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My Best Friend's Foot Fetish
Max and His Foot Fetish, Part 1
Published on Saturday, November 22, 2014

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Hi there. These stories are 100 percent true. This story happened about 3 months ago with myself (Steven) and my best friend (Max). Now this story concerns my friend being this smooth talking man who can gets what he wants but he has a mean streak. There are three stories and I will post the first here.

Max and I had been best friends from age 5. We grew up together and did everything together. We even discovered our foot fetishes at the same time. We were 10 and like any 10 year old boys, you're curious about pornographical pics and videos. We searched on the web and found pictures of models showing their feet which really turned me on, as was noticeable with Max too. After time, it grew and grew until now at the age of 18.

I always had what I would call a moderate foot fetish. I loved feet, maybe too much but liked the 'normal' things too, such as boobs and butts. But Max was hardcore. You could see him staring at feet at school, in the malls or in the street. He also loved to take pics and videos of girls' feet at school. He has countless pictures of feet stored on his phone to this very day from school even now that we have graduated. He also took to social media anonymously of course to ask girls from school to show pics of their feet or just talk about them (shoe sizes, experiences with foot guys etc). Any successes and he sent me the respective success, it was very much a shared experience from his point of view. But I noticed that he had become very fixated on my twin sister's feet.

My twin sister is called Paige and is by all accounts a very beautiful girl. She's in some of my classes at school and all the boys from jocks to nerds wanted her. But you'd think that, with her knowing this that she'd act kind of bitchy but she never did. Whenever anyone asked her out regardless of whether they were nerds or jocks, she always politely turned them down. In my opinion she was nicer to the kids who got a hard time at school. I remember one time, a little kid about 2 years younger than us got punched by a jock, had his phone and money stolen and thrown into a locker.

She intervened, took back the phone and money and told the jocks to, and I quote, "Fuck off and go cuddle on the football field." She actually helped the nerdy kid, who was actually a really nice guy. He was called Andrew and he was a small, shy and timid guy. He kinda fitted the stereotypical nerd with glasses and braces. But other than that, it was virtually undetectable. He had a stylish hairstyle, which he had before the jocks copied it and was so nice and sincere to everybody. My sister gave him a hug and he was visibly shaken up so she took him to the nurses office to get checked on. She waited by him, making a calculus class and made sure he was okay and said to add her on Facebook and they could chat.

As it turned out, he added myself and Paige and began to chat to Paige firstly. They chatted for weeks, on and off before I found something out. You see, anytime Andy and Paige were around each other, he would always take subtle yet long glances towards her feet. I suspected he had a fetish like us and being of a nervous disposition, couldn't tell her in fear of losing her. My thoughts were later confirmed. I went to ask if I could borrow a laptop charger as we both had the same make and she said sure and started to look for it.

Then my dad called her and she went to see what was up, saying to me, "Have a look there, Stevie."

She pointed towards the laptop which had a Facebook message open on it. I went over and glanced by the screen and saw that Paige had written, "Hahaha don't worry, I don't think you're weird."

I was drawn to it. I began searching through the messages and BINGO, there it was. He was talking about how he was so weird and hated himself and she concurred. Then he said, "I am, I have this ... thing, it makes me so weird."

Then she gradually coaxed him to say it; that he had a huge foot fetish. Paige has always hated her feet, ever since we were young. She hated her feet being touched, talked about or even shown. She wore socks or shoes around the house and I had only seen her barefeet a few times. And they were gorgeous! I guess I should explain a bit about her.

She is a tall girl, 5'11 I think and was built very athletically despite only ever playing for the soccer team as a goalkeeper a few times. She is quite pale with black, shoulder length hair and quite a plain face with pale blue eyes. She never wore makeup and took meticulous care with her skin. Her butt was quite pronounced and the boys loved that and her stomach was toned and her boobs were a B cup. Her legs were quite long and muscular and atbthe bottom were the most gorgeous feet you'd ever see. They were a size 8.5 (as I found out by years of smelling her shoes). She had thin toes which were long and perfect, not too boney but not too thick, adorned in black. Her nails were quite long and wide yet trimmed perfectly. Her soles were absolutely perfect, soft with slight wrinkles and they looked to be cared for by pumice stone and moisturiser. But her arches struck me down the most. They were awesome! They were so high, pointed and deep with little wrinkles around the edge. They looked insane! For someone with a fully fledged foot phobia, she kept them perfect. And also what baffled me is that she shoe played more than anybody I have evet seen, popping her heels out, dangling and airing her feet out. This drove Max in particular, mental.

I remember the first time we saw her soles. She had just come in from school and I had been off with a fucked up wrist that I had to have surgery on. Max had come home earlier than her, then came to see me and as it transpired, Paige was at a study class. We sat on two reclining chairs beside the door and she came in and sat directly facing us, popped her feet up on the recliner and lay back. She was wearing a striped navy and white shirt and leggings with a pair of red toms. Max nudged me and I knew what he meant, she was shoe playing. Max got his phone out and began to record this. I watched on with intent as she pulled her heels out of her toms and kicked them onto the floor.

Max was in wonderland, as was I and I looked at him and his jeans were like a tent, his eyes glued to this and the phone recording. She began shuffling her soles about, crossing them over each other, flexing her toes and just rubbing them together as to tease us. This lasted for about 10 minutes before she got up, put her shoes on and went upstairs. Max looked at me and tried to go to the bathroom and I knew why so I hoisted him back.

Anyway, to the main story. Max's parents went out of town to see a Bon Jovi concert and I said Max could stay with me if he wanted. He accepted and we sat up all night talking about girls, games and movies. And then he brought up feet. He began talking about what he'd done to himself over that vid of my twins feet and how many times. Then he mentioned celebrities, his favourite is Cristin Milioti (the mom from How I Met Your Mother), but Emma Stone was a close second. We stayed up to around 2 then went to bed. I tossed and turned before I heard Max get up off the floor and crawl out the door. I sat up and quietly followed him.

He crawled along the hall, stopping to look into my mom's room before pursuing onto my sister's room. The door was open just a crack so he went in. I hit the deck and shuffled towards the door. I guess I was nieve, I didn't expect this. He sat up on his knees at the base of my sisters bed, staring at her with intent. It dawned on me what he was doing. I knew my sister was a real heavy sleeper, so he would have all the time in the world.

He stood up and pulled at both corners of her duvet and pulled it slowly up from the bottom to expose her feet, which were only about three inches from the bottom. She was on her back so her socked soles pointed to the sky. I looked at him, he grabbed her ankles and pulled her quite abruptly down so her feet overhung the edge. He then got back on his knees again, this time at face level with her soles. He buried his nose straight under her toes on her right foot and began sniffing really deeply and erratically.

He moaned with sheer pleasure after each time before moving onto the other foot and repeating, then alternating between. He stopped now and pulled out a camera from under the bed. He'd stashed it there presumably, and began taking pics of her socked feet. They were white ankle socks and they were filthy. The outline of her toes and soles were very visible with dirt and grime. He hooked his second finger underneath each sock and slowly pulled it off, taking pics with each tug. Eventually they were off.

He buried his nose under her toes once again and was smelling even more erratically than before. This went on for a good twenty minutes and I noticed that he was hard as a rock but was still inside his boxers. He stopped again and began photographing her soles, arches, heels, toes and putting them in poses (footjob pose, soles scrunched etc) Then he stopped and put her big toe in his mouth and began sucking on it lovingly, before sucking another and another before finally having all of her toes on her right foot in his mouth.

He began to suck on them one by one before doing the same to her other foot. Then he began to lick her soles. At first it was little flicks with the tongue but then it was full licks from toes to heel. He did this for ages and then took pics of her feet again, this time all covered in his spit. Then he stood up and pulled out his cock.

His cock sliced through the air as he placed a hand on each ankle and guided her sodden and helpless feet onto his member. He pushed her arhes together as to make a hole for him to hump and he began mobing her feet back and forth, giving himself a footjob that he'd always dreamed of. He increased the speed before he exploded all over her soles. It felt like he was going forever and that with everyone of the many cumshots, he moaned and groaned even more. He stood over her feet, which were now dripping with is cum as he once again lifted the camera and began to photograph her white and cum-sodden soles before getting up to leave, swiping her dirty white socks and another pair of sport socks and heading out.

I rushed back to the bedroom and sat up as he walked in.

"Where were you?" I asked him.

"In the bathroom," he replied stuffing the socks deep into his bag.

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