taxman418
06-24-2003, 4:09 PM
This is my first attempt at a story. Please be kind.
Lisa my last girlfriend was for which I fell “head over heels”. Lisa was 5’8” 125lbs, brown hair blue eyes, long tone legs, soft silky size 8 pedicured feet. We broke up about 8 months into our relationship. I guess she got bored with me and had to move on. I was devastated. Both Lisa and I discovered my love for feet one day as I was teasing her about something. Lisa hushed me by covering my mouth with the sole of her foot and curling her toes around my nose. Her feet had that stale corn chips smell with a hint of vinegar. Her foot smell made me very hard and Lisa took note of that. After that Lisa would play “footsie” with my face whenever she felt like it. If I started to kiss or smell Lisa’s feet, Lisa would pull her feet away and say she was not in the mood. I learned quickly that I would only get her feet when she felt like having them kissed or smelled. Sometimes, we would be watching TV and she would lay back and start rubbing my face with her feet. Sometimes, she would be on the phone then she would look at me and point to the floor, which meant I was to sit on the floor next to her. Then she would rest her feet on my face and curl her toes around my nose while she talked with her girlfriend on the phone.
Two months after we broke up I ran into Lisa and her new beau Mick at a local bar listening to Saturday afternoon Jazz. My heart leaped at the sight of Lisa. I was happy just being with her again and Mick was a pretty nice guy. Lisa was wearing a v-neck t-shirt, shorts and loafer Keds barefoot. Her legs were tan, since it was summer and looking extremely sexy. Lisa, Mick and I decided to go back to her house for a couple more drinks after the music stopped. After, two more rum and cokes at Lisa’s, all of us felt pretty relaxed and uninhibited. Lisa got up and made us another rum and coke. When Lisa got back she sat on Mick’s lap. She started kissing Mick right in front of me; at the same time she kicked off her loafer keds and started flexing and wiggling her toes. My heart sank because I wished I was the one kissing Lisa instead of Mick. When Lisa had stopped kissing Mick, she looked over at me in this devious sort of way and smiled. Then she pointed at the floor by her feet. How could I resist, if I couldn’t have Lisa at least I could have her feet. Lisa knew that I would jump at the chance to smell her feet, even if it was in front of Mick. So I sat down on the floor next to her lovely feet. She started to play footsie with my face. Mick said “Lisa, your feet must smell. They have been in those keds all day long without socks, how can you do that to him”. Lisa immediately shushed Mick by putting her hand over his mouth. Lisa explained that I love the smell of her feet and she thought the least she could do was to let me smell them while they kissed. Lisa then took her hand away from Mick’s mouth and started kissing him. At the same time, Lisa curled her toes around my nose. Her feet smelled so sexy from being in those keds all day. The harder she kissed Mick, the harder she would curl her toes around my nose. The experience was so intense for me that I came. I must have smelled her feet for about an hour while they made out. Lisa told both Mick and I that it made her feel like a princess to have her feet smelled while she kissed her new beau.
Lisa my last girlfriend was for which I fell “head over heels”. Lisa was 5’8” 125lbs, brown hair blue eyes, long tone legs, soft silky size 8 pedicured feet. We broke up about 8 months into our relationship. I guess she got bored with me and had to move on. I was devastated. Both Lisa and I discovered my love for feet one day as I was teasing her about something. Lisa hushed me by covering my mouth with the sole of her foot and curling her toes around my nose. Her feet had that stale corn chips smell with a hint of vinegar. Her foot smell made me very hard and Lisa took note of that. After that Lisa would play “footsie” with my face whenever she felt like it. If I started to kiss or smell Lisa’s feet, Lisa would pull her feet away and say she was not in the mood. I learned quickly that I would only get her feet when she felt like having them kissed or smelled. Sometimes, we would be watching TV and she would lay back and start rubbing my face with her feet. Sometimes, she would be on the phone then she would look at me and point to the floor, which meant I was to sit on the floor next to her. Then she would rest her feet on my face and curl her toes around my nose while she talked with her girlfriend on the phone.
Two months after we broke up I ran into Lisa and her new beau Mick at a local bar listening to Saturday afternoon Jazz. My heart leaped at the sight of Lisa. I was happy just being with her again and Mick was a pretty nice guy. Lisa was wearing a v-neck t-shirt, shorts and loafer Keds barefoot. Her legs were tan, since it was summer and looking extremely sexy. Lisa, Mick and I decided to go back to her house for a couple more drinks after the music stopped. After, two more rum and cokes at Lisa’s, all of us felt pretty relaxed and uninhibited. Lisa got up and made us another rum and coke. When Lisa got back she sat on Mick’s lap. She started kissing Mick right in front of me; at the same time she kicked off her loafer keds and started flexing and wiggling her toes. My heart sank because I wished I was the one kissing Lisa instead of Mick. When Lisa had stopped kissing Mick, she looked over at me in this devious sort of way and smiled. Then she pointed at the floor by her feet. How could I resist, if I couldn’t have Lisa at least I could have her feet. Lisa knew that I would jump at the chance to smell her feet, even if it was in front of Mick. So I sat down on the floor next to her lovely feet. She started to play footsie with my face. Mick said “Lisa, your feet must smell. They have been in those keds all day long without socks, how can you do that to him”. Lisa immediately shushed Mick by putting her hand over his mouth. Lisa explained that I love the smell of her feet and she thought the least she could do was to let me smell them while they kissed. Lisa then took her hand away from Mick’s mouth and started kissing him. At the same time, Lisa curled her toes around my nose. Her feet smelled so sexy from being in those keds all day. The harder she kissed Mick, the harder she would curl her toes around my nose. The experience was so intense for me that I came. I must have smelled her feet for about an hour while they made out. Lisa told both Mick and I that it made her feel like a princess to have her feet smelled while she kissed her new beau.