A Summer Evening With Ashley
(Posted on Wednesday, October 11, 2000)
This story was submitted by Foot Guy.

It was about 10 days past the graduation party where Ashley and I had met. By popular demand I will tell you more about Ashley. To let you capture the full image of Ashley, I will begin now. Ashley as you know is 5'6". She has shoulder length medium brown hair with blue eyes. Continuing down, for those who may be concerned, Ashley is a C cup. She likes to keep herself toned with a tight tummy and small apple of an ass. Ashley likes to keep her skin toned with a nice medium as much as possible. Her legs are muscular, but not manly. Don’t get the wrong idea. This brings us down to her dainty, beautiful size 6 feet. Mind me as I take a separate paragraph for her feet.

Ashley’s feet have to be probably the best pair of feet I have ever seen. She is not committed to nail polish which is good because I usually don’t like nail polish unless it is done right. Her toes are in perfect decent from big toe to the smallest. And the best part is, her toes are not “swollen” looking like some toes that I have seen.

Now we move beyond her toes, around and down under her feet. These soles are perfect! No calluses or rough spots. They wrinkle just right when she flexes them out straight. She has arches that are sculpted so perfectly. Most girls have rough heels, but she hated that and made sure that they are always soft. Especially now for me! Also Ashley is very ticklish and she hates this cause she knows it gives me power.

And now I will explain Ashley’s attitude because from the e-mail I have received, there are mixed reactions to her personality type. I admit that Ashley is quite complex. She is very confident of herself and knows what she wants. This is a key element as to what makes her sexy. This also can give people the impression that she is snobby. I thought she was snobby at first too, before I got to know her. She also has this thing with playing to people’s insecurities as you will see in this next experience.  And now. . . Part 2.

So once again it was 10 days past the party. Some friends were getting together to watch a movie and hang out being that the parents were away. At 7 p.m. there were 6 of us. We got lots of snack foods and beer which we brought out to the living room. Eventually we all got into the living room and found seats around the room. Ashley and I were seated on a couch together off to the side. We each grabbed a beer. We were waiting for John to get back from the movie store.

Tonight Ashley was not in work apparel. She was sporting a nice off-white t-shirt with blue jeans, white socks and my favorite black boots. These rode 6 inches up under the bottom of her jeans (if that’s understandable). They have a zipper that goes down the inside of them right to the arch. Now remember that nothing had happened since the graduation party. She had been busy with work just like myself and we only spoke on the phone. We sat together on this couch and chatted with each other and the others at the get together.

About 5 minutes in, Ashley decided to rest one of her calves on my knee. This time I was ready for her subtle attacks. After more conversation, she let the other leg also join in by lounging it on my lap. I gave her a look that only she understood. I didn’t say it out loud, but my eyes told her, “No, don’t do this here.”

What would this look be though without a return look? Her eyes said right back at me, “Oh, I am gonna do whatever I want and you can’t stop me!” She pulled both feet up to her so that she was sort of in a ball. Ashley then pulled up her right pant leg, unzipped her boot and placed it next to my arm. She did the same with the other boot. People were talking with each other, so no one really noticed fully what was going on. Once again, she rested her soft socked feet on my lap. I just smirked. It was my only option. She damn well knew that she was putting me in a very compromising situation and she loved it!

“Ya gonna rub my feet?” She softly asked me.

“Ashley come on. Why do you have to do this now?” I muttered. I was getting embarrassed. I knew that I shouldn’t have said that.

“Does anyone here want to rub my feet?” Ashley announced.  I couldn’t believe it.

“If you bring me a beer, sure.” Tim said from across the room.

Ashley lifted her feet from my lap and pranced over to Tim with a beer in hand. Son of a bitch! And if that wasn’t enough, she had to rub it in my face by looking at me the whole time. Here I was on this couch watching Tim massage Ashley’s feet. “I think I’m gonna go back over there now,” referring to me. “He looks lonely over there.”

“K, thanks for the beer.” Tim replied.

She came back over to me, grabbing a blanket on her way. “Hi, honey.” She said. I was mad I guess and she knew it. “Oh, mad at me now?” She asked as she smiled while throwing the cover over us. Again her feet found their way to my lap like there was beacon. She grabbed her pack of cigarettes and lit one up. She knew that she was in control without a doubt. She began rubbing her heel into my crotch. “Feels good doesn’t it.” She asked, knowing full well the answer.

I looked at her. She gave a big grin, blowing smoke at me. I flicked my finger under her sole a couple times. She just giggled. I had to feed into this. I had no other choice really. I pushed a finger into the top of her left sock. Bare in mind that the movie had started, so everyone there was really watching the movie. As inconspicious as I could be, I peeled that sock off. God that foot felt nice in my hands.

“Good boy.” She smiled. Her foot was warm and soft. “One more to go.” She said kind of loudly.

Jen looked over. “One what?”

“Oh shit.”  I thought to myself.

“Cigarette.” She answered back. “Don’t worry about it Jen.” I laughed out loud. I grabbed her other sock. I pulled this off more aggressively. From there I stroked the tops of both feet together using my fingers and palm. Her feet felt really nice. She grabbed the pillow under her for her head and flipped over on her stomach which caused her soles to be face up. Being how ticklish her soles were, I didn’t how to go about this.

Suddenly I felt her toes trying to undo my button on my pants. Ashley managed to get a button undone, but I knew I’d have to help with the zipper. From there she knew what to do. I tried to pretend that I was watching the film. It was hard when a girl is playing with your cock with her feet. She flipped over on her back again, I guess for better maneuvering.

I couldn’t see anything that was happening being that we were under a blanket. I could feel her toes on one foot massaging my balls. I was tickling her sole with my cock! She was softly laughing to herself. Jen looked over again. “Oh don’t worry. He’s just tickling me.” Ashley said giggling.

I couldn’t believe she had said that. Jen nodded and continued watching the movie. I could feel that I was gonning to soon erupt. I was going to erupt in a room with all of these people!

“He’s such a tickler. He loves tickling me.” She told Jen. I was wide-eyed at her boldness. That did it. That was the final straw. I grabbed one of her socks in my lap and put it on my cock. I shot hot cum all over the inside of that sock. Ashley knew what had happened. I could tell because she blew me a kiss. “Oh, stopped tickling now because he came. Sometimes that happens.” She told Jen.

“Very funny.” I said giving her another tickle with my foot. For the remainder of the movie, I kept her bare feet in my lap, just petting them and caressing them.