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Neighbour’s feet story 7
« on: August 19, 2021, 06:18:51 AM »

Neighbours feet story :


I was playing with my friend at his place again during the study from home time ;). Cheeky ain’t it? Haha leave it. So we were playing a game when my mom came there and asked me to come home. I went with her and she told that she has to go out with dad to my grandma’s for some bhagwan related stuff.


She said I need to stay with the neighbours for the next week or so. She added that she’ll talk to Sheena aunty tomorrow. So the day came and I packed my bag to move to her house for a week. The first 3 night were nothing common other than she occasionally stepping on my hands sometimes saying sorry sometimes just laughing and others just ignoring and leaving.


The suddenly on the 4th day my friend and his dad left for a trip they had planned from before. I was again alone with aunty. I knew something was coming. But the best thing about aunty is that she never does it vanilla. There is always a story with the humiliation. And I was equally excited about that plot this time as well. And here it is..


So just after she comes back from jogging she wipes her sweat off and lay down on the couch with her feet dangling over one arm of it. I was siting on the other side of a sofa about a meter from her feet on the floor. I asked if she was ok and she needed water, she said “yup”. I got up filled a glass brought it to her she gulped it down and asked for more. I went back running and came with another glass filled. She was typing something on the phone, I was standing there in front of her there holding it in my hands. After about a minute of she ignoring me standing there, I said “aunty water”. She while still continuing typing and without even looking at me said “mmmhmm..” and continued. I stood another 5 minutes there. She put her phone down, looked at me, saw the glass in my hand and looked at my face again smiling. Then after about 10 seconds of looking she took the glass from me and took a sip and just spit all the water on my shirt. Saying this is warm bring me a cold one. I was stunned, I was expecting some humiliation as usual but this was next level. She spitting on me. Wow. This lady is amazing really. The water had got warm because of her delay and she spat on me. This is what I love about her.


I took the glass back to kitchen, filled it up again brought it back to her. She took it from me, I was leaving to change my shirt, she asked where was I going I told it to her, she said no need, its just some water it will evaporate in some time. Anyways its really warm here so it is better and will keep me cool. I again was shocked but did not argue. I sat down there just about 1/2 foot from her dangling puma sports shoes. She had already taken her phone again and started typing. I was looking at the soles of the shoes, the dirt and grass stuck on them. The soles were kind of wet also. Size 9 US engraved there. She couldn’t see me from how she was sitting. This was my time. I went real close and sat with my face just an inch away from her shoe soles. I was still looking at them when she called my name again a bit louder, not knowing I was that close to her. I spoke into her shoe soles “yes aunty here I am”. She uncrossed her ankles leaving about a gap of 2 inches between her shoes, she took a look for a second at my face there between her soles, re-crossing her ankles said, come a bit closer son. My feet are really tired today I need to rest them on something. Since you are there already, there is no space for a stool. I moved a bit closer and she rested her shoed feet on my right shoulder still crossed. Due to our positions, she being on my right, had her left shoe heel resting on my shoulder, with the top of her foot touching my lips and the tip of the nose and right one crossed over it so the heel was on the top of her left heel and side of the sole resting on the right side of face and head. She sat like that for more than 20 mins still chatting and occasionally moving a bit to adjust herself on the couch but not changing her position at all.


Then I asked aunty, can I please remove your shoes? She without moving just said “no I don’t think you’ll be comfortable that way, I mean I haven’t even taken a bath yet and I can still feel sweat on my feet. And as much as I would love to get them off I don’t think you’ll be able to handle the smell.” I said with my lips rubbing on top of her toes in the shoes “aunty I don’t thing they would be any worse than the wet shoe soles with dirt and grass on them.” She said “you asked for it. Take ‘em off if you want, just don’t bug me.” That was rude I thought while tying her shoelaces off. Removing her right shoe first revealing a completely drenched in sweat. I put her shoe down on the floor, and didn’t expecting her to move at all to help me remove her other shoe. I started to lift her right foot up, but she swiftly withdrew her foot a few centimetres to shed off my feeble hold. And then kicked on the side of my face saying “don’t move you dumbass, I want you to stay still like a stool and don’t bug me you idiot”. I was about to cry but stopped myself thinking it is just the part of the game and then tried to enjoy it. After kicking she had put her socked foot on top of her left shoe side that was just in front of my eyes. She had put her heel on top of the side with the arch of her foot touching my forehead and her big and second toe touching my hair. I could feel the sweat being absorbed by my skin from her socks. I swear a drop fell from my forehead to my lips and it was really salty. She sat like that torturing me for about 10 mins. Then moving a bit to lift her socked foot putting the heel on top of my head and then using the toes removing her other shoe. When the shoe was dangling on her toes, she brought it in front of my face, jerked her foot in a manner that the heel of her foot spun and it was just an inch from my face. She kicked towards my face and the shoe came off her foot falling in my lap. With this motion her toes came in contact of my nose for a second and went back on top of my head with her other foot. She crossed them on my head and left them there for more half an hour. Then suddenly the door bell rang, she got up to go outside in her still wet socks, came back with a large pizza in her hands and sat at the same spot imitating her previous position.


I was sad now that I won’t get to eat the pizza and she’ll be eating it while using me as a furniture for her tired and smelly feet. Then she took a slice off it and said I can also have it, if I promise to chew slowly as to not move my head a lot so her feet don’t move. I was forced to eat like that. I agreed, she took a slice threw it on floor in front if me and said pick it up before the ants steal it giggling a bit also shaking her feet a bit on top of my head. I took the slice in my hand and started collecting the toppings that had fallen on the floor and put them back on it and took really slow bites. I was moving my head real slow, it was the longest I had spent chewing and eating. I was not thinking anything other than focusing completely on not moving my head at all. I was really impressed by myself for this. But this meant by the team she was taking her 4th slice I had taken just the second. Also even after she was done I was still eating the rest of my 2nd and last slice. That is when she decided to take her socks off.


She lifted her foot from my head towards herself peeling her sock off, taking her other foot off my head, she thrusted her now bare foot on my head. As I was still chewing, this resulted in my tongue getting cut with my teeth. I was in so much pain and could feel the blood getting mixed with the pizza in my mouth, but I as ordered did not move at all. I don’t think she even knows about it. She did the same with her other foot but this time I was careful enough. After that when I brought the slice up to my mouth to eat, one of her sock came and bhagwaned on top of where I was about to bite. She had thrown them in my direction unknowingly, causing one to bhagwan on my pizza and the other to fall on my lap. I took that sock off of it and ate the remaining pizza. Probably after 20 more minutes. She lifter her feet off my head and sat like a normal person still using her phone I did mot dare to move at all even after that. After about a minute or so, I said “aunty, my face is hurting so much after chewing like that for a long time, could you please help me with it?” She looked at me and said ”I was about to ask you to massage my feet since your head is so hard for my bare feet and now they hurt.” I was shocked again. What a woman! Incredible!


So after thinking about for couple minutes, she said she has a plan, and asked me to lie down there in front front of her couch with my face under her feet. She said “This way I will massage your face with my feet and also in the process my feet will also get massaged in return.” I suddenly fell at her feet there and said “thankyou very much aunty, you are very nice to help me out like that. Even after being so tired you are doing this for me” and I kissed her foot in appreciation. She said “yeah it is fine, you can do something else for me some other time.” I laid there and she started smothering her soles on my upturned face grinding them completely in using every mm of my face to massage every inch of her feet. She did that for complete 5 minutes. I could smell her feet was all I see was her feet. She had taken me in a different world where my sole purpose was to stay put for her soles. My soul was put to help her foot soles. Probably after a few more minutes, she put her right foot’s toes on my nose and put the other foot’s feel on my lips. Now I couldn’t breath at all. I was just about to be unconscious when she took her foot off my mouth and I took a much necessary breath. Then she kept moving here toes on my nose, both feet. I said “aunty could you please move your toes away from my nose, they do not smell very good there.” She said “of course son I already told you about it earlier, anyways they can’t be that bad, as I took a bath yesterday and I only wore those socks for 3 days including today. And since these are my workout socks, so I only wear them for an hour in a day. That shouldn’t be bad at all. You are being really sensitive and silly. Moreover it feels really good when you breath between my toes, it is also helpful to dry off any sweat left there.”


She continued to keep sitting like that for about half an hour alternating between her feet for me to breathe in her toes of either foot. It was a mixture of sweat and had a hint of her perfume/lotion. After that she said “I think my feet are getting really dry under the heels, probably you should lick them to moist them so they don’t crack.” Saying that she lifted her feet and put her right heel on my mouth expecting me to open my mouth to let her heel in and so I did. She used me to wet both her heel for 5 minutes each with a minute of me being asked to lick vigorously all around till I could reach with my tongue. It was getting late now and she was also dozing off. She said “I think I’m done for today, but you can stay up for some time if you want to. But when you want to sleep, come in my room and lie down wherever you see my slippers. There will be a pillow and a sheet there, don’t make any sound and quietly lie down there.” After saying this she tried to stand up, with her heel still in my mouth. Due to the pressure I had to move my head towards my left, she stood full weight, with her heel crushing my left cheek on the floor, her other foot on the side of my head, she stated “I want you to put my slippers on your chest or face when you sleep, and keep them there till morning. I might want to go to toilet in the night, I don’t want to struggle finding my slippers at that time.” With that she took a step forward and went in her room, making a pop sound while removing her heel from my mouth. I spent some time gathering myself and waiting for my cheek to be ok. After about 10 mins I went to her room, as instructed I lay down on my spot with her slippers balanced on my equally broad chest.


She woke up 1 time that night and stood on my chest itself after wearing the slippers before going to the washroom. When she came back, her slippers were wet, she stood on chest and put her knees on the bed, dropping her slippers onto my face, before sleeping again. After that I slept and woke up in the morning when she was standing on me again and yawning.

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Re: Neighbour’s feet story 7
« Reply #1 on: November 05, 2021, 03:41:14 AM »
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