1. First Erotic Story [Teen Foot Fetish] [M/F]


    Date: 8/26/2015, Categories: Fiction, Boys/Teen Female, Erotica, Foot or shoe fetish, Male / Female Teens, Male / Females, Author: xLexiV, Rating: 57.1, Source: sexstories.com

    She wasn't the thinnest girl in school, but her pale skin, blonde hair and blue eyes had something about them that kept me from getting my eyes off her. Her breasts were hardly large and her ass was quite flat, to be honest, but I was dying to see her naked body and feel every square inch of it. We were at the club with a bunch of friends and, although we never talked much, I asked her if she wanted to get some air, so we headed out of the already-boring club that played the same shitty music every night. She wasn't wearing very high heels, but her shoes made her just a tiny bit taller than I was. Her top was quite short, so you could see a couple of inches of her belly. Girls her size would try to hide that, but it wasn't off-putting by any means – nothing dangling over her high-waist tight jeans, so she looked alright. All of a sudden, probably because of the few drinks I had earlier on, I kissed her. It wasn't too passionate or hot, but her lips felt right. They were thin and soft and I enjoyed it, so we ended up making out for a couple of minutes outside the club. Some of our friends came out of the club too and I asked them if they felt like hanging out at my place, since I didn't really have any plans with her and I was in the mood for some late-night chatting and laughing with them. They couldn't decide and they ended up going home, saying they were too tired to do any more drinking. She looked awkwardly at me as everyone else left and shyly asked: "Sooo, what do we ...
    do now?" "We could still go to my place." "Well, I'm not sure... I mean, I told my parents I would be home by 2 AM..." I took her by the hand, walked to a taxi and held the door open for her. I gave the driver my address, to which she chuckled. I told her we could just talk and drink some wine. As we got home, she took of her shoes and I brought the wine. She complained about her feet hurting after spending multiple hours dancing around wearing heels. Since she was sitting on the sofa next to me, with her legs curled up underneath her, I reached to grab her left foot and offered a massage. She quickly pulled it back, saying: "Nooo, my feet must smell horribly after wearing those shoes all night." In response to that, I grabbed her foot once again and said "Come on, it can't be that bad" while sticking my nose right in her sole to smell it. She laughed and asked, really confused: "What are you doing?" "You have pretty feet." I said, while staring at her small, chubby toes. She had no nail polish on, and her toenails weren't freshly cut. I took a sniff of her other foot. They were both sweaty and sticky and gave off quite a strong smell. I started licking her right sole; her heel was quite rough and hard, but her arch was surprisingly soft and just as pale as the rest of her skin. She had a tiny amount of lint in between her toes, probably from wearing socks earlier in the day. I didn't mind and kept licking. As I got to the top of her toes, I started sucking them, starting with ...
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