My Dad's Awesome Feet
by Dagum101

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Ever since I was little I can remember I loved my Dad's feet.

They were very smooth, perfectly shaped toes, handsome, size 11 feet. I used to lie by them whenever I could and I would lay in the doorway when he was in the bathroom shaving, waiting for him to walk out, hoping he would stop and put his foot on my chest or stomach for just a second. I always wanted him to put his feet on me. He used to playfully rub his big size 11 foot on my stomach or my brother's stomach as we lay on the floor and it always made us laugh. It seems he was always walking around barefoot, whether in his boxers, or shorts, or in long pants. He would sit in a chair and put his bare feet up on an ottoman and I would watch them from across the room or wherever I was and always ended up sitting next to his feet on the floor. It seems he couldn't keep his feet still for very long and he was always rubbing them together, curling his toes, or....my favorite.....wiggling his toes, all of them all at once, up and down, briefly, a couple of quick bends at first, and then really fast up and down for several seconds. He seemed to have this ability to wiggle his toes....all of them at once.....REALLY FAST.....and he seemed proud of it. It was almost like he knew I was watching them and he would look down at me and smile while he did it.

I remember he used to take naps on the floor and I would play next to his feet and set up army men on his feet and toes and move them around strategically for my army men and other toys. I acted like I was setting up my army men on his legs and feet, but just wanted to touch and smell his feet and be as close to them as I could. I just loved his feet and was always playing with them. He didn't seem to mind. I would watch him sometimes wiggle his toes really fast and he would see me watching and would seem to do it on purpose. I would laugh watching him and he would just smile.

One day we were hanging out on the couch watching TV or something and he was lying down and I was sitting at his feet. He was asleep and I decided to lay down next to his feet. I stretched out and put my head next to his feet and laid parallel to him. His big bare feet were inches from my face. I could smell his usual foot smell which was great, not smelly, but just a masculine, dad-type smell. Well, I decided I was gong to play with his feet more and so I picked his foot up and put it on my chest. I grunted because it was heavy, but I didn't care. I had his big foot starring me right in the face. I loved his smooth soles and so I started to tickle his foot. I lightly rubbed my little fingers up and down his soles. He wiggled his toes a little and I giggled. I kept it up cause I wanted to see him react more and see him wiggle his toes some more. He bent them down a few quick times as I continued to tickle his soles and then wiggled them really fast for a few seconds. This made me laugh more and my stomach shook as I had his big foot on my chest. I tickled his foot some more and once again he wiggled his toes, this time faster and a little longer. I laughed louder and longer as I watched and as I wanted him to continue wiggling, I did it again.

He opened one of his eyes and looked up at me and said, "You keep tickling my feet and they're going to tickle you back."

I said "what?" and didn't pay any attention as he closed his eyes, adjusted his foot on my chest, bent his toes a couple of times, and seemed to go back to sleep. A few minutes later I got the courage up to once again run my fingers up and down his big foot to tickle him again. And that's when it happened. He instantly lifted both feet up and quickly grabbed my legs and pulled me closer towards his torso. Then in the same motion his two big bare feet came down on my chest and belly like a great big giant and his knees were slightly bent. This gave him some leverage to be able to hold me down by the strength of his legs. He immediately began wiggling his toes like crazy as his feet landed flat on my chest.

The tickling sensation hit me like a ton of bricks. My eyes went wide open and my mouth went agape and I began laughing like crazy. "AHHHHHHH HAAAAA HAAAA HAAAAA HAAAAAA HAAAAAA HAAAAAA......AHHHH HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA....AHHHH HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA....AHHHH HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA.....DAAAAADDDDDDD....STOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPP....IT TIIIIICKKKKKKLLLLLLES!"
I couldn't believe he was tickling me with his feet like that. It tickled so bad I couldn't believe it. I was in shock.

But my Dad just kept wiggling his toes as fast as he could with his feet flat on my chest. I could feet how fast his toes were wiggling against my chest and he moved them close to my collar bone and neck, and that's what tickled most of all. He was doing it with easy, wiggling his toes so fast. It seemed like he did it forever. He was now sitting up, looking down at me, as his feet were square on my chest and my legs were on each side of him. He rested his arms on his knees and didn't seem to have any intention of needing to move his body or put any extra effort into the situation as he continued to just wiggle his toes, tickling me to death.

He laughed and said, "See, I told you my feet will tickle you back, you should have listened!" I didn't pay any attention to what he was saying, I was just laughing so hard...."AHHHHHHH HAAAAA HAAAA HAAAAA HAAAAAA HAAAAAA HAAAAAA......AHHHH HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA....AHHHH HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA....AHHHH HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA.

He finally stopped and lifted his big beautiful toes off my chest, keeping his heels down on my stomach and curled and wiggled his toes right in my face. That made me laugh still more and then he wiggled them really fast, saying, "See, don't mess with my feet, they can do anything, and they will get you back little buddy..." Then without missing a beat, he grabbed my wrists and held my arms up next to his knees. This completely exposed my armpits and in the same motion he dug his toes in my armpits and began wiggling them again, this time curling them at first deep in my pits to get the deep tickling sensation. My eyes bulged and I began HOWLING WITH LAUGHTER! That was my most ticklish spot. He had both feet flat against my sides and ribs, so I could feel the fullness of both of his massive feet and then had his toes positioned just right in the pit of my armpits so that when he curled them it was tickling me like crazy. The tickling sensation suddenly charged through my entire little body.

My mouth was open wide, but nothing was coming out. I was in hysterics laughing so hard. But he didn't let up. He continued to curl and dig his toes deep in my armpits, methodically tickling me like crazy. He knew I would eventually breath again on my own, so he just kept on curling his big toes in my pits. He laughed with me as he continued to show me the power of his awesome feet. "Does that tickle you a little?" he said, looking down at me smiling, laughing, like it was nothing to him. It seemed to be little or no effort to him and I was being tickled to death by my Dad's awesome big feet. He could do this all day long with ease. He pulled back from the deep pit curling and started the fast wiggling again, touching each of his big toes right at the surface of my pits, wiggling them so fast.

"AHHHHHHH HAAAAA HAAAA HAAAAA HAAAAAA HAAAAAA HAAAAAA......AHHHH HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA....AHHHH HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA....AHHHH HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA.was all I could do. I was just laughing my ass off being tickled to death by my Dad's big feet. I never felt such extreme toe wiggling in my life and didn't know someone could wiggle their toes so fast. But I was feeling it as my Dad continued to just wiggle his toes in my armpits nonstop.

I looked up at him while laughing and it was just effortless to him as he looked down at me smiling and laughing as he continued to wiggle, wiggle, and wiggle his toes so fast. I was now at the mercy of his awesome feet and they were totally dominant over me as his toes continued wiggling and tickling me to death. "Now, are you going to obey my feet and do as they say?" he asked as he continued to wiggle and tickle me. I was still laughing so hard. AHHHHH HAAAA HAAAA HAAAA HAAA...AHHHH HAAAA HAAA HAAA HAAA....AHHH HAAA HAAA HAA HAAA. AHHH HAAA HAAA HAAA HAAA....AHHH HAAA HAAA HAAA HAAA....AHHH HAAA HAAA HAAA HAAA.

"I told you my feet would tickle you back", he said. "You know I can wiggle my toes all night like this," as he wiggled his toes even faster, occasionally digging in deep on some toes curls, only to pull back out and continue the extremely fast wiggling at the edge of my pits. From each foot, on each side, the tickling sensation was coursing through my torso, meeting in the pit of my stomach, and then moving all over my body. I was being tickled to death with both of his big feet on each end. It was pure heaven while torturous at the same time. While laughing hysterically, I would look over at each foot and see him wiggling his toes and how fast he was doing it. I was amazed and kept laughing more and more.

After about 15 minutes of nonstop tickling, I was numb and frozen in position, while still laughing hysterically. He leaned back now against a nearby chair and didn't have to hold my arms anymore. He just kept smiling and laughed some as he continued to wiggle his toes. I was frozen and just let his feet control me. He wiggled his toes in my armpits and sides now without any resistance. I was flat on the ground, looking straight up, laughing my ass off as he looked down at me and continued wiggling his toes in my armpits, curling them in my sides and occasionally rubbing his massive smooth soles in my belly real fast. He was laughing as I was and he knew I was loving it.

I was completely enslaved to his feet and just laid there laughing while he continued tickling me to death. He knew he could do this all night and so it seemed like he did. His toes never hesitated or missed a beat as they just wiggled nonstop in my pits as he sat back and watched the show. I was laughing nonstop. I have never been tickled so bad. But dead down I was loving it, cause it was his feet, which I loved. They were now my masters and I was their slave forever.

After about 15 more minutes of nonstop tickling, he finally stopped and said, "There, now you know what my feet can do." "Here" he said as he stretched both of his feet on my chest right up to my face, "You can play with them the rest of the night, lick them or whatever, I'm going to sleep now."

I immediately grabbed them and pulled both of his soles flat against my face, with his big toes well above my eyes. I sat there holding them against my face and inhaled his awesome foot smell for several seconds. He again wiggled his toes against the top of my head, making me laugh, reminding me of their power. Then I began the worship. Licking his smooth soles up and down, and sucking his big awesome toes.....the toes that can wiggle like crazy and tickle me to death, nonstop for as long as they like.....I licked and sucked them all night long as he slept.

Occasionally, he would wake up, open one eye, and look down at me at his feet and wiggle his toes, even if they were in my mouth, and say, "They're going to get you again buddy!"........I couldn't wait!