My name is Amanda and I have a foot fetish. I love admiring the toes of other girls. In fact, I'm infatuated with my own feet! They're just so cute! I also LOVE being tickled. My feet are extremely ticklish and it just drives me wild! It took me a while to find a guy with a foot fetish, but I finally found one in February of my senior year in high school. One day he just happened to mention that he liked feet. I just smiled and kept my little secret because prom was coming up and I wanted to wait until then to let him know about it.

I was really looking forward to prom, not only because it was a night of love, but because at our school 99.9% of all the girls who went to prom wore open-toed shoes. I had a blast admiring everyone's feet. Looking around, I noticed only two or three girls with closed shoes. I, myself, was wearing white, strappy sandals with a 2 1/2 inch heel. It was my favorite pair of dress sandals because you could see all ten of my toes when I wore them. I have 22 pairs of shoes: one pair of boots, one pair of gym shoes and twenty pairs of sandals (I show my feet off a lot).

We left the prom at about 12:30. He was about to take me home when I asked if we could park somewhere and make out in the back seat. He happily agreed to this and drove to an old convenience store which was closed. He parked in the back which was hidden from the view of the street. We got in the back and made out for a few minutes. Then I said to him, "Would you give me a footrub?" A smile came over his face as I put my sandal-clad feet into his lap.

He knew what it was I really wanted. He took my sandals off and began to rub my feet with a passion. Then he started to play with my toes and run the palm of his hand up and down the soles of my feet. I could tell that he wanted to do more than that, so I encouraged him to suck my toes. He managed to get all five toes of my left foot in his mouth. He started sucking and I also felt his tongue licking my toes while they were inside his mouth. Then he did the same with the other foot. Pretty soon, he began to lick my soles.

Generally, he was having oral sex with my feet. All the while, I was sitting there enjoying this, but I wanted to be tickled, long and hard. I told him this and he said that he was just saving the best for last. He dried my feet off with a small towel and got some rope out of the trunk. Even more exciting! Now I get to be a prisoner too! He tied my feet together at the ankles, my legs together at the knees, and my hands behind my back. Then it began.

He ran his fingers all around my sensitive soles. No part of my feet were safe. I was laughing uncontrollably the whole time, but I was enjoying it. He tickled and tickled and tickled, stopping every few minutes so I could catch my breath from all the giggling. After about an hour, yes, an hour, he stopped and we decided that it was time to go home. That was the greatest night of my life. I wish that it could've lasted forever. I've had other tickling experiences since then, but none of them hold a candle to this one. The only thing that would top it would be if my feet were tickled for twenty-four hours straight! I would really enjoy it!