Foot Fetish; Better Than Sex

Foot fetish – sometimes it’s better than sex

I’ve always had a kind of foot fetish. I know not all guys are into that. So I don’t really say anything unless they show an interest in it. One thing I allow myself as an indulgence is a once-a-month foot massage. I went there last month and there was a new masseuse and it excited me to try someone new. They all have their own ways of massaging someone and can all be enjoyable in their own way. It was this man, so I knew he’d have stronger hands than a woman. Though some ladies, especially the Asian ones, can have deceptively powerful hands.

He had me soak my feet and then he dried them off and started working on them. I felt this twinge a few times in my pussy as he worked on them. I thought it was just some odd fluke, but it kept happening, and got stronger. He worked this one spot, and I moaned. I bit my lip to keep from crying out. I didn’t want him to think I was a pervert. He expertly worked my feet in his hands and kept returning to this one spot. Suddenly, I felt like I was going to have an orgasm.

He kept working it and working it and I came. I didn’t want him to know I had this happen, so I just bit my lip and pretended it didn’t. He had this knowing smile creep across his lips, as if he knew. He didn’t say anything. Then he started on my other foot and did the same thing. Fuck, it felt good. Not like any other foot massage I’d had. He didn’t know I had a foot fetish. Maybe it was because I enjoyed getting my feet massaged so much that I felt this way.

Massaging my feet had him so excited – his foot fetish was growing bigger

He used his knuckles on the bottoms of my foot. I knew without a doubt my pussy was wet, very wet. I was worried the moisture would come seeping through my clothes and give me away. He didn’t say a word. He just kept massaging my feet and I felt another orgasm welling up within me as he worked on me. Then he asked me if I’d ever heard of being able to orgasm through foot massage alone. Then I knew he was doing this on purpose. There was a way, and he was doing it. He hadn’t asked my permission to make me cum. He was just doing so. I cannot say I minded, though. This foot massage was the best I’d ever had in my life. It reminded me of a great masturbation session.

I felt bolder, knowing he was doing this on purpose. I spread my legs, and he made a comment about the wet spot between my legs. He asked if I was enjoying the foot massage. I smiled and said yes. He went back to working on my feet. I closed my eyes and just enjoyed his expert hands. He worked on my calves and feet for over an hour and I came three times. Without so much as a finger on my pussy. He told me there are nerves in the feet that go to the genitals. Most do not know how to produce an orgasm from foot massage alone. However, there is a way if you know exactly where that spot is. He certainly knew exactly where it was and how to work it.

He told me how he’d traveled in Asia extensively and learned foot massage and reflexology there. It was a master that taught him how to use this technique to enhance a regular foot massage. He had made countless women cum, he said from this technique. I could believe it. He laughed and said he did quite well on the tips he got alone from doing this. Seeing as it was more subtle to get a woman to orgasm, he restricted this to women. He laughed and said a man would not likely take to it as well.

Imagine a man getting an erection and squirting his load from a foot massage. It might not go as well as for a woman. So he’d never even tried in on a man, though he got male clients once in a while. He kept it strictly massage, not orgasms through nerve stimulation. My foot fetish had certainly brought me great pleasure today. I knew I would be coming back. I also left him a nice tip.

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