Kiss My Feet Stories

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Kiss My Feet Stories
So I've been meaning to sign up and post this story for a while to share and also to make sure I just have it documented. Like a lot of you I fantasize about being dominated by a beautiful woman, being forced to kiss her feet, bow down to her etc. While I have never had a problem getting a girlfriend to indulge my foot fetish, I haven't quite been able to integrate the domination part into it.

So anyway the following is 100% true, was totally humiliating and therefore totally amazing lol. So when I just started college I was dating this beautiful girl I knew from high school. For confidentiality, we will call her Lauren. Lauren was really petite and had these really delicate, feminine features-really long, wild hair, dainty hands with long natural fingernails and the absolute most beautiful feet I have ever seen in my life. She was white but had this really exotic look to her: feline, slanted eyes, sharp and strong but feminine facial features...you could easily mistake her for being French, Persian, Greek and whatever else connotes exotic beauty all at the same time. She was about 5' 5" and wore a size six shoe. Her feet were small and delicate but still shapely and meaty/full if that makes sense. Her toes were full but long and had this gorgeous shape to them. She usually let her nails grow just slightly beyond her toes. They were flawless and slender and feminine. She had this really cruel look to her beauty-she just looked like some sort of genetically superior goddess and her voice was mature and commanding...she looked sort of witch like in a sexy way and looked kind of mean, which turned me on even more!

So anyway, after hanging out at night we used to park my car at the dead end of my street (i was visiting home from college and couldnt bring her into parents') and she would indulge my foot fetish. She usually would take her shoes off and rub her soft feet all over my face while I tried to sniff and kiss them and masturbated.

One night we were parked in my car and had been fighting. At this point, our relationship was failing and I felt like she was falling out of love with me. This was made even more confusing because her callousness and disinterest while hurtful was also a huge turn-on. It was as though my feelings for her were totally dichotomized-I wanted her to love me and respect me as a man...and then the sexual side of me wanted her to look down on me as inferior and let me worship her.

We were both in the back seat and continued arguing and I remember asking her why she was acting like she didnt care about me and told her it was hurting me that she was being so indifferent. She kind of just shrugged and rolled her eyes and was like "ugh whatever". I kept persisting, trying to illicit some sort of emotional response or care out of her to no avail. Lauren just started asking me to shut up and sardonically pleading with me to stop talking which was super humiliating. Finally, my sexuality overtook my reason and I just blatantly asked her, pathetically "okay, fine. At least let me kiss your feet, I'll shut up if you make me kiss your feet.."

"Seriously..." Lauren responded, unamused. "Please, make me kiss your feet and I will leave you alone" I pleaded.

The girl I thought i loved just stared back at me with disgust and said "fine but you have to shut the fuck up." I knew i was disgusting her and pissing her off and being selfish but this was just too hot. She lifted her feet up and I started trying to kiss the bottoms of her strappy sandals but she jerked her feet away and cooly said "eww no" as she took them off. I was dissapointed as I wanted to start off with her shoes. She shoved her feet back in my face and i was enchanted by the scent of her beautiful feet fresh out of shoes. She rested one foot on my mouth and the other on my neck. Because her leg was fully extended and because of my proximity to her, the latter foot was pressing into my neck rather hard, as though it was choking me. She was so lazy about it and cared so little about what I wanted from her in that moment it just made everything even more hot and humiliating. Her other foot was forcefully rubbing my face..she was rubbing all of the dirt and sweat onto my face.

She then looked down at me and lazily commanded 'kiss my feet'. i began furiously and feverishly lavishing her soles with worshipful kisses. She was grinding her sole into my face- her toes were wrapped around my nose and her sole was pressed toward my mouth as I was trying to kiss it. Her feet smelled so good and i could feel tiny bits of dirt on her soles as i kissed them. I just remember feeling so submissive to her in that moment like we were finally acknowledging her superiority over me. She looked especially beautiful in the darkness of the backseat of my car, propped up against the door with a languid, annoyed but dominant look on her face.

'Keep kissing my feet and shut up' she demanded. I started making out with her toes and i decided to sneak in a 'yes ma'am' and she quickly retorted 'I said be quiet. Shut the fuck up and kiss my feet.' I looked into her eyes while i obeyed her and she looked so powerful just sitting there, being able to treat someone like crap while they groveled beneath her feet in return.

The situation was unbelievable because it was so ridiculously hot despite my knowing that i was sabotaging any chance of fixing things with her by being so indulgent..but oh well. She kept grinding her foot into my face as i struggled to kiss it and would periodically say things like 'thats right, quiet as a mouse' or 'good. Shut up and kiss my feet."

She was pushing her feet into my face with such force i could barely move my lips to continue kissing, and i could easily inhale the pungent scent from in between and under her toes. I had begun masturbating and i came and didnt tell her because i didnt want it to end. I started saying 'thank you, thank you' very quietly each time i kissed her feet and she just kept staring down at me annoyed. I came again and then suddenly got up, and experiencing that weird mood shift you get because of the chemical changes that occur from orgasm, i guess i kind of got mad and just took her to her car.

Anyway i hope that wasnt too verbose and i hope you guys enjoyed that. I will never ever forget that experience...it was the only REAL erotic humiliation and feeling of submission i have ever felt and to this day it was totally worth it. Totally amazing experience and unfortunately i dont remember it as clearly as i used to
This is awesome. What happened next? Have things changed?
This is well written.
Would love to see a fiction sequel to this. I already have a stream of consciousness going on some twists and turns this could take, and have a very humiliating vibe as she gets more and more disgusted and wants to stay 'friends' but with foot benefits for her ego, and no nookie or releases for you, unless of course you do it some humiliating fashion so other girls find out and won't touch you with a ten foot pole. Wow, the ideas are flowing here.
Anyway, sorry to hijack your story. But its rare I read something that gets my own creative juices flowing. Great story my friend. Well done!!!
Thanks for the positive feedback, guys. I'm really pleased that this anecdote was an enjoyable read for others. And Darrio, those are some great ideas. I'm honored to receive such great feedback from one of the best story-writers in the community!

I definitely want to expound on this and other experiences I have had with this girl. I think I will go ahead and write a long fiction tale about her because she was just such a perfect fit for the tropes of footdom fantasy.

To answer another question, we eventually broke up maybe a year later. It was pretty mutual. Surprisingly, she actually grew pretty attached to me a while after the aforementioned experience. I was definitely kind of embarrassed about it the day after and we never talked about it. She knew I was into domination but we never really explored it together too much. Sometimes I wonder if how she was acting that night was because she knew I liked it or because she truly was annoyed...my verdict is both. I'll check in later and maybe share some more experiences. Thanks guys!
Enjoyable read, wish there was scope for it to continue


Actually found a pic of her foot...poor quality and hard to see detail. Still, was enough to remind me what they looked like. I swear guys, she has the most gorgeous feet of all time. I've NEVER seen feet as pretty as this chick's. Maybe one day I'll find a good pic and you'll see for yourselves. 
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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
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