February 26, 2026
Holy shit, diary… I’m still shaking. Last night I crossed the line from “secret foot perv” to full on addicted slut for older woman feet, and I don’t ever want to come back. Her name is Carla. Fifty six, divorced, thick in all the right places, and she’s known about my fetish for weeks. We met on one of those “no strings” apps and I finally got brave enough to tell her exactly what I wanted: to fuck her bare feet after a long day, smell them, lick them, and then bury my cock inside her while those same feet rested on my face. She replied with three words that made my dick throb instantly: “Come over at 8.” By the time I walked into her apartment she was already barefoot, fresh from teaching yoga all afternoon in tight leggings and sneakers. The second she kicked those sneakers off the smell hit me like a drug, rich, warm, tangy foot sweat mixed with that faint leather and lotion scent only a real woman’s feet get […]
