"... Lets go to the store next to this... I want to see something." Felicia finished. Jen was stunned, her face burned with embarrassment with what she had just done, what she wanted to do. Felicia had acted like nothing had happened. Fel slipped her shoes back on and Jen let herself be led to the next store, a clothing store. Fel led her directly to the back and into a dressing room, shutting the door without even grabbing something to try on.
Confused Jen sat on the bench and waited for Felicia to explain. Instead Felicia lifted a foot and placed it on the bench in between Jen's legs. Jen stared and didn't move. Felicia looked a little disappointed but then smiled, reached forward and pulled the tennis shoe off. She put her foot back on the bench, socked toes wiggling. This time the flush in Jen's face seemed to please Felicia. She bent forward once again and grabbed the tip of the sock. Slowly, oh so slowly she started to pull the sock free, revealing more and more skin. Jen trembled on the bench. Her hands clenched tight on the edge of the seat, her knuckles turning white.
"I fucking knew it!" Felicia exclaimed, pulling her foot on to the ground. "You have a foot fetish! How the hell did I miss this for so long?" She paced back and forth in the small room, Jen watched aghast. She knew why she hadn't noticed. "So what? You like looking at feet? Any feet?"
The compulsion to flaunt her secret to her friend rushed through Jen and she found herself speaking before she could think. "I don't know, I REALLY like your feet. I want to suck them, to rub them on my body. I want to push your toes inside me and let you wiggle them! Her hands flew to cover her mouth, but the damage was done. Felicia looked stunned now. She had stopped pacing.
"God Jen, that's messed up..." She looked thoughtful a moment and then continued. "How badly exactly do you want to do all those things?" Jen looked down, ashamed but found herself answering none the less.
"More than anything," She whispered. Felicia grinned.
"Lets test that out shall we? Grovel at my feet and you can kiss them." Jen fell almost immediately to her hands and knees, kissing the bare foot. She took the kiss as far as she could, lips pressed hard against the skin and tongue licking down and in between the toes. Felicia found it actually felt really good and slumped against the door of the changing room. She pulled her foot back. "Sit on the bench, now!" Startled by the command but eager for more Jen did as she was told. Felicia stayed on the floor. She pulled off her other shoe and sock while Jen watched, captivated.
"Pull down your pants and underwear and sit back down on the bench," Fel ordered quietly. Jen quickly complied. "Now the shirt and bra." Fel added after a moment. Jen hesitated. She couldn't believe what she was doing just to see and touch those beautiful gorgeous feet. Felicia wiggled her toes, moving her feet a little closer but pulling away again. Jen did as she was told. Shirt and bra flopped into a pile in the corner. "Excellent! Now we are going to play a little game. Put your hands behind your back and sit up straight." Jen did as she was told. "Good little pet!" Jen blushed in humiliation but did not object, too eager for whatever would happen next.
"Now here are the rules. I am going to touch you with my feet... and you are not going to move. If you do I swear to god I'll put on my shoes and walk out of here. Understand?" Jen nodded. Fel slowly inched her feet closer and was soon rubbing gently and slowly up Jens legs, up her thighs. Jen shuddered, but kept her hands where they were. Felicia's feet made it up onto Jen's bare stomach, toes wriggling and squirming. Jen shivered and bit her lip. Finally a foot made it up to a bare breast. Felicia watched Jen's face intently as she played with her nipple, pinching it between her toes. Jen started to pant. Felicia let her second foot slip down until it was resting lightly on top of one thigh.
She pushed the thigh to the side gently, Jen moved it. Felicia moved the second thigh, exposing Jen's clean shaved pussy. It was glistening with wetness, dripping onto the bench. Felicia felt herself getting a little wet as well, and blushed her first blush. She let her foot slip to the bench between the now spread legs and inched forward. The pressure and tension throughout Jen's body was huge. She began to bounce up and down, her face red. She did not move her hands however, she did not want this to stop.
Felicia's toes hit soft wet lips. Felicia carefully pulled the lips apart by spreading her toes and Jen moaned loudly. "Quiet my pet! You wouldn't want to be thrown out of here would you?" Jen huffed and shook her head vigorously. The foot that had been on her breasts had climbed to her lips, toes dipping in and out of her mouth. "Very good dear! Now.. Move!" Jen obeyed with a huge release. Her tongue and mouth wrapped around Felicia's toes. She liked up and down the sole of her foot like it was a cock. Down below she had both hands on Felicia's other foot, pressing it hard against her clit and bouncing. She let go with one hand and spread herself open, pushing the toes inside as far as they could reach. Hot liquid poured over Felicia's foot and she almost found herself gasping.
When Jen came she moaned loudly once again, hands clutching the foot hard, fingernails digging. Jen whimpered.
"Well, good lord Jen! I had no idea!" Felicia found her own legs wobbly as she found her feet, pulling her socks and shoes on. "Let's go. I have another idea..."