The Foot Boy
A little foot fetish story that popped into my head, a little fun between a human male who is alone in the city of Omai - a fantasy fur only city other than him - and a black lab named Tina. Enjoy.
There were two things about the beach that made it both a heaven and a hell for Andrew.
The first was that he was the only human there. Of course, that happened almost everywhere, but on the beach, it was a little more obvious than in most places, considering that he was the only one that had to wear sunscreen. The various anthro species that called the beach their second home could always smell it a mile away, and it always singled him out. Not necessarily a bad thing, but it did make him very conspicuous, and it called more attention to his species than normal, pointing out another way that he was different from everyone else in the area.
The second was that every damn person was wearing sandals, and as Andrew had a foot fetish, it was very difficult to keep from...reacting...to the sight of all those feet being flashed in his direction.
He sat on his little towel, blushing as he kept his legs curled up against his chest, hiding the erection throbbing inside of his swim trunks as he watched the various hotties walk by. Most of them wore little more than a speedo - and a bikini top in the case of the females - and they always seemed to invite others looking at them. Hell, a lot of the other people at the beach, sitting on beach towels like him, openly ogled some of the males and females coming down from the parking lot, showing off how they liked the show.
Not him. More often than not, Andrew kept his eyes averted from the newcomers, trying to keep his attention on something else. It didn't help that looking down generally gave him the best show of the house, either; considering what he was most interested in, and how little the sandals actually hid the various feet that passed by his spot, he was being bombarded with a series of extremely sexy feet.
Groaning, Andrew rested his chin on his knees. "Why the hell did I think going to the beach was a good idea?" the human muttered under his breath.
It had seemed like a good idea at the time, though part of that had just been to get away from his roommate and get a little peace and quiet. The beach had seemed like a good place for that, considering that it was still early on in the summer, and he hadn't thought that there would be much people down at the beach when the weather hadn't hit the hotter points of the year yet.
He'd forgotten the difference between the anthros and the humans in this regard. Understandable, really, considering that he'd only moved to Omai a few months back, and there hadn't been many - if any - anthros back home. They were in the extreme minority back there, and it was rare to even see one of them out in public. Sort of the way that it was for humans here in Omai.
Apparently, the beach season started earlier for the anthros. Probably because of all the fur most of them had, he thought to himself; must keep them a lot warmer most of the time.
Another pair of feet passed by his towel, and Andrew suppressed a little grunt as his cock twitched inside of his swim trunks. This one belonged to a vixen, he thought to himself as it walked by, red fur along the top, white fur and pink pads along the bottom. The underside was soft looking, and the foot itself rather slender, if a little bit on the long side.
He tore his eyes away from it as he realized that he was starting to watch her foot as she walked off, shaking his head a few times. "GAH!" Andrew growled under his breath. "Gotta keep from doing that. People are going to think I'm just some pervert if I keep that up."
Still, it was pretty hard not to do stuff like that. Foot after foot passed by, and while he was able to keep from looking at the male feet easily enough, it was a good bit harder to keep from staring at the female ones that passed by. And he could always tell the difference; they weren't quite so sweaty, for one, and they were a bit smaller. Even the orca females - and there were more than a few of those - had more slender feet than their male counterparts, though their feet were chubbier and fleshier than most of the other females that walked by.
Grumbling under his breath, the human did his best to ignore the growing feeling of rigidity in his swim trunks, and tried to focus on something else. The sounds of the waves, the steadily warming sun, the -
"Hey, can you help me with something?"
Andrew almost fell over at the soft voice that seemed to come from right next to his ear, and barely caught himself before he could tumble over. He blushed as he heard the voice break out in laughter, shaking his head as he re-arranged himself so that his bulge wouldn't be so visible before turning to see who had surprised him.
His eyes would have popped out of his head if he wasn't already so embarrassed, and as it was they still went wide at the sight of the beautiful black lab in front of him. She was a little on the short side, but not by much, still standing at least at the level of his shoulder. Or at least, where that level would be if he was standing up. She wore a blue bikini, one that was very tight, and seemed to be challenging her breasts to stay inside if they could. Likewise down below, he noticed with a little flick of his eyes in that direction; her groin was barely covered by the thing, and he would have sworn that there was something of a wet spot in her swimsuit as well, though considering the darker color of blue down there, he couldn't be sure.
She was lean, lithe, with muscles running down her arms and legs that told him that she was an experienced swimmer as well as just plain gorgeous. Her ears flicked a bit as he looked back up at her face, and there was a mischievous grin on her muzzle. "Heh, done getting an eyeful?" she asked with a chuckle.
"Oh, uh, sorry, sorry about that," Andrew said, shaking his head as his blush grew a little hotter.
"Don't worry about it," she said. "Would I dress this way if I really got bothered by people looking?"
"Probably not," he admitted, following her gesture down her body. His eyes reached her feet - complete with sandals - and he had to rip his gaze off of those black toes and back up to her face. Doing his best to ignore the steady throbbing below his waist, he looked back up at her eyes. "So...you said you wanted help with something?"
"Yeah, I do." She nodded towards the parking lot. "See, I came here by myself, but I brought a little more than I can carry with me. Mind watching my stuff while I make a quick run back to the parking lot to get the rest?"
"Sure," Andrew said. Before he could introduce himself or ask what her name was, though, the canine was off like a shot, running back towards the parking lot. Her sandals slipped along her feet, and he got a perfect view of her soles for a second before she ran out of sight. They were more humanoid in shape, rather than the paw-feet of the vixen earlier, or the digitigrade feet that he saw often around the city, and they looked so smooth as well.
He shook his head, trying to drive the image out of his mind, but it just wouldn't go away. Even when he leaned back a bit - still keeping his legs up to hide his bulge - and kept his eyes on the people around, making sure that the stuff wouldn't be taken, his thoughts kept going back to that little mental snapshot. They were...so very sexy.
Andrew slapped the back of his head, and pushed the image out with a mix of physical pain and willpower. "I am never gonna get off this beach if I can't stop thinking about that," he muttered to himself.
"Stop thinking about what?" Her voice almost made him jump again, and he only stopped himself from leaping up by clenching his hands into fists, gripping his towel tightly.
The black lab sat a cooler down next to the umbrella and towel that she had left near him, as well as a radio. "That's better," she said with a small smile before turning to look at him. "Thanks for watching my stuff. I know it probably would have been fine, but better safe than sorry, huh?"
"No kidding." He offered her his hand. "My name's Andrew, by the by."
"Tina," she said, taking his hand and giving it a quick shake. She cocked her head to the side, chuckling a bit as she looked at him. "Why are you all bent up like that? Stomachache or something?"
"Something like that," he said with a small nod. He blushed at the way that she looked down at him, and he looked away as she looked at his face.
"Seems like something a little more than that, Andrew," she said, and he could hear the little giggle in her voice that she seemed to be trying to hide from him. "Seems like...you might be hiding something. Oh what, oh what could that be, huh? I mean, you're all bunched up, trying to keep yourself as small as possible."
"I'm not hiding anything!" he protested.
"Heh, your blush says something else," Tina said with a grin. She leaned forward, and despite himself, Andrew couldn't help looking down a bit, seeing down between her breasts. He swore that they were trying to fall out of the top holding them back, and he could not believe that gravity wasn't tugging them out already.
He was distracted enough by looking at them that he almost missed Tina reaching down for his crotch. Her hand was past his knees and just over his groin before he noticed it, and he scampered back quickly. The move put him out of reach, but it pushed his legs apart long enough for her to get a good look at what he was hiding.
The stare that she gave him, combined with the way her grin got bigger and bigger, made Andrew want to bury himself in the sand like some sort of bug. He groaned softly, waiting for the teasing he was going to get.
Tina stepped forward, looking down at him. "Heh, I didn't know that humans got that big down there," the black lab said with a chuckle. She knelt down beside him, and he felt her finger poking at his bulge, pushing it, letting it come back up before pushing and poking at it again. "How long have you been this hard, huh? How many girls you been peeping at since you got here?"
"I...I haven't been peeping or anything," he said, shaking his head. Oh god it was getting harder. Each touch made him throb a bit more, and the way that she grinned at him..."I haven't been peeping at anybody."
"Then you must have one hell of a hair trigger, Andrew, because this is one hard cock," she said.
He winced, looking around, but nobody seemed to react to what she had said. "Keep it down, keep it down," he whispered.
"Heh, don't worry about it." She patted his bulge, and he couldn't stop the moan from getting out this time. Tina giggled again at that, but didn't push him again. "But what were you looking at? Even if you weren't peeping, you must have been getting a kick out of seeing some of the girls come by. What were you staring at, hmm?" She leaned in, and he couldn't lean back without falling over. Her breasts pressed against his chest as she continued to tease him, her muzzle almost against his lips as she kept close. "You a breast man? A butt man? Leg?"
He shook his head, denying it, but she kept pressing at him. "Hmmm, those are usually pretty much what all men like, but maybe you're something different, huh?" Tina said.
"I'm not - "
"Oh shush, I can feel your cock throbbing against me right now," she said, almost sitting in his lap as she loomed over him. She even patted it again for emphasis, and this time Andrew was sure that there was a little more than a throb as a reaction, as he felt a little wet spot against the head of his cock now.
Tina must have as well, because she went right back to groping him, grinding her paw against his bulge. "Heh, you really are a hair trigger guy, aren't you? I mean, even someone who's been hard for a while wouldn't just start leaking at a few pokes...unless you really like something that you see around here." She smiled. "If you're not one of those three, then are you a belly guy? Or maybe you like the males around here more than the females?"
"NO!" he said, barely keeping himself from shouting but not losing the emphasis. He blushed worse as her hand moved up his bulge, threatening to slide past his waistband. "Please...please just...stop groping me, and I'll tell you!"
"Awwww, spoiling my fun," she said with a pout. However, she did pull her hand back, and Andrew breathed a sigh of relief as she sat down on the edge of the towel with him. Her eyes were down at his groin, though, and he couldn't help but feel it twitch just a bit as she continued to stare down there. "Okay, I stopped groping you. Now tell me what you keep looking at, huh?"
The human could hardly believe that this had happened. This day could not have gone more embarrassingly. Taking a deep breath, he nodded down towards her sandaled feet. "I've...I've been looking at the feet of the different girls that pass by," Andrew admitted. "I got...I guess I got a foot fetish. It makes things a little embarrassing for me during sandal season."
He expected her to laugh at him a bit for saying something like that, for admitting something so silly, and he wasn't disappointed. Tina's laugh wasn't all that loud, but it was definitely loud enough for him to cringe a bit. She fell on her side as she laughed at him, but only for a few seconds. Pulling herself up to her feet, she shook her head at him. "I gotta say, I wasn't expecting to hear you say something like that," Tina said. She looked down at her feet, and kicked off one of her sandals. She held it up, standing on one foot while holding her foot in front of his face. "What were you thinking of mine, just out of curiosity?"
His eyes went wide, and he stared up at her between the gaps of her toes. "Are you serious?" he asked, even as his cock throbbed in his swim trunks. He could have sworn that it had just leaked more pre into his swimsuit too, but he couldn't look down to check.
"I'm really serious here, foot boy," Tina said with a grin. She wiggled her toes, and he blushed as he watched them dance in front of his eyes. "Heh, looking at how hard you are, you really love this foot. I bet you were staring at my feet when I ran back to the car, weren't you?"
"I - "
"Don't bother answering, I think your cock is giving me all the evidence I need here," Tina said with a laugh. She brought her foot down, but only to push it against his crotch.
Andrew gasped at the feeling of it pressing against his cock, and blushed as Tina rubbed her foot back and forth across his bulge. His shaft throbbed hard under her foot, sandwiched between her foot and his groin, and every time she slid her foot along the bottom of his shaft, grinding it against him, he could feel it getting a little wetter inside of his swimsuit as his cock was milked of pre. "Come on...not...not out here...someone -"
"Might see you for the foot boy you are?" Tina asked. She smirked. "What's wrong with that? Girls knowing that you want to play with their feet, let them tease you like this. Knowing they can push your buttons just by taking of their shoes and flashing you with their feet? Hell, it would make you the easiest guy in existence to please, you know that?" She curled his toes around the tip of his bulge, and he groaned again, shuddering at the way that it pushed him so close to the edge. "I bet you're right on the verge of cumming in your swimsuit, aren't you, foot boy? You love my feet so much that I bet you'd pull your cock out of your swimsuit and cum all over my toes if I asked you to, wouldn't you?"
Everything she said combined with the feeling of her feet on his bulge to make him more turned on than he had ever been; nothing on the internet, nor in the few encounters he'd had with some fellow humans back home had prepared him for something like this. He panted, groaning as his hips jerked a few times, grinding against her foot on his crotch. He was so close, so very close.
Then she pulled her foot back, and he whimpered in need, right on the cusp. "What...why...why did you stop?" he asked.
"Heh, if you're going to cum, you're going to cum my way," Tina said with a grin. The black lab sat down on the edge of the towel again, kicking off her other sandal. She held both of her feet up, wiggling her toes. The bottoms of her feet were just slightly damp with some sweat, not enough to smell, but enough to make them shine slightly. "If you want to finish, you're going to take that cock out, and then jerk that cock of yours until you spurt your human cum all over my feet. And then, just to make sure that you understand what you've done, you're going to lick it up."
She smiled at him as he blushed, and she pushed one foot out, dragging her big toe across his cheek. There were a few other beach goers looking at them now, not that she cared as she tapped her big toe against his lips. "Or, you can just say no, and I'll pick up my stuff and go. You'll never see me again, and you'll just have to deal with that throbbing, hard cock in your pants yourself, either now, or when you go back home and remember this. It's your choice, foot boy."
With the most perfect pair of feet in his face that he had ever imagined, there was no choice for Andrew. Barely thinking, he pulled down the front of his swim trunks and revealed his cock. It was a throbbing seven inches, and the tip was shiny with his pre. He grabbed it, jerking himself off as he stared at Tina's feet. The black lab pulled them back a bit, holding them just a little bit away from his cock, and she wiggled her toes for him. He moaned softly as his hand flew up and down his cock, imagining what it would feel like if he could just press his cock against her feet.
"That's it, foot boy, jerk that cock for me," Tina said with a grin on her face. She teasingly pushed one foot near his cock, not touching it, but making it look like she might. "Jerk that cock for me, and cum all over my feet. You know you want to. You want to cum over every girl's feet here on the beach, don't you? Such a little pervert human. Can't help but get turned on over feet of all things."
That was it. That was all he could take. Moaning, Andrew thrust against his hand a few more times before cumming hard. He felt like he was exploding with pleasure, his body shaking as his cock danced in orgasm, bouncing up and down as it spilled its load. Shot after shot of cum spurted out, and he watched it land on Tina's feet, the white so very visible against the black on the bottoms of her feet. He moaned, as even that drew his orgasm out, just looking at how sexy her feet looked with his cum on them.
Panting, he just sat there for a moment, before she pushed her feet towards his face. Instantly his cock started perking back up, even as she said, "Now, lick them clean."
He dragged his tongue along the bottoms of her feet, tasting his seed. He often cleaned up after himself, so it wasn't that different, but there was the taste of her feet under the taste of his cum. That was new, and it was good, he thought. Slightly musky, but not much, almost nothing there. A bit of the leather taste from the sandal, but that was weak too. Mostly, it was just the taste of her foot, her skin, and it was surprisingly good to him, very mild.
He licked over her heel and her arch, and under her toes, gathering all of his cum off of one foot before going over to the other one. It didn't take long to get them clean, and he was fully hard by the end of the experience.
Tina smiled at him as she put her sandals back on, and she got up to her feet before grabbing her stuff. "Heh, thanks for the fun, foot boy; I'll have to see if you come down to the beach a little more often," she said with a wink. She walked off, her sandals looser than before, and he blushed as she continued to flash him with the bottoms of her feet.
Only when he heard some giggles from around him did he realize that his cock was still out, and still hard. Andrew blushed worse than ever as he tucked himself back into his swimsuit, knowing it was too late, and that people had already seen him like that.
He started to get up, but before he could, a foot pushed itself against his chest and knocked him down, holding him down against the towel. He recognized the underside of it as the vixen he had noticed walking onto the beach before. Looking up her leg, he saw that she was just as pretty as he imagined.
Her big toe pushed against his lips, shoving inside. "Heh, if I had thought that you were this kind of guy, I would have done this earlier," the vixen said with a grin. As she grinned, Andrew recognized her. She was the floor manager at the office he worked at.
Oh...crap...
His eyes must have been showing signs of worry, because she chuckled and leaned down, patting his cheek. "Hey, don't worry. Things are different here in Omai. Have some fun, enjoy yourself." She winked. "And remember your place, foot boy. Now, suck on my toe; if you do a good enough job, maybe I'll let you cum on my feet too," she said.
Behind her, there were some other females taking off their sandals as well. Some were big, some were small, and there were many different species lining up to try out the human foot boy. Andrew groaned softly at the sight of so many bare feet, his cock throbbing so hard in his swimsuit that it almost hurt.
"Well? Are you going to get to work or not, human?" Yui - the vixen above - asked him.
He nodded, opening his mouth. This was not what he was used to, but hell if he was going to protest anymore at this point. Moaning already as he suckled on her big toe, Andrew wondered just what other differences there were here in Omai compared to where he came from.