Sam's Feet
      Submitted on 04/21/05


Hello everyone it's Susan again and this time I've got another early 
experience to tell you about. I was about 15 at the time and was becoming a little 
more confident in myself and foot fetish. By this time I had already told Lauren 
about it and had more than a few experiences with her, but there was another 
girl that I hadn't meant to tell but it had kind of slipped. Her name was Sam, 
Sam was about 5'5, pale skinned, blonde hair, and wasn't the most gorgeous 
looking girl in the world. She had found out about my foot fetish from a slip of 
my tongue when I had told her a pair of shoes she had on made her feet look sexy.
She then got curious from that one remark and kept on pushing me until I 
finally cracked and revealed the fact that I liked female feet. When Sam found 
out she had just said "oh" and hadn't really brought it up since the day I 
told her, that was until one day. It was during lunch and I was hanging out with 
my regular group of friends, Sam wasn't a person I talked to everyday but only 
every once in a while. Anyway there I was talking with all my friends when 
she came up and walked right next to me and said "so how are they?"  At first I 
didn't know what she was talking about until I looked down and saw that she 
had taken off her shoes. This was the first time I had every seen her  feet 
outside of her shoes and there her size 8 socked feet were there before me.  I 
just smiled and replied "they're nice" and went back to talk to the other girls 
not really wanting to make it obvious that I liked feet since other then Sam, 
Lauren was the only one to know. Sam then put her shoes back on and walked away 
just as the bell rang, I got up grabbed my books and headed for my next class 
wondering what that was all about. I didn't really talk to Sam for about a 
month or so after that, at least not a full blown conversation I exchanged HI's 
with her in the hall but nothing more then that. It wasn't until one day when 
I was stuck staying after school and had nothing better do other then walked 
around the school. As I walked I noticed Sam sitting at a table all alone 
writing down something in her book, I figured to kill some time I'd go and talk to 
her for a while. I sat down and said "hey Sam what you doing?" She looked up 
from her work and answered "oh hey Susan, nothing really just trying to figure 
out some math problems Mr. Bishop gave us." I nodded and understood why Sam 
had a trussed face on for Mr. Bishop was the advance math teacher and from what 
I_had heard was very hard. "Even though I doubt it'll help much I can try to 
help you out if you want" I said as I scooted my seat next to hers so I could 
see her math problems. She again looked up from her work and replied "thank you 
so much at this point I'm willing to accept any help possible." As I looked 
at the work I became kind of surprised that she stuck on those problems for 
they were rather simple to do, I then started to show and tell her about how 
those problems can be made easy by doing a little something I made up. She caught 
on pretty fast and in no time finished all her problems, I looked at the clock 
and saw that only about twenty minutes had passed and I still had about an 
hour and a half to wait. So I made small talk with Sam talking about teachers 
and just life in general. We talked for a few minutes until Sam accidentally hit 
her foot into my leg and the apologized "oh I'm sorry." I just answered "oh 
it's no problem" as I lightly tapped her leg with my foot and then said "now 
we're equal." She then complained "that's not fair, I didn't it on accident and 
anyway you probably liked it!" I just laughed and continued to lightly hit my 
foot onto her leg, she soon joined in and was tapping her foot against my leg. 
I then reached my hand down and grabbed her foot and slipped her shoe right 
off "well that takes care of that" I said as I placed her foot onto my lap. I 
then looked down at her sock  foot and kind of studied it even though she had 
socks on I could tell that she had short toes and she had an almost perfectly 
arched foot. She then wiggled her toes as I looked at her foot in a way to get 
my attention I then turned back to her blushing a little. She then asked "so 
what makes you like feet as much as you do?" I just turned my head away a 
little and replied "I'm not really sure I just think that they are things of true 
beauty." She next lifted her foot out of my lap and placed it directly onto 
of the table and asked "what do you find beautiful about my feet ... if 
anything." I just smiled and answered her while garbing her foot and pointing it out 
I said "well her your toes are small and short of stubby a good thing for a 
person like myself for that means all your toes would easily fit into my mouth. 
Then there is the arch of your foot which is more or less a one of the best 
looking arch I've ever seen." I then blushed madly again realizing what I had 
just said, I just put on a stupid smile and looked at her to see what she would 
say. She looked at her foot with a curious look on her face and asked in a 
curious voice "is that everything?" I just looked at her and replied "well every 
thing that I can point out from just seeing your foot still in its sock and 
everything." "Oh well here this'll give you something to go on then"she said as 
she reached down and pulled her sock off to reveal her barefoot. There her 
foot was I wouldn't say it was an ugly foot but nor would I say it was the best 
looking I had ever seen either.  Her foot was even more pale then herself, her 
soles were very red, her toes were painted a weird lime green color and each 
of her toes glistened with sweat.  It took me a minute before I again started 
to point out good qualities of her feet. I took hold of her foot which was very 
hot and sweat and began saying "well you see here like I said you have a very 
nice Archie and then your soles are very smooth as though they've never been 
walked upon." "OK cool I was just always curious of what you thought of mine" 
she said as she started to take her foot off the table and grab for her sock. 
I knew I had to act fast if I wanted to continue to view her foot and if I 
wanted to at least get a smell of it so I quickly said "hey there's something I'd 
like to find out about your feet."  "What's that," she asked with another 
curious smile upon her face, I grabbed her foot and held it in my hands and said 
"do you think I could possibly ... smell your feet?" She looked at me in a 
weird way and replied "you wanted to smell MY feet? Well, if you really want to 
go ahead I don't know why you'd want to smell feet anyway but be my guest." 
With that I gave a slight nod and a smile and raised her foot slowly to my face, 
as I did so she spread her toes for me to insert my nose right between the her 
big toe which I did. I then took a big sniff of her pure raunchy foot odor, I 
don't know if I had ever smelled anything so strong at the time. Her feet 
smelled so much more compared to Lauren's who until that moment had been the only 
persons I had really smelled their feet on purpose before. Even though the 
foot scent seemed rather foul at first it made me still want to come back and 
get another sniff, which I did, and then a third, and then a fourth. Before I 
knew it I was sniffing her feet uncontrollably, in all honesty the foul 
raunchiness of her feet was an addictive smell which just made you come back for more 
until you were under a spell of lust. I couldn't stop myself and found my nose 
trailed up and down her feet and rubbing the soft arch of her foot with my 
nose every time. Eventually I couldn't take it anymore and I whipped out my 
tongue onto her addictive toes, the taste being even more foul and raunchy then 
the smell was ten times more addictive. When I did take my tongue out and start 
twirling it around her toes, I heard her give off a sort of cooing noise. I 
started to run my tongue between her toes where I found the taste of her foot to 
be magnified by some many times compared to any other part of her foot. As I 
continued through her toes I picked up pieces of dried skin and I think a 
little lint as well, but I didn't mind the taste of her delicious toes were almost 
too much for me to handle. I lost completely control of myself and went into 
a sweaty lustful mode where my only goal was to keep licking foot.  I licked 
her right foot until the only thing I could taste anymore was my own saliva, I 
quickly reached down grabbed her other foot and ripped off her shoe and sock. 
I heard her giggle as she saw how desperate I was to be at her feet 
smelling and licking them. I was only really starting to get into her other foot 
when she pulled it away suddenly. I looked up and saw her smiling and waving her 
feet in front of me almost taunting me with them. She then put her socks back 
and then her shoes grabbed her books smiled at me and said "thanks but I got 
to go now see you later, maybe we can do it again sometime." With that she left 
me alone sitting at that table with sweat over my face and her raunchy foot 
taste in my mouth.

Sorry for not updating recently but I hope you enjoyed that story.
from you fellow foot fetisher Susan