So as well as this account, I also have an account over on GirlsInSocks.net and I had written this story to post there, but the site is down. So I don't have to save the story to my laptop I'm just going to post It here and copy paste it over to GIS later. Don't expect a lot of these blog posts from me.

This is a true story about me and my ex-boyfriend told form my perspective so I will be talking about his cock, I'll try to keep it as guy friendly as possible but just be warned.

So a little background info to start off with. When this happened It was my 3rd proper relationship, and it just so happened to be the first time I had a boyfriend who was into feet as much as I am (he wasn't a huge lover of socks but he didn't hate them). We where also living together, it was a first for both of us so we where pretty exited (even though we only had a crappy studio flat). Anyway on with the actual story:

So it was a Sunday evening and I had just got home from work, (I used to work weekends since we where short on money) I work as a sales assistant in a clothing shop so I had been on my feet all day. By the time I got in my boyfriend was already home and had made himself comfortable watching TV. It had been a surprisingly busy day especially for a Sunday so rather than changing into some comfy clothes and grabbing something to eat like I normally do, I just walked Over to the bed and planted my self face down next to my boyfriend and immediately started bitching about my day, I didn't even bother taking off my coat or my shoes or anything like that. I spent a few minutes complaining about my boss, crappy customers, stuff like that until I eventually said something along the lines of "Iv been rushing about ALL day and my feet are fuckin killing me". I knew what would be going through his head before I even said it, but I couldn't  help myself, I just knew he'd offer me a foot rub and I'd be lying if I said I didn't want one. Next thing we know Im laid out on the bed with my feet on my boyfriends lap, he's sat up eagerly pulling my trainers of (but trying to act like he's not exited LOL). 

If I remember right I had on some plain black socks that came about half way up my shin, but what I'm sure of is they had got really sweaty, it wasn't a hot day or anything but I had been up and about constantly since we where so busy and the shop its self had been blasting the heating all day but on top Of all that my trainers where really old and knackered so that made things worse (or better I guess, depending on who you ask).Now Im not gunna lie, He was pretty bad a giving foot rubs. Not awful. But still pretty bad. Not that it really mattered because Im pretty sure we both knew how this was going to end up, doesn't mean I wasn't going to make him work for it though. To his credit he really did try to do his best which wasn't always the case and even though the Foot rub its self wasn't too great, his genuine care and concern went a long way to getting me in the mood.

I spent the next few minutes relaxing, enjoying my boyfriends hands on my feet as best as I could, making little cooing noises whenever he did something right or just to keep him in the mood. After a while I could see a very clear Bulge in his boxers and I remember saying some thing like "looks like your enjoying this more than I am" I don't remember the rest of the conversation but we had a little dirty talk back an forth until I eventually pulled my feet away from His hands and placed them on his crotch. I didn't waist much time because dirty talk really turns me and and me and my boyfriend had been together long enough for him to know what gets me going, So I spent a few seconds rubbing him through His boxers before I hooked my toes into the waist band and pulled them down. He was so hard his cock sprung up straight away and that turned me on even more. Again I wasted no time and clamped my feet around his hard-on, let me just say I loved the feeling of his cock between my feet, I don't really know how to describe it to a load of guys but squeezing his dick in sweaty socks was such a huge turn on and hearing him moan in and gasp as I did it was just the cherry on the top.

Next I started stroking his cock up and down, I wanted to tease him so I was doing it really slowly. It was so hot he was groaning so much and I loved the feeling of his cock between my feet, I was squeezing him so much the some of the sweat was dripping off my socks and between my toes which felt so great. Of course I wasn't teasing him the whole way, I started to speed things up by rubbing him faster, which just made him moan more and the more noise he made the more turned on I got. Soon enough I was rubbing his cock furiously, I was moving my feet so fast I had to grab hold of my ankles for some extra leg support (of course during all this there was a whole lot more dirty talk). Soon enough he was ready to cum and I knew he loved to cum on my feet (usually I would never let him because I hate getting cum on me, but since I was wearing socks it was kind of OK) so I placed one of my feet against his waist and used My other foot to press down on his dick and continued to stroke him like that. I kept stroking him and telling him how much I wanted him to cum and soon enough he was exploding all over my sweaty black socks.