*** This is NOT my story - I found it on the web. ***
Having Fun With Her Sleeping Feet
The girl from this story is named Jenny (not her real name). She is a tall blonde, with a rounded and chubby face (although her body is thin). She has a good ass and nicely rounded breasts that are big for her frame. She's gorgeous and gets a lot of looks. Sometimes she goes bra-less in the summer and gets a lot of stares. Occasionally she'll take my hand when we're together; she says it keeps the other guys from bugging her. She is normally quiet with people she doesn't know, but when she's with friends, she is kind of a bit "crazy".
She smokes both tobacco and weed, and she's 21 years old. We met at the community college and had been friends for almost a year. I had NEVER seen her feet. NEVER. One night out with her, she asked if I wanted to go to her house and hang out. I had never tried to fool around with her sexually, since she was my friend, but we did tease each other and I had thought quite a bit about her feet. I have a foot and tickling fetish and no good-looking girl's feet are off limits.
I don't remember when exactly, but sometime during our friendship, we were talking about dating. She brought up that fact that she had steadily dated a guy in high school who liked to tickle her feet whenever he got the chance. She asked me if most guys are like that. That's when she learned that I had a foot fetish. From then on, she knew that I wanted to see her feet, but she never let me. She also knew, after asking me, that I would do all kinds of things to her feet to get off, which she found odd, but which she also found intriguing. With knowing laughter, she would sometimes tell me, "The only way you could ever have your way with my feet would be if I was passed out drunk."
"Then don't be surprised if that's what I do," I would tell her. "I'll just get you drunk, and take advantage of your feet."
"You're so bad," she would say. Then one day she added with a knowing laugh, "I guess if I was drunk, I might let you do that!"
Like I said before, Jenny is sometimes a bit "crazy" even when she isn't drunk, and I knew that I'd one day take advantage of her feet. She knew it, too, which is why it didn't take long before I had my opportunity.
Not long after that last conversation she asked me to come over to her house while we were out having some fun. After I got to her house, we smoked some weed, and we talked for a while. She and I started drinking as soon as we started smoking, and she was drinking more than me. After a while she got pretty drunk.
Much later on, after I had gone to the bathroom to pee, I came back to find her totally passed out on the couch. She was sleeping on her back, and my cock instantly got hard thinking that this could be my opportunity to take advantage of her feet. She was wearing a flimsy t-shirt, jeans, and sneakers. I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra because her large nipples showed through her shirt!
I walked over to her passed out body, and touched her shoulder. There was no reaction. I called her name three times as I shook her shoulder. She was out like a light. I looked at her face to see that her mouth open, and it was clear that she was soundly asleep. I knew I had to make my move. Her hair was covering the eyes, so I decided to brush away her hair from her eyes. She was wearing bright red lipstick and her beautiful sleeping face aroused me.
I could hear her slowly breathing and called her name again. Then I touched her hand. She had big hands for a girl, with long fingers, and her nails were painted red. I picked up her hand and pushed it against my pants where my dick was. It felt so good. Her hands were dry, but they were beautiful. Then I reached down with both hands and squeezed her breasts. They felt fantastic! That's when I unzipped and pulled out my cock.
I got hard thinking about what it would be like to have my dick in her mouth, so I placed it on her lips, and then I kind of pushed it in past her lips. I looked down at her beautiful sleeping face, and even with my dick in her mouth as I was squeezing her tits, I thought how innocent she was there sleeping. Two or three hours before that she had been so lively and talkative. Now she was passed out and and I was getting to play with her. It wasn't long before I looked down at her sneakers and knew I had to take them off. Her feet were mine for the taking!
I slowly pulled my dick out of her mouth and went down to her feet. She had her white Adidas sneakers on. I slowly pushed my finger in between her sneaker and her foot at the instep. It was highly arousing to feel the warmth of the bottom of her foot and the arch that I had fantasized about. I unlaced one sneaker, and then the other. My dick was so hard and I was so nervous. I kept looking at her face to make sure she was still sound asleep.
I took off one first, and then the other. She had white 'shortie' socks on. They were bright white, very clean, and didn't even come up to her ankles, which were nice and slender. I loved it. I took off one of her socks to see that her foot was amazing. This was the first time I had ever seen her feet. She had long slender toes and her toenails were painted the same as her fingernails. Very sexy! Her toes were beautiful. I took off the other anklet sock to find another gem, she had a toe ring on her second toe. And she had beautiful arches I couldn't wait to tease, and really white feet.
I started to lightly tickle the soles of Jenny's feet. She softly giggled but hardly moved. As I tickled more aggressively, she scrunched her toes and moved her feet a little, still softly giggling, but clearly still passed out. I sat down on the floor by her feet, next to the couch. I just couldn't get enough of her ticklish feet – so I licked and tickled them a lot. I was getting SO hard and just HAD to cum, so I went into the kitchen and got some paper towels. Then I jerked off, but not directly onto her feet because I didn't want to have to clean them up and risk waking her even more!
After cleaning myself up with some paper towels and putting them in the kitchen trash, I went back to the living room. I spent a minute playing with her breasts again, even tickling and pinching the nipples which were now stiff and clearly showing through her thin t-shirt.
I moved toward the bottom of the couch again and began assaulting Jenny soft, sensitive, defenseless, feet. First I tickled slowly over the arches, then I'd tickle right under the toes, where it seemed to elicit the greatest reaction. She would giggle and scrunch her toes, and she even moaned when I sucked on her toes. As I held her slender ankles, I ran my tongue in between her toes. Then I held one ankle at a time, so that I could suck on her toes and tickle the sole at the same time! Her moans got a little louder and she wiggled her feet a bit, but never moved on that couch. I got hard again and jerked off a second time as I sat on the floor tickling the soles of Jenny's feet and sucking on her toes.
After cleaning up again, I figured enough was enough, having had my way with her feet - twice - and for quite a while! I finally stopped and put her socks back on. But I couldn't resist tickling her soft soles as I slowly put them back on her feet. Then I carried her into her bedroom where I laid her down on her bed, and started to pull the covers over her. Before I did, I squeezed her tits and pinched her nipples again, and thought about pulling up her shirt to see them. I regret that I never took her top off. I should have sucked on those nipples when I had the chance! I finally pulled the covers up and went back into the living room. Then I took her sneakers into her bedroom and laid them next to the bed. I went back out to the couch and fell asleep on it.
The next morning when I woke up, I could smell her making breakfast for us, so I walked into the kitchen.
"Good morning! Did you put me into bed?" she asked.
"Yeah," I told her. "I thought I should be the one taking the couch."
"Thanks!" she answered back. "Sorry for passing out on you. I hope you enjoyed the rest of the evening..." she said with a grin.
"No problem," I told her, wondering what she knew.
We had breakfast and talked about school. She didn't say a word about me playing with her after she passed out. I was pretty sure she wasn't aware of what I had done at the time I did it... but I was also pretty sure she thought that I had at least played with her feet. Or did she know and was this something she planned ??
It wasn't the only time that I did this with her. We hung out like that at her place many times and I took more opportunities to indulge. But those other evenings are for other stories......
Having Fun With Her Sleeping Feet
The girl from this story is named Jenny (not her real name). She is a tall blonde, with a rounded and chubby face (although her body is thin). She has a good ass and nicely rounded breasts that are big for her frame. She's gorgeous and gets a lot of looks. Sometimes she goes bra-less in the summer and gets a lot of stares. Occasionally she'll take my hand when we're together; she says it keeps the other guys from bugging her. She is normally quiet with people she doesn't know, but when she's with friends, she is kind of a bit "crazy".
She smokes both tobacco and weed, and she's 21 years old. We met at the community college and had been friends for almost a year. I had NEVER seen her feet. NEVER. One night out with her, she asked if I wanted to go to her house and hang out. I had never tried to fool around with her sexually, since she was my friend, but we did tease each other and I had thought quite a bit about her feet. I have a foot and tickling fetish and no good-looking girl's feet are off limits.
I don't remember when exactly, but sometime during our friendship, we were talking about dating. She brought up that fact that she had steadily dated a guy in high school who liked to tickle her feet whenever he got the chance. She asked me if most guys are like that. That's when she learned that I had a foot fetish. From then on, she knew that I wanted to see her feet, but she never let me. She also knew, after asking me, that I would do all kinds of things to her feet to get off, which she found odd, but which she also found intriguing. With knowing laughter, she would sometimes tell me, "The only way you could ever have your way with my feet would be if I was passed out drunk."
"Then don't be surprised if that's what I do," I would tell her. "I'll just get you drunk, and take advantage of your feet."
"You're so bad," she would say. Then one day she added with a knowing laugh, "I guess if I was drunk, I might let you do that!"
Like I said before, Jenny is sometimes a bit "crazy" even when she isn't drunk, and I knew that I'd one day take advantage of her feet. She knew it, too, which is why it didn't take long before I had my opportunity.
Not long after that last conversation she asked me to come over to her house while we were out having some fun. After I got to her house, we smoked some weed, and we talked for a while. She and I started drinking as soon as we started smoking, and she was drinking more than me. After a while she got pretty drunk.
Much later on, after I had gone to the bathroom to pee, I came back to find her totally passed out on the couch. She was sleeping on her back, and my cock instantly got hard thinking that this could be my opportunity to take advantage of her feet. She was wearing a flimsy t-shirt, jeans, and sneakers. I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra because her large nipples showed through her shirt!
I walked over to her passed out body, and touched her shoulder. There was no reaction. I called her name three times as I shook her shoulder. She was out like a light. I looked at her face to see that her mouth open, and it was clear that she was soundly asleep. I knew I had to make my move. Her hair was covering the eyes, so I decided to brush away her hair from her eyes. She was wearing bright red lipstick and her beautiful sleeping face aroused me.
I could hear her slowly breathing and called her name again. Then I touched her hand. She had big hands for a girl, with long fingers, and her nails were painted red. I picked up her hand and pushed it against my pants where my dick was. It felt so good. Her hands were dry, but they were beautiful. Then I reached down with both hands and squeezed her breasts. They felt fantastic! That's when I unzipped and pulled out my cock.
I got hard thinking about what it would be like to have my dick in her mouth, so I placed it on her lips, and then I kind of pushed it in past her lips. I looked down at her beautiful sleeping face, and even with my dick in her mouth as I was squeezing her tits, I thought how innocent she was there sleeping. Two or three hours before that she had been so lively and talkative. Now she was passed out and and I was getting to play with her. It wasn't long before I looked down at her sneakers and knew I had to take them off. Her feet were mine for the taking!
I slowly pulled my dick out of her mouth and went down to her feet. She had her white Adidas sneakers on. I slowly pushed my finger in between her sneaker and her foot at the instep. It was highly arousing to feel the warmth of the bottom of her foot and the arch that I had fantasized about. I unlaced one sneaker, and then the other. My dick was so hard and I was so nervous. I kept looking at her face to make sure she was still sound asleep.
I took off one first, and then the other. She had white 'shortie' socks on. They were bright white, very clean, and didn't even come up to her ankles, which were nice and slender. I loved it. I took off one of her socks to see that her foot was amazing. This was the first time I had ever seen her feet. She had long slender toes and her toenails were painted the same as her fingernails. Very sexy! Her toes were beautiful. I took off the other anklet sock to find another gem, she had a toe ring on her second toe. And she had beautiful arches I couldn't wait to tease, and really white feet.
I started to lightly tickle the soles of Jenny's feet. She softly giggled but hardly moved. As I tickled more aggressively, she scrunched her toes and moved her feet a little, still softly giggling, but clearly still passed out. I sat down on the floor by her feet, next to the couch. I just couldn't get enough of her ticklish feet – so I licked and tickled them a lot. I was getting SO hard and just HAD to cum, so I went into the kitchen and got some paper towels. Then I jerked off, but not directly onto her feet because I didn't want to have to clean them up and risk waking her even more!
After cleaning myself up with some paper towels and putting them in the kitchen trash, I went back to the living room. I spent a minute playing with her breasts again, even tickling and pinching the nipples which were now stiff and clearly showing through her thin t-shirt.
I moved toward the bottom of the couch again and began assaulting Jenny soft, sensitive, defenseless, feet. First I tickled slowly over the arches, then I'd tickle right under the toes, where it seemed to elicit the greatest reaction. She would giggle and scrunch her toes, and she even moaned when I sucked on her toes. As I held her slender ankles, I ran my tongue in between her toes. Then I held one ankle at a time, so that I could suck on her toes and tickle the sole at the same time! Her moans got a little louder and she wiggled her feet a bit, but never moved on that couch. I got hard again and jerked off a second time as I sat on the floor tickling the soles of Jenny's feet and sucking on her toes.
After cleaning up again, I figured enough was enough, having had my way with her feet - twice - and for quite a while! I finally stopped and put her socks back on. But I couldn't resist tickling her soft soles as I slowly put them back on her feet. Then I carried her into her bedroom where I laid her down on her bed, and started to pull the covers over her. Before I did, I squeezed her tits and pinched her nipples again, and thought about pulling up her shirt to see them. I regret that I never took her top off. I should have sucked on those nipples when I had the chance! I finally pulled the covers up and went back into the living room. Then I took her sneakers into her bedroom and laid them next to the bed. I went back out to the couch and fell asleep on it.
The next morning when I woke up, I could smell her making breakfast for us, so I walked into the kitchen.
"Good morning! Did you put me into bed?" she asked.
"Yeah," I told her. "I thought I should be the one taking the couch."
"Thanks!" she answered back. "Sorry for passing out on you. I hope you enjoyed the rest of the evening..." she said with a grin.
"No problem," I told her, wondering what she knew.
We had breakfast and talked about school. She didn't say a word about me playing with her after she passed out. I was pretty sure she wasn't aware of what I had done at the time I did it... but I was also pretty sure she thought that I had at least played with her feet. Or did she know and was this something she planned ??
It wasn't the only time that I did this with her. We hung out like that at her place many times and I took more opportunities to indulge. But those other evenings are for other stories......
