I had noticed that I got very excited at the sight of female feet from the age of 9, but I only had the bravery to take away this forward when I was 20, and the somebody I had my world-class foot fetish experience was, none other than my 18 year old cousin. She had the most beautiful skin, soft, fluid, warm and bonnie. Her eyes were enchanting and whenever she came over to visit, she would always end up barefoot or kept her wind sleeve on. She had the most arrant feet, pink voiced sol, delicate and smooth heel, cute and petite toes. It was a Sat Nox, we were in my elbow room doing things we always did when she came home, played cards or wrestling, with her always winning ( since I let her ). It was a frigidness, windy night so she decided to keep her stool pigeon on. I tried my undecomposed to centralise on what we were doing, but the thought of her beautiful toes and warm understructure submerged in her sneakers got my heart racing. I did my best to hide my erection, which had made itself present in my pants. As we continued to hang out, the biz got wearisome, and that 's when it happened, she undid her lace and loosened her sneakers, but still keeping them on. I decided to break the ice.

Is everything okeh ? I asked, trying to be as nornal as possible.

She replied : `` Yeah beau, just tired from walking around the promenade today, and my infantry hurt ''. That was it ! I knew if I had to create a move, it had to be now or never, so I calmly said, `` Hey cuz, if you allow me, I would n't take care giving you a foot massage, I promise you will feel better afterwards ''. To my surprise she said `` That would actually be awesome ''. She got up, laid on her tummy with her stage facing me and gently kicked off her tennis shoe. Naturally I was expecting her base to be smelly from walking around all day, but to my infrangible surprisal and delectation, my cousin was one of those girls who did not have smelly feet. As she lowered her feet towards my lap, I quickly grabbed a pillow and placed it on my lap so that her feet would not have-to doe with my raging knockout erection that was dying to be released from my blue jean. Her feet finally came to rest on the pillow as she pulled her sound out and got glued to it.

I gently touched her foot, feeling her warm socks, as I began gently massaging her soles through her socks. I pushed my knuckles into her soh and then rubbed up and down her foot with my quarter round. After about 20 minutes, I mustered the courage to ask her : `` Hey, this would be more in effect without your sock in the way, can I take them off ? '' Her reply was `` Yes, but wo n't you palpate dirty, considering I was walking around the wholly day ? ``

'' Cuz, relax and let me strike away all the stress from your feet, you deserve it after the day you had '', was all I was able to blurt out before returning my hand to her soft substructure. I gently pulled off her socks, one by one until I had her simple metrical unit on my lap. I began massaging them whilst at the same time, trying to hold back from bursting my loading in my pants. After a while it got too much to handle, as I started to rub myself with my right hired hand whilst I massaged her feet with the left hand. Feeling my massage with one hand, she turned to me, which made me saltation at being caught. Although she did n't see what I was up too, it did make her suspicious as to why I was massaging her with one hand. I then lost command, and threw the pillow to the floor and let her ft rest against my surd tool. This immediately triggered a reaction from her, when she turned back and was greeted with my pole, standing hard in my pants. What she did following blow out of the water me. She flipped over, and whispered : `` Wow cuz, I think you need to loosen up, it looks like your zip is going to explode any second ''. As she said this to me, an embarassed look guessing across my face, which made me drop my head, when I suddenly felt a hand puff at my zip, and behold, it was my cousin-german, pulling down on my zip. As she pulled it further down, my shaft began throbbing with agitation at being released any second. Once she pulled my zip all the way down, my cock guesswork out, still covered by my boxer trunks. You could see the strawman of it soaked, as a final result of my pre-cum. Having felt this level of quilt, I proceeded to open my belt ammunition and let down my drawers, sitting there with just my boxers and my rock hard pecker probing its'way through my Boxer. I told my full cousin that I had a foot fetish and was really turned on by her feet.

'' Do you reckon my feet are middling cuz '' ? My reply was a gaudy `` YES '', which shot a smile across her face. She pushed the soh of her feet onto my shaft and began rubbing her feet up and down, causing me to moan in talk Passion of Christ, and the risque smell on her fount made it more deserving while. Here I was, with just my boxers, and my 18 class old first cousin, rubbing her sexy metrical unit on my rooster. Naturally I began thrusting my hips forward, to run across her metrical foot and find it press harder against my cock.

She threw her head back, and that was when I took her rightfield foot in my paw, and put it to my look, inhaling as deeply as I could. Her foundation did not sense dirty, but instead smelt of a variety of India rubber, and a sweet flavor ( which I guessed was from her application ). I then grew bolder, and decided to lap up her sole, to which I heard a lenient moan of pleasure from her. I got more bolder and began licking her only even faster, as her groan got louder, whilst her left foot worked my pounding dick. I licked her sole till it was wet and pink like I was used to seeing, before shifting to her bequeath base. I continued this for 20 minutes, before taking her toes deep into my mouth, unleashing a shrieking of pleasance from her. I sucked her toes, in between her toes all the way down to her heels and then back up again.

The delight drove her over the bound as she pulled my boxers down, and began stroking my pecker with her hands, I almost blew my payload there. It was not until she wrapped her warm invertebrate foot around my putz and started stroking me up and down, that I started my moaning. It seemed my moaning gave her bravery as she got faster and faster in perfect rhythm. I was nearing my end and told her this. She continued whilst looking me absolutely in the eye. I could not hold it back anymore, and I blew my load all over her toes. The first blastoff went in the air and landed on her knee, but every shot after that, landed directly on her substructure and dripped between her toes. I think I came for a full 5 arcminute, before I came to my senses and felt my peter commencement to soften. I opened my eyes to feel her rubbing her fundament together, letting my cum cover those pretty soles and toes.

She got up after that, washed her infantry and came back to sit following to me. She took her feet and started using her toes to playact with my lump, and rubbed her soles on the length of my dick, until my dick began growing again ... ... ... ..

Stay tuned for component 2 !