Naughty Foot Fetish Date Night ♕

I always get told I have the cutest feet.

At first, it used to embarrass me, but now I have used it to my advantage. I met this guy who was really into feet. I thought it was strange to be attracted to worshipping someone’s toes and feet. We walk on them; they are dirty at the bottom. To realize that is what turns most naughty foot fetish freaks on the most.

We went on a date a couple of weeks ago, different from most dates I have been on.

The morning of the date, I got a pedicure. I had them put little drip-drop rhinestones on my two big toes while the rest were silver glitter. This would make a foot fetish lover go wild and give the magic touch. I got a text on my phone saying, “I am so excited for tonight,” with a heart.

After getting my errands done it was time for me to head home. I got home and showered and got dressed for the big night. He texted and told me he was on the way, and I sent him a picture of my heels. I knew right then and there his mouth was watering and his cock was twitching.

He had such a huge naughty foot fetish.

I heard him pull up, and I was already outside, heading to his vehicle. He jumps out, grabs my door, and stares down at my feet as I enter. Before I knew it, he gripped my stiletto and held it in his hands. “I have a naughty foot fetish,” he said. I knew he wouldn’t be able to keep his hands off them.

Once we arrived at the restaurant, he sat right across from me. I smiled, and I knew exactly what I was about to do right then. Without him noticing, I slipped my heel off on my right foot and softly touched his shoe. I could feel my fresh, manicured toes and nails tracing up his leg.

“You don’t mind, do you?” I asked with a grin. His face looked flushed as I continued up his leg. I looked around while he was looking to see if anyone was watching. My mind was racing as I could feel his pants tighten a bit the higher I went. I asked him to undo his pants, and there my toes went, crawling between his legs.  Naughty foot fetishes were becoming my new favs now.

His cock was instantly hard; I could feel it stiffening more and more as they brushed against his balls gently. The waitress took our order while he tried to hold his composure with my toes on the tips of his cock. I could feel his precum-like serum all over his tip, rubbing it softly. I could aim with my feet and have hot cum splattered tits if we weren’t in public.

The waitress looked at me awkwardly as I was trying to hold in my devious giggle.

That was the first time I got so eager to use my feet to tempt the arousal of another cock in public. Do you think you would have been able to hold your composure? Calling all of my naughty foot fetish lovers to go on a fantasy date with me so I can feed your kink.