Classroom Foot Fun
(Published on Thursday, October 3, 2002)
This story was submitted by BPM875@aol.com.

This is my story, and it is completely true.

When I was a senior in high school, I had the biggest crush on a girl named Terri.  Tall, with blond hair and big blue eyes and amazing legs. I had been into her for years, but never got up the nerve to do anything about it. We were pretty good friends, but I never could get up the nerve to push for anything more. Until one day...

We were in economics class, one of the last days before Christmas break, and we were the only two students in the back of the classroom that day (my school was very small). The teacher was at the front sitting at her desk, and we were supposed to be studying for a final in another class. The teacher was working on grades and was really paying no attention to us. Terri was sitting in the desk next to me and she had her legs crossed. I was staring at those amazing legs. She was wearing white flats with a low cut so I could see her arch. It looked perfect, but I wanted to see more.

While she was reading her book, I leaned over and ran a pencil along the arch of her foot. She jumped back, surprised, and then laughed and told me that it had felt really good, and that she liked being tickled like that. With all the courage I could muster, I reached over and grabbed her foot by the heel and brought it up the seat of my desk, which was now facing hers.  Her foot was in between my legs and I started lightly stroking my fingers across the top of her foot.  I could tell she loved it. After about 10 minutes of that, I gently pulled on her shoe, so it would slide off the back of her heel. As I did this, she pulled her foot out of the shoe completely and put it back on my seat where it was.

Now I had her bare foot completely to myslef, with nothing but complete access to every inch of it. I massaged, stoked, and tickled every part of that foot. I especially spent a lot of time with her toes. They were long, perfect in every way, completely symmetrical. I could tell by the way she sighed that she REALLY liked it when I ran my finger between her toes.

"God, I could let you do this all day," she said. "I especially like it when you do my toes."

Looking at the clock, I saw that I had about 15 minutes left, and I knew they would go by fast, so I made my move. While she had her eyes closed, I put my finger to my mouth and wet my finger with saliva, getting it very wet. I put my finger back down to her foot and slid it in between her first and second toe, and then bewteen the second and third. When I did this, she opened her eyes and looked at me. I thought playtime was over.

"My toes feel wet," she said, "What is that, spit?"

I told her it was, and made up some B.S. excuse about the wetness making it easier to get between her toes. To my surprise, she closed her eyes and said, "That feels AMAZING!"

I continued with my fingers and saliva, getting her toes soaked with it. I wanted so badly to lean over and take her toes into my mouth, but I knew there was no way I would get away with that, with the teacher in the room. When the bell rang, we got up to leave, and she smiled and said, "Thank you for the massage, but we have a problem."

"What problem," I asked. "Well, you never got to do the other foot. What are we going to do about that?"

I laughed and told her that we should make plans for it, and she said that would be great. Who would have guessed that my foot fetish would lead to me getting to date the hottest girl in my school for almost a year?

This is my first story. I have lots more to write, but I would love to hear any comments or suggestions from anyone, especially women.  Thanks.