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By *eonM27 OP Man 7 days ago
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As long as I can remember I’ve had a foot fetish, it started as a love for the look of feet but later progressed into touch, the smell and look.
I went to one of my friends house and his wife was away.
I’ve only met her a few times and she is a teacher so is on her feet all day. He showed me the room I’d be staying in and immediately I saw a pair of suede wedges out the corner of my eye.
As he left the room I put my things away I couldn’t help but have a quick smell of them.
It’s hard to describe but I’d imagine she wore tights in them and they had a cheesy/vinegary scent.
They must be her teaching shoes that she wears daily and the smell was like nothing I’ve never experienced… it was captivating and made me want more.
I sheepishly left the room with a waistband that was throbbing and had to compose myself.
Selfishly I was looking forward to getting into bed so I could pick up where I left off.
It got to around midnight and he said he was going to bed.
I swiftly got into bed and took the wedges with me.
I stayed up and used one to wank with and the other to smell until I came all over them.
Usually I have some sort of clarity after cumming where I’d clean them, but this time I left them wet and covered.
The next morning I left and nothing was ever said, I’m not sure if either of them ever noticed or knew but the unknown was thrilling in a sense.
I still think about those wedges and would if in the same position can’t say I wouldn’t do it again…
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