Showing posts with label feet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label feet. Show all posts

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Another Delightful Story About Feet

Oooooo, I just finished the Kindle edition of Leonna Black's Foot Fetish: A Story of Foot Worship.  Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!  From the description of Amanda's "Greek feet" to the delightfully sensual descriptions of their love-making, Jason and Amanda delight in each other's sexual satisfaction and company as they make love under the pier after a beach volleyball game.  Well-written with wonderful descriptions.  Amanda is one of those beautiful girls I try so hard to be--firm, athletic, confident, and able to get exactly what she wants from a beautiful boyo named Jason  ;)  who reminds me of someone. . . two someones, actually, one former, one current. . . I've always liked the name Jason. . .

A delightfully quick read with fast-paced action, wonderful description, and a final scene that will make you smile, as well as possibly reach for a cigarette or perhaps just want a cuddle afterward.  I highly recommend Foot Fetish: A Story of Foot Worship by Leonna Black.  Curious?  Care for a sample? Willing to go for broke and spend the whopping $0.99?  Here's the link:

http://www.amazon.com/Foot-Fetish-Story-Worship-ebook/dp/B003Z4K41S/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&m=AG56TWVU5XWC2&s=digital-text&qid=1296319742&sr=8-2

Enjoy, Dear Readers!

Toybag Guide to Foot and Shoe Worship

Oh, what a quick and delightful read!  This is the second reading of this wonderful work for me, and now I'm jonesing for a pedicure and shoe-shopping.

Midori takes the reader on a delightful trip through the land of foot fetishism, highlighting features for dominants, submissives, and explaining how many scenarios can take you to new heights, whether you're wearing heels or not.

I am a self-confessed foot fetishist, with quite a collection of high heels, ballet flats, and plain old workout sneakers.  My fetish started early, and I visited it often.  My earliest memory of foot love probably started when I was about 2 or 3, and my neighbor's granddaughter had a pair of plastic "play" high heels that I coveted.  I went to visit her often, and always wanted to play in them.  My grandmother (God rest her) gave me a pair of her old high heels--light, slightly faded turquoise fake-leather stilettos with an almond toe and a piece of silver filigree at the end, which my mother swears are the reason for my current bunions and pronated bones on each foot, just below my big toes.  I think what actually caused a majority of it was ballet class, when I wore my beloved toe shoes.  Later, as a teenager, I purchased a pair of 4-inch black heels for a school dance, and literally wore them out by the time I started college.

I have never had a professional pedicure, but I feel that may be changing soon.  I need to have this done, and I would also like to have a paraffin dip done.  I have also downloaded a short story about foot worship.  THAT one will be reviewed next!