After Dinner Dessert
(Published on Wednesday, September 18, 2002)
This story was submitted by Ashley.

Editor's Note: The author here has confirmed two different e-mail addresses
with us, so don't get too confused about it. How many of use use more than one
e-mail address, right?  Obviously Ashley uses both lopsey15@hotmail.com
and AshDutschke@aol.com, so have fun with your e-mail replies to her. 

Hello! My name is Ashley and I have been a fan of www.greatfeet.com for about a year or so now, and I finally thought I would share a story with you all that took place about 2 months ago.

I was at home when all the sudden I get a call from my boyfriend, (for this sake we'll call him Brandon). He calls and mentions we should get together and go out on a date. I said, "Okay, but give me an hour."

He said to dress nice, almost formal.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"You'll see babe. It's a surprise!"

I was now excited and had no clue what to wear, so I went through my closet and found a very formfitting, sleek black dress, with thin straps and cut pretty low, so I thought this would look 'nice enough.' I searched my floor for my 2 inch black pumps and decided not to wear any nylons since I had painted my toenails a candy apple red the night before, also because Brandon had somewhat of a foot fetish. It was something I didn't understand at first, but grew to like and now have one of my own for male feet.

But moving on to the story, after I was finally dressed and had my makeup on and hair was done, I sprayed on a light mist of Cashmere Mist, a fragrance Brandon loved. I waited. He was on time, 7:00 p.m., and he had always been very prompt.
He looked amazing in a dark suit, wearing my favorite red silk tie, and also wearing the polo cologne I had bought him for his birthday.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"You'll just have to wait and see. It's a surprise!"

"Okay," I said and we got in his car and left.

This was really a surprise so far for me because Brandon was usually telling me where we were going at least two days before we would go, so I was nervous as to what he had in store for me. When we finally arrived at the place, I noticed it from passing it every day on my way to work, it was a very formal place, and also quite expensive from what I've heard. I myself have never been there.

We walked in and waited to be escorted to a table. When the waiter came and said, "Your table is over here," it was in the far corner where almost no one could see, for it was surrounded by expensive painted glass.

When we got there, we ordered our drinks and dinners and waited patiently to receive them. I crossed my legs just enough to let Brandon see my candy apple red toes, and when he did notice them, he automatically complimented me on them and took my foot into his lap. He took off my shoe and began caressing my toes and gently began tickling my foot. It all ended when we heard the waiter coming back with our food and drinks and he quickly dropped my foot on the floor with a loud, "Thud!"

"Ahh!" I whimpered not expecting the drop. After the waiter left, he immediately picked up my abandoned foot and began rubbing it slowly, begging for forgiveness while kissing my toes and sucking my arch softly. Until we thought it was high time, we finally ate, so we did. While we were finishing, there was some lovely soft music playing and many couples getting up to dance> We also got up to dance, and Brandon swung me in his arms swaying back and forth to the You Light Up My Life song by Leanne Rimes.

While the music was playing, a very large guy who had gotten a little tipsy from the wine he had, started bumping into everyone that was dancing, including me. As he came by us, Brandon tried to pull me away from him, but instead he grabbed me by the arms and started twirling me around the floor, stepping all over my poor toes. Brandon finally decided to stop laughing and took me back. I was feeling like a bathroom towel, my feet were so sore from that man stepping all over them. I went back to the booth, to sit and take my shoes off. Instead of going back to the booth, Brandon suggested it was time we left, and I made my way out to the car, painful steps the whole way.

As we got inside, the first thing I did was to take my shoes off. I began rubbing my bruised toes. When my escort saw what I was doing, and offered to help, I quickly obliged and stuck my foot in his lap. He began to massage it and then both feet at the same time. They felt a little better, and Brandon started sucking my toes and licking all over my soles. I was in heaven! I had a very sexy man to do basically anything I wanted, so I took advantage of the idea, and started rubbing his cock with my heel.

He was already rock hard and before it got too far, he said, "Lets go back to your apartment and finish."

We went back to my apartment, and as we walked in, I sat on my bed. He sat and picked up my feet and began taking off my shoes and kissing my toes. Brandon was determined to leave no spot unkissed. After he was done with my toes, he moved onto my ball and arch, then my heel, and began gently nibbling on it, moving his way up again to my toes, chewing on each one and licking in between them. When he was done with that foot, he took off his clothes and helped me out of mine.

"I want to feel your silky feet on my cock,” said Brandon.

I complied and got into the right position. I placed my feet around his dick, which wasn’t hard with my size 7's. My feet worked skillfully around his 8" cock. Up and down, Brandon was moaning in pleasure. I put the head of his dick between my big toe and 2nd toe, and worked him, stroking his shaft while my toes on my right foot played and gently massaged his cum-filled balls.

I kept this up for ten minutes, switching my feet every few minutes, until he came all over my feet and toes, splattering up to the calf of my leg. Brandon lay there for a minute to catch his breath, and I got to my feet and started licking up his own cum off of my feet, swallowing every drop. We then fucked, and I gave him the best blowjob of his life.

After we were through, we had a little snack, and lay on the couch to talk and watch some TV. Then I thought I should explore this newfound foot fetish I had learned to develop for his feet. For all you ladies who like male feet, you would love his! They are perfect, size 10 medium length toes, sort of chubby, but not too much, baby soft soles, his toes are perfectly proportioned and well -rounded, not square or crooked like some male feet. I was lying in his arms and got up and went to the end of the sofa. He had socks on then, so I picked up his foot, took his sock off and started massaging his perfect feet.

Brandon asked, "Whatcha' doing baby?"

"Just exploring," I answered back as I continued rubbing his soft toes. I finally built up the courage and started kissing and licking them. His feet tasted great! This by the way was the first time exploring my own foot fetish.

By this time I had his first three toes in my mouth, starting with his pinky. Gently sucking and licking in-between them, I saw his hand slip down into his boxers. "This feels so good. Why haven’t you ever tried it before Hun?" He asked me.

"Well, I don’t know. I was scared, I guess."

"No reason to be scared. I like you doing it, and I like worshipping your beautiful feet." At the sound of that, I stuck my right foot in his lap for attention. As soon as it got there, he picked it up and started cleaning my soles with his tongue. I was doing the same with his foot. I licked up the side and across all five of his toes and down the other side into his deep arch. I was now sucking and chewing on his arch and along the flat side of his foot like it was a piece of candy.

Now I had finally found a favorite spot on the male foot, and that would have to be that funny little ticklish part where your toes connect to the foot. And that’s the place where I went next. Sucking on his gorgeous toes and licking in between them, we kept this up until we both came. Finally we went to sleep and I woke up the next morning to Brandon between my legs. But that’s a different story. 

I hope you enjoyed my story, in which all events were all true.