SportingCP21
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Just to let you guys know this is something that happened a couple of weeks ago after meeting up with my friend for the first time in 7 years via facebook but is something that goes way back to when i was only 6 years old. All names have been changed to protect identity including mine however this story is 100% true and something that I cant wait to share with you guys.
Me and Jacob were best friends and met eachother at primary school when we were five, our mums then became close and we would often go over to eachothers houses and have sleepovers together. Jacobs mum Janet was a tallish lady with short black hair, I wouldnt say she was chubby but she wasn't stick thin, she had just the right amount on her and she was very friendly and always made me feel at home whenever I went over. However I remember distinctly being drawn to her feet, I wasn't sure why at the time being a 6 year old boy but I remember going over and seeing her barefoot with nail polish and not being able to take my eyes off her feet. They were big for a ladys feet, I now know they are a size 8 so that confirms they are quite big and she had perfectly shaped toes. I used to sit there playing with my friend on the sega mega drive and catching glimpses of Janets bare feet in the corner of my eye as she sat down or walked around in the kitchen.
One day me and Jacob were playing sonic when Janet came and sat down and put her bare feet on the sofa right next to me, I was sitting right on the end of the couch and Jacob was on the floor in front and her feet were literally an inch away from me. I tried my best to concentrate on the game but I couldn't help myself, I looked over at her feet and stared at them, my heartbeat racing at 100 mph. "Are you ok Ben"? "My feet dont smell do they"? She laughed. "No Mrs Barnes" I gulped nervously and got back to playing the game. Jacob then got up and went to the toilet leaving me and Janet alone in the room together. Now I don't know what came over me or gave me the courage to ask but I said "Mrs barnes, can I rub your feet"? She looked at me and burst out laughing. "Su.. sure Ben if thats what you want to do, I could do with a nice massage my feet are killing me and with that I moved over and placed her big feet in my lap and started to rub them although I was mainly playing with her feet and toes as she started giggling and telling me to stop tickling her. By this point my heartbeat had gone into overdrive and I had an incredible sensation in my stomach of excitement. I didnt want my friend to return from the toilet but her did and she took her feet away and thanked me.
After this experience I would go over every time and when my friend wasn't in the room i'd ask her if I could play with her feet and she always let me, she always used to laugh and say the tickly sensation from my hands were soothing on her feet, i'm not sure if she knew I had a fetish I mean I was only 6 so she probably thought it was some kind of fad that i'll grow out of but my fetish was for real and truly started from her. A few years passed but I no longer played with her feet as I was getting older and was a bit too embarrassed to ask her, after that we moved away when I was 12 and I lost contact with Jacob and his mum
To be continued.
Me and Jacob were best friends and met eachother at primary school when we were five, our mums then became close and we would often go over to eachothers houses and have sleepovers together. Jacobs mum Janet was a tallish lady with short black hair, I wouldnt say she was chubby but she wasn't stick thin, she had just the right amount on her and she was very friendly and always made me feel at home whenever I went over. However I remember distinctly being drawn to her feet, I wasn't sure why at the time being a 6 year old boy but I remember going over and seeing her barefoot with nail polish and not being able to take my eyes off her feet. They were big for a ladys feet, I now know they are a size 8 so that confirms they are quite big and she had perfectly shaped toes. I used to sit there playing with my friend on the sega mega drive and catching glimpses of Janets bare feet in the corner of my eye as she sat down or walked around in the kitchen.
One day me and Jacob were playing sonic when Janet came and sat down and put her bare feet on the sofa right next to me, I was sitting right on the end of the couch and Jacob was on the floor in front and her feet were literally an inch away from me. I tried my best to concentrate on the game but I couldn't help myself, I looked over at her feet and stared at them, my heartbeat racing at 100 mph. "Are you ok Ben"? "My feet dont smell do they"? She laughed. "No Mrs Barnes" I gulped nervously and got back to playing the game. Jacob then got up and went to the toilet leaving me and Janet alone in the room together. Now I don't know what came over me or gave me the courage to ask but I said "Mrs barnes, can I rub your feet"? She looked at me and burst out laughing. "Su.. sure Ben if thats what you want to do, I could do with a nice massage my feet are killing me and with that I moved over and placed her big feet in my lap and started to rub them although I was mainly playing with her feet and toes as she started giggling and telling me to stop tickling her. By this point my heartbeat had gone into overdrive and I had an incredible sensation in my stomach of excitement. I didnt want my friend to return from the toilet but her did and she took her feet away and thanked me.
After this experience I would go over every time and when my friend wasn't in the room i'd ask her if I could play with her feet and she always let me, she always used to laugh and say the tickly sensation from my hands were soothing on her feet, i'm not sure if she knew I had a fetish I mean I was only 6 so she probably thought it was some kind of fad that i'll grow out of but my fetish was for real and truly started from her. A few years passed but I no longer played with her feet as I was getting older and was a bit too embarrassed to ask her, after that we moved away when I was 12 and I lost contact with Jacob and his mum
To be continued.