Here is the rest of that story {true life by the way} for your excellent site:

As I followed her into her room, I realized I was carrying her white oxfords with me. I didn't even remember picking them up. Mrs. Lawrence flopped down on the foot of the bed nearest her closet where she kept her sexy shoe collection. My thoughts raced with the weekend I spent masturbating and playing with her shoes. I stood before this incredibly sexy lady with her shoes in my hand.

Pointing to the shoes in my hand, she smiled and said, "Oh thanks honey. I forgot about those. Just put them anywhere for now." I sat them on the floor next to her feet, all the while just gawking at those delicious peds that I had just massaged for her. Damn she had sexy feet! Those taupe colored hose made them look all that much sexier. I stood before her feeling nervous and still very excited. My cock wouldn't shrink. This lady was actually encouraging my fetish to new heights!

I went to sit at her feet and she stopped me by saying, "In there you'll find my shoes if you still want to see them." All the while, she smiled at my predicament. She knew she had me. I turned around and opened the closet door. Again the scent of her leather shoes hit me as it had the day I was in there when she was away.This was torture for me to say the least. "Get out what ever you want to see me in hon. All of them if you like."

I was flushed and didn't care now what she knew. She seemed to like it, so why not go with it I thought. I looked back at her. She smiled a knowing smile at me and again said, "Go ahead honey. It's ok with me. I think it's nice that you do this thing for me." Refering to my massages I assumed. I bent down and picked up her pumps that I removed from her feet that very first time. My head was pounding like a jackhammer with my heartbeat and my cock was saluting her and her fabulous shoe collection. I had flashbacks briefly of the weekend jerking off in her lovely shoes. I picked up a pair of silver pumps she had too.

When I turned to her she glanced at the shoes in my hands and said matter of factly, "Is that all you want to see me in? Go ahead. Get out some more. It's ok by me."

I thought I'd die of humiliation. Being so horny I was ashamed, but so hot to do this with her. It seemed to not matter if I had to confess all my desires to her. I would have done so. I set down those two pairs by her lovely nyloned peds and turned back to the closet pulling out several more pairs of her shoes. When I was done I had damn near every pair sitting in a circle at her feet. She acted as though this was the most normal thing to do.

She sat with her long sexy legs crossed one over the other. Her foot made circles in the air as she watched me unload her shoe collection and place them at her nyloned feet. She even winked at me. That sent shivers up my spine. Her dress had hiked up on her thighs a bit. As she sat there, I could plainly see the hem of her white slip with the lacy material showing and the welt of her stocking tops showing. She made no attempt to hide it from me either. What a sexy sight that was, and still is.

"You really do like my shoes don't you?" She toyed with me. "I see you picked out some of my favorite ones too." I didn't know what to say at the moment and just sat down next to her feet. My heart was in my throat. That's when something hit me. I had this overwhelming urge to lick and kiss her feet. I knew I dared not, but it did enter my mind. I wanted to see what that would be like. To taste them. To be that close to them. I thought I was losing my mind. She interrupted my thoughts when she said. "Well which ones first?" She was referring of course to he shoes that now surrounded her feet.

I didn't say a word. I just reached for the first pair closest to me, her silver spike heeled pointy toes pumps. God they were sexy. I picked them up and took hold of her delicate ankle. My hands shook wildly and she noticed. "Calm down sweety. It's ok. I understand how you must feel. Besides it is our secret. Nobody will ever know."

I was about to ejaculate in my pants again. She was actually driving me on. She stroked my hair as I sat slipping those shoes on her feet. They slid on so easy too. The stockings were making it so damn easy! "Careful sweety. Don't snag my nylons." She purred. The sound I had grown to love filled the room. Her hose against the leather of her shoes. When I had both shoes on she asked, "Well what do you think of these? Like them?" I nodded an emphatic yes! "I thought you might." She teased.

After a few minutes of her turning her feet different ways showing those sexy pumps off to me and me stroking her silken insteps and the cool leather she simply said, "Ok, next." I knew what she meant without another word. My hands went quickly to her spiked heels and slipped those gorgeous shoes off her feet. Again that sound of leather against nylon sent shock waves through me. I set those shoes aside and picked up her black pumps, the ones I had the pleasure of removing from her the first time I did her sexy feet. "Oh you like them huh?" She taunted.

Knowing they were the ones I did her feet in first, I nodded yes. I slid them on her feet. I thought for sure I was going to cum again any second now. She modeled them for me as well. Then off they came. I was about to drop to my knees and lick her insteps all over. They looked so sexy! She had really nice arches and insteps on her and those polished toes shinning through the reinforcement of her nylons drove me nuts.

"Next." She said. I slid the pretty black pumps off and picked up the next pair. White sandals with thin straps that criss crossed her toes. "Hmmmmm. Oh hon, I always liked these. They're so comfortable." She teased. I knew she wore them a lot. You could plainly see her toe marks in them and I had the pleasure of seeing them on her feet several times. She again modeled them for me and it drove me crazy, arching her toes encased in those beautiful hose.

When she sat down on the bed, I reached for her sneakers that held that sexy musky scent. I wasn't prepared for what was about to take place. I slipped the sandals off and started to slide her left sneaker on. She cleared her throat and said. "I don't think you want to put them on me honey. They make my feet smell." Her words pierced me like a pin in a balloon. I thought they smelled sexy myself.

I ignored her warning and within seconds had her tightly laced in the keds. She just sat watching me, shaking her head as I finished tying those cute sneakers on her feet. I loved how easy they went on against her hose. Just as I was ready to remove them for the next pair, the damn phone rang. "Wait here hon. I'll be right back." She went to answer the phone.

I sat surrounded by her sexy shoes. I heard her talking on the phone and played with her shoes as I waited, picking each pair up and smelling them and licking a few of them too. I never heard her hang up. When I looked up to see where she was, my tongue was sliding along the insoles of her sandals that I had just removed. She was standing there watching me with her hands on her hips smiling wickedly. I dropped the shoe I was licking and turned beet red. My heart was pounding with fear and excitement. She had busted me big time. I didn't know what to say or do. I just sat there looking at the floor..

"Well well. Does that taste good? Do you like doing that?" She asked with a sinister smile on her face. I was mortified to say the least. I just sat looking down to the floor. She sat back down on the bed and crossed those sexy legs. Her keds were inches from my face. Again she asked. "Do you like that sweety. You are really into my feet aren't you?"

I nodded yes, figuring what the hell. I needed to tell her. "Is there something else you'd like to do to my feet that you're not telling me?" Before my mind could think, I bent forward and kissed her soft silk clad instep. I almost exploded in my pants as I did so. I had never dreamed of doing such a thing. When I quickly stopped kissing her instep, now totally ashamed, she patted me on the head and said, "Please continue. I don't mind."

A moan escaped my lips. And before I knew it I was planting kisses all over her silken insteps. Pre-cum flowed freely from my cock. I never knew such intense pleasure. I found myself unlacing her left shoe as I kissed her right instep, not once daring to look at her. I slid the left ked off her foot with that musky scent hitting me like a frieght train. I had lost all control at this point. I held that foot in my hand and before I knew it I was kissing and licking her nyloned foot all over. She sort of moaned as my tongue danced across her toes. She arched them through the silky hose as I did so.

"Oh honey! That feels so wonderful." She said in a sultry voice. Before long, as I licked every inch of that foot I instinctively unlaced her other shoe and treated that foot to the same thing, licking and kissing it all over. Her salty taste made me crazy. Her scent was intoxicating beyond belief. She sat there sort of moaning as I did this and petted my head like a dog. It turned me on more. There was no turning back now. She knew everything and strangely enough I was glad that she did. After all, why not? She had lovely feet. Very arousing! Why shouldn't she be treated like this? She was indeed a Goddess.

I glanced up at her. She had a huge smile on her face and her look told me that she was indeed loving this as much as I was. "Is there anything else that you might like to do to my feet sweety?" She asked very matter of factly.

I didn't say anything at first, but then blurted out. "I'd love to feel them bare." God was I turned on!

"You would huh? Well I guess we could do something about that." She smiled at me. I looked away, my tongue still sliding across her hot soles. With that I looked up to see her undoing her garters. What a sight that is to see! She slowly rolled one stocking down to her ankle and told me to take it off the rest of the way.

The pure pleasure I was feeling could never be again felt, or so I thought. It became my lifelong quest to try to outdo each of these experiences. Still is as a matter of fact. As I peeled the nylon off, the first thing that struck me was how very soft and smooth her foot was. No rough spots. And so soft to the touch! Her legs and feet were very tan too. I sat stroking her bare foot as I admired the other one through her hose. She asked me what I thought. I told her she had very pretty feet and blushed like mad realizing what I had said. She just thanked me.

I was so close to exploding in my pants for the second time this day and at this point nothing mattered but getting off. So I just started licking her bare foot. What a difference! Her skin was so soft and smoothe. I even sucked each toe. It was then that I came in my pants again while sucking her big toe and admiring the shiny polish she graced them with. I couldn't help but moan out loud as I went off.

"Good boy." She said teasingly as she stroked my head. She knew what had just happened, but she never said it. Before this day was over I had both her bare feet in my hands and had performed my first foot worship session on a woman. Both nyloned and bare. What an incredible day it was! I learned so much that day and came like a fire hose without touching myself. She had taught me so much that day. And from that point on, we had a wonderful relationship.

Whenever the chance came along, all I need do was ask and she let me play with her feet. She was a wonderful lady and one that deserved to be treated like a queen. She never told anyone of these sessions that I know of. Thank God for that. But she did teach me so very much. I have never looked back on those days with anything but fondness.