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Perving it up in the shoe store, foot fetish style.

He could hear the clip-clap of her pumps as she came in the door of his little shoe shop, he looked up and spotted the most beautiful woman he had ever seen walking towards him; her hair, those lips, her breasts, that body, those legs and her feet, oh her perfect feet. “She has the feet of a dancer” he thought to himself as his cock began to twitch in his trousers.

It was hard for Art, growing up in a shoe salesman family, to keep his foot fetish under control and hidden from his family. His best strategy as an adult was to follow in his father’s footsteps, becoming a shoe salesman himself. In the stockroom, he could run his cock into all the ladies high heels he could ever desire, fantasizing about foot jobs and perfect sexy feet to worship.

On occasion, he would call into a phone sex line for a fetish phone sex session. His favorite girl also had a foot fetish, feet were always on her mind and she would get so wet on the phone he could hear it, the sound always drove him wild. She would detail to him about how from a very young age, she loved her sexy toes sucked on. Later in life, she developed a lesbian foot fetish and she would tell him how wet she would get when she pumped her perfectly painted sexy toes in and out of her girlfriends pussy and how hard her girlfriend would orgasm all over her toes, covering them with pussy juice. Now, she has a sparkly pink pocket pussy, which she plays with on the phone, my cock feels like it’s going to burst when I hear her pump her perfectly pedicured big toe in and out of that fake pussy. Now where was I? Oh yes…

The woman attached to those perfect feet approached me with the grace of an angel, her large breasts struggling against her blouse. She was standing so close to me that they were in the way of my view of her feet! “May I help you?” I  finally burst out after a long slow stare. “Why yes”, said the beautiful woman, “I would love a private fitting and I would like to try on all of your finest high heels and pumps. I am a size 8”. “Yes, Ma’am! Right away!” Art’s heart skipped a beat! A private fitting? Joy! Art raced to the windows and tilted the blinds in a manner to provide the lady her privacy, but to still allow enough light in.

I quickly returned from the stockroom with a cart of his finest shoes. Pulling up my stool and sitting in front of my Goddess, she lifted her foot and placed it in Art’s hands gently. My cock jumps when her stocking foot touches my palm. “Please take off my stocking for me, I like to try my shoes on with bare feet.”. Sputtering, I mustered a faint “Yes Ma’am” as the blood drained from my head, filling my cock and causing me to feel as if I was floating slightly. I  stared down the length of her leg, with her sexy toes in hand, I started to slowly reach up her leg as my hand disappeared under her knee-length skirt. As my hand finds the top of her stocking, my palms begin to sweat and my heart began to race. I grabbed ahold of the lacy top only to realize she’s wearing a garter belt and both hands are required to undo the snaps. Pausing momentarily, staring into her eyes for approval. I  began to work my other hand up under her skirt, locating her garter clip, she let out a small “sigh“, as if she has been holding her breath. I can feel the heat coming from her pussy. I  wonders if she is enjoying this, if she is getting as turned on as I am .

“Damn it, it’s not coming undone, I’m sorry Ma’am.” As I said this, my Goddess raised out of the chair slightly and hiked her skirt up a little, then beckoned me to do what needs doing to get the job done. I grabbed both sides of her pinstripe skirt and hiked it up to her mid thigh. As I undid the garter clips, her legs begin to slowly part, revealing a perfectly shaved pussy, glimmering from wetness, dripping down her ass.

Her smell intoxicated me, I hadn’t been with a woman for 10 years. I’d almost forgotten what pussy smells like. Her’s smelled, sweet, warm and musty. A small pool of drool collected at the corner of Art’s mouth, as he slowly takes down her stocking, revealing her beautiful toned legs and finishing with the unveiling of her perfectly painted red toe nails.

I could hardly sit still, my cock was begging for attention and starting to slobber like a dog. I  could not stop staring down the length of her leg. In my face were her sexy toes and his vision ran down her leg like melted wax, all the way to her wet pussy calling to him.

“Suck them” She says. “Excuse me?” I choked out. “I said, suck my toes” as she pressed her toes into his lips, forcing her toe into his mouth.

What’s going to happen next?

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