“Smell my feet, you little pervert. I want them to be the ONLY thing you smell,” Noelle said condescendingly. “AND don’t touch my feet with your hands!”
I only moaned in return. I don’t know how long she kept me on the floor with her feet covering my face, but I couldn’t get enough. The soft texture of the nylons mixed with her sweat continued to make me ache. I desperately wanted to touch her highly arched feet but I didn’t want to disobey the young goddess dominating me.
After what seemed like a good hour, she had enough of me being her footstool.
“You’ve been such a good little foot boy,” she teased me as she talked. “I think you have earned the right to worship my feet with only your tongue now.”

Sidney ordered me to get down on the floor and kiss the tops of her feet. Being aroused already, I went ahead and did it. After planting kisses all over the tops of her feet, she lifted them up so that I was looking up at her soles. They had been barefoot in her heels, then around the house, and then outdoors, for about an hour now, and they were dirtier than I had ever remembered them being. Before I had time to admire them any further, she stepped her dirty foot right onto my face and told me to lick it clean, just like in the foot fetish video we had watched. I couldn’t say no, stuck my tongue out, and went to work.

Salma had been a girlfriend of mine, a real beauty, and she was very dominant. Salma was so dominant, in fact, that at first I was hesitant to open up about any of my fetishes at all, because I knew she would use them against me, and it kind of scared me how much control I might put into her hands by giving her such power over me. Eventually, though, during some hot sex, I caved and started sucking on her toes. When I came to that I opened my eyes and looked up at her, and she was staring down at me, knowingly, with a wicked smile. I was both frightened and turned on enough to go for another round…

Your heart begins to pound from the moment you lay eyes on Sydney. From her haughty demeanor to her long sexy legs and highly arched feet she is a goddess worthy of devotion. You savor the delicious taste of her lightly flavored feet, the soft flesh, the rolling arches and the curves of the balls of her feet and the succulent toes. Her big toe is soft and pink, and the four little ones curve to form a perfect, flawless shape that you find to be ultimately erotic.

The butterfly tattoo on the top of her foot draws attention to her perfectly arched feet, along with her beautiful ankles. She extends her foot outward, expecting your kisses and licks, the creases of her soles fold and the balls of her feet have that line down the middle, which forms two perfect, plump, pink balls.

She issues a command, “Lick them until I tell you to stop….NOW!”

Gloria’s magnificent size 9 soles dangle above your head as you kneel at the foot of the bed. She teasingly flexes her soles, and alternates that with arching them, all the while gazing at your reaction with her seductive bedroom eyes.

“May I please make out with your beautiful, soft feet Gloria?” you plead.

“Pull down your pants, kneel on the towel and use this oil to jerk off for me,” she replies, tossing her silky, dark hair behind her head. She rolls around so her stomach is on the bed and her soles are upright.

“Lick the heels, and bite them gently and then I want you to suck my toes until you are ready to cum, but first you must beg for permission.”

“Yes ma’am, Gloria,” you say as you quickly comply with her demands.