Val's Foot
Published on Friday, February 29, 2008
This story was submitted by mike6773@juno.com.

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Who would've ever thought I would be posting a story on this site. Here it goes. I don't know why I've been fascinated by women's feet, and sometimes even liberated exposing my own feet, but I think it came about when I was in kindergarten. I had an instructor have us remove our shoes and socks, and trace the outline of our feet. I'd have to say from there I've always had an interest in feet. I'm not the kind of guy who has to have feet included in my sexual encounters, but it does help. I can also tell you that sometimes the most beautiful girl can turn me off by the condition of her feet. At the same time, someone not as pretty in the face can catch me up if her feet are well taken care of. Enough about me. Let me get to the story that happened to me recently.

January of this year I invited Val out to see me perform at the local comedy club (I'm a stand up comedian and I emcee my home town club often). She had invited a few of her friends, and a guy who turned out to be her date. It was during the headliner's act while sitting that I felt something rub my leg. I moved my seat as I thought it was an accidental contact. A few moments later I felt my leg being rubbed again. I looked down, and saw that Val was rubbing my leg with her foot. I had to swallow hard. I looked her in the eye, and she gave me a coy look while leaning on the guy who was supposed to be her date. I took a shot of Jose, and tried to concentrate on the show.

The whole time the onslaught continued, I was helpless. Here this beautiful girl was teasing me with a weapon that she could not possibly know that she possessed. After the show, we went out drinking at the bar across from the comedy club. Her date went to the restroom, and she rubbed her foot on my leg again. I decided to reach down to grab her foot, and put my fingers inside of her shoe where I discovered that she wasn't wearing hosiery. I lightly tickled the sole of her foot without a response from her. So I popped her shoe off, and she tried to resist. I tickled her foot lightly as she moaned, and bit her bottom lip. She whispered for me to stop, but I kept going. Her face turned red, so I then started to massage her foot. She tried to pull away once more, but I had a firm hold. For about ten minutes I tickled and massaged her foot.

Her foot size was about a seven, and she had unpainted nails. Her soles were soft, and smooth. I assume she takes really good care of her feet. I don't think she knew I had a raging hard-on, but I contained myself, and I was able to maintain secrecy (would not be a good thing for me to appear to be a freak while in the public eye). We ended the night by her date leaving, and her and her best friend Rachel and I going to IHOP. IHOP wasn't too busy as we were seated n a booth. Val sat on my side. She accidentally kicked me, but I took it as another tease, so I took her foot, removed her shoe again, and started to tickle and massage her foot again. Her fighting to keep from laughing, and her muffled moans turned me on a lot. I took care of her foot this time for about a half hour. I didn't care that the other patrons witnessed it. It did however bother Val that I had been so public with this attention.

Val and I have gone out several time since then, but I've not had the opportunity for any more foot action.