Chronicles of a FootModel: Part V [FM] [FootFetish]

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Chronicles of a Foot Model V

This installment is during my freshman year of college, towards the end of the year. My room mates and I had been invited on a camping trip at a local lake in the area. I wasn’t much of a camper, but I enjoyed the outdoors and was always up for a weekend adventure. There were a small group of guys and girls going, none of which really knew the others. One of my roommates was friends with one of the males that was planning the trip. We were told that we really wouldn’t need camping gear per say, just sleeping bags, an the guys were to supply the rest. I was excited, I hadn’t been camping in years since my childhood.

As the day approached for our trip, I packed very lightly bringing a couple of changes of clothes as well as my bathing suit and sleeping wear. I was gonna be in the woods so there wasn’t really much need to bring a full on wardrobe. I did pack my flip flops, two pair actually, I wanted to take any chance that I could to have my feet and toes on display. We were set to leave an drove for about 45 minutes or so, and was turn out in the middle of no where. Once we arrived one of the guys from the trip was waiting on us in the parking area. He showed us to our campsite, it was about a 30 minute walk down a trail from where we had parked. Once at the campsite, I took in the view we had a great view of the lake and were just a few feet from the water. The guys had started a fire already, which it wasn’t really cold enough for a fire but what is camping without a fire. I thought to myself this was not too bad, and it was only two nights. An quite frankly I could use the escape from the hustle of the college campus and the city.

As soon as we arrived, we were appointed tents of which there were several. There were four guys on the trip, none of which were overly attractive. I knew my roommate was interested in the guy that invited us, which is why we came. So that narrowed the field down to three, damn girl code I swear. As soon as I threw my bag down in the tent, and walked out to the picnic table where everyone had gathered I was handed a drink. I thanked him an took a sip, it was really good some sort of fruity concoction. He told me to be careful, because it packed a punch. I was completely good with that as I wasn’t much of a social butterfly, and the alcohol normally helped me loosen up a bit. We said our introductions, an I am horrible with names, so I will spare you all the details. The group gathered around the picnic table which was really close to the fire, and everyone agreed to play a drinking game. We all refreshed our drinks, I was about half way done with mine and the bartender was right it had a bit of a pop. I was already starting to feel the effects of liquor. We began our game of “I Never”. Which for those that aren’t familiar was game in which all the player took turn saying, I have never an fill in the blank with something normally very sexual. If you have done the act that is described you must drink, or take a sip of your drink. This continues to go around, and generally gets quite fun after everyone has had some drinks in them. The game started out as most do, rather PG-13 of sort, thus meaning that everyone drank on almost everything. Then once everyone got some drinks in them, they picked up a bit becoming more risqué. The more interested ones were I have never: had a threesome, watched someone masturbate, masturbated within the last 24 hours. Needless to say it was starting to get more interesting. Everyone decided to take a bit of an intermission of sorts and refresh their drinks, mine was almost finished an while I was not sloppy drunk I was well on my way there. I believe that everyone was pretty well buzzed. The sun had set, and it was growing late as we restarted the game. It started with I have a fetish, which was outside the context of the game because it did not start with I have never. Only a few of us drank, including me. Then everyone started going around asking, well so what exactly is your fetish. It never made it back to me, because once the guys asked Seth there were tons of follow up questions. Seth told the group that he has a foot fetish, which appeared that the guys were aware. My group of girls of course hit him with a brigade of questions. All of which he did his best to answer, and some of the girls were grossed out while others were intrigued. I of course was all ears, hanging on every answer that he gave. I was attempting to soak up all of the knowledge that I could possibly get. The game broke up and everyone started preparing for bed.

I walked over to the cooler and asked the bartender to fix me one more, which he happily obliged. Seth was also fixing him another drink, I went an sat back at the picnic table and was enjoying the fire. I am naturally a bit of a night owl and stay up all hours of the night. Seth walked over to the table and sat down with me. Seth was not overly attractive, but he was cute. A bit on the taller side and an athletic build, he was also a great conversationalist I later found. He had this air of confidence about him, that I noticed as soon as we started to talk. I compliment Seth on his handling of the onslaught of questions from my room mates. Seth laughed an said, “ohhhh it’s fine, I am completely comfortable with it”. As we continued to chat I noticed that he continually looked down at my feet, I had of course taken my flip flops off at this point and they were resting on the table. I was seated atop the table an Seth was seated on the bench, which afforded him a pretty nice view. I was positioned in this fashion, to afford him a view which he appeared to be taking full advantage. Seth said, ” you have incredible feet, but I am sure that your hear that all the time”. I said, ” I may have had heard that a time or two”, as I laughed an took another long swig of my drink. Seth continued by telling me that he noticed them as soon as we arrived, and he even chose his spot to sit during the game, so that he would have the best view of my feet. Well, I generally would have noticed this but I blame my inattentiveness on the alcohol. I thanked Seth for the compliments. Then he says, “so, I noticed that you drank when the fetish question was asked but it never made it around to you”. I blushed a bit an explained to Seth that we share a bit of the same fetish, while I don’t particularly like feet I do gain gratification from my feet being ummmmmm……. I paused. Seth interjected, “worshipped”. I said, “yes I believe that is the way that the community describes it”. He said, “well. I see someone has done there research, I am impressed”. I assured him that I wasn’t nearly as verse as him, and that I had just scraped the surface. Seth said, “do you need another drink”? I shook my glass and said that would be great. Seth got up and walked over to the cooler and fixed us another drink. He walked back over to the table and handed me my drink, and I took a sip. As I was turning my cup up, I felt moisture along my sole. I looked down and saw Seth was was licking my sole, running his tongue up to my toes. I moaned lightly, and Seth said that he was sorry but he could not resist. I assured him that there was no need to apologize, as I felt an immediate rush of arousal fall over me mixed with a bit of the alcohol. Seth smiled, and I told him not to forget the other foot as I would hate for it to get jealous. I presented it to his face, and he took my heel in his hand a licked my sole with broad strokes stopping only to suck my arches, as he ran his fingers between my toes. I could feel myself starting to grow wet, as that tingling sensation ran down my body. I haven’t felt a touch quite like that since the nail technician. Seth said, “you know there is a little shelter close to here that we could walk to if you would like”. I hopped down off the table, “sure I am game, show me the way”. Seth grabbed a lantern and we took our drinks an he led me onto the trail.

As we walked on the trail, which was like a driveway of sorts no real strenuous hike, we chatted more about our mutual fetish. Seth asked how much exploring into the foot fetish world I had done. I told him that my exploration was rather short lived, and that I was just looking for an explanation as to why I was so aroused when someone played with my feet. Seth explained that he has had a foot fetish for years, since childhood and was something that he had just recently came to grips with and starting discussing openly. He continued by saying that he has always been into foot fetish porn, and that he had done quite a bit of studying. I laughed a bit, and said that sounds great I can just learn from you. He continued by saying that I certainly have the feet for it, and that he doesn’t hand those compliments out regularly as he is very picky. I told him that I felt honored, and that I do take pride in pampering my feet. He said that it certainly shows when you look at them, an even more when he felt them. I told him that I held his opinion in very high regard. I asked him what type of foot fetish stuff that he was most into, like which type of stuff that he preferred. Seth went on to tell me that he was into all types, almost everything related to feet. He explained that he really loved to worship feet, foot jobs and was even into rough stuff with feet as well as worn socks an the smell of them. He followed it up by saying that he knows that sounds weird, and I insured him that I was completely judgement free and that I definitely have no room to judge. He said that was the best approach. I inquired more about the rough stuff, and he went on to explain what I later found to be classified as trampling and light ball busting. I thought to myself that we were going to get along just fine.

We made it to the shelter, and he sat his bag up on the picnic table under the shelter. He took out a blanket from his book and and spread it out on the table, the walk had sobered me up a bit but I was still pretty well drunk. I took him spreading the blanket out as my cue, and I hopped up on the table. Seth sat at the table with his feet under the table and I sat immediately in front of him, with my feet directly in front of him on the table. The lantern provided sufficient lighting and kind of created a bit of glow under neath the shelter. Seth wasted no time and immediately started rubbing my feet, as I picked up my other foot an started rubbing it against his face. Seth moaned lightly as I brought my foot to his mouth, and he immediately started licking my soles. He ran his tongue the length of my sole, and started passing his tongue on the under side of my toes allowing it to slip in between them. He was following his tongue with his fingers lightly rubbing my foot where his mouth had left moisture. I was lost in arousal, I leaned back as far as I could on my hands until finally giving in an laying all the way back. I started moaning aloud, as I felt myself start to get wet. Seth continued switching to the other foot, my free foot was pressing against his face as I pulled it away slightly and smacked his cheek with my foot. Seth moaned really loudly, an muttered fuck yes through his heavy breath. I took this as he really enjoyed it and I smacked him again in the face with my foot. Seth moaned even louder as he stood up from the table, and walked to the end of it. I spun from my seated position so that my feet were facing him an I laid back again, I saw Seth pull his shirt off. He pulled me closer to the edge of the table as my feet found his chest, I pressed both my feet firmly against his chest. Seth picked one of my feet up off his chest and continued to lick and suck my toes and my feet. The tingling sensation that I had felt earlier had now turned to a mild heat as my pussy was begging to be touched. I slid my hands down to the waist band of my shorts, and started to slide them down. Seth noticed and reached up helping me pull them off, I lifted my ass off of the table a bit and he slid them off. I had on panties a pair of really thin white ones that were almost sheer in the front. As my shorts came off I immediately slide my hand into my panties, an spread my lips a bit. I was much wetter than I originally had thought. I found my clit was really swollen, as I started sliding a finger on either side of my clit, lightly squeezing it between my fingers. Seth was still standing with my feet on his chest as he continued to work his tongue over each one of them, I was lost in lust at this point. I slid my foot down Seth chest and down his abdomen until I reached his waistline of his shorts. I slid my toes just inside of his waist line grabbing it an pulling it down. He assisted a bit with his hand, but seemed impressed with my efforts. His shorts fell to the ground an his cock sprang free, I started tracing my foot up and down its length. Damn, he was huge. His cock had lots of girth and was really long. To get a good fill of just how big it was I pressed it against his abdomen with my foot, and started walking my toes up the length of it. I slid my other foot of of his chest and wrapped my soles around his cock, sliding it up and down the length of his dick. Seth grabbed each of my ankles an started fucking my feet as he held them together sole to sole. This felt amazing as his large cock forced its way between my soles. I continued rubbing my clit, slowly now as I was teasing myself growing wetter and wetter. I slid closer to the edge of the table, applying more force to pushing my feet together making it really tight on his cock. Seth continued to fuck my soles, an his breathing was now picking up again. Seth released my ankles and I worked my feet over them a bit more, before releasing one of my feet an putting it back in his face rubbing it across his mouth. Seth responded by starting to lick and suck my toes again which drove me wild. I slid to the edge of the table keeping one of my feet on his shoulder and grabbed his cock. I started rubbing the length of his dick from the base, squeezing it tightly in my hand. His cock felt even bigger than it looked. I laid it out flat pointing it toward me and slid it down the front of my panties and awaited his reaction.

Seth responded by starting to lick my foot that was on his shoulder, as I rubbed his dick up an down my slit on the outside of my panties. Seth was groaning, and breathing heavy as I slid the head of his dick down to my opening, still on the outside of my panties. I could feel his girth press against my opening through my panties, and it felt amazing. As he pressed harder I could feel it starting to spread my lips, and I started rubbing my clit again. I leaned back again lost in a haze or arousal, as he took control of his cock an started slapping it on my pussy. I moaned so loudly, his dick felt amazing an I call could think was he is blessed with this huge dick and he knows what to do with it. I couldn’t take it anymore, I had to feel him inside of me. I pulled my panties to the side, and I felt his bare cock slide up an down my lips parting them. He made it to my opening an pressed lightly, as he started sucking my toes again. I reached down an started rubbing my clit, as he slowly slid the head of his dick inside me. I don’t know that I have ever been filled like that before. It felt amazing, he slid almost half of his cock in an was moaning loudly. He kept easing more of his cock in until he hit the back of pussy, and he continued to press lightly. I was so wet at this point, you could hear my pussy slushing from me working my clit. He slowly pulled his cock out an slammed it back into me. I moaned telling him to fuck me, fuck that tight pussy. I wanna cum on that big cock. He did just that he pinned my legs back a bit an fucked me hard and deep. It didn’t take long an I was cuming, and I was shouting it letting him know how good his cock was an how hard I was cuming. I suddenly heard him start to groan and say fuck, I am cuming. He pulled his dick out of me, and grabbed my feet cuming all over my toes. I rubbed his dick with my feet as his orgasm subsided, he shuddered an moaned. I was still in a fog, I had never been fucked before while having my feet worshipped. An I had certainly never been fucked by a dick as large and as skillful as his, I just hoped that this was going to become a regular thing.

I sat up an gave Seth a kiss on the cheek, and told him that I thought that was really hot. He said that my pussy was almost as amazing as my feet, which I took as a really high compliment. We got dressed an gathered our things an walked back to the camp site. I was lucky enough that everyone in my tent was completely passed out, so no one was none the wiser.

Hope you enjoyed.

Until Next Time,
FOF

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