[FF] [Foot Fetish] Chronicles of a Foot Model Part 1

*This story was written with two intentions, one to explain the often asked question of exactly how I got into this and the second being that there does not seem to be many stories written from the foot fetish realm of the fetish community. So with that in mind please enjoy the read, and be gentle as it my very first story that I have submitted………..*

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Enjoy,

FOF

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**Chronicles Of A Foot Model: Part 1**

I am constantly asked the question, “How exactly did I get in to taking pics and vids of my feet and posting them on various social media accounts?” I thought about it, and realized that the answer was rather complex. I figured hell, why not share my story, and some of my more naughty encounters involving my feet. I have been told my entire life that I have the prettiest feet, I never thought much about it and figured people were only being nice. Until I discovered that so many people share the same opinion of them, this is my journey from receiving the compliments to foot model mistress/goddess/model (which still feels rather odd for me to describe myself in that manner).

The first encounter was when I was in college, my freshman year. My roomates and I went to the nail salon, and were all getting pedicures. I sat down in the chair and it was nothing out of the ordinary, except for there was a young attractive nail technician this time. The way she massaged my feet was different than I experienced in the past, she was not forceful. It was as if she had passion in her fingertips, it was dare I say sensual. She rubbed my soles and arches very slowly, kneading them with her thumbs. It felt amazing, what took me by surprise was the fact that she held her face very close to my feet while she worked her magic. She moved her fingers from my soles and arches to between my toes and on the pads of my feet. I was in heaven, and with each passing swipe of her hand I sank deeper into the chair. Her face was also growing closer and closer to my feet, to the point where I could feel her breath on my feet. Normally this would weird me out, but her hands were so sensual and focused directly on my feet that I was drawn further into a bit of trance. As she passed her face by feet I could almost swear that I heard her inhale deeply. She continued to work her fingers between my toes, and up and down my soles. I could feel my arousal start to grow a bit, as I almost involuntarily started to shift my hips back and forth.

This feeling was a bit odd to me, because I had never experience any type of sexual pleasure from someone touching my feet. I had also never had a females touch that made me feel this way. An to make matters worse, I was wearing very short cotton style athletic shorts that rode way up an were baggy around the leg and particularly in the crotch area. An I wasn’t planning on being in this position, as I wasn’t wearing any panties. Luckily I was in a part of the nail salon that appeared to be used for overflow, which in hindsight may have been intentional on her part. The chair I was in was also behind all the others, and they were facing away from me with the back of their chairs to me. I leaned further back in the chair, as she continued to work her fingers in between my toes, and was now cupping my heels. I could feel my arousal grow even more, as I knew I was beginning to grow wet and I could feel that my breathing had grown deeper and more an intense. Then my lustful trance was broken a bit when I went to shift my foot, and it brushed up against her face which was completely by accident. I heard her let out a subtle moan, I was a bit taken back by this and confused. Then my foot brushes her face again, this time directed by her and she let out an even more audible moan. I looked down between my legs, from my now reclined position and made eye contact with her. She uttered the words, “you like?” I allowed my head to drift back into the seat again, and under a soft moan and almost surprising to me, I said “Yes, I do like it”.

She continued to massage my feet, now allowing them to brush up against her face, and this felt amazing an incredibly sensual. I could feel my arousal continue to grow, an was to the point now that I was fighting back touching myself. She continued working my feet, An brushing them against her face a bit. She had moved now to allowing her lips to pass over my soles. An as she was working my heels, she move up the length of my soles an I felt a slight bit of tongue as her face brushed against my feet. This drove me to moaning a bit louder, an my hips rotating even further off of the seat. I pressed my hands against my thighs and let out a sigh as she began to lick my sole, running her tongue from heel to my toes. As I Adjusted more in the seat I drifted even further towards her. I moved my hands from my thighs back up into the seat, an in the process gave my shorts a good tug up an over. I could now feel my Pussy exposed to the cool air, an I was so wet that it magnified this feeling. I undoubtedly was giving her a great view of my pussy as it was exposed, and I feel certain that she could see how aroused I was, I could feel my wetness running down and under my pussy. I continued to rock my hips forward, in an attempt to gain some relief to my arousal. I found that I was grinding a bit against the seam in my shorts, which felt amazing but was more of continual tease. I needed directed contact. She ran her tongue one more time the length of my sole and passed forward to my toes, sucking my big toe and swirling her tongue around it. I moaned aloud, trying to stay subtle. She then backed away, and said simply “thank you”.

As she backed away I was trying to come out of my lust driven fog, I was confused a bit at how I could become aroused by someone doing this to my feet. I was also surprised that she told me thank you, did she gain pleasure from this? My mind was going several different directions. One thing was certain though, I was highly aroused and I was going to need a release. I finished up with my pedicure, and nothing else out of the ordinary took place. I went to pay, and the nail technician that gave me such intense pleasure told me, “no charge, thank you”. I smiled confused still and walked out of the salon.

We returned to the dorm room, and I immediately told my roomates that I had to take a shower. I thought that by the time we arrived home, that my arousal would have went away or at least lessened. But it was obvious from how wet I was that it had done nothing but got worse. I could feel how wet I was when I walked and my clit was swollen to the point that merely walking was causing my knees to be weak. I grabbed my shower caddy and went to the showers, in hopes of gaining some relief. I entered the shower and turned on the water, and sat on the bench in the back of the shower and spread my legs, moving my hand immediately to waiting pussy. I don’t know that I have ever been this wet, it was audible as I started working my clit in small circles. I knew it wouldn’t take long, but I didn’t expect for it to happen this quickly, as my climax reached it washed over my body like a wave. It was one of the most intense orgasams that I have ever had. As it subsided I was left in the shower, trying to catch my breath…….and gather my thoughts.

I didn’t really know what had just happened, with the events of today, but it was certainly something that I wanted to explore more…. Stayed tuned for more installments

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