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my aunt caught me smelling her feet Published: Nov 10, 2020
When my aunt caught me she said I could do whatever I wanted in contact she slept when she arrived in the morning she was going to work there she put on her high heels then put her foot on she went to work I spent 30 hours under her feet, all sweaty and stinky when she got home she took off her shoes when I go over to her feet today she stuck to me in my office then she took me off and I sent clean her feet and smell and kiss while she rested on her bed and she said this is his life forever
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Aunt and Neighbour’s story:
I was at my aunt’s house for the summer vacation. I was sitting in front of the couch, on the carpet, doing nothing at my place. I was between the table and the couch so there was a very little gap in between. Also this couch is a 2 seater but I don’t like to sit on it as it is leather and it sticks to my body in summers so I prefer sitting on the carpet just in front of it.
Like I said it wasn’t the first time me sitting there but this time something interesting took place because of my position. So to continue, I was sitting there scrolling on my phone, when I heard my aunt’s car being parked outside. She had went around 2 hours ago, along her neighbour, to shop for some summer outfits. Being a gentleman, I went into the kitchen to fetch cold water for both the ladies, put the glasses in a tray and went to stand near the main entrance of our house. They came with a lot of bags after a couple minutes. My aunt acknowledges me there, being proud of me kisses me on the forehead. Then she drops the bags in front of me, seeing her do this our neighbour also does the same. Then my aunt clicked her fingers and both the ladies took their glasses from me and went inside.
I collected everything in front of me and went to keep it all in her room upstairs. When I passed the living room, I saw aunt in the kitchen and the neighbour sitting on the couch I mentioned earlier. When I came back after putting everything, I saw she was sitting cross legged with her left white heels on my phone, and right leg dangling in the air. She had these white open heels with very thin silver braided strap. I kept staring at her heel there on my phone for a few minutes, she might have noticed and started looking where I had been staring and saw the phone there, she suddenly pulled her feet up and said “Ohh sorry son, I did not see it there, what is your phone doing on the floor anyway? But I’m really sorry, I hope it is not damaged.” I said “Actually I had been sitting here before you guys came so would have left it lying here only. I don’t think it would have got damaged at all, since you were just resting your feet on it not standing on it.” Saying this I kneeled on the floor on hands and knees to pick it and some other stuff that I had left from earlier on the floor.
While I was doing that, aunt came there and asked neighbour(Reena aunty) to move so she can sit there too. Also, since I was there kneeling on the floor and there was no space for Reena aunty to keep her feet, she tried moving with her legs in air moving rapidly just above me, during that motion her right heel hit on the back of my head so hard that it hurt real bad. She did not even acknowledge it said nothing and kept trying to move to her left. Her heels hit my head, neck and back 4-5 times more during that process. I just kept kneeling there waiting for her to get to position so I can crawl out. Due to her hitting on me I kept going lower towards the floor to dodge the kicks so I ended up lying on the floor on my stomach. Since now I was completely out of way, Reena aunty kept her heel on the floor just an inch from my face on the floor and moved to the position.
Seeing this my aunt said “Are you gonna come out of there now I wanna sit there. Until you plan on giving me a foot massage lying there (with a pout).” I said “I was moving out of your way, but if you want a massage, sure I can give you one.” She happily said “Ok!! Let me sit there on the couch then before you turn your face up” It didn’t hit me until she had put her right black flat sandal on my lower back and was putting pressure on it to stand on me. I couldn’t believe this was happening, my aunt had never trampled me ever in the past. Now she’s standing there, with her full weight on my back, WITH HER SANDALS ON, I was mesmerised by the situation. It was such a relaxing feeling, it felt like a very effective yet short massage. She took another step towards my head and put her other foot in between my shoulder blades, spun at that place a bit and sat on the couch resting her left foot on my neck and right on my back. I kept lying there for a minute, while they were talking about something, breathing into the toes of Reena aunty, which had been painted blue matching her dress. My aunt never painted her toes, she liked to keep them clean and plain. She put gloss on them occasionally but not any color. Her feet look really beautiful without doubt.
Ok so back to where I was. Aunt taped her sandal sole on the back of my head twice to indicate me to turn around and lifter her feet up. I turned and she put her feet back on the exact same position. Since Reena aunty was looking down at me she asked my aunt, he doesn’t mind you putting your feet so near to his face. This was a question that I also wanted the answer to, so I started listening intently and started massaging her foot that was on my stomach now. She said “I don’t think he does and besides my feet are really clean. I took a bath this morning and we haven’t been anywhere without our shoes on. Also I clean my sandals every week, so they can’t be that bad either.” To which Reena aunty replied “Yeah, but still they are feet. They must stink.” To which aunt said “No! My feet never stink. NEVER!! And he knows it, you know, when he was really small to sleep alone, he used to sleep with me with his face buried into my soles. His small face looked so cute there.” Saying this aunt took her left foot that was on my neck and taped her sandal sole on my lips looking into my eyes making a cute pout. She looked so cute, I smiled and kissed her sole. I don’t think she noticed and put her foot back on my neck.
They both then continued having a whole another discussion completely ignoring me there. I switched b/w aunt’s feet after spending half hour on her right foot. When I picked her left foot to massage, she put her right sandal on her foot and then put her foot on my chest really near my neck. So now I was forced to hold her other foot just above my face to massage it and so I did. The heel of her foot was really close to my lips, and it also touched it sometimes when I would move it to massage. She didn’t seem to mind it at all, not even bothered to acknowledge it. After about spending 20 mins on that foot I heard my aunt say “Hey aren’t you getting uncomfortable sitting like that?” To which Reena aunty replied “Well I wouldn’t wanna ask you if I could put my feet on your nephew’s face. Now would I? (Laughing)” aunt said “Oh don’t worry about him, I’m sure he won’t mind you resting your tired feet on his face. He’s a really nice boy by heart, I know he wouldn’t want you to be uncomfortable just because he’s in your way.” Wow, I was in her way? She wanted me to massage her feet. Now its my fault? She’s cruel. But I took my chance here and said “Yes aunty, sure you can keep your feet on my face if you want to. I wouldn’t want you to be uncomfortable at all.” She smiled and said “Oh really!! Thankyou very much. I’ll remove my heels before I do that. I haven’t got chance to clean them recently, so they might be dirty.” She removed her heels keeping them just near my face. She lifted her feet about 2 inches above my face and said “Hey do you think my feet are dirty? I mean they shouldn’t be that dirty, since I took a bath just before we went shopping. But see here and tell me if they are and also if they smell bad or anything?” I looked at her feet, She had dirt stuck on the heels and then there was definitely some toe jam there in all her toes. But I said “No aunty, I don’t think they are dirty, also I can’t smell them from here so they should be fine.” Just as I had said “fine”, she had put her both feet on my face. She started rubbing the soles on my face, getting comfortable probably trying to find the best position. She kept moving her feet for 2 minutes, then left her right foot lying on the side with her toes just above my left eye and heel just bit right of my right eye. She also had her right foot’s arch placed on my lips. I could taste salt from her feet in my mouth. It was crunchy and salty, probably dirt mixed with her sweat. They kept talking about random stuff for another hour. Btw I was all the time massaging my aunt’s feet. Then Reena aunty might’ve looked at time and said “Oh my god! I’m too late.” She started moving her feet in hurry trying to find her heels. Aunt asked her what happened , to which she replied “She has a doctors’ appointment in half hour.” Then she carelessly started putting her feet in her heels, just near my face. In the process kicking my face multiple times. When she had put on her heels, she stood real close to my face, with her toes touching my right cheek. She said bye to aunt, bent and hugged her, scratching her heels and toes on my cheek.
I knew she couldn’t leave there without stepping on me, so I pretended to be indulged in the massage ignoring her there. She said sorry to me before putting her left heeled foot on my face, stepped up balancing there for a second, put her other foot on my chest and walked away waving to my aunt. Then my aunt picked her cell phone up from the table in front, called my grandmother for her daily chat. She relaxed a bit more while talking to her stretching more. She loosened my grip of her foot I was massaging. And put her feet in the sandals and kept her both feet with sandals on on me. She had her left sandal on my face diagonally with her heel just above my lips and her toes part of the sandal going over my forehead. He right foot was earlier on my stomach, but soon she keeps it on top of her left foot, crossing it at her ankles. This caused her sandal to hit my left eye whenever she’d move it. And she’s talking to grandma without a care about me. I think she ever would have forgotten about me being there.
As when she cut the call, she stood up there itself. She was standing with one foot on my face and other on my chest. She yawned a bit there stretching her arms up. That’s when she lost her balance, remembered and saw me down there under her sandals. She still standing in the same position, put all her weight on my chest, started mashing my lips with her sandal sole saying still how cute I looked under her feet. She kept mashing them for 5 minutes, soon it was time to make dinner. She stepped once again on my face with her left sandal, made a spin there, really stretching my face muscles under her soles towards my chest. Put her other foot on my chest and walked away saying “go and clean up before dinner is ready.” I went to my room and checked my face, it was beat red! I took a shower and relieved myself then.
This is another story - Neighbor’s feet
I was playing with my friend at his place again during the study from home time ;). Cheeky ain’t it? Haha leave it. So we were playing a game when my mom came there and asked me to come home. I went with her and she told that she has to go out with dad to my grandma’s for some land related stuff.
She said I need to stay with the neighbours for the next week or so. She added that she’ll talk to Sheena aunty tomorrow. So the day came and I packed my bag to move to her house for a week. The first 3 night were nothing common other than she occasionally stepping on my hands sometimes saying sorry sometimes just laughing and others just ignoring and leaving.
The suddenly on the 4th day my friend and his dad left for a trip they had planned from before. I was again alone with aunty. I knew something was coming. But the best thing about aunty is that she never does it vanilla. There is always a story with the humiliation. And I was equally excited about that plot this time as well. And here it is..
So just after she comes back from jogging she wipes her sweat off and lay down on the couch with her feet dangling over one arm of it. I was siting on the other side of a sofa about a meter from her feet on the floor. I asked if she was ok and she needed water, she said “yup”. I got up filled a glass brought it to her she gulped it down and asked for more. I went back running and came with another glass filled. She was typing something on the phone, I was standing there in front of her there holding it in my hands. After about a minute of she ignoring me standing there, I said “aunty water”. She while still continuing typing and without even looking at me said “mmmhmm..” and continued. I stood another 5 minutes there. She put her phone down, looked at me, saw the glass in my hand and looked at my face again smiling. Then after about 10 seconds of looking she took the glass from me and took a sip and just spit all the water on my shirt. Saying this is warm bring me a cold one. I was stunned, I was expecting some humiliation as usual but this was next level. She spitting on me. Wow. This lady is amazing really. The water had got warm because of her delay and she spat on me. This is what I love about her.
I took the glass back to kitchen, filled it up again brought it back to her. She took it from me, I was leaving to change my shirt, she asked where was I going I told it to her, she said no need, its just some water it will evaporate in some time. Anyways its really warm here so it is better and will keep me cool. I again was shocked but did not argue. I sat down there just about 1/2 foot from her dangling puma sports shoes. She had already taken her phone again and started typing. I was looking at the soles of the shoes, the dirt and grass stuck on them. The soles were kind of wet also. Size 9 US engraved there. She couldn’t see me from how she was sitting. This was my time. I went real close and sat with my face just an inch away from her shoe soles. I was still looking at them when she called my name again a bit louder, not knowing I was that close to her. I spoke into her shoe soles “yes aunty here I am”. She uncrossed her ankles leaving about a gap of 2 inches between her shoes, she took a look for a second at my face there between her soles, re-crossing her ankles said, come a bit closer son. My feet are really tired today I need to rest them on something. Since you are there already, there is no space for a stool. I moved a bit closer and she rested her shoed feet on my right shoulder still crossed. Due to our positions, she being on my right, had her left shoe heel resting on my shoulder, with the top of her foot touching my lips and the tip of the nose and right one crossed over it so the heel was on the top of her left heel and side of the sole resting on the right side of face and head. She sat like that for more than 20 mins still chatting and occasionally moving a bit to adjust herself on the couch but not changing her position at all.
Then I asked aunty, can I please remove your shoes? She without moving just said “no I don’t think you’ll be comfortable that way, I mean I haven’t even taken a bath yet and I can still feel sweat on my feet. And as much as I would love to get them off I don’t think you’ll be able to handle the smell.” I said with my lips rubbing on top of her toes in the shoes “aunty I don’t thing they would be any worse than the wet shoe soles with dirt and grass on them.” She said “you asked for it. Take ‘em off if you want, just don’t bug me.” That was rude I thought while tying her shoelaces off. Removing her right shoe first revealing a completely drenched in sweat. I put her shoe down on the floor, and didn’t expecting her to move at all to help me remove her other shoe. I started to lift her right foot up, but she swiftly withdrew her foot a few centimetres to shed off my feeble hold. And then kicked on the side of my face saying “don’t move you dumbass, I want you to stay still like a stool and don’t bug me you idiot”. I was about to cry but stopped myself thinking it is just the part of the game and then tried to enjoy it. After kicking she had put her socked foot on top of her left shoe side that was just in front of my eyes. She had put her heel on top of the side with the arch of her foot touching my forehead and her big and second toe touching my hair. I could feel the sweat being absorbed by my skin from her socks. I swear a drop fell from my forehead to my lips and it was really salty. She sat like that torturing me for about 10 mins. Then moving a bit to lift her socked foot putting the heel on top of my head and then using the toes removing her other shoe. When the shoe was dangling on her toes, she brought it in front of my face, jerked her foot in a manner that the heel of her foot spun and it was just an inch from my face. She kicked towards my face and the shoe came off her foot falling in my lap. With this motion her toes came in contact of my nose for a second and went back on top of my head with her other foot. She crossed them on my head and left them there for more half an hour. Then suddenly the door bell rang, she got up to go outside in her still wet socks, came back with a large pizza in her hands and sat at the same spot imitating her previous position.
I was sad now that I won’t get to eat the pizza and she’ll be eating it while using me as a furniture for her tired and smelly feet. Then she took a slice off it and said I can also have it, if I promise to chew slowly as to not move my head a lot so her feet don’t move. I was forced to eat like that. I agreed, she took a slice threw it on floor in front if me and said pick it up before the ants steal it giggling a bit also shaking her feet a bit on top of my head. I took the slice in my hand and started collecting the toppings that had fallen on the floor and put them back on it and took really slow bites. I was moving my head real slow, it was the longest I had spent chewing and eating. I was not thinking anything other than focusing completely on not moving my head at all. I was really impressed by myself for this. But this meant by the team she was taking her 4th slice I had taken just the second. Also even after she was done I was still eating the rest of my 2nd and last slice. That is when she decided to take her socks off.
She lifted her foot from my head towards herself peeling her sock off, taking her other foot off my head, she thrusted her now bare foot on my head. As I was still chewing, this resulted in my tongue getting cut with my teeth. I was in so much pain and could feel the blood getting mixed with the pizza in my mouth, but I as ordered did not move at all. I don’t think she even knows about it. She did the same with her other foot but this time I was careful enough. After that when I brought the slice up to my mouth to eat, one of her sock came and landed on top of where I was about to bite. She had thrown them in my direction unknowingly, causing one to land on my pizza and the other to fall on my lap. I took that sock off of it and ate the remaining pizza.
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