Foot Worship in a Biker Bar 3 min read

This really happened to me several years ago – I think about it a lot and thought I would share it with everyone.

I was dating a girl in Atlanta – we lived in little five points. She was very good-looking – auburn hair, green eyes, and perfect white skin. We went to a bar called the Euclid Avenue Yacht club which was really a biker bar and many drinks and several hours later, we were joined by three other girls and two guys at our table. The talk got kinky and the subject came up about women’s feet. I pointed out that I thought feet were sexy.

My GF didn’t particularly care to have her feet worshiped so I rarely did it. BUT the girl across from me said her feet were her most erogenous zone. She was very nice looking – dark hair and naturally tan skin with deep brown eyes. I made an offhand comment that her boyfriend (she didn’t actually have one) would be very lucky to be able to service her feet. My GF did not like that comment at ALL. She told me that if I was so into feet that I should worship Rachel’s (the girl who liked having her feet worshiped). Being pretty wasted at that point, I said, “FINE,” and stood up and knelt down beside Rachel and turned her chair around to face her.

In this bar, no one gave me a second look. I was really pissed at my GF and wanted to make her jealous so I asked Rachel if I could take off her boots and kiss her toes. She was blushing and could barely answer me so I took that as a yes and unzipped her left boot and removed it. To my incredible surprise, she was NOT WEARING SOCKS and the smell of leather and sweat wafted up to my face. She apologized and tried to move her feet under her chair but I would have none of it. I took her naked, beautiful foot and placed her toes over my nose and took a long, deep breath, and told her that her foot smelled wonderful.

My GF was blushing so bad at this point – her white skin was now as red as a tomato! I kissed the bottom of Rachel’s foot sloooooooooowwwwwly and gently licked her heel while looking dead into her eyes. She was breathing very heavily and was liking every minute of this. Some people passed us by and laughed at me but I did not care. I took off her other boot and this time knelt down to the floor and kissed the top of her foot. The smell was heavenly. I picked up her boot and placed it over my face just like in “A Fish Called Wanda” – my favorite scene!

I was so drunk but loved every minute of it. Rachel was just dumbfounded that a man would humiliate himself before her in public but I could tell it was a major turn-on for her.

I wanted to go much farther but felt like I needed to stop. So I took each foot in one hand and kissed her toes and put her boots back on and sat back down.

My GF was PISSED so I told her that I could make it up to her if she wanted me to and offered to put her on the bar, take off her shoes and kiss her feet until she forgave me. She looked at me like she was thinking about it but slapped me across the face instead. I was ok with that. I never saw Rachel again. That was one of the weirdest nights ever!