Monday, March 19, 2012

Tutoring Experience

This is the story of a friend. He had this amazing experience with this tutor during school days. Read and leave your comments if you enjoyed reading this. :-)


I don't exactly remember the time or age my foot fetish began. We were in Delhi when I was little boy studying kindergarten. I think I was attracted to beautiful female feet right from those days. But I was much older by the time I really got chances to experience my foot fetish. I must have been in class 6 or 7 when I went to my first tuition classes.
My parents felt I needed extra classes and they were asking around for tuition classes. I too did my little bit to help them and asked a few friends. One of my classmates suggested this tutor to me.
He said he had joined the tuitions recently and the tutor was good and gave easy methods for solving math problems. It was his first week at the tuitions and suggested I join him that day for trial.

The tutor was a young lady, 21 - 23 years old with pretty feet. Not something that you or me would really fantasize on, but clean fair feet with pink heels.
I joined him. He introduced me to the tutor, who he called "Mita miss". She smiled and welcomed me. After the formal exchange of details, she sat down to teach us math. She sat on a high chair and we sat at on the floor. Mita miss's chair had cross bar(horizontal bar between the two legs of the chair) on which she was resting the heels of her feet. We could see her toes which was dabbed in red nail paint.
Seeing those cute toes I turned hard in my pants. I placed my book to hide it and every inch of me was craving to touch those butter-like lovely feet. I sat at her right leg while my friend sat in front of her. That position gave me the opportunity to touch her foot for the first time. It really happened like this: - she was teaching us math that day. When she was teaching I moved my left hand to pick up the eraser from my friend and slowly brushed my elbow on her feet. I looked up to see if she noticed anything but there was no reaction. It was quite natural. She did not pull back her feet either. That day I could not do anything more as I feared she might get angry.

As days passed by I tried new ways to touch her feet and slowly started to bring my face towards her foot. And one day I was successful in touching her foot with my head. I sat doing my math sums and she was on her high chair as usual with her pretty toes peeping out. I was sitting very close to her chair. I was working out my math problem with my head buried in my book. Dangling just above were her toes. I was thinking how to touch those toes with my head when she herself did the needful. Since I was thinking of a way to touch her foot, I was not doing the problem. She noticed I was not writing anything and tapped my head with her toes asking, "Kya hua?". How could I tell her kya hua in my pants that very moment?

Another day I was struck with an idea what if I touch her feet with my tongue, then what will be her reaction... And hell ya, I was successful in the attempt. One day there was load-shedding and I got my chance to hold her feet completely with my hands. As soon as the lights went out and our hall was in darkness, I pretended like I was searching for a torch and got the opportunity to hold her feet with my hands. I rubbed her sole and let her rest her foot on my chest. She said, "I think we have to wait in the dark since there is no candle in the house. I think I will have you both recite me a poem from your Hindi class." She called out my friend and told him to recite first. My friend started reciting and I continued to massage her foot. She rested one foot my head and another I was caressing in my arms. Later she herself changed the foot. This time I put it in my mouth and sucked every toe. I licked between her toes. She moved her foot out of my mouth and rested them on my chest. She too seemed to enjoy it... I guess she enjoyed it too, or else she would have pulled it away and kicked me for bad behaviour.

Another time, she had dusted her house that day and her feet were slightly dusty under her heels and her toes were dusty too. I asked her if she had dusted the house. She replied yes, but how did I know? I pointed out that her feet were all dusty today. She said, "Then clean it detective Karamchand." It was such a matter-of-fact command that I obediently cleaned dirt from her
feet with my fav Kappa t-shirt using my saliva for dampening her feet, while she was busy in preparing question from a chapter. She remained quiet for most of the cleaning. Only once remarked, "I don't have 5 paisa now to give you". I was surprised at the remark and asked her why 5 paise? She replied, for my services of cleaning her feet and because I was touching her feet with my head like a beggar she said so.

This foot-fetish was mostly one-sided only. I mean, she had no idea about this fetish and just went with the flow. All these are my experience with my tuition teacher.  The same strategies to touch and worship her feet I repeated over my classes, for few years and she let me do it. I don't know why, but she let me.

One thing I did every day for all those years was to lick and worship my great tutor's holy slippers before entering or leaving her house.

3 comments:

  1. Hi nice exp u had really enjoyed it...nice to know u r kannadiga...even i m

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