I just love female feet and painted toe fetish … I even paint my own toes sometimes… Mostly I just like playing with myself looking at girls feet and toes … pictures … My toe fetish started with my first wife who would make me massage her feet and I would get excited and she made me play with myself in front of her… She had me paint her toes for her and I couldnt help getting excited. Once in a while if she was feeling really mean she would invite some girlfriends over and I had to service their feet too … She made me get naked in front of them also … for some reason it was really exciting to me and I had to play with myself in front of them too… I didnt care i kinda liked it and the girls just laughed at me… I didnt mind I was enjoying my self… Now I just mostly look at pics on the internet and jackoff… and I just love it… this toe fetish gives me an exhilarating feeling.
I am 22 years old, and escorting to pay for my university and expenses. I started when I was 18, after my parents got divorced. My dad and I moved to Reno, Nevada from California. I stayed with him but he didn’t do anything to provide for me. I attended the University of Nevada. It was expensive. I had to find a way to survive. I lie to my boyfriend and people around me by saying that my parents give me monthly allowance but little did they knew that I am an escort! I throw tantrums and get angry on days I have to satisfy clients and my boyfriend thinks t that happens because I am a spoiled – selfish brat. My issues surface especially when I drink and I get depressed. Then I get violent. I don’t want sympathy from him or anyone, just understanding but I can never reveal this to him or confess to anyone about my secrets. I just want a normal boyfriend and girlfriend relationship with him with no lies. I dont think the relationship would last if I confess to my secret to my boyfriend. Who wants an escort to be their girlfriend? I want to share this secret and take this burden off my chest. After all, tomorrow will still come and I can’t face my clients with teary eyes. This is my first step of working towards accepting me and being happy. I wish I had other ways to provide for myself other than being an escort.
From the first day we started to chat I was attracted to her. She was 22 but we had instant fantasy chemistry. We chatted over the text for hours about social taboo and how we both wanted to explore our sexual fantasies. Right away we decided to act on a fantasy of “Sex in the Car.”
We discussed and planned on many different things but then decided that we will do it at the Pine Center Mall parking lot. We decided that I will pull next to her car, she will be in the back seat of the car and blindfolded waiting for me. When the time came, she went to the parking lot first. I pulled my car next to hear and texted her if she still wanted to go through this. She said yes. I then got out of my car, and got to the passenger side of her car and got into the back seat. There she was blindfolded – ready to serve. She is 95 pounds and probably less than 5 feet tall. Tiny and very sexy. I was stunned because her pictures I saw before didn’t do the justice. She is sexier in real-life.
I don’t remember exactly the entire experience but I remember I leaned her up against the backrest, unbuttoned her blouse and unhooked her bra. I ran my hands from her face down to her perky breasts and to her jeans zipper. I then undid her pants and started stroking her clit and pussy. I knew just where to touch her. She grabbed my hard cock inside my jeans. I unbuttoned my jeans and she pulled my pants down around my ankles. She dropped on the floor on her knees, grabbed my cock and started stroking it with her hand and tracing the tip with her tongue. Pretty soon the windows were all fogged up so no one could see in, but they would sure know something was going on. That just made it more exciting. She leaned back on back seat against the door, completely naked at this point and spread her legs wide open for me. She was so wet that I easily slipped in and began fucking her. I didn’t last long because I was so worked up. After that I used a toy that she had in her purse for few minutes. But then realized a car just pulled beside our car. We had to stop. After that I cleaned myself up – she was still blindfolded. Got out of the car and texted her back saying she can take the blind fold off now.
I then drove off.
Is cheating on Facebook still cheating? According to my boyfriend and many other people out there, it is. I have my own story to tell on the subject. There was this guy who was simply breathtaking (and girlfriend taking I might add) on my friend’s list. This was a kid we’d all known in school but would never have taken a second look at, as he was just this skinny little thing back then. Who would have ever thought that he’d show up years later beautiful, buff and tatted up?
Well, everyone knows when they post pictures and status updates or other things on Facebook, and one person seems to be popping up with “likes” and comments more than others that there is something to it, especially if it is a member of the opposite sex! This is exactly what happened to me with this guy. Over time it went from posting on my statuses to private messaging me. This could not have come at a worse time in my life as my boyfriend and I were having problems. The problems were the result of being together for 5 years and being bored, or so I thought at the time.
In any case, I began to believe I was developing real feelings for this guy and we started talking more and more. I almost considered leaving my boyfriend for him on a couple of occasions. However, it wasn’t long before my boyfriend caught on and started getting suspicious. This was when it hit me that I was cheating, actually cheating. I may not have been physically cheating but I was emotionally cheating, and to some people that is even worse.
After the dust settled from the huge blow out we had over my Facebook partner in crime I realized what had happened. I was still angry with my boyfriend about a lie he had told me almost a year prior! The lie wasn’t even all that big but it had somehow destroyed my trust. My “relationship” with my Facebook friend was my way of getting even. It turns out cheating is cheating, whether it is done in person or on a social networking site. It also turns out that cheating on Facebook is a great way to get your boyfriend’s attention!
In the end, my partner in crime wound up running off with some girl (who was married) and disappearing shortly after I stopped talking to him. Unfortunately, that hasn’t stopped my boyfriend from looking over my shoulder whenever I am on Facebook, and it is a safe bet that he will be doing that for a long time to come. The moral to the story is that revenge is never a good thing, especially if you are taking it out on someone you truly love by cheating in some way.
One night when my boyfriend was tripping on mushrooms, we were sitting around listening to music and doing a lot of nothing. Well, actually, I was bored out of my mind, but he seemed perfectly content. After watching him laugh, stare and get stuck in numerous trances from the music of course, I decided to go in the bathroom and curl my hair, or do something girly, maybe give myself a pedicure. I went in and got out my little box of goodies and started brushing my hair and looking in the mirror, pondering what I felt like doing.
Now, I must give you a picture of the way our bathroom is designed in order for you to see the comedy in my bathroom sex story. First, there is no bathroom door, just a curtain we hang in the doorway, and secondly, the bathroom light switch is on the outside wall, not in the bathroom. So, anyway, one minute I am minding my own business and the next minute I am standing in total darkness!
My boyfriend had switched the light off from the outside! I yelled out, “Hey stop playing, turn the light back on!” Next thing I know he is walking into the bathroom carrying what looked like a glowing spiral fluorescent light bulb. I could see nothing but that stupid light bulb so I asked “What are you doing?” However, before the words actually came out of my mouth I realized what I was looking at.
That was no light bulb! It was his erect penis dressed in a glow-in-the-dark condom! I gasped and then started laughing and said “You are so silly!” We both laughed for a minute and then the next thing you know we were naked on the bathroom floor! I must admit the bathroom sex was surprisingly good and the laugh I got out of realizing I was staring and my boyfriends glowing penis was pretty priceless, an event I will not forget anytime soon!