I’ve got a foot fetish.  I don’t know when it started or what triggered it, although I can probably chalk it up to my submissive nature.  I would have to figure that most of those with a fetish for feet are the submissive types, although I wouldn’t be surprised if that doesn’t include all of them.  With me it absolutely is a submissive thing though as I most often find it coincides with my bisexuality or cuckolding fantasies.

When I reference my bisexuality and a foot fetish it definitely does not involve anything with a man’s foot.  Ew.  It is strictly a feminine fetish.  It goes along with bisexuality because it involves licking cum from a woman’s foot as it's offered to me from a place of superiority.  It can be my cum that I’ve just released onto her feet or another man’s and she’s showing me my place by making me clean his mess.

It’s a very hot image, being on my knees in front of a fully clothed woman (although often in some kind of lingerie or dominatrix type outfit) while completely naked and her teasing and prodding my penis.  The way my face would contort in want and hunger as she dragged her toes over my limp shaft and swelling testicles, I can feel it just sitting here typing it. 

Typically I would imagine her, the woman, whoever she is, eventually telling me to begin stroking and I would acknowledge with a, “Yes, Miss,” and, “thank you, Miss.”

My hand would wrap around my penis and I would begin pumping for her.  If it wasn’t already hard, or on its way, it wouldn’t take long for it to begin swelling up as she continued wiggling her toes against my testicles and bounced them against the tip of my penis.

I would cringe and whimper.

She would smile a wicked smile and do it again just for fun.

The woman would read my face, my breathing and my moans.  As I became more emphatic in all of them she would direct me where to cum.

“On my toes.  It’s the only place such a pathetic excuse for a dick should be allowed to spill their jizz outside of a toilet or into your sheets.”

I’d oblige, but thank her first, “thank you, Miss.  I don’t deserve the honor.”

“You’re right,” she’d smile, petting the side of my face with her fingers and giving my cheek a light tap.

The fantasy doesn’t have to go this way, but I’m conjuring up a specific woman, a friend, who I used to know.  I’m not exactly holding to her memory but I don’t think she would mind my few edits to what she may have said.  She would smile and tug my hair and whisper sweetly in my ear, “nice, but that’s not what I’d say.  Get it right next time.”

She would then let me cum all over her feet and lick it off, just as in the fantasy.  Although the fantasy woman would raise her foot, extend it to my lips and I would lick and suck her toes hungrily until only my saliva was remaining.  My friend would make me bend over and lap at her feet without using my hands, smearing the cum all over my face as I tried to get between her toes.  She would try her damndest to hold back a squeal as I did that as well.

The other way it would go would be a bit more sensual between two people on somewhat equal footing (pun not intended).  It’s something I had done with my ex-wife on occasion, although probably only a handful of times throughout our nearly twenty year marriage.  What actually got me thinking of it, offhand, was a short video I took of her recently.  We were at an event together and as we sat in chairs near each other she was wearing flats and her legs were crossed.  The foot attached to the leg that was dangling swung back and forth to music.  As it swayed back and forth she allowed the heel of her flat to fall from her foot and dangle, then bounce repeatedly up and down against her heel playfully.  My penis nearly stiffened and blew out hard.  I grabbed my phone and turned it in her direction and recorded just her foot towards the end of her swaying, capturing maybe 8 seconds of it.  A night or two later I masturbated to it with a pair of her panties over my face, smelling her as I brought myself to a very deeply felt orgasm.  

That was a bit of a sidebar, but I wanted to write it out and see how it landed.  I wonder if any foot fetish types would find it a sexy description or would they consider it missing something.  Obviously a lot of a fetish like that is visual, but I find that when you take a visual fetish and describe it you can get a really nice charge from it once in a while.

I guess the best way to describe the other form of what I was talking about is a footjob, being masturbated with their foot, or feet.  I’ve always found this very erotic and would orgasm so intensely from it when it was done right, however it was not an easy thing to do right.  There are angles and levels of pressure involved that don’t always work out the way you want.  Funnily enough, I think my ex-wife preferred to do this sometimes as it didn’t involve her having to get her hands, “gross with stuff,” as she would say referring to when I would cum and it would get on her hand.  I guess it's easier to clean off a foot and ignore it than it is a hand.

It’s been so long I’m struggling to think how we even used to get started doing anything like that because a traditional angle of head to head doesn’t really allow itself to do that kind of thing.  I believe it was always me who would initiate the foot to penis and testicles.  Sometimes laying in a spoon position and pulling her foot up and rubbing the sole of her foot against my undercarriage.  Other times I believe I would have made her orgasm first, something I often tried to do because I’m a proponent of ladies first in the orgasm department.  After she would finish she would claim to be too sore to continue and it would hurt if I tried to keep going inside her so I would take her foot sometimes and rub her heel against my shaft.  She would play along as it meant not having me inside her again and I would basically dry hump her foot until I would cum.

What I do remember is most of the time I would be the one in control of her foot.  I would hold it at the ankle and direct her toes and heel where I wanted it.  On the few occasions that she would be in control it would go well for a small bit but then the wrong amount of pressure put in the worst possible place would make me collapse inward and almost ruin all of the progress that was made.  

She would pinch her toes around my shaft and I would gently hold her heel between my shaft and testicles, then I would rub up and down and the feeling was incredible.  After a few moments of that I would push her foot between my legs and thrust against her ankle while she raised her toes into my testicles.  At this point I just wanted to fuck her foot in any way imaginable, thrusting and bucking against it until I could ejaculate, but I never did.  I wanted more of her foot and I wanted to stretch it out with her sole pressed firmly against my hardened penis and grinding it up and down while squeezing her ankle as if her entire foot was some kind of masturbatory device I was using separate from her.

I don’t think I ever came from this though.  She wouldn’t let me.  She didn’t want cum all over her feet either, despite her preferring it to her hand.  Maybe it was that using her hand would guarantee that I would ejaculate while using her foot she could always pull away and leave me to my own ability to finish.  I always wanted to have her finish me off though, to cum all over her feet and then her, in a fit of dominance and annoyance, tell me to clean up my mess.  My lips and tongue would lick and suck between her toes until they were clean and she would roll over and go to sleep without another word.  

There were other things as well.  On occasion when rubbing her feet, while we were still married, I’d suck on her toes and kiss along them.  She didn’t really like it because she said it tickled and I was gross for liking feet, but I always wanted to suck on her toes.  I sucked on her big toe as if it were a thick cock, well before I had ever enjoyed a cock in my mouth.  

I’d never actually done any foot stuff with any other woman other than my wife/ex-wife.  Before her I never had the fetish, or even an inkling of liking feet.  After her I’ve never been close enough with someone to try something like that out as some people might not be too keen on having their feet played with, let alone sucked or fucked.  

I went off on a bit of a tangent here and didn’t really address the cuckolding manner of how having a foot fetish relates to me, but maybe it’s a little obvious?  The idea that my wife at the time would rather let me fuck her foot than fuck her pussy is kind of obvious, especially when she was actually letting other men fuck her on a regular basis while I only got foot time and even then I wasn’t allowed to cum on them.  I’ve always wanted to have her tease me on my hands and knees and bring me to orgasm with just her foot, almost a ruined one where there would be no full ejaculation but just spurting and falling forward, while she then gets up and walks out to go get fucked by some other man.  

I still want that.

The image of her flat dangling off of her foot teases me every time I open my pictures on my phone.  I want to drop to my knees and slide my penis between the gap of her foot and the dangling flat, holding onto her ankle as she stiffens her foot and brings the flat to rest against her heel.

“There you go, fuck your foot pussy,” she would say down to me and pat my head, turning her attention to scrolling her phone or some other distraction as if I didn’t exist.

I’d pull back and thrust and pump my penis through the slit.  The top of my shaft rubbing against her sole while the bottom over her flats.  My testicles pressed against the bottom of them as I humped and thrusted furiously, trying to make myself spurt out the other side and shrivel up back between her foot and shoe.  

She would smile down at me, push the flat back up tighter while my deflated penis is held between it, causing me to grimace and yelp.  I’d pull back and press my forehead into her knee, panting.  My shriveled up little penis completely pulled back against me now, only half an inch in length while she looks down and shakes her head, maybe even rolling her eyes and pushing her knee against my forehead to get me off of her.

I promise I do have some rather dominant fantasies about her as well.  I guess I already kind of covered one of them, but maybe not to the degree I’ve thought of in my head.  All of this wife/ex wife talk recently has just had me in such a submissive mindset I can’t help but roll around in it.