How My Aunt Started My Foot Fetish
Date: 10/31/2017, Categories: True Story, First Time, Foot or shoe fetish, Incest, Masturbation, Teen, Author: Soaked Feet, Source: sexstories.com
Ever since I can remember I've been addicted to feet, I can't cum without feet being involved in some way or another and this is the story of how my liking of feet became an obsession. I can't remember not being into feet but I remember when feet started to become such a part of my life. I've always fancied women's bare soles, arches, heels and especially toes but one day when we were leaving my aunts house I was waiting for my mum to finish talking to her at the door and I looked down to see the tops of her bare feet. I'd never even seen my aunts feet bare before but I'm so glad I did that day as it began years of wanking delight. They looked so beautiful even from the top, they were different from the ones I had spotted in school as these feet had experience and were more mature. My youthful eyes couldn't resist looking longingly suddenly wishing for the conversation I wanted to end seconds ago between my aunt and my mum to last forever and for my Aunty to allow me to see the underside of what looked like a staggering pair of feet. I walked in and out of the house to try and get more of a view but only got a slight peek of the top side of her toes and a bit of her heel which gave me an instant bonner, it was so nice, she was in her late 30's and they looked so amazing, every line of her feet ageing looked perfect. For the next month I continuously wanked about the glimpses I had seen, the tops of her feet and toes and especially that heel but when we next went to visit I ... knew I had to get more wanking material. She was talking in the kitchen with my parents and she was bare feet again, I told my cousin I wanted to watch tv so that I could get a good seat and I kept looking into the kitchen. Then for the first time I saw the complete undersides one of the best feet I've ever seen including any celebrity or model. She was wiggling her feet back and forth showing her slightly winkled toes and scrunching her feet and then kicking them forward again, I would of given anything to have been under that table but I was more then happy where I was anyway. Later that night near when we were leaving she sat down in the living room opposite me crossed legged swinging her foot from side to side and then pointing her mesmerising toes up and then down, I was in heaven and it was like she knew what she was doing to me. That night with so much new photographic memory I wanked so many times about fucking my Aunty so I could suck on them long pointy toes, them perfect feet and them heels I wanted to bite so much. I thought if she ever gives me a chance I'll do anything to get at her feet. Another time I was over I found her blue slippers she always wore round the house when she wasn't giving me constant erections with displays of her feet and I couldn't resist the urge. Straight away I smelt them and the smell nearly knocked me out, I'd never smelt shoes, socks or feet before and this had me transfixed. It was so strong smelling but so nice not bad feet smell just ...