The best thing about living in California is the access to the beach. Not for the golden sand or the clear blue water. Not even for the sun. Nope. I love living near the beach because it gives me access to view women’s feet. 
I’ve had a foot fetish for as long as I can remember. No idea where it came from or why I like it but all I know is I saw one of my mom’s friends bare foot when I was 9 and I couldn’t take my eyes off them. Perfectly smooth with red painted nails, I got my first boner that afternoon and a few hours later when in my bedroom alone, I had my first wank!


That was 15 years ago now though and when it became time to move out of my parents’ home and make my own way in the world, I chose my destination wisely with number one on the list access to bare footed women so California was where I ended up.
My apartment is only ten minutes’ walk from the beach so I go there most days after school just to gaze at female feet and store some images in the wank bank for later but one Saturday afternoon something incredible happened and I’m going to share it with you now.


It was 12.30pm and at least 80 degrees one weekend last July and I was ready to hit the sands for my “fix”. I put on my beige khaki shorts and a white sleeveless muscle top. A pair of Adidas flip flops finished the ensemble. I grabbed by large sun towel, some sun block and my wallet and I was ready to rock and roll. I walked quickly, eager to get there as I knew it would be jammed with bronzed women with painted toe nails and bare feet. I stopped for a bottle of Evian and some candy and was at the sea for 1250. I was right. It was rammed. 


I walked along the golden sands for a few minutes and then I saw her. 20 something, tanned, toned, long dark hair and wearing a red bikini. Perfect. I casually flapped my towel out and put it on a spare bit of ground about 12 ft from her and sat down. I took the other towel I had and placed it over my lap and lay down in such a way that I could see her clearly but no one would know I was staring as my sun glasses hid my eyes.


I settled in and it only took 5 minutes for her to reach behind her and take out a bottle of sun tan lotion. Experience told me she would start with her feet and I wasn’t wrong. She squeezed a dollop into her hand and bent her left leg at the knee. She leaned over and I was in heaven. She put the lotion on her foot and began to rub it in. This was my favourite part. She caressed her foot, gently stroking it and massaging the lotion in. She was doing it slowly and my heart was racing. My dick got rock hard in seconds. She used her fingers to separate her toes and slid them between her painted toes and then massaged it into her smooth soles. Using both hands she covered her ankles and then did the top and sole again.
By now by dick was throbbing.

I never in a million years expected her to spend this long doing her feet alone and it was making my cock fit to bursting. Watching her caress her feet, rub the sun lotion in, between her toes and on her soles and ankles was too much for me. I needed relief.
I slid a hand down the front of my towel and discreetly pulled down my zipper and undid my shorts button. My penis sprang up, free from the restraints of the fabric. I grabbed the shaft and slowly began to masturbate. God it felt good to get some relief. I stared engrossed at her playing with her foot. I was mesmerised. I glanced up at her and I froze, my heart skipped a beat and my body flushed with cold. She was looking at me
I quickly withdrew my hand and turned on my side, desperately trying to hide my boner. I looked at her, expecting a furious glare but instead she was smiling coyly. My heart was pumping. What was going on?


She pulled herself to her feet and walked over to me! I didn’t know what to do so I lay there, my eyes darting all over the place. I had no idea what she was up to or what she would do. I was incredibly nervous.
She came right over and stood beside my head. I was still on my side and her left foot was about 2 inches from my face! If my dick was hard before, it was like an iron bar now. I missed a breath and looked up at her


“I-i-i-I er…… I was just….em, I-you see it….” I stammered, not having a clue what to say. She might have been only about 5ft 7 but she towered over me in this position. She looked down at me and smiled. She crouched down so she was balancing on the balls of her feet.
“I couldn’t help but notice you enjoying yourself there”
“Oh,I—em-I was ju---Its not what---“ I couldn’t get my brain to think of words to string together I was so nervous
“Sssshhhhh”
she said, putting her index finger to my lips. 


I looked at her, nervous and excited. It was a strange combination. She sat down and reached under my towel with her right hand. I didn’t resist, even if I actually wanted to I was incapable of moving!
She grabbed my cock and my stomach tightened

“Oh, nice and hard eh? You were obviously enjoying yourself!”
I giggled nervously, scared to move.
She cocked her head to the side and she slowly started to wank me. I groaned slightly an closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling of her soft hands on my hard dick.

“Open your eyes dear”she said
I did so and she was half smiling, half smirking. Still masturbating me under the towel, she did something next that had me in ecstasy. She lifted her left foot and plonked it right on my face! I was in heaven and lost in euphoria. I inhaled her smell. With a toe each side of my nose, her sole was right over my mouth. She pressed down as she wanked me. I reached up to cradle her foot. She stopped stroking me immediately

“Oi, oi, oi. Keep your hands to yourself.”
I put them back by my side.
“Good boy”
She reached back under the towel and began wanking again. She scrunched her toes on my face and ran her feet up and down my face. I was gasping and moaning, desperately trying to keep the noise down. I felt my orgasm built as she wanked faster
“I’m cumming” I gasped
As my body stiffened and I came, she pushed her foot hard into my face. I came hard and shot out a huge thick load. I slumped down on the sand as I tried to get my breath back. She wiped her hand on my towel and got up. I stared up at her, unable to process what had just happened.
Without a word she walked over to her bag and towel, picked them up and began to walk away

“Wait” I called “what’s your name?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know”
she teased, without looking back. 
I watched her walk away and thought of how this would live with me for years to come. She disappeared into the crowd and I flopped back down on the sand to get my strength back.
So that’s the story of how an afternoon of watching women’s feet turned into me getting jerked off by a hot co-ed. I often think back to that day. Despite going back to that same spot many, many times I have never seen her again but she left an impression on me that’s for sure!

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