectly shaped, her heel had a small bit of dry skin,
and the foot odour hit me again. It was intoxicating, like nothing I’ve ever
smelt before – or after. And I just couldn’t help myself. I brushed my lips
against the ball of her foot, in a quick kiss, then blushed immediately. I felt
so embarrassed... I thought she’d be grossed out. She sat up and looked at me.
Then ordered: “do that again.” So, not wanting to resist, I kissed again.
Longer, this time. The intoxicating smell was even stronger, and I could taste
the slight saltiness on my lips. She looked at me the entire time, the smiled. “Right,
you can keep massaging my feet. With your lips this time.” I did what she
asked. I rubbed my lips up and down her arch, kissing and inhaling the deep,
slight acidic smell of her feet. She sat back again and closed her eyes... I
knew she was enjoying this. But she hadn’t even started yet.

I was in my own piece of heaven. I can remember being so
glad I’d been sent here! In a quiet voice, she then commanded “the toes now,
please.” I was all too happy to oblige. I kissed the toes, one by one. Either
side, on the dark purple polish. Then she said just one word: “suck.” I
blinked, a slight moment of hesitation, then wrapped my mouth around her
largest toe. It was bigger than I expected. I sucked, and licked the bottom of
her toe with my tongue. She let out quite a loud groan and said to me, “the
others. Keep going” So that I did. My mouth round every toe, one by one. The
sight of her feet filled my vision. The slight saline taste in my mouth as I
licked off the day’s weariness. Still the strong smell of feet. I was in
heaven. I was then commanded to lick inbetween every toe. I hesitated – I had
seen some dark objects in there, possibly off socks – but I had no choice. She
tapped me lightly on the cheek with the ball of her foot and ordered, “tongue
out.” I did it in no time, then she forced my tongue inbetween each toe. I wasn’t
too sure I liked the taste, but I was not one to complain. My erection was
absolute rock hard now, I was afraid I would orgasm, but it held on edge.

After I’d licked
inbetween every toe, and gave her foot a tongue bath, she put her foot down and
looked at me. “lie down now, so I may continue.” Again, no hesitation,
whatsoever. The whole thing felt so surreal to me, I never imagined I’d be
doing this in a million years! She then rubbed her soles on my face. I lay
perpendicular to her chair, and my, were her feet big. She delighted in
smothering my face, putting the heel on my forehead and the toes extended way
past my chin. She, and I, were in heaven. The smell of them overwhelmed my
other senses. I couldn’t help it – I put my tongue out to get a sneaky taste,
and she took full advantage, wiping her feet over my face and tongue. The
minutes flew by, I was enjoying myself so much. She then tapped my mouth with her
big toe. Doing the most natural thing to me, I opened my mouth, then she forced
her feet into my mouth. I wasn’t so sure I liked this, she hadn’t asked and I
hadn’t said yes, but she didn’t it anyway. I wasn’t fighting but I wasn’t too
happy either. With her other foot, she smothered my eyes and nose. As I licked
her foot and more saliva was released, her foot became lubricated and she put
it lower and lower. I fought my gag reflex as hard as I could, and it must have
shown because she said to me “I am not taking these out until it is absolutely
necessary. My mouth was starting to hurt – her feet were wide and long, and my
mouth was hurting at the sides. But she pushed her foot ever lower. The ball of
her foot was inside my mouth and her toes were tickling my throat and I couldn’t
fight the gag reflex anymore – I started coughing and I was afraid I’d choke.
My eyes began to water and my lungs hurt, but still she wouldn’t remove her
feet. My face went red and I starting mumbling loud, trying to say “help” but
just coming out as “mmph”. My face, I could feel, was red and hot. Suddenly she
took her foot out, and I sat up, coughing and massaging my chest. I noticed
that throughout the whole gagging session, my raging erection hadn’t gone down
at all. To the contrary, it had grown even more.

She looked at her foot and saw the saliva line, and I heard
her say “Wow, that was even deeper than my ex-husband.” She sounded genuinely impressed.
Once I recovered, she looked at the time. I was getting on for 10pm, and she
sounded surprised. “Time flies when you’re having fun eh?” I could only agree,
some parts I hadn’t enjoyed but I’d been turned on the entire time. She saw the
erection and said to me “hows about bed, hmm?” I was quite sad, I thought this
was the end of the session. I said okay kind of sadly, and she turned off the
lights, TV and locked the door, then we headed up together. However, as I went
to turn into her daughters room, she grabbed me by the collar and pulled my
slightly towards her room. At first I was confused... but then, as my brain
understood, I was overjoyed at what she was hinting at. She took me into her
room.

We got into her room, and she asked me to cover my eyes. I
did so, but I still peeked through... and she knew I would. She undressed, and
I couldn’t help myself, my hands fell away and I gawped as I looked at her
body, the sweet curves, she was slightly overweight, a little bit chubby, and
being 6’1 or 6’2, much taller than me. She saw me watching and said “I told you
to cover your eyes. I’ll punish you for that later...”, winked, then put on
some black lacey lingerie. My penis was fit to burst right about now. I felt
like I was in a dream, and any minute now I’d wake up, disappointed. But that
didn’t happen. Instead, she came over to me and said “naked. Now.” I was
hesitant, as she would easily see my erection and maybe think me weird? This
was a stupid line of thought, looking back on it. “Clothes off now, don’t make
me repeat myself again...” Slightly fearful of being gagged again, I took off
my clothes, finally taking off the boxers somewhat hesitantly. She gave me an
evil smile. “Good”, she said, then she sat on the bed and pointed at the ground
by her feet again. I walked over and sat down at her feet again, wondering what
was coming next. She put her feet on my lap again, and asked for a massage. I
started using my thumbs and fingers again, rubbing the days stress out. I’d
never done it before but it seemed kind of easy, since she seemed to be enjoying
it. After 10 minutes of massaging each foot, she just looked at me, then lay
down and I heard her voice drift over “do whatever feels good for you... it’ll
feel good for me”. So I went to town, kissing, licking, and sucking. I heard
deep moans, and I knew what she preferred – my tongue running along the bottom
of her toes and inbetween them. After 30 minutes, she pushed my head to one
side and down, and I thought she was asking me to lie down, so that I did. She
sat up again, and said to me “You know exactly how I want you, don’t you?”
Another evil smile, and she put one foot smothering my mouth and nose, and
daintily, she laid the other foot on my penis. I was in shock – I was
paralysed. I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t do anything. She worked her way
round my penis with her toes, rubbing, massaging. She eventually put the ball
of her foot on my penis, quite hard, and rubbed up and down, Simultaneously,
she tapped my mouth again to open it, then forced her toes in again. Well... I
was in heaven. I was paralysed, I moaned, I couldn’t resist it even if I wanted
to. Sadly, I was so turned on at this stage that I orgasmed within about 3-4
minutes, and I felt the warm, sticky substance go all over my chest. I lay
back, panting, as she withdrew her mouth. Looked over the side of the bed,
smiled, and gave me some tissue to wipe myself down with. I was in shock. It
was my first ever sexual experience with a woman, and I was already addicted.
As I lay there, on the floor, panting, she lifted her feet up, got into bed,
turned the light off and told me to get changed and go to bed in her daughter’s
room. I got up, slightly sad, and moped off to the daughters room. I put my
boxers on as just as I was about to walk out the door, she switched the light
on, and said to me “after you’ve massaged my feet until I sleep.” She smiled, a
different smile this time. Not an evil, controlling one, but a sympathetic,
kind one. She stuck her feet out the bed and I kissed, massaged and licked them
for about 20 minutes before she fell to sleep. I could hear her breathing get
deeper, and her leg muscles relax. And I sat there, for a couple more hours,
just doing whatever I wanted to her feet. I orgasmed twice more (using my hand)
and she didn’t shift an inch. When exhaustion set in, I got up, gave her a kiss
on the lips then went into her daughter’s bed.

There is more that I might post at some point! This is a
real experience and it is still very vivid in my mind and likely always will
be. Thanks for reading, comments and criticism welcomed.
Damn homie,dats wwat im talkin about right there
great story/first post
Welcome to the pad!
Nice bro!!!

How old were you and how old was she???
I was 15, on the verge of turning 16, she was in her early forties but she looked damn good - still does now! I still keep in contact, the morning after it was a bit awkward, but not too bad and we have spoken since. We never did it again - every time since that my parents have gone out, I've had a family relative look after me :/ And I can't just go round there to see her really :/
Awesome story omgwhyareallthenamesta...looking forward to hearing more stories about your Neighbour's Feet. 5 Stars!!!
truth or not, very beautiful story.
If the "kids" are big time delinquents, maybe I can see that. But . . . . . they're 3 short years away from being able to go off to war, so it is a bit strange.
Wow,almost 16 and you needed a baby sitter.Most baby sitters are 16 and where was your friend when this was going on with his mom?
nice story... i'm anticipating the continuation of this story.
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