When I started seeing this man I’m seeing, I’d noticed him glancing a little too often at my feet, but I just thought he liked the shoes I was wearing, so I didn’t think a lot of it, but after dinner one night at a nice restaurant in a mall, he asked if I’d like a little treat and I wasn’t sure what he had in mind, and he said he’d like to buy me a pair of shoes. What gal is going to turn that offer down? So of course I said yes, I’d love some, and he led me down to this fancy shoe boutique and told me to look around and pick out any pair of shoes I wanted and he’d buy them for me. I then began to think he might have a foot fetish.

I found a lovely pair of red pumps that would go with a new red dress I’d gotten myself a few days before. He loved them, so much, as we were at the cash register I was sure I saw a telltale bulge in his pants. I giggled at the idea. Once he took me home he wanted to see me in the shoes, so I walked around in them and he asked me to site next to him. He hiked my feet up to his lap and took off the shoes and started to rub them sensually, it was sheer heaven how it felt.

He then unzipped his pants and wrapped my stocking covered feet around his cock and began to fuck them, I can’t say I minded, he was just kind of doing it to my feet, I didn’t really have to do anything, he just cupped them around and pumped his dick and then he picked up one of the new shoes and shot his load on the top of the shoe, I was a bit surprised, but he wiped the cum off with a tissue and no harm was done. He then looked sheepishly over at me and said he’d been doing that since he was young on his mom’s shoes and it had continued on when he got girlfriend’s, he just loved feet and shoes and he hoped I didn’t mind. I said no, use my feet or shoes anytime you want. We then headed into the bedroom and fucked the rest of the night.