*IF YOU JUST WANT TO READ HOT-ASS FOOT DOMINATION SHIT, Skip the STORY and scroll to "FOOT WORSHIP BEGINS" *

This is my first foot worship story, with more to come, if this gets a positive response.

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I'm 24 at the time of writing, but when I was 22, something weird and awesome happened.

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I was a former student in a College Town in Colorado, who dropped out to start companies instead. I was a bit bitter/insecure about being a dropout, but a few years later I'd realize it was the best decision I could have made.

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Anyway, I was always swiping on tinder, bumble, browsing fetlife, and having fun hookups whenver I could. Most were fun, a few were awkward/had abrupt endings. But so goes life.

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My intense desires to eat women out, fuck them for hours, and even to eat their asses really deeply (tongue all the way in, as long as it's clean haha) had been fulfilled, and I was happy with my promiscuous sex life, and constantly getting to experience all kinds of new tastes and smells and shape of asses and pussys.

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However, the foot fetish was only entertained occasionally, and sometimes by girls who didn't have particularly sexy feet. I certainly didn't have a steady supply of soles that I could sniff and lick and cum on and feel on my face, and that was lacking from my life.

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At some point, I found fetlife and knew this would be a great place to meet women of a similar mindset, who may be interested in exploring the foot worship/foot domination kink with me.

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I sent a friendly message on fetlife to several in my area, ranging in age from 18-50, just to see what's out there and then make decisions.

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I find a 42 year old woman who has a boyfriend that she's in a somewhat "open relationship" with, where she and her then-BF had agreed that since he doesn't like feet, she can explore the foot kink with other people, but that she's only available from the "knees and below", and everything else was strictly off-limits to any men other than her then-BF.

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I messaged her and she responded. We had a great conversation and got to know each other. She's nice and quirky and we talked about our lives and our families, and eventually about feet.

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Eventually we agree to meet at a popular bar in downtown. I was very nervous, as I had enjoyed plenty of hookups before, but I had never entered any type of relationship play-partner "dynamic" before...women were either "available" or "unavailable", but not "available from the waste down". She was waiting for me when I arrived right on time. I was nervous and "stiff", which she thought was hysterical and cute. She was so much older than me at 42, and this felt like a weird fever dream. I bought her a drink, and got one myself, and losened up a bit, and we went for a walk.

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Eventually we sat down at a bench, and she took her shoes off and put her feet in my lap. That's gotta be one of the best feelings a foot-fetish-guy can experience...watching a woman slip out of her shoes and then those amazing, sweaty, possibly smelly things move closer to you and plop somewhere on you near your hands. I wanted to lick them so bad, and she sadistically got-off on the fact that there were people everywhere and there's no way I could put them in my mouth, and do anything other than massage them. I did, however, ask her if I could spit into my hand and massage her feet with my saliva. She agreed, and I did. She then went home to her BF and kids, with my saliva on the bottom of her soles.

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The next time we hung out was a couple weeks later, and the anticipation had been overwhelming. We had discussed so many kinky foot-domination related things that scared the hell out of me, but were also hot as fuck. She comes over to my apartment, and demands a drink. I make her a vodka-coke. She likes it. We then talk awkwardly for a few minutes and I invite her into my then-room.

*FOOT WORSHIP BEGINS*

She sits on my bed as if she lived there, but when I got on the bed to join her, she said, "What are you doing?" "You can't be up on the bed with me!"

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I obeyed, and I was nervous but excited. She orders me to take all my clothes off. I did. She told me to get down and take her shoes off. I do, and when I do I ask if I can sniff the open-toed shoes. I did, and there was hardly a smell but I was horny as hell, which she could see because I was completely nude and she saw my hard cock sticking out looking goofy. She then says, "rub them first, I've been working in the warehouse all day" I do, and I notice they do smell a bit, and I like it alot. After a few minutes I ask her for permission to lick her feet, and she says "Go Ahead." And I just went for it, tongue all the way out, pressed all the way against her soles, licked all the way up and down from the heel to the toes. It tasted salty and felt sweaty and smelled like...feet, and I was perfectly happy with it. I was intoxicated instantly and didn't hesitate to lick between her toes, and the grossness of it was hot as hell. It wasn't for me, it was for her pleasure, I was like a bottom-feeding amoeba cleaning the lowest part of her. I made sure that both soles were very shiny, and dripping off the heels with saliva. I pressed my face into her soles and got my own face filthy wet with my own spit. Occasionally she'd stroke my hard cock with whichever foot wasn't in my mouth. I knew she had to get home to her boyfriend and her kids soon, so I licked and licked and licked and savored everything about them.

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She ordered me to get on my back. I do. She puts her very wet feet on my face and plants them there. About three minutes later she tells me to stick my tongue out. I do. She rubs her soles all along my tongue, using it for her pleasure. This way, she was in charge of which parts of her feet were getting attention, teaching me which parts of her foot she likes to be licked.

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Eventually, she left without giving me the chance to cum.

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One time, she brought over a dog-collar, and put it around my neck (like in the porn we all end up watching after 3am, don't even lie haha) It was tight and cold and kindof clipped my skin. She walked me around my apartment like a dog, before having me worship her feet. I really hated the dog collar thing, it was humiliating and not in a good way, but I put up with it in order to get to her feet. I licked and I licked just like last time, except this time with a stupid collar around me. She let me cum on her soles this time, and I massaged it into her feet and between her toes. She went back to her then-BF and her kids with my cum and saliva all over her toes.

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She came over probably 15 more times over the next year, until I left that city, and we naturally grew apart due to changes in our relationships with others.

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So that's my first foot worship story, completely real and without exaggeration. Lemme know what you thing, and if the reception is good, I'll make more...I've probably got about four-five stories like this that I can tell.

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If you're a female that likes having your feet worshipped and likes talking in detail about foot worship with foot guys, my DM's are open. If you're a guy that likes worshipping feet, I'm down to talk about our experiences worshipping feet.