Since yesterday's story had mostly positive feedback, I'm writing another 100% real story. This one is more recent, and therefore has more details. As perusual, if you don't want the backstory and want to read the foot worship part that gets you hard/wet, it's marked below as *FOOT WORSHIP BEGINS*

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I'm now 24, and this story happens four months ago. Unlike the first story which was 2-3 years ago.

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I was in Las Vegas in an awesome yet very run-down hostel. No, this isn't the glits and glamor of the strip or of freemont...this is elsewhere in the city, with endless construction, homeless, and active tweakers, use, and sale of meth on the streets all over. My 2 minute walks to the bus stops and across the street often had strange occurences, and I can't pretend I wasn't worried for my safety. Don't get me wrong, the people in the hostel were awesome traveler-types, it's just that the area had a lot of "interesting characters".

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It was also July, and for almost a week straight, the weather was 114 degrees and brutally dry.

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I had met a girl on an [unnamed] anonymous chat app that said she loves getting her feet licked, but that she loves when men gag on her feet, and she loves dominating men with her feet. She was concerned that I was not up for the task of the intense deep-throat gagging that she had in mind. I knew that wouldn't be a problem, but I was concerned she was fake or a set-up...it seemed too good to be true. As I was in Vegas and she was in North-Las Vegas, I had to take two busses each was (about an hour, and the heat was EXCRUCIATING), waiting between stops, especially since I had a button down shirt because I wanted to look somewhat nice. Nonetheless, I had agreed to meet her at her house in North Las Vegas, by bus.

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I make my way to the sketchy first bus stop, then transfer after about a half hour, to go Northbound to North Las Vegas, where I then needed to walk for about 10-15 HOT minutes. But I did it, and I arrived at her house.

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I'm very short, 5'3", and she must have been 5'11, very "built", and perfectly ebonic. She let me in the house and I told her I needed a sec in the restroom.

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When I left the bathroom, she was complaining about how hot it was (and it was HOT), and that her AC unit was broken. We sat on the couch and made small talk for a few minutes...but this wasn't a normal foot worship meet...we had discussed her being in charge of an intense foot domination, so I didn't know whether to ask to massage her feet or let her initiate the foot play.

*FOOT WORSHIP BEGINS*

After a few minutes, she said, "You're more than welcome to get on the floor", and I did, heart thumping, lay down with my head just next to her feet. She lifted her feet and re-set them on my face, without saying anything. She just kept scrolling through netflix before deciding on Rick and Morty.

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I was under her soles and while I wouldn't dare lick them, I was sniffing loudly right under her soles. They didn't smell to strongly, but they were definitely feet. I loved it. I then moved my head (without touching her feet) to get closer to under her toes and sniffed really hard between her big toe and first toe before she said "open your fucking mouth, footboy [MY FIRST NAME]!" I did, and she absolutely, positively, unbelievably, FUCKING JAMS her huge, wide foot all the way down my throat. My eyes pop open and I absolutely gagged to the point of "dry heaving", and I didn't know I could even make that noise. She pulled her foot right out, and it was completely covered in thick, mucus-like thick disgusting saliva, and she firmly planting it right on my face, put her weight on it, and smeared my throat-garbage all over my face, from forehead to chin, and it was so unbelievably gross. (Don't worry, I was absolutely rock hard).

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Not gonna lie, I was actually kind of scared...if this what what happened in the first few minutes, I didn't know if I could take what would happen over the next two hours. My eyes were super watery (I wasn't crying but it was like the result of extreme coughing and gagging). Again and again, she would take turns shoving her foot really, really hard as far down the throat as it could go. I'd gently lift her foot up from my throat, and she'd demand that I let go (which I sometimes didn't cause I was actually scared). She even at one point said, "Go ahead and throw up if you have to, I'll make you lick it off my feet". I actually took a second to tell her, "No, I'm sorry, I'm not throwing up, GOT IT?", and she smiled and said, "OK, now get back on the fucking floor". And she'd gag me and gag me with those perfect feet again and again, sometimes she'd try to get both in my mouth, but that was simply not gonna happen with these big feet.

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Once in a while she'd put her foot as far as she knew my "limit was", and she'd tell me to relax so that it could go farther down my throat. She'd say "Good boy, good boy", like she was talking to a dog, and even would pet my hair like I was her short, white dog. (sorry to bring race into it, but it kind of makes things hotter, especially under these circumstances).

She spit on my face several times, but she wouldn't get close to my face. She'd let a glob on saliva form, and then let it trickle from her mouth onto my face. She had great aim. After it would land somewhere on my face, she would smear her spit all over my face (mixed in with my own heavy, thick, throat spit which was now all over my face).

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At some point she smoked a cigarette, and when she'd spit into my mouth after that, it noticably tasted like a cigarette, and while she took her smoke break from gagging me I still rubbed her feet, kissed her feet, licked her feet, and sometimes just sat there with my face as her footrest in a defeated position.

Once in a while, she would take a break from getting her feet licked, her feet gagged on, her feet kissed, and using my now-disgusting face as a footrest, in order to play with my dick with her feet. Not gonna lie, that slobbery spit from the back of my throat made a great lube for her to give me a footjob, but it was clear she wasn't rubbing my dick with her feet for my pleasure, she was just genuinely curious to play around with it with her feet. Still felt amazing, yet torturous.

Sometimes she would just rest one of her heels in my mouth, pushing the heel into my open mouth with her other foot as a weight. She'd tell me not to swallow the buildup of saliva. After like 7 minutes, when her heel was actually really starting to hurt my mouth and the buildup of spit was grossing me out and I tried not to think about it, she commanded "spit it out of your mouth", and I did. While laying down with my face towards the ceiling, I pushed that 7-10 minutes of buildup saliva out of my mouth, and it went in all directions all over my face and down my neck. She got it all over her feet and smeared it all over my face yet again.

It didn't even smell like feet at all at this point, cause every inch of her feet had been licked many,many times over. It only smelling like the buildup in someone's throat was now all over my face, because it was, and that was the only foul smell present...her soles had no flavor or smell left, although they were still hot as fuck to worship.

Eventually she said "You're going to cum on my feet and then you're going to eat it, and she commanded me to jack off onto myself. I did, a good-sized load all over my lower abs. I then immediately got tired, lost all sexual interest, and the desire to be "forced" to eat my own cum had disappeared. I didn't try to show it, but I had a genuinely distressed fearful look on my face as I thought it was gross at this point to eat my own cum, and she noticed and she said "Look at you, I can read your mind right nowhahaha, you know what you have to do, don't you". I nodded. She got both feet completely covered in all of my cum, wiping it all off my abs with her soles, and then stood up and told me to "get my stupid tongue out". I did, and she completely unapologetically ran both of her soles up and down my tongue, and she didn't miss a drop. She made me lick all of it up, and it didn't stop getting more and more gross as I was totally disinterested, and several times I had to swallow before getting my tongue back out, and it occurred to me I'm eating my own cum and did not like it at all. She'd tell me which toes still had some, and I'd get my tongue between them. Eventually her soles were completely clean of cum, and dripping quite a bit with excess saliva.

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I got dressed, gave her a hug, thanked her for the time, and left for the bus stop. It was now even hotter. I wasn't feeling "horrible" but I was actually quite rattled and sort of had the feeling I had been totally abused. (I emphasize for the readers that I had consented to ALL of this, I just didn't realize how serious she was. She NEVER forced me to do anything I didn't consent to, and the one-and-only time the line was crossed "comment about making me eat my own puke off her feet", I did speak up and she respected the boundary. If she didn't I would have left.) This was consensual, I agreed to it, and I was "fucked up" by this sexy goddess and her too-wide-for-my-throat soles.

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I sat as far from others on the bus as I could. Same with the other bus. I get back to the sketchy hostel an hour and ten minutes later, and don't speak to anyone, and go straight to the shower. After I had time to decompress, I realized how absolutely hot this was, even the parts I "hated", and that this has been my dream and has been the dream of so many others with my fetish. I got a text from her saying that this was the best foot worship that she had ever had, and that other guys had worshipped and licked her feet, but no one has ever let her take it to that level. I'm paraphrasing, but that's basically the point she was making.

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Once my sex drive came rushing back, I couldn't stop thinking about it, and I still jack off to the story every now and again, including while writing this account of my memory of this experience from four months ago.