The Feet Of A Champion
by Arielle

Last July I had the chance to live the most wonderful experience in my life as a foot lover. I work as a room servant in a big, 5-star luxurious hotel in Newcastle, northern England. A group of great athletes had arrived at the hotel for the weekend in order to take part in a meeting of athletics, which would take place in our city. Among them was a real giant named Lars. He was a famous German discus thrower, 33 years of age, who has won many times the title of the world champion.

That afternoon I opened the door of his room and I found in front of the most attractive and sexiest man ever seen. Two meters tall, well-built, with short brown hair and a very masculine tanned body, Lars was lying on the bed, watching TV and wearing only a towel around his waist. He was trying to relax and rest after his training, that's why he had put some ice on his back.

"Do you need something?", I asked him politely.

"What else could relieve my back pain, apart from some ice?", he replied. "Or maybe, a good foot massage?" he added. At that moment, I saw his big hands and his long fingers with well-manicured, clean nails showing me his feet without any delay, I knelt down at he edge of the bed, I took off his socks and I started massaging his large feet. That man really had the biggest and most wonderful feet ever seen in my life! His shoe size was 14, so I couldn't resist worshipping his feet with my tongue. He didn't react. I started sucking his big, long toes with the sexy nails, and licking his soles, heels, arches and the instep, showing respect and admiration for my foot master. At the same time, the aroma of his feet was really arousing.

After almost an hour of foot service, he grinned at me with delight and seemed to be very satisfied with my worship. Then he took a measuring tape from the bedside table and asked me to measure his hard, huge cock. When I told him that his cock was 33 centimeters long, he said, "Congratulations, fag boy! This is my personal best record!"

I asked him if he had ever had his feet licked and sucked by someone else. Surprisingly, he told me that his wife worships his wonderful big feet almost every day, when he comes back home. She must be very lucky, I thought. Nevertheless, I was very proud of myself, as I had the chance to become the slave of such a gorgeous master!

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