[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………..*

Enjoy,

FOF

**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).

Sex in the snow [MF][Exhibitionism]

So I just recently posted the story of the threesome I got through shear dumb luck. But before I posted that one, I had this one nearly ready. So I decided to finish and post it before I am too lazy again.

So in University I had a girlfriend, called Elizabeth, but everyone called her Liz. As part of our social group we went on a skiing trip during the holidays and rented a small cabin from one of the guy’s parents.

After a day on the tracks we drank and partied as students like to do. During an especially alcoholic night we played a round of truth or dare. Most of the evening disappeared in a haze of booze and the fog of time. But one dare seared at least one part firmly into my mind.

Somehow Liz agreed to have sex with me outside, where it was snowing and freezing cold, when she was dared to by one of our friends. And as the horny idiot that I was, I agreed. Well our drunk friends insisted they needed proof. And drunk Liz and me made partial concessions. We agreed they could turn on the porch lights and Liz and I would do it at the edge of the light radius. They could watch through the windows but that was it. So they would see maybe shadows or dim light, movement of what was going on, but wouldn’t get front row seats. And they did just watch through the windows, they had opened, braving the cold.

Lunchtime Snack [FM]

I’m at work wearing a tight short pencil skirt and a (maybe too) low-cut blouse. Obviously I love the attention I get from my co-workers. Often while walking down the hallway, I’ll “drop” my pen and need to bend down to pick it up. During one of these moments, I spotted my co-worker Greg looking down my shirt. He wasn’t even being subtle about it! We locked eyes, I bit my lip and winked and went on with my day.

When lunch came around, Greg came by my desk and asked if I wanted to go grab a bite with him (his treat). Well, I am not one to turn down a free lunch, so I graciously accepted! We hopped in his car and drove to the diner down the street (he wasn’t splurging on me, but the food there is great so I don’t mind!) We ate, had some fun conversation, and around the time the bill came, I caught him looking down my shirt again.

“Greg, sweetie, my eyes are up here,” I laughed. He stammered and blushed, so I gently patted his shoulder and told him not to worry about it. “If I didn’t want to be seen, I wouldnt dress like this!” I said.

Into the woods

The sound of crunching leaves and tiny twigs snapping under my small tennis shoes thrill me. The tart smell off moss and musky air of decaying wood fill my chest. My slender fingers clasped in his hand as he leads me trustingly, deeper in. The soft fabric pressing against my fluttering eyelids denying me the view.

I will the sounds and smells to fill me up as he guides me over and under what I envision to be scrapey branches and gnarled roots. His careful silence amplifies the sound of the varied bird calls and the leaves rustling in the warm afternoon breeze.

Coming to a stop in front of me, he guides me by my waist and lowers me down to sit. The stone beneath me is cool and shaded. Taking my left ankle in his hand, he slides off my shoe and places my foot on the spongy fragrant moss beneath me. Repeating the gentle act on my right foot, he then clasps my hands in my lap and tilts my chin up to kiss me sweetly before stepping away into the ether.

[MF] My dominant girlfriend has a right-wing soldier dad who sees in me nothing but a disappointing young Soyboy (my BMI is 18). All that riles her up so when his back is turned (us 3 often go on the hikes) she starts to fondle me aggressively and risky.

My girlfriend dominates me and she likes it for a multiple of reasons. Not only she is a rare example of a totally dominant young woman, but she also totally gets off on pissing of her dad (daddy) who wouldn’t approve with her being with a guy like me because he is a right-wing military type of a guy, but he can’t really complain because she has a job and doesn’t live with him. It is not like said father is explicitly told that she dominates me sexually (and not only sexually), or that old school type of a guys would know what that even means, but it is that I kinda look like a stereotype of such boyfriend. I am skinny with (according to her) adorable vulnerable face. We also share the same height but she has much more athletic stature.

In the said situation we just went to a hiking trip with his car (and his military friend joined us, they two were sitting in front and us two on our back seats).

[Mf] she really liked fucking in public bathrooms [ex][public][creampie]

My ex use to love having sex in public bathrooms. She enjoyed the rush of possibly get caught almost as much as the actual sex. This is a story about one of those times.

We were at a charity event put on by her office. It was at a stadium that usually holds football games. She had on a sexy tight dress then showed off her D cup breasts and her round juicy ass. I gave her compliments all evening about how hot she looked and I could tell it was really getting her worked up. So I started discreetly pinching her ass or brushing my hand across a boob. It didn’t take long for her to say enough is enough.

She turned my head for me toward a family room bathroom. She said in my ear “meet me in 1 minute..”

I started counting immediately as she walked away. Around 30 seconds I started wondering over there. My heart started to beat faster. I could feel myself getting hard in my pants.

Smells Like Middle Age Desperation [MF]

I’m in charge of a business function that covers several different offices, so I’m often on the road to visit the locations. I kept hearing the name of a new salesperson come up: Linda Marconi. Some of my staff at the office she worked at were becoming very involved with problems she should have been calling into a service desk for. I asked them to redirect her, but then I would hear from other employees that they continued to help her.

I was a little puzzled–these guys usually tried to avoid dealing with people as much as possible. So on my next visit, I kept one eye out to see if Linda would stop by the area where my team was assigned. By noon on my first day there, the question had been answered.

The clicking heels announced her presence and I looked up subtly to see a nice pair of legs. She was wearing a skirt that was too short for an office and four-inch heels. I already had a feeling about what her deal was before she turned to peak into my office. Once I saw the tell-tale overuse of eye makeup and low cut shirt, I knew she was experiencing what I call the “aging stewardess syndrome”: an aging woman who relied on her looks for professional success was not dealing with her decline very well. I didn’t give away that I had checked her out and continued to work.

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Seduced while studying in the library [MF]

Monica (see previous story) and I had been together for about six months, since our first time together we had been fucking like rabbits. We both lived at home with pretty strict parents so most of the time we would end up getting hot and heavy in the back of my car, or in a secluded spot at the park, at friend’s parties, hell even the public pool once. She was insatiable – we’d find every opportunity to get each other off, and were getting more and more daring and public.

Because of all the time we were spending together and fucking we had been doing it was safe to say I hadn’t been to class much during the semester and had a lot of catching up to do. I hadn’t been the star student I had hoped, but I was good at cramming for exams so was hoping to scrape through for exams. It was the week before my exams started so I devoted myself to camping at the campus library so it would be impossible to be distracted. The previous week I had tried to study at home but had failed horribly as any time my parents were out (most of the day, as they worked) Monica had been over. And when she wasn’t over we’d frequently be on the phone to each other telling each other what we were going to do to each other when we saw each other, which almost always turned into phone sex.

Threesome with security [MFM]

Now that the new school year has begun, I have returned to my main job at school. My everyday attire is always business casual. I’m not a teacher so no naughty teacher fantasies here, but I do wear tight fitting pants and blouses a lot along with heels.

The weather is still mild for September, so on this particular day, I was wearing a dress.

I bumped into some old co-workers who are security guards at the school. They’re both black, tall, beards and fit bodies.

We spoke for a little this particular morning then went along with our day.

Later in the day, we met up again as I was on my way to the restroom just before I was about to head home.

One of them, Marcus, stopped me to talk. We spoke for a few minutes then his friend, Aaron, came by to join the conversation. I know that they both were single and self claimed “ladies men”. I asked how the ladies were treating them. Marcus replied that there are no women left and that he was waiting for me to give him a chance.

Last night I was messaged a forfeit to perform with a guy I’d picked up in a bar, while I was lying in bed with him. [FM]

Went for drinks with my mate after work. I headed to a late night bar down the road by myself as he headed off home in a taxi. I wasn’t done with the night yet.

I walked in, got a drink and headed to the smoking area. There was no one interesting out there, so I sat inside and probably scrolled through reddit or some other random crap. After a while I headed outside again, had a cigarette and started chatting.

There was a couple smoking, kissing. They were very hands on with each other. Almost immediately, the guy turned to me and asked if I wanted to have a threesome with them. I thought for about 10 seconds and said yes, with calm confidence.

We got a couple more drinks and they continued to make out. He’d pull me towards them often and give my arm or back a stroke. As the night went on, his friend kept wanting to take photos of me and was bragging about how rich this guy was. I refused the photos and told him he wasn’t doing his mate any favours showing off like that.