Ever since I was a little kid I've always had a foot fetish. I love the smell of a well worn shoe and the look of a female's foot in sexy high heels. It started when I was really young. I would play under the table and my aunts would have their shoes off. They would put their feet in my face and the smell was pretty intense.

I'm older now but I still have a foot fetish. My neighboor, whom we'll call "Judy" is an older woman with three kids and a husband. She has a fantastic body for an older women> Her feet are about a size 7. During the summer months she is always walking around in open toe sandals which, believe you me, drives a horny 18 year old crazy. I've wasted plenty a load watching her from the window while she parades around in her sandals.

One day while her husband was working, and Judy had taken the kids out for the day, I noticed she had left a pair of her shoes out on the back porch. I had to find out what her feet smelled like, so I jumped the fence to get closer. The shoes were a pair of well worn leather sandals. They had the imprints of her feet in them, so I took one of the shoes and raised it to my face. I inhaled the sweet smell of Judy's feet. The smell was intoxicating. I had an instant hard-on which I had to take care of immediately. So I unzipped my pants and started stroking my rock hard cock while smelling Judys sandals. I must have lost myself in ectasy because I never heard Judy's car pull up until I heard the back porch door open.

My whole life flashed before my eyes. "My parents will find out I'm a pervert and the whole neighboorhood will know." I thought to myself.

Judy caught me of course. She just stood there with her hands on her hips and a wicked smile on her face. "Why don't you come inside. I have something for you." Judy said. I zipped up my pants and followed Judy Inside not knowing what to expect. Judy explained to me that she dropped the kids off at summer camp and how it was just the two of us. I had a strange, but good feeling that I wasn't in trouble. Judy told me to have a seat on the couch. "I want to go upstairs. I have something for you." She told me.

When she came down the stairs my hard-on was back . She was wearing a garter belt and bra, black stockings and a pair of high heeled open toed shoes. "Go ahead." She said. "Take your cock out and play with yourself for me."

So that's exactly what I did while she paraded around me. I asked her if I could smell her feet. She sat on the couch and I got down on my knees and started kissing her shoes and her toes. She started to squirm on the couch, so I slid off her shoes and started kissing her stockinged feet. She started playing with my cock and balls with her other foot. I was about to explode. I started to kiss her legs all the way up to her pussy as she jerked me off with both of her feet. I took her dripping wet panties off and had my face buried in her muff, and she kept stroking away with her feet.

I couldnt take it anymore. I shot a hot load of white cum all over her pretty stockinged feet and legs. I continued eating her until she screamed for mercy. She later explained to me how her husband never understood her needs and how she was in her sexual prime and how she needed someone young to keep up with her. We agreed to schedule weekly encounters. She also said she would leave her well worn shoes out back so that i could smell them when she wasn't home.