Footjob Fetish: Teasing My Boyfriend with My New Pedicure

Teasing him with my pretty red pedicure.

A footjob fetish has my boyfriend in a chokehold. He absolutely loves it when I get my pretty toes painted, and when I visit him and wear sexy stiletto heels. At one point, I thought he just liked to look at my collection of sexy heels and imagine wearing them. I thought it was all a kinky roleplay he was building towards, and that one day he’d ask for something like sissy bimbofication and ask to try them on. But as it turns out, he just really likes my pretty little feet. He can’t take his eyes off of them. After my latest pedicure, he was hooked. The second that I walked into his apartment, his eyes were practically glued to my feet.

He could see how that glossy red coat sparkled and glistened in the light. Tiny flecks of shimmer in the polish make them all the more enticing. And when I finally sat down, he dropped to his knees before me. “You can’t wait to kiss them, huh?” I teased as I raised my foot, letting him take a closer look at my gorgeous red heels. His secret footjob fetish was driving him crazy, and I just kept making it worse. “I know you can smell them, press your nose into them.” And just like that, he eagerly pressed his face against my pretty feet, kissing and smelling them. I couldn’t help but giggle, it tickled so much! So I told him to lick them, to take my heel off and kiss them.

As he played with them, his footjob fetish fantasies grew wilder.

He wanted to feel my soft feet on his cock. After all this teasing, he was so close. I could see the erection that’d grown in his pants, and I even teased it with my other foot. I knew he couldn’t stop daydreaming about finally experiencing his footjob fetish. As I stroked my soft toes and heels against his cock, I made him suck on my other foot. “Take my heels off,” I ordered. He eagerly obliged again, greedily undoing the clasps and straps. As he took my heel off, I pushed my feet into his mouth, making him suck and lick them. It tickled so much, I couldn’t stop giggling, smug with myself as I made him worship every single toe. My soft little piggies looked so cute in his mouth. And finally, I pulled them out, tracing them down his shirt to his pants. “Take them off.”

He was finally getting closer to his footjob fetish fantasies… One sentence from me, and he eagerly took his pants and boxers off. I didn’t even ask him to take his boxers off but he was eager to show me how hard he’d gotten. I just smiled, gently caressing his hard cock with my foot. As I did so, he rushed to take the other heel off, but I made him take it slow. “Ah-ah. Take your time,” I ordered. He slowed down just enough to truly worship my foot as he did so, kissing and licking as he slid the heel off my foot. Finally, he got to enjoy the ecstasy of my soft soles stroking against his cock. I cupped it right between the arches, stroking it gently down. He was in bliss, and I giggled as I wiggled my toes against the head.

That footjob fetish made him cum so hard for me.

Harder and harder I stroked it…and finally he couldn’t hold back. Every squirt painted my pretty toes and feet! I even had him rub his cock against my toes as he finished off on them. It was so fun to see them covered in it, like they were glazed cinnamon rolls!

Are you daydreaming about my pretty feet? Call me.

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