Fall in love with your shoes

As the Spring Festival approaches, the capital city gradually empties out. Waves of migrant workers are swallowed up by all sorts of metal monsters, sweeping from one city to another in various ways. I've already booked my train ticket, and the company has given us an early holiday. I find working tiring, but once I'm on holiday, I feel a bit aimless. Xin Yue has already returned home to Huairou, so it's inconvenient to invite her over. I couldn't sleep early this morning, so I got up and sat in front of the computer to try and write something, but my mind was blank, and I didn't want to type a single word. After watching a movie for a while, I logged into my work QQ account and saw that Li Chenying was online. I asked her to go out and have some fun, and maybe film a foot fetish video. Li Chenying was also bored at home because her boyfriend was at work, so we immediately agreed. Li Chenying said, "Shall we go to a Home Inn?" I said, "Going to a Home Inn is too expensive. It's better to come to my place! There are no outsiders at my place!" Li Chenying said, "Okay, send me the address." I sent her the address and told her to bring a few extra pairs of shoes. A short while later, her QQ avatar went gray, and I knew she had already left. I quickly tidied up the house and took out the DV camera and tripod. Half an hour later, Li Chenying arrived. She came in and saw the DV camera, saying, "Are you really going to film a video?" I said, "Yes, nothing else, just foot fetish. What shoes did you bring?" Li Chenying said, "Including the leather shoes I'm wearing, I also brought a pair of sneakers and a pair of high heels, enough to keep you entertained!" I said, "Haha, when do I have time to come to your house and play with all your shoes!" Li Chenying said, "Come to my house? Why didn't you say so earlier? There's no one home, and I had to come out!" I said, "When you're sure your boyfriend isn't home, didn't you say he sometimes goes on business trips? Now it's before the holiday, and many companies might not start work on time. What if he comes back in the middle of the day?" Li Chenying said, "You really think a lot!" We chatted in the living room for a while, and Li Chenying said, "Come on, let's play, shall we start with foot fetish?" I said, "Okay!" I took out a mat, laid it on the floor, took off my clothes, and lay down on it. Li Chenying bent down to tighten her shoelaces, stood up, and rubbed the soles of her shoes against my crotch, saying, "Why aren't you taking off your underwear?" I said, "I'll take them off later. What's the point of taking them all off at once?" Li Chenying was wearing a pair of black leather shoes, which felt cool against my skin. The soles were rough, with irregular patterns, and provided strong friction. Rather than stepping on me, Li Chenying preferred to stand with one foot on the ground and the other on me, rubbing the sole against me, or standing on tiptoe and twisting and grinding her toes. The heels of her shoes were about 8 centimeters high, square, and quite thick. So she also used the square heels to grind against my nipples. The soles were about 3 centimeters thick, with rounded toes, giving them a shapely appearance. With both feet on my body, they seemed even more artistic under my gaze. I slightly raised my head, and out of the corner of my eye, I could see that the soles were about half a centimeter above my skin at the toes. Li Chenying stepped on me while saying, "You can hardly see the heel marks from your high heels anymore! Want to wear heels again and step on me?" I said, "No, I'm going home for the New Year soon, I can't go back with a whole bunch of shoe prints on me!" Li Chenying said, "Okay then, I'll grant your wish. But shouldn't you grant my wish too? Let me step on you there! Why aren't you taking off your underwear? It's almost bursting!" I said, "I'll definitely take it off in a bit, I have to record a video, what's the rush!" Li Chenying said, "Then get up and take off your shoes, change into those sneakers!" Saying that, she sat on the sofa, stretching her legs straight out in front of her. I knelt down, untied the shoelaces, grabbed the heel and took off the shoes, slowly bringing my nose close to her feet and the top of the shoes, smelling the fragrance of her feet, my lower body throbbed even more. I took her light gray sneakers and was about to put them on her when she kicked them off, saying, "Use your mouth! What's the point of using your hands all the time?" I nodded, put my hands on the ground, and picked up the shoe with my mouth, then crawled over and put the shoe on her feet. I used my chin to push the shoe through, then tried to use my teeth to pick up the heel. Her pale purple cotton socks were pressed against my nose, making it a bit difficult to put the shoe on. She said, "You're so clumsy! Okay, okay, use your hands! Besides, I only asked you to bring the shoe to me with your mouth, not to put it on!" I shook my head helplessly, put the shoe on for her with my hands, and lay back down on the mat. Li Chenying stood up, stretched her legs, tapped her toes on the ground a few times, then walked to my side. Instead of stepping on it, she straddled me and sat on my stomach. She pinched my nipples, starting gently, then gradually increasing the pressure, finally pulling them off, repeating this several times. I felt my nipples harden slightly. She gently ran her palm over them, a cool sensation that felt pleasant. She stood up again, raised her heels, and rubbed my nipples in circles with the balls of her shoes. I glanced down and saw some dust on my breasts—dust from the soles of her shoes. She lightly stepped on my stomach, then moved to my legs, placing one foot on each thigh, turning around on my thighs, and lifting one foot to rub against the bulge in my groin. I looked up slightly and saw that the bulge in my groin was also gray. I involuntarily shifted, and Li Chenying stumbled, almost falling. She stomped her feet hard on my stomach twice. Because I was prepared, holding my breath and sticking out my belly, I could tolerate those two stomps. However, what I couldn't resist was the desire to succumb to her feet. I begged her for mercy and sat up. She also sighed and sat on the sofa, crossing her legs and swinging her feet. I couldn't resist the temptation any longer. I scrambled over to her, took off her shoes, and inhaled deeply the scent of her feet. Like a drug addict going through withdrawal, I displayed the madness that comes with the drugs. I was thankful I'd never shown this gluttonous side to Xin Yue before, or it would have been incredibly embarrassing. I tried to calm myself down, but the urge to release grew stronger and stronger. I was overcome with the urge to lick her feet, so I pulled off her socks and eagerly stuffed her toes into my mouth. After licking her feet, I felt a little calmer. I stood up and said to her, "Take your pants off." "Take your pants off"—the phrase suddenly sounded familiar, but I couldn't remember who I'd said it to. Before I could even think about it, my lower body was already free of my underwear. Li Chenying looked at me and gently grasped my erection. Then, leaning back on the sofa, she lifted my scrotum with the back of her foot and pushed it up. My scrotum slid off her toes, and her sole slid from underneath to top, covering my erect penis. I moved the cushion next to the sofa, adjusted the camera, lay down on the cushion, and signaled to her that we could begin. She showed no discomfort whatsoever; on the contrary, she happily used her feet to tease my penis, stroking and manipulating it with just the right amount of pressure and rhythm. I wondered if she had practiced in private. Stimulated by the foot fetish, I became surprisingly calm. I reached for her purple cotton socks, held them to my nose, placed one sneaker on top, and inhaled the scent. "Oh dear, I can't take it anymore, I'm tired. It's been over 10 minutes and it's still not out. Can you be serious?" I said. "I am being serious, okay!" Li Chenying stepped on my penis to rest. After a few minutes, she started playing with it again with great interest, saying, "Hehe, this is really interesting. It was so long just now, and it shrank back so quickly!" I said disdainfully, "Tch, like you've never seen anything like it before!" Li Chenying said, "I have seen it, but you're the only one I can play with with my feet!" As she spoke, the frequency of her foot movements increased, and under the continuous stimulation, my bodily fluids flowed out uncontrollably. I lay down to rest for a while, then got up, turned off the camera, cleaned up the "filming set," and brought a basin of water to wash her feet. Her feet playfully teased my hand. She said, "Can you copy the video for me?" I said, "Sure, I'll edit it later!" She said, "Okay, send me a copy as a souvenir. Why didn't you think of recording it when we played around before?" I said, "It's better to film less of this stuff. We're not making videos to sell, it's not good if our own stuff gets leaked!" She said, "That's true, we're just playing around, it's better not to let anyone know! But I see a lot of videos being sold online!" I said, "Those are for professional video creators, we don't participate. But..." "But what?" she said. I dried her feet, then picked up the socks I'd been smelling for ages and said, "You could sell them as used socks!" She said, "How many people would buy them?" I said, "Don't underestimate them, there are quite a few buyers! At least you can make some extra money!" She said, "Haha, I'll try it sometime!" We played around for a while longer, and before she went home, I insisted on taking her sneakers to add to my collection. I've collected several pairs of shoes, and these sneakers are only my second pair, which I just got. Li Chenying had the good fortune to see my collection. She said, "Do you often take them out to play with?" I said, "Yes, they're a kind of collectible!" Then I took out the pair of high heels I'd stolen from her before and handed them to her, saying, "Look, I'm better maintained than you are! In my eyes, shoes worn by beautiful women are works of art. Foot fetishism is an artistic enjoyment; venting is secondary." Li Chenying pouted and threw the shoes at me, saying, "Venting is secondary? Okay, you said it. Next time, I'll only let you enjoy, not vent!" I quickly begged for forgiveness, "Oh, sister, I was wrong. Venting under your feet is the main thing!" Li Chenying said, "That's more like it! Okay, I'm going home!" I knelt down and prostrated myself on the ground. Li Chenying said, "What are you doing? Kneeling away, no need, no need for formalities.""Get on my back!" I said with a laugh. "Stop kneeling! Come on, ride on my back and I'll carry you to the door!" Li Chenying pouted and said, "You're really something!" With that, she straddled me and rode on my back. I carried her to the door, helped her put on her shoes, then crawled out from under her legs, opened the door, and said, "Come again sometime, Sister Yingying." She said goodbye, and the moment she stepped out, I snatched the bag of high heels she was carrying, put on the safety chain, and said to her, "Sister, this is for me, don't be shy!" Li Chenying stomped her foot, gave me a disdainful gesture, and then went downstairs. I put the shoes away, lay on the bed, and savored the scene from earlier. I picked up the camera and played the video, still feeling very excited. Snow started falling outside, a good omen for a bountiful year, the Spring Festival was approaching. Returning home for the Spring Festival, what I missed most was visiting Jiang Na, who had guided my foot fetish, and Teacher Zhu, who had enslaved me. They both used their feet to torment me, but the difference was that Jiang Na's methods were gentle, making me willingly and joyfully submit, while Zhu Xiaoting's were violent, forcing me to obey and submit. Back in high school, I was brutally abused by Zhu Xiaoting, repeatedly forced into foot fetishes. However, my foot fetish deepened, to the point that what she initially intended as humiliation became a pleasure for me. I had to pretend to be terrified and unable to accept it, allowing her to coerce me into accepting her various forms of torture, forcing me to memorize the words and sentences she left me. She believed that a man's genitals represented dignity, and that playing with his feet was an insult, unaware that for me, having my dignity played with by such a beautiful, authoritative, and respected woman was a kind of happiness. I lived at school during high school and rarely went home. Jiang Na was in college at the time, so we rarely saw each other. She wouldn't know that the "virgin" she'd been saving, wanting to deflower herself with her feet, had already given himself to another beautiful woman. During winter break of my first year of high school, Jiang Na was home, but I had tutoring, so we didn't have much time together. It might not have mattered to her, but for me, it was torture. After all, Jiang Na was my guide in foot fetishism; her feet were the first I'd smelled up close. She was the first person to shatter my illusions and truly embrace the feet of a woman—a position no one else could hold. That year, it was just before the Spring Festival. My tutoring ended, and the moment I'd been waiting for arrived. On the morning of the first day of vacation, my parents went to work, leaving me alone at home. I couldn't contain myself any longer. That day, like today, it was snowing. The sky was overcast, and the house was dark, but my heart longed for the light from across the hall. Even so, I tried my best to control my emotions, because my heart was pounding. Was it nervousness? Excitement? Thrill? Or the joy of anticipation? I can't quite explain it. I finally couldn't hold back any longer and knocked on the door across the hall. The door opened; it was Jiang Na. Just as I'd observed through the peephole, Jiang Shuang and her parents were out, leaving only Jiang Na at home. As I entered the Jiang family home, the scenes I'd been mentally rehearsing all suddenly froze, and I stood awkwardly at the doorway. Jiang Na, on the other hand, seemed quite happy. She said, "Come in, why are you standing at the door?" I followed her into the bedroom, which was furnished the same as always. It was here that Jiang Na had played with my genitals with her feet; that was the first time I'd received guidance from a woman. It was also in this room that I licked Jiang Na's feet, and despite my usual fastidiousness, I licked them very carefully. Jiang Na was wearing a terrycloth nightgown, the loose hem dragging near her ankles, and pink cotton slippers, barefoot, sitting on the edge of the bed. The blankets on the bed were messy, as if she'd just gotten up. I felt a little uneasy; entering a girl's bedroom like this always made me a little nervous. "Why did you call me here so early?" Jiang Na asked, sitting across from me. "I... I just wanted to play with you for a while," I said. As I spoke, my eyes glanced at her feet. "Oh? Are you feeling horny again?" Jiang Na said. "Yeah, how about I lick your feet first?" I said frankly. Jiang Na blinked, kicked off her slippers, and stretched out her white feet to place on my lap, saying, "Okay, I'll lick them then, since my skin is drier in winter anyway." I wanted to stand up and take off my clothes, but I was too embarrassed to let her take my feet off. As I hesitated, Jiang Na said, "What, are you going to lick them or not? If not, go home, I'm going to sleep." I relaxed and said, "Sister Na, I'll take off my pants." Jiang Na was stunned for a moment. Of course, she didn't know that I was already used to this, and she certainly didn't know that my genitals had already been gang-raped by three women. In her eyes, my sensitive area was still virgin territory, a place she would inevitably set foot in sooner or later, unaware that it had already been trodden, trampled, and ravaged by others. It was like eyeing an apple but not eating it, insisting on waiting until it ripened, only to have it repeatedly nibbled on while still green. Even when it ripened, it was merely after it had been nibbled on. Her feet had long since explored countless "new" and "old" territories, but when she saw a long-visited "new" area about to open its gates to her feet, she felt a little embarrassed, even shy. Her face flushed slightly as she said, "Then take it off, it's not like I haven't taken it off before." At this moment, she didn't understand my intentions, unsure whether I wanted her to venture in, or whether, as before, she would simply enjoy the scenery and then leave. Thus, it was I who was eager to open the door. She withdrew her feet, and I slowly stood up, unbuckled my belt, and took off my pants, leaving not even my underwear—a proactive stance I had never shown before. "Take off your clothes too," Jiang Na began to get into character. As I undressed, her feet, which had ravaged countless young men and explored countless sensitive areas, landed precisely on the most sensitive spot. I could feel my body changing on its own. I had barely settled down when her feet began to skillfully rub. I moved in sync with her footwork; she lowered her head slightly, one hand tossing her hair, the other pressing down on her clothes, her white calves trembling slightly with the movement of her feet. "Little brother, do you really want me to come?" Jiang Na suddenly asked. "Sister, just keep going, I really want you to come!" I said, "It seems like I'm almost there." Jiang Na increased the frequency, and I gritted my teeth, my body being pulled away by her feet amidst the slapping sounds of her soles against my stomach. After cleaning the room, she took me to the bathroom to shower. After my shower, the room was still a bit cold. She told me to cover myself with her blanket and whispered in my ear, "Little brother Zhang, why are you being so good today? Willingly letting your older sister bully you?" Facing this kind neighbor who claimed to "bully me" but was actually very gentle with me and had repeatedly protected me from her sister's violence, I poured out all the grievances I had suffered at school. This included how Song Xiaoyu and Liu Yan beat me up, how Zhu Xiaoting abused me, how Jin Yao humiliated me, and how the girl in blue shoes rode on top of me and did *that*. I poured out my heart to her, crying. Jiang Na hugged me and whispered, "Okay, don't cry, it's all over. Didn't you say things are getting better now? It's alright, don't keep thinking about it." I nodded and said, "But..." Jiang Na said, "That girl in the blue shoes?" I said, "Yeah, she always seems a little uncomfortable." Jiang Na said, "It's nothing serious! What's the difference between that and something done with your hands or feet? Just think of it as your older sister teasing you, or consider it a sign of growing up!" I felt enlightened. After talking to her for a while, I got dressed and prepared to go home. On the shoe rack by the door, I smelled a pair of snow boots. Jiang Na saw me to the door and said, "Okay, go home, those are Jiang Shuang's shoes!"...Back to reality. Thinking back on those times, I really couldn't wait to go home for the New Year. I'd already bought my train ticket; it was a sleeper train for tomorrow. I so hoped I'd have some "adventures" on the sleeper train. I remember once, during my university years, I took a hard-seat train home. A girl across from me wore beautiful boots, which left a wonderful memory and added a lot of charm to that journey. Many like-minded people have written about their "adventures" on sleeper trains, and I hope tomorrow will bring even more exciting stories! Of course, train travel during the Spring Festival travel rush is rarely smooth sailing. However, life on the road isn't always pleasant, but if you think positively, even just dreaming about it can give you a goal to strive for. [The End]

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