Class Room Foot Worship
      Submitted on 07/06/05


I was seventeen when this experience happened, school had just begun so in 
all our classes we were choosing our seats. I always have a habit of 
grabbing a seat towards the back and near the windows and lucky for me this 
year I got a window seat and it was the last seat in that row, if only I 
could have gotten that seat in all my classes. Anyway a guy named Jim sat 
down right in front of me, I didn't have anything against Jim so it was fine 
with me I had known Jim for a long time probably since 5th or 6th grade. So 
I sat there and thought nothing of Jim sitting in front of me but as I sat 
there I started to dangle my sandal letting the strap fall down to my 
extremely tanned toes that were painted silver at the time. I allowed the 
strap to sit there dangling on my big toe for a while before the strap 
finally slipped making a loud *clonk* as it hit the floor. It was then as 
the noise sounded I noticed that Jim's head twitched a little, so I 
regathered my shoe and repeated the process except this time trying to make 
the noise louder. Again I got the same reaction and saw him look around the 
room scanning it for the source of the noise, everyone else just brushed it 
off as the sound of a shoe which I'm sure Jim was well aware of it being. 
But for some reason Jim seem to want to know who was the producer of the 
noise, so I decided to do it on purpose one more time and again I made the 
noise even louder. This time Jim got it right away and looked around to look 
at me, his eyes met my own for maybe half a second and then they went 
straight to my feet. He then stopped and stared in awe as my extremely dark 
tanned, size eight feet, that were very soft, long toes, painted silver, and 
to close the deal with a toe ring on the second toe of my left foot. I felt 
it as his eyes went over my feet which he looked over for about thirty 
seconds and then being rather embarrassed looked away and a head to the 
class room. But this didn't last long as I could see his head turning a 
little and I could seem him trying to look over my shoulder to see my feet 
which I didn't try to hide since my barefoot dangling in the air above where 
my sandal had fallen. He continued to watch my feet for the following weeks 
of school and I continued to play with him having more and more fun 
torturing him but of course I made it seem as though I had no idea that he 
was sneaking peeks at my feet. Eventually Jim gained more confidence and 
started to trying to touch my feet, he would allow his hand to slip behind 
his chair and would casually keep raising it a little until he would feel 
the bottom of my sandal. He would then do a quick reach up and grab foot and 
run his fingers even so quickly over my milkwhite soft soles before he would 
take his hand off and turn around apologizing. He did this a couple of times 
over a span of a few weeks, it was now the middle of October and I stopped 
wearing sandals, I could tell Jim was disappointed. He would still look back 
but not as often and he had all together stopped trying to grab my foot, I 
became kind of a disappointed because I had really enjoyed toying with him 
and having so much power over him. So one day I was sitting there and I 
started to slowly move my desk up closer and closer to his own until the tip 
of my desk met the back of his. I then proceeded to put the heel of my right 
foot to the toes of my left and pry off my sneakers to reveal my socked 
foot, I laid the shoe down onto the ground so not to make a noise with it. I 
took my right leg and started to lift it ever so slightly it took me a some 
time to really get up the nerve to do what I was going to do so just I 
rubbed the legs of his chair with my foot for a little. After about five 
minutes of rubbing the legs of his chair I slid my socked foot up the cold 
metal of his chair and then around to the butt part of the chair. Then using 
my toes I started to inch my foot up onto the edge of the chair seat and 
once I had completed that task I took my still socked foot and placed it 
right into Jim's lap. I could tell by the way Jim slightly jumped that he 
was shocked to find my foot in his lap, I started to rub inside of Jim's leg 
as he suddenly turned around and started me in bewilderment. He then turned 
back and looked at my foot then to me again and then finally rested his eyes 
on my foot as I continued to rub the inside of his leg. I rubbed him there 
for a good five or ten minutes and I did this I felt a poke in the side of 
my foot and when I noticed both of Jim's hands resting nervously on the desk 
top I realized that I had actually caused him to get a pretty large 
erection. After that I knew my work had been done so I pulled my foot away 
and stuck in back into my sneaker just as the bell rang. As we got up and 
walked out the door Jim came up to me and said stuttering the whole time 
"wh...wha...what was that? I mean ... um ... how...how did you know ... 
about well...you know... I mean ... no one knows about that!" I just turned 
to Jim coolly and replied "Jim it was obvious but that's the last time I do 
it tomorrow you'll be the one servicing me." I then turned on my heel coolly 
and walked away leaving Jim standing in the hall with a dumb founded look on 
his face. That day went on and then the next day came and when we came into 
class there Jim sat in his seat looking sheepishly at me. I sat down 
crossing my legs and allowing my shoe to dangle from my toes since I was 
wearing clogs that day, I could keep the shoe from falling though since I 
had on nylons and the shoe easily slipped off my toes hitting the floor. Jim 
looked back at me nervously as I had expected him to do, I then proceeded to 
scoot my seat forward so that no one would see when I put my foot into Jim's 
lap. I once again took my right foot sliding it up the leg of his chair and 
then inching my way over until my foot once again sat squaring in Jim's lap 
where I could feel he was already erect. I then leaned forward and whispered 
in Jim's ear "Jim my feet really hurt today be a good little foot fetisher 
and rub my foot." I only saw Jim's head go up and down in the slight nod as 
he took his hot and sweaty hands and placed them on my cool nylon foot and 
started to lightly finger it. Jim's hands were shaking like crazy and I 
wasn't getting much of a massage so I leaned up again and said "do it a 
little harder it feels as though you're trying to massage my foot with a 
feather!" Jim then took my foot hard into his still shaking hands and 
started to knead through the soft flesh of my sole and started to make large 
hard circles with his thumbs as he started to put more attention into it. 
His attention that entire time was on my feet and giving me as good of a 
massage as possible while I sat behind him enjoying the whole thing. When I 
saw the bell was about to ring I quickly snatched my foot away from him to 
which he looked back at me with eyes like a dear in headlights as he watched 
my foot slip back into my shoe. The bell rang and I stood up quickly patted 
Jim on the shoulder and said "don't worry there will be much more for you to 
do and enjoy tomorrow." I was certainly not lying since the next day I had 
in mind for him to worship my feet, I mean even though we were in class he 
has showed he could give me a massage without letting others know so why not 
go all the way and see what happens. The next day came and again when I went 
to sit down Jim was staring at me with a sheepish look, he took a quick look 
at me feet and I could see disappointment wash over his face since I had a 
pair of old dirty shoes on with thick socks. I just sat down and said "don't 
worry you'll like what I've got planned for you I promise you." He nodded 
and looked ahead at the black board as the bell rang and the teacher began 
to teach the class. After the first two or three minutes of class I started 
to move my chair again bit by bit up to Jims desk until the front of my desk 
and the back of his desk met, I then went on to pry my right shoe off with 
the toes of my left shoe just like I had before. I shivered a little as the 
cool air of the class room met with my extremely damp sock which were wet 
since I still had on the socks I had worn the period before which had been 
gym. I didn't take any precautions this time as I just lifted and threw my 
right foot directly in Jim's unexpecting lap. I leaned forward and whispered 
"the suprise is that you can do anything you want, I made sure my feet would 
smell and taste extra good just for you so enjoy" with that I fell back into 
my seat with a wide grin on my face. I again felt his shaking hands grab 
hold onto my moist sock and softly lift it from my foot and he then stuck it 
into his pocket (probably to enjoy for later on). I then saw him to 
cautiously from one side of the class room to the other and then lean down 
and I felt his nose hit my foot which he started to breath in the odor of 
very excitedly. His head then popped up again and quickly looked around once 
again and then tuck back down under his desk to where my foot was. His hot 
moist tongue then started to run up and down the soles of my foot very 
quickly but I could tell that he was savoring every little bit of it, he 
then took my big toe into his mouth and spun it around in his mouth taking 
in the taste but then again quickly putting up his head. I could tell he was 
being very cautious as to not allow his head be down there for too long so 
as to call attention to himself but I could also tell this was killing him 
cause he wanted to just jumped head first into the fragrance and taste of my 
foot. Through out the class he kept on going through that process smelling 
my foot desperately for a minute then popping up looking around then he 
would go lick my foot like a madman. It was about ten minutes until class 
ended and by that time my foot was wet and slippery from Jim licking and 
sucking of my foot so much. It was then that Jim grabbed my foot and 
suddenly put it down his pants! At this point I was absolutely shocked since 
I though the whole worship thing was big in the classroom but here he was me 
to actually give him a foot job and get him off in class as well! After a 
moment of delay I just thought what the hell I'm not going to be the on 
walking around school with a big wet spot in the crotch of my pants. So I 
started to slide my foot up and down his by now extremely erect dick, 
pinching it at times with my toes, I started to go faster and faster and 
faster until I saw Jim throw his head back a little taking in shallow 
breaths. I could tell he was trying to not jack off so he wouldn't have a 
wet spot in his pants but I decided that I would get him to no matter how 
hard he tried. So I started rubbing harder and faster I then stop and 
grabbed his head with toes and then rubbing it lightly with my big toe I 
could hear is breathing getting a bit faster so I knew I was winning. I 
continued to rub his head for another minute or two but then I saw that the 
class was about to end so I decided to end this. I took my big toe and my 
second toe and squeezed his head between my toes which made him scream like 
a girl and also cum but lucky for him the bell rang covering up his scream 
and his ejaculation all over the inside of his pants. I pulled my foot out 
which was now dripping with his cum gave him a look between not back and I 
can't believe I just did that slipped my shoe on and walked out of the 
class. Jim did end up being made fun for have a wet spot in his pants that 
day, he ended up being made fun of for the rest of year. I never did 
anything like that again with though I would still wear sandals or slip my 
feet out of my shoes from time to time. Also I never got that sock back from 
him and last I saw of him which was three or four years ago he claims he 
stills has it.

Well, that's another experience down. I hope you all enjoyed it.
From Your Fellow Foot Fetisher Susan

You can reach me at Susans005@aim.com
hope to here some comments from you.