Gym Feet Worship: An Intensely Hot Foot Fetish Sensation
It had been weeks since I had been to the gym. I had been so busy lately that I just hadn’t had time to get in my usual workout, and I was feeling the effects. But this afternoon, I had finally managed to clear my schedule and make it to the gym, and I was feeling great.
My plan for the afternoon was to focus mostly on cardio and weights in order to burn some calories and get my heart rate up. I had no idea that it would be the start of a hot and passionate journey of feet worship and sensual exploration.
As I made my way across the gym towards the equipment I needed, I noticed something in the corner of my eye – two feet, encased in brightly coloured sports socks, were protruding from beneath one of the weight benches. They were so cute and perfect that I couldn’t help but stop and take a closer look.
I moved around to the side of the bench and saw that the feet belonged to a stunningly beautiful woman who was lifting weights with ease. I couldn’t help but admire her form for a few moments before I finally gathered the courage to speak to her.
“Hi,” I said. “I couldn’t help but notice your feet. They’re gorgeous.”
She smiled and replied, “Thank you. It’s nice to be noticed.”
We chatted for a few minutes and I found out that her name was Megan and that, as well as being an avid gym-goer, she was also an aspiring model. We exchanged numbers, and I went back to my workout.
Once I had finished my workout, I couldn’t wait to see Megan again. I sent her a message and she invited me over to her place, so I quickly jumped in the shower and headed over.
When I arrived, she had already lit some candles and put on some soft music. We talked for a while before she finally revealed her secret – she had an intense foot fetish and she wanted to explore it with me. I was more than happy to oblige.
Megan asked me to sit on the floor in front of her and instructed me to start worshipping her feet. I eagerly complied, running my hands and mouth over her delicate toes and soles. I was in a state of intense pleasure as I savored her scent and felt her skin against my own.
As I licked and sucked on her delicate toes, Megan moaned in pleasure and ran her fingers through my hair. I felt her body relax and knew that I was doing something right. I moved my way up to the arches of her feet and slowly caressed them with my tongue. She shivered in pleasure and I could feel her body trembling from the sensation.
Megan then instructed me to move my mouth up to her ankles and slowly lick and suck on them. My tongue explored every inch of her body as she writhed in pleasure. I could tell that she was enjoying the sensation, so I moved up to her calves and explored them with my mouth.
Megan then asked me to stand up and take off my clothes. I complied eagerly, feeling aroused and excited by the sensations I was feeling. Megan pulled me close and kissed me deeply, exploring my body with her hands and tongue.
We moved onto the bed and Megan straddled my body, her feet resting on my chest. I was aroused by the sensation of her feet on my body and used my hands to massage and stroke them. Megan moaned in pleasure as I pleasured her feet, and I felt my excitement grow with each passing moment.
The pleasure built to a crescendo as Megan moved her feet up and down my body, exploring and teasing me. I was in a state of pure bliss and felt an intense sensation of pleasure wash over me. I could feel Megan trembling with pleasure as she reached her climax and I enjoyed the sensation of her body against mine.
Finally, we lay there in a blissful state of pleasure as our breathing slowed and returned to normal. I had experienced an intensely hot session of feet worship and had enjoyed every moment of it. I was glad that I had taken the risk and explored Megan’s fetish, and I was sure that it would not be the last time I visited the gym.
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