Just Another Foot Lover Speaks Up
(Posted on Tuesday, June 25, 2002)
This story was submitted anonymously by Just Another Foot Lover.

I'm in my forties and have loved female feet for as l ong as I can remember. I recall watching women
 walking, sitting, lounging; it made no difference what age or race; if they were female and had feet, I was intrigued.

As I grew older, I became a little more discriminitory; age and race were still less relevant, but I found that I liked the feet to be clean. Pampered. Cared for. Nothing turns me on more than woman with a sexy pair of clean and soft feet, especially with a fresh coat of polish on her tender toes. Likewise, nothing is a bigger turn off than a pair of dirty and uncared for feet.

I once lived with a woman who knew full well of my love for feet. I dont neglect the rest of the body as awesome as the rest of her. When she found I liked  (loved) her feet, she began to take better care of them. The problem was that when she got mad at me over something, she’d intentionally abuse them. Walk around barefoot outside all the time, scuffing up her soles and dirtying her feet up so I wouldn’t want to mess with them. Of course this had a detrimental effect on our sex life because I would then stop giving her as much attention, not just her feet but the rest of her
too.

That was a long time ago. I now have a girlfriend who is  trying to understand my love for feet. I met her online and confessed all my quirks to her immediately. Hell, there was no risk; if we turned each other off before we met, had we lost anything?

Her reaction to learning of my foot fetish was pretty unique and practical minded. She didn’t understand and her  comment was something like They’re just feet.
But she has also proven that she understands my need and is willing to allow for it. She still hasn’t got her feet to the point of perfection, but does try to keep them clean and the nails polished. She doesn’t walk around outside barefoot, but will still do all her housework that way. She knows that when we make love, at some point, I’m going to be kissing and licking her soles and probably sucking her toes. I don’t go too overboard on it yet as we’ve only been together a few months, but its getting easier and more natural for her to accept.

Another good thing; whenever we are sitting on the sofa together, she’s began to keep her legs curled up were my hand can find her foot. She has taken to stroking my legs with her feet whenever she can. If we happen to be sitting at the table after a cup of coffee her feet are likely to end up in my lap for a gentle rub as I just allow my hands and fingers to drag and dance across the tender skin that is (one of) the best parts of the female body.

I’m not sure just how much she actually enjoys my attention to her feet, but I know she enjoys my attention. For me, the secret is to not limit myself. This woman is strikingly beautiful and her body feels like it was built to suit me. I try to not neglect the more traditional parts. I do know that she’s most proud of her breasts and I have to force myself to not neglect them. Not that I don’t like them, but give me five minutes and tell me I can suck her nipples or her toes; well you know where I’m going!