by Henry
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Hi, my name is Richard and i am 20 years old and I have a story to tell about the lust I had for my dad's feet (and still do).
I remember when I was about 8 or 9 and i used to be able to get away with getting a slight whiff of my dads feet because of my age.
My dad is 42 now and is a size 11. His feet are really meaty and they always smell because he is a builder. I can't explain the smell of his sweaty socks all i can say is that even talking about them now i have got a hard on. Because it is hard to get a smell of his feet I sometimes slip into his room at night and take one of his socks to masturbate over.
Anyway ill get on with the story.
It was about two years ago and I was in the house alone because everyone else had gone out, dad was at work and my mam and sister had gone out to a relatives house. I was watching the TV just as my dad came in from work 5 pm sharp as always. He came into the living room in his socks because his boots were muddy from work, the smeel was so strong that i could smell it from the other side of the room, i soon got an erection. He said hi and we started talking about everything and anything for about half an hour. My dad was getting tired now because he had been working all day so he decided to have a short sleep on the settee.
10 minutes later my mam phoned telling me that she would be staying the night at my aunty Sues. Guess what ran through my mind?
I sat back down and looked at my dad who was flat out on the settee 5 feet away from me and thought about what to do next. My dad was a heavy sleeper so that was a plus but what if he caught me sniffing his moist working socks, what would I say?
Anyway i couldnt afford to miss this oppurtunity so I quietly walked across the room and sat down on the floor with his feet about half a foot away from my face. I was sure i was going to come then but i resisted it. The smell was damp and to me a smell of heaven. I lowered my head closer to his feet and took in a big breath of the odour it was heaven. I put my whole face in between his two feet and stayed there for 5 minutes atleast. Luckily for me his socks had holes in on the toe end so I quickly began to lick in between his toes and small pieces of wool from his socks were lapped up. They tasted of salt and they were still wet with fresh sweat from a hard days work. By now i felt as though my cock was going to explode any second. Then he stirred in his sleep so i stopped, things ran through my head I looked up to his face only to see that he was awake and looking right back at me.
Had he been awake the whole time but pretended to be asleep? What was i going to say?
He asked me what i was doing and i came up with something stupid i can't even remember what it was because what happened next took me by complete suprise. He said ' well carry on '. I couldnt believe my look.
He pushed both of his manly feet into my face and ordered me to suck his big toe. I took off his moist socks and put them down beside me and started sucking on his toe as he ordered, while I was doing this he was laughing at me which made me feel inferior to him and this made me come a bit. He was still lying down and he orderd me to lay on the floor so he could use my face as a foot stool, he sat up on the settee i obeyed and let him humiliate me but it never felt like that at the time it just felt lovely.
He applied pressure to my face a bit and laughed at me. I was his foot stool for about 10 minutes while he continually laughed at me.
He doesnt seem to comprehend what he done to me because he has never mentioned it since.
But every now and then when no one is around he lets me massage and sniff his feet but he never goes as far as before.
I still love his feet and he complains about his socks going missing.
