A College Foot Fetish Tryst

Published early on our Previews page on Wednesday, November 5, 2025.

Official publication date for the main page of our site: Friday, November 7, 2025.

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I was in college when I first enjoyed the pleasure of having my feet worshiped. I'll never forget it. After being out on the town drinking all night with a bunch of friends, I ended up falling asleep in my dorm room's bathtub.

Luckily for me, one of my roommates got back home with her boyfriend not long after I had fallen asleep. When they saw what happened after my roommate's boyfriend needed to pee, they helped lift me out of the bathtub, and they helped get me into bed.

I was sober enough to hear them talk about me, and I could tell that they thought I had passed out because of what they were saying.

"You know you want to touch them," I heard her say to him in a whisper.

"Of course I do," he whispered back. "She has really sexy feet."

"She sure does," my roommate replied.

"So how often do you massage her feet?" He asked.

"A lot," she told him.

It was true. She loves massaging my feet, and I love having her massage them. She often puts me to sleep while massaging them.

"Can you massage them now?" He asked. "I'd love to watch."

"Why don't you massage them, and I'll watch," she teased.

"Let's massage them together," he told her.

"Okay," she replied. "I'd like that."

When they started massaging my feet together, it felt incredible. I don't know why I felt compelled to say anything, but I did.

Startling them, I'm sure, I blurted out, "That feels really good! Thank you."

"Oh, you're awake!" My roommate exclaimed while both of them stopped massaging my feet. "How are you feeling?"

"I was feeling great until you stopped massaging my feet," I told her with a laugh. "Please don't make me beg for it."

"No begging necessary," she replied. "You know I love giving you foot massages."

"I know you do," I acknowledged, "and I love getting them from you."

"And you're okay having both of us giving you a foot massage together?" She asked.

I was obviously okay with it, so I told her, "I'm loving it, so yeah, I'm okay with it. I just hope neither of you will be offended if I fall asleep from it."

"Not at all," she replied. "I like putting you asleep with a foot massage."

"Then my feet are yours," I told her. "Have at it!"

Her boyfriend didn't say a single word. I guess he didn't want to jinx a good thing. The dual foot massage actually did put me to sleep, though, so I suppose you could say that I missed out on that pleasure. On the other hand, for the first time ever, I go to wake up to both of them worshiping my feet together.

The sensation of having two people sucking my toes at the same time was extraordinary! Not wanting to interrupt a good thing, I pretended to remain in a dead sleep.

The next day I thanked my roommate for pretty much saving me from drowning in the bathtub, and for putting me to sleep with a dual foot massage. Then I teasingly told her that I had the most arousing wet dream when I dreamed that two people were sucking my toes at the same time.

"That's a hot dream!" She exclaimed without admitting what she and her boyfriend did. "Maybe you'll have the same dream again soon."

"It can't be soon enough," I replied with a laugh.

That's when our foot fetish threesome became a thing between us. Luckily for us, a 3rd roommate we had often slept over at her boyfriend's place just like she did the night of our first tryst.