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A Challenge To Make A Guy Cum With My Feet

Published on Thursday, October 4, 2007
This illustrated story was submitted by Didi.

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My name is Didi. Some of you will know me from the pictures my foot friend VL has sent to in the past. Some of you may even have read the story VL and I wrote about my escapades at a wedding (titled Didi). This story is also true. During one of our foot sessions, we talked about giving footjobs to non foot lovers or even total strangers who may have a foot fetish. This got us both excited, so VL suggested that he should set me a challenge to see if I could go out for the day and see if I could make a guy cum with my feet. We decided that it would be better if it was a stranger, but if all else failed, then I could try with one of my male friends.

I accepted the challenge. Being self employed I decided to take a day off and see what I could do. I dressed in my favourite Gypsy skirt and blouse and put on my strappy roman style thong sandals. I freshly painted my nails a pretty pink/lilac colour.

I headed for the shopping mall first at about 10 O’clock in the morning. After wandering for a couple of hours, I’d had a couple of glances from guys, but no real attention to my feet. There were mainly women there anyway.

I got back into my car and headed for the fresh produce market. I thought at least there would be more men there with all the traders. I got chatting to a few guys, but again, there was no interest in my feet. As I headed back out to my car, I noticed a young guy staring at my feet as I walked towards him. He looked up at my face, and was obviously embarrassed. I went up to him, and stood right in front of him. He looked down at my feet again. I could tell he was into feet.

“Do you like my feet?” I asked him.

“No, sorry, just looking down.” He said with no real conviction as he continued to look at my feet.

“I don’t mind you know, I like it when guys look at my feet.”

“Ah, okay, well yes I do kind of like them.”

“Do they turn you on?”

I looked down at his tight jeans, and it was obvious that they did.

“I suppose,” he said, clearly embarrassed.

“What’s your name kid?”

“It’s Gino miss.”

“How old are you Gino?”

“I’m 20 miss.”

“Are you sure?”

“No, I’m 18 really.”

“Pity, maybe we’ll meet again when you are older.”

I started to walk away. He ran up beside me.

“Could I take a picture of your feet please? They are very pretty.”

He pulled a camera phone out of his pocket and smiled at me.

“Ok Gino, I don’t mind.”

He crouched down to get closer, and started snapping away with his camera phone. After he had taken pictures from all angles, I lifted my right foot up towards his face.

“You may kiss it now,” I said jokingly.

He kissed my big toe and quickly poked his tongue between my big and second toes. I pulled my foot away at this point.

“That’s enough now Gino, don’t get carried away.”

I walked away and glanced over my shoulder, he was still crouched down looking at the pictures he had taken on his phone. I looked around. It seems like nobody had seen us. I realized I had just made a young man’s fantasy come true.

I decided to get a bite to eat, and a coffee at a lunch bar/truck stop close by. When I walked in it was really busy, mainly with truckers, but there was a free seat at the bar so I grabbed it quickly before anyone else could take it.

I pulled myself up on to the stool and picked up a menu from the counter top. Whilst reading through the menu, I became aware of the guy sitting next to me. I could feel him looking at me. I glanced over, and noticed he was looking at my sandal clad feet. At first I thought he was just looking down, but upon looking at him again, I was certain he was looking at my feet.

I began to get excited, wandering to myself whether this guy had a foot fetish. I looked over at him again, and noticed that he was quite tall and lean, and looked to be in his fifties. He was wearing work shorts, and a short sleeved shirt. As I ordered my sandwich and latte, he looked away, but it wasn’t long before I saw him looking down at my feet again.

I kept thinking that this could be the guy whom I need to complete the challenge that VL had set for me. I finished my sandwich, and began sipping my latte. I looked around at him, and he looked up, realizing that I had seen him stare at my feet. He didn’t look embarrassed. He just smile and said, “You have very pretty feet miss.”

“Why thank you,” I replied.

“You are very welcome miss,” he instantly replied.

“Do you mind if I ask your name?”

“My name is Walt miss.”

“Well Walt, my name is Didi and today could be your lucky day”

“Excuse me miss?”

“It seems to me Walt that you have a foot fetish.”

“Yes I do miss, but I don’t understand why it could be my lucky day.”

“Well you see Walt, I also have a foot fetish and I just love men who are into my feet.”

“Oh, I see miss.”

“Please call me Didi. We are not strangers anymore.”

“If you please Didi, I still don’t fully understand why it could be my lucky day though.”

“What would you say Walt if I offered you that chance to suck my toes?”

“I’d be very interested Didi. You have pretty toes.” And with that comment he looked back down at my feet again.

“Do you have a truck outside with a sleeper compartment?”

“I certainly do.”

“Well, what do you say about you and I going to your truck, and you have a play with my feet?”

“I like that idea very much Didi. This is not a wind up is it?”

“No Walt I’m serious, let’s go.”

So we headed over to his truck. He helped me up the steps, and into the sleeper compartment behind the driver’s seat. I sat on the small bed with my back against the side of the cab, and he sat opposite me facing towards me. He had left his boots and socks in the front of the cab.

“Would you like me to take my sandals off Walt?”

“No, please leave them on. They are beautiful, and really accentuate your gorgeous feet.”

I lifted my right sandal clad foot up towards his face, and he willingly cupped my heel with both hands. He pulled it closer to his face, but surprisingly he didn’t start to lick my foot. He just pressed his nose into the gap between my big and second toe, and took deep breaths.

“Do you like the smell of my feet Walt?”

“They smell wonderful.”

After a moment of just sniffing, he began to lick the top of my foot. He licked under the straps of my roman thong sandal, and he licked under my sole. His tongue ran all over my foot, and after a few minutes he began gently sucking my toes. It felt lovely. He was clearly a genuine foot fetishist, and was enjoying every minute of it. I noticed the bulge in his shorts once he started to suck my toes.

“It looks like you are excited by my feet Walt,” as I pointed at his straining shorts.

“Sorry. I don’t want to offend you Didi, but I can’t help myself.”

“I’m not offended Walt. I’m pleased. I would have been upset if I hadn’t seen a reaction.”

He went back to licking the sides of my foot, and after a few minutes he put my foot back down on the bed. He went to lift up my left foot, but I stopped him.

“There’s no rush Walt. I would like to do something for you.”

I bent over, and pulled down his shorts. He helped me take them right off. His cock was impressive, although not very long. It was thick and veiny, and looked to be about 5 inches long. The most impressive thing about it though was the big swollen purple cock head. It was huge.

I reached over, and grabbed his cock with my right hand. It was rock solid. I slowly moved my hand up and down, and I began to get excited. A drop of pre-cum formed at the tip of the head, and he began to moan with pleasure. I bent over, and started to lick that amazing cock head. After licking his cock all over, I sucked as much of it as I could into my mouth, and started to give him a wet blowjob.

He was groaning, and I could feel his cock beginning to throb. I didn’t want him to come in my mouth, so I stopped for a minute before getting back to it. After repeating this a couple of times, it felt like his cock was even bigger than before. It was visibly swollen, red all over, and it was throbbing continuously now. I lent back against the side of the cab, and lifted my left foot up to his face. He started to sniff that foot as he had done with my other one, and I couldn’t take my eyes off his throbbing cock. I realized it wouldn’t be long before he came, so I thought I’d give him a special treat.

He had started to lick between the toes on my left foot and it felt great.

“Do you mind if I try something Walt?”

Between licks, he replied, “You can do anything you want.”

As I lifted my right foot off the bed, I noticed it was still quite moist with his saliva, and it felt damp between my sole and the sandal sole.

I turned my foot slightly to the side, and brought it down on top of his cock head. I scrunched my toes to create a gap under the ball of my foot, and I pressed it down over his cock head. It was a tight fit, but I forced it down. As his huge cock head squeezed through, I could feel it throbbing violently. Walt began to moan loudly. I could sense he was about to cum. His cock head was stuck under my little toe. It was a great feeling to feel it throb so much.

I gave it one last push, and his cock head popped out from under my little toe. No sooner had it broken through, he began to cum. I wouldn’t say it sprayed, more like it oozed out of his throbbing cock. He groaned, and began to shake all over. It was amazing he continued to cum. It was flowing all over the top of my foot. It was also running down the gap between my sole and the sandal. I wandered if it would ever stop.

He never stopped licking and sucking my toes, even when he was shooting his load.

“Wow Walt, you certainly cum a lot,”

“It has been a while,” He responded with a shaky voice.

His cock was still throbbing, but his cum had stopped flowing. I moved my foot ever so slightly up and down, and he began to cum again. I have never seen so much. My foot was covered, it was even under the straps of my sandal, it was hot and thick and it felt great.

I left my right foot in place as he finished licking my left foot. Once he finished and put it down on the bed, I pulled my right foot off his cock. It was still a tight fit, but was well lubricated. I looked at his cock. It was very red, and was still hard. I undid the leg straps of my right sandal, and slipped it off my foot. There was cum everywhere. It was on the bed, my sandal, and all over the top of my foot. I brought the sandal up to my face, and took in the rich smell of his cum. I couldn’t wait to taste it. I started to lick it up, and at the same time I rested my now naked foot onto his cock. His cum tasted great. His cock was still hard, and very hot. I rubbed my sole slowly up and down his cock.

I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. His cock was oozing cum again. I tried to squeeze his cock head between my big and second toe, but it was too big, and my toes kept slipping off. Once I had licked his cum from my sandal, I lent forward again, and started to lick his still swollen cock. It was no longer throbbing, but was still hard. I couldn’t resist taking it into my mouth, and sucking on it. He was moaning again now.

“I can’t take it Didi. It's just too much.”

I ignored him, and continued to suck. I tickled his balls with my fingernails, and he settled down. A short while later his cock began to throb again, so I stopped sucking.

“Are you going to cum again?” I asked.

“Just try stopping me.”

“I want to feel cum on my left foot. I want you to masturbate until you spray cum on my foot.”

“No Problem.”

He was now stroking his cock with his big right hand. I placed my left foot in front of it, and relaxed back to wait for the explosion.

It wasn’t long before he came again. This time it sprayed rather than oozed out, nowhere near as thick as last time, but still an amazing quantity.  He continued to stroke, and he was rubbing his cock head over the top of my foot. I lifted my toes up, and he slid the tip of his cock head under them. I felt the last squirt of cum go under the ball of my left foot.

He collapsed back against his side of the cab and let out a sigh. “That was amazing miss, thank you.”

I smiled broadly. “You were amazing sir. I’m impressed with your staying power.”

“You really turned me on. I felt really good. You have made an old man very happy.”

“You are not old. Your cock is certainly not old, and liking of feet is certainly not old!”

“I have always been into feet, but that was my first foot encounter. It feels like a dream.”

“You're kidding me. Have you never tried anything with your wife?”

“She allows me to massage her feet, but that’s as far as she will go.”

“What about girlfriends in the past?”

“Same thing. None of them were interested.”

“Well Walt, I’m glad that I’ve been able to help your dream come true.”

“Will I see you again Didi? I would truly love to do something like that again.”

“I’m afraid not Walt. That was a one-off. I enjoy giving pleasure with my feet, but there are many more guys in need of my help.”

“They will be very lucky to meet you.”

“Thank you. I was very lucky to meet you. You shouldn’t be ashamed to have a foot fetish. Be proud, and maybe something like this can happen to you again.”

“I don’t think so, but I will never give up hope.”

I put my sandal back on to my right foot, and grabbed a Kleenex from my bag to wipe his cum from my feet. He just sat there with a smile on his face. Unbelievably, his cock was still hard.

“You are still hard Walt. How do you do it?”

“I don’t know. It must be your influence.”

I couldn’t resist. It looked too inviting. I had to have it one more time. I bent over, and gently kissed his cock head. It throbbed at my touch, so I began to lick it.

“What are you doing Didi?”

“Just a parting gift. Relax and enjoy.”

I continued to run my tongue over his amazing cock. I licked around the rim of his cock head, and it throbbed even harder. I just had to suck it. I proceeded to give him a slow, wet blowjob. This time it took a lot longer, but he continued to impress me. He came on my tongue, not much this time, but cum it was.

“Thank you Walt. Take care and goodbye.”

I got up, and climbed over to the front of his cab.

“Thank you Didi. I will never forget you.”

I winked, climbed down from the cab, and went to my car. I felt good. It was a great outcome, and I had completed my challenge. I couldn’t wait to see VL, and tell him about my adventure. I knew he would be impressed. In fact, he was the one who encouraged me to write, and share my story after I told him what had happened with his challenge to me.

This illustrated story was submitted by Didi.

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