I had noticed that I got very excited at the sight of female metrical foot from the age of 9, but I only had the braveness to aim this forward when I was 20, and the person I had my low gear foot fetish experience was, none other than my 18 class old cousin. She had the most beautiful skin, balmy, still, warm and fair. Her eyes were enchanting and whenever she came over to impose, she would always end up barefoot or hold open her drogue on. She had the most perfect tense substructure, pink easy colloidal solution, delicate and smooth dog, cute and petite toes. It was a Saturday night, we were in my room doing things we always did when she came base, played cards or wrestling, with her always winning ( since I let her ). It was a cold, breezy Night so she decided to keep her sneakers on. I tried my best to centralise on what we were doing, but the thought of her beautiful toes and strong feet submerged in her sneakers got my kernel racing. I did my best to hide my erection, which had made itself present in my pants. As we continued to hang out, the secret plan got boring, 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 okay ? I asked, trying to be as nornal as possible.

She replied : `` Yeah dandy, just tired from walking around the mall today, and my feet hurt ''. That was it ! I knew if I had to ready 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 groundwork massage, I promise you will feel better afterwards ''. To my surprise she said `` That would actually be awing ''. She got up, laid on her tum with her legs facing me and gently kicked off her snitcher. Naturally I was expecting her feet to be smelly from walking around all day, but to my sheer surprisal and joy, my cousin was one of those daughter who did not cause smelly feet. As she lowered her groundwork towards my lap, I quickly grabbed a pillow and placed it on my lap so that her feet would not adjoin my raging hard hard-on that was dying to be released from my blue jean. Her invertebrate foot finally came to rest on the pillow as she pulled her phone out and got glued to it.

I gently touched her pes, feeling her warm socks, as I began gently massaging her soles through her socks. I pushed my knuckles into her colloidal solution and then rubbed up and down her invertebrate foot with my thumbs. After about 20 proceedings, I mustered the braveness to ask her : `` Hey, this would be more efficacious without your drogue in the way, can I take on them off ? '' Her reply was `` Yes, but wo n't you feel dirty, considering I was walking around the whole day ? ``

'' Cuz, relax and let me take away all the accent from your feet, you deserve it after the day you had '', was all I was able to blunder out out before returning my hired hand to her soft feet. I gently pulled off her air sock, one by one until I had her unembellished feet on my lap. I began massaging them whilst at the like sentence, trying to hold back from bursting my load in my pants. After a piece it got too much to handle, as I started to rub myself with my decently hand whilst I massaged her metrical unit with the left. Feeling my massage with one script, she turned to me, which made me jumping at being caught. Although she did n't see what I was up too, it did draw her untrusting as to why I was massaging her with one manus. I then lost control condition, and threw the pillow to the storey and let her metrical unit rest against my hard cock. This immediately triggered a response from her, when she turned back and was greeted with my pole, standing hard in my gasp. What she did next offend me. She flipped over, and whispered : `` Wow cuz, I think you need to loosen up, it looks like your zip is going to burst any secondly ''. As she said this to me, an embarassed tone shooting across my expression, which made me drop my brain, when I suddenly felt a helping hand pulling at my zip, and behold, it was my first cousin, pulling down on my zip. As she pulled it further down, my stopcock began throbbing with excitement at being released any second. Once she pulled my zip all the way down, my hammer shot out, still covered by my bagger shorts. You could see the presence of it soaked, as a effect of my pre-cum. Having felt this level of comfort, I proceeded to afford my belt and let down my bloomers, sitting there with just my drawers and my tilt hard prick probing its'way through my boxers. I told my cousin that I had a foot fetish and was really turned on by her feet.

'' Do you think my feet are pretty cuz '' ? My response was a loud `` YES '', which shot a smile across her human face. She pushed the soh of her foot onto my dick and began rubbing her feet up and down, causing me to moan in utter Passion, and the spicy look on her face made it more worth while. Here I was, with just my underdrawers, and my 18 year old first cousin, rubbing her sexy pes on my cock. Naturally I began thrusting my hips forward, to meet her metrical unit and feel it press harder against my cock.

She threw her head back, and that was when I took her ripe groundwork in my deal, and put it to my face, inhaling as deeply as I could. Her pes did not smell dirty, but instead smelt of a concoction of gum elastic, and a sweet smell ( which I guessed was from her lotion ). I then grew bolder, and decided to solve her sole, to which I heard a soft groan of pleasure from her. I got more bolder and began licking her sole even faster, as her moan got louder, whilst her leave alone foot worked my throbbing prick. I licked her fillet of sole till it was wet and pink like I was used to seeing, before shifting to her left animal foot. I continued this for 20 minutes, before taking her toes deep into my oral cavity, unleashing a howler of delight from her. I sucked her toes, in between her toes all the way down to her hound and then endorse up again.

The delight drove her over the boundary as she pulled my boxershorts down, and began stroking my tool with her helping hand, I almost blew my load there. It was not until she wrapped her strong human foot around my hawkshaw and started stroking me up and down, that I started my moaning. It seemed my moaning gave her courage as she got faster and faster in staring rhythm. I was nearing my end and told her this. She continued whilst looking me dead in the eye. I could not hold it back anymore, and I blew my load all over her toes. The first shot went in the air and landed on her knee, but every shot after that, landed directly on her infantry and dripped between her toes. I think I came for a full 5 minutes, before I came to my senses and felt my gumshoe jump to cushion. I opened my middle to notice her rubbing her feet together, letting my cum cover those somewhat fillet of sole and toes.

She got up after that, washed her feet and came back to sit next to me. She took her groundwork and started using her toes to encounter with my balls, and rubbed her sole on the duration of my shaft, until my hawkshaw began growing again ... ... ... ..

Stay tuned for part 2 !