The Step Son - A Taboo Foot Fetish Fantasy Story! *This is ..

The Step Son - A Taboo Foot Fetish Fantasy Story! *This is a taboo fetish fiction, if that subject makes you uncomfortable, please don't read this story!* Hey babes, I've been reworking my taboo step son/step mom foot fetish fantasy for upcoming clips in my C4S store, and wanted to share with you my final copy of part 1 of the story so far! The Step Son (Part 1) - Our Little Secret! The VERY important back story to my very first secret foot session with my step son Myles: I always told myself that I would only marry once for love, and if for some reason it didn’t work out, then the next marriage would be for money. Hey, can you blame a girl?! Don’t get me wrong, Clive is a wonderful, sweet man, but I would be lying if I said that I didn’t stick to my plan… As sweet & wonderful as Clive is, his sweet & wonderful bank account is what won his marriage with me. I’m quite a bit younger than Clive, and let’s just say that my looks, sex drive and dirty mind far exceeds his own imagination, so his handsome son Myles was a wonderful and much needed addition to the marriage! Even the first time I laid eyes on Myles, I knew that we would eventually develop a, shall I say, forbidden relationship? I’m not going to say that I had it set in stone, but I’d be lying once more if I said that I didn’t have every intention of one day seducing him… I know! Such a naughty, dirty thought! I mean, technically I am his step mom right? But at the exact same time, and equally as true, technically I’m not related to him at all! Besides, Myles is in his mid 30’s and actually closer to me in age than Clive is, which just made the forbidden step son/step mom fantasy that much more obvious, erotic and desirable to me! Of course, I’d take my time with this secret game of mine, building up the flirting more & more until he craves me so much that he’s losing his mind (and cock) for me! No need to rush all the fun right? The perfect plan fell into my lap one day, or I guess more accurately, to the floor, while I was relaxing in the kitchen with my slippered feet propped up on the table. I was dangling my right slipper from my long, sexy toes (I have incredibly pretty feet btw) letting the soft, fuzzy fabric smack on and off of my soft, wrinkled, high arched soles, when I saw him lost in my little candid foot show! To say he was “staring at my pretty feet” would have been a HUGE understatement! Myles was completely and utterly eye fucking my pretty feet! Our eyes locked and I knew right away, Myles, my new step son, has a foot fetish! Oh Myles, I thought to myself, you are SO royally screwed! A man with a foot fetish doesn’t really stand a chance against feet like mine! As I continued to flex my perfect soles, popping that soft, fuzzy slippers on and off, he knew that there was no point in hiding it! He knew, without a doubt, that I knew! Without saying a word, I let my smile turn to a playful, flirty grin, while purposely letting my left slipper fall from my pretty, pampered toes and crash to the table below… The silence was so deafening that I swear I could hear his cock getting hard in his pants from across the room! Now was the perfect moment to move things along! Operation “Make my step son obsessed with me” was about to begin! With that naughty smile still on my face, I told him that “My slipper wasn’t about to put itself back on you know…” He hesitated for but a second before making a straight shot for my feet, reaching for the slipper and bringing his face inches from where my perfect, crossed soles lay waiting for him. As he picked up my slipper, he got to his knees and began to slowly lift it to my naked sole, I gently pushed it to the side with my toes and quickly pressed my flawless sole towards his face, until it came into direct contact with his lips and nose! He breathed it in as if his life depended on it! As his sniffing turned to passionate, uncontrollable kisses, I asked him in a very flirty tone, “Does SOMEONE have a foot fetish??” His response was like the breaking of a damn as he spilled ALL the beans about his love for my feet! Turns out that he had been obsessing over my "perfect soles" for some time now! How did I miss that one?! He continued to tell me that he’d had a foot fetish for as long as he could remember, and that the soles of my feet were easily the most beautiful soles he’d ever seen! “Nothing short of perfection” he tells me! Then he quickly went back to planting more horny kisses on my naked sole! Between the compliments, and all of yummy sensations that he was giving me, I couldn’t help but get a little flush in the face! A girl could really get used to having a man on his knees kissing her feet like this! I giggled while thanking him for such high praise to my feet, and decided to let him in on a little secret of my own… As he began to lick my high, wrinkled arch, I admitted that many guys throughout the years have been attracted to my feet, so I wasn’t all that surprised that he liked them too, especially since he has a foot fetish! I told him that it wasn’t as uncommon as he might think, as a matter of fact, I actually LOVE having my feet touched! This must have been the greatest thing that any woman had ever said to him, because he looked up at me with a look that was nothing short of pure joy, like a cute, lost puppy hopelessly in love! Well that was easy! I had him right where I wanted with this whole foot fetish thing, so I continued by playfully suggesting that I genuinely saw no harm in him enjoying my pretty feet! As long as we set a ground rule for it: This would be our little secret. Deal? We both know that there’s no need in making things weird or complicated for your father by telling him I’m letting you share your naughty little foot fetish with me, right? Like a good boy he eagerly agreed, but there was a bewildered look in his eyes, as if he couldn’t believe something this hot was happening to him!? I snapped him back to reality by reminding him that his father still wouldn’t be home for a few hours yet… Then I winked at him, pulled my feet away, and headed upstairs, purposely walking on my toes a bit to flex out my arches and show off my bare soles some more! As I disappeared up the stairs I let him know that my feet weren’t about to play with themselves! As he entered the room, he found me relaxing in my bed, both feet sticking out soles up from under the blankets! I wanted to ease him into this forbidden erotica, so I decided I would just lay there and see what he would do, deliberately letting his fetish take the lead on this while my soles work their magic on him, slowly chipping away at his defences. I felt SO naughty as he got on his knees at the foot of my bed and began to adore my feet, and I think we both knew in that moment, that this was the beginning of something VERY special…. To Be Continued… xoxo -Gwen