Tickle, Touch and Feel Phone Sex-An Erotic Feet Fetish Tale

Tickle, Touch and Feel Phone Sex-An Erotic Feet Fetish Tale. When I look down at my feet, I don’t see beauty. I see a narrow foot with tall, and slim, pink toes.

Finding the right pair of sandals to wear in summer is always a nightmare. And my feet sweat a lot and I can’t do heels. I’ve learned that comfort, beauty and fashion don’t always go together.

I remember once a colleague told me that I really should wear nail polish and especially with feet like mine. Feeling hurt and offended. I was already self-conscious enough about my feet. There was no way I need someone else pointing out my imperfections also.

Life As A Fetish Model

During my time as a fetish model, I was willing to explore any and every kink photographically except for the foot fetish. Who could possibly get turned on by my feet? I used to think.

Things started to change for me when I met a fetish photographer at a kink party. He described himself as a professional tickler. And was very into feet, tickling and photography – sometimes all of them at the same time. Telling me that he would love to photograph my feet. I must confess that I was surprised and a little embarrassed when he looked down at my feet in my gladiator style sandals during our conversation.

‘I hate my feet,’ I confessed to him.

‘Why? You have beautiful feet,’ he said. Was he blind? I wondered.

‘Let me show you how beautiful they are’. He challenged me. ‘I will photograph them and I guarantee that you will love the pictures. I won’t be needing Photoshop either.’ He declared confidently.

I was flattered but not convinced. And despite my shame, I was open to trying something new and so we scheduled a photo session the following week. I went to his studio on a Tuesday morning. He was chirpy and enthusiastic telling me that he had really been looking forward to photographing me. I was still completely puzzled about this.

Getting Down To It

After exchanging some pleasantries over a coffee, we got down to business. He showed me a chair that I would be sitting on and a stool that would support my feet. I sat on the chair, took off my shoes and socks and stretched my legs out in front of me, resting on the stool. He proceeded to tie my ankles together with a business tie. It felt nice in a primitive way,

‘Can I blindfold you? I don’t want you to see my utensils.’

‘Utensils’? What on earth was he talking about? I wondered. I decided not to think about it and I just nodded in agreement.

As soon as my ankles were tied and I was blindfolded, I suddenly felt at his mercy. I felt passive, which was a blessing for someone like me who prides themselves on being an independent woman. Now, I didn’t have to think. All I had to do was react. What a relief.

Tickle, Touch and Feel Phone Sex-An Erotic Feet Fetish Tale

I was sitting in silence as I heard the clicks of him setting up his camera and lights.

‘Now we are ready. Are you ready?’

And As soon as he lightly stroked the arch of my left foot, my whole body reacted. My knees bent, I arched the soles of my feet, and I threw my head back as I howled and squealed like a madwoman. I couldn’t believe that such a small, subtle gesture could provoke such a big reaction.