footaholic
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My aunt was visiting for one of the holidays. Everyone was sitting at the kitchen table playing cards. It was evening, so I had on my PJ's. As I sat on the kitchen floor playing, I was keeping an eye on my aunts feet under her chair. they were crossed at the ankle right over left. She would heel pop her right shoe off, then back on.

Seeing her foot out of her shoe drew me like a bee to pollen. I played my way over to where she was sitting. laid under her chair, and put my nose as close to her foot as possable with out touching it. The scent was great. A kind of dusky dry persperation and leather. I could feel it effecting me. I decided to take a chance. I slowly stuck out my tounge and touched it to her bare heel. She didn't move away. Now I had to have her other foot. But before I did I went into the living room and got a pillow off of the couch, came back in and laid down under her chair again. She had both feet on the floor and both shoes popped of her heels. I went for it.
I ran my finger across her instep, she jerked her foot and crossed right over left. Her right foot was my favorite from my youth cause it had a ever so slight bunion on it and that gave it shape. As I laid there, I gently pulled on the heel of her right shoe hoping so slip it off slightly. As I pulled she flexed her toes and it came off in my hand. Even at 8 years old, I felt something happening. I got hard. I scooted up behind her foot and put my nose under her toes. Again the scent was fantastic, only adding to my excitement. Again i stuck my tounge on her heel, she didn't move. Now I really went for it. I stuck my pinky finger in my mouth to get it wet, then slowly ran it between her big and second toe. She wiggled them,and wiggled them again. I laid there for a good 45mins. playing with her feet. Rubbing, lightly tickling and occassionally a light lick. She didn't stop me and didn't discourage it.
Like I said, since I was 4 I played with her feet. I always remember her telling me my little warm hands felt good. She would even let me rub lotion on them once in a while. But after this episode was winding down, what she let me do that night gave me an honest to the Gods wet spot. More on that later