I love foot massages and spa pedicures and my favorite toenail polish colors are white, pink, and french. 

Men love to worship my Ebony feet because they are the perfect size, I have extremely long toes, and a high inner arch that’s visually appealing to men.

Can I tell you a little secret? Black men and Ethnic men especially love my feet for some reason. I’ve always loved to wear high heels and stilettos, thong wedges, exotic dancer and bikini competition platform heels, sling-backs, and mules, and I always look for an excuse to wear high heels even when I’m doing something as simple as running errands.
I even learned how to drive wearing Candies high heels. I also taught myself how to polish my own toenails in high school so I could do my own French toes, people were always telling me how cute my feet looked and were surprised to find out that I did my own French.

When I’m not wearing high heels, I’m usually barefoot or wearing tabi socks.

So, I want to tell you about the first time a man worshiped my feet. When I was in my first year of college, I was walking to lunch downtown during busy hours, I remember exactly what I was wearing: a silk cami with lace, tight jeans, and gold colored stiletto high heels with an ankle clasp (similar to Tom Ford lock style), and as I was walking across a crosswalk with one of my girlfriends, a light-skinned Black man stopped me and said my heels were nice and asked me where I got them from. I told him, Steve Madden, and kept walking. My friend and I stopped to talk to our friend group, and the man KNEELED down on one knee in his suit and tie and started stroking my toes in broad daylight. I was in shock. My friends were in shock. People were walking by and probably thought I knew him until they saw me blinking twice for help lolol. He was literally in his own world with my feet and admiring them and speaking words of affirmations to them, telling me how pretty my feet were, stroking them, inspecting my toes, etc. I had just painted my toenails in a sheer shimmery gold underlay with white French tips the night before and he even was admiring the gold shimmer polish and touching my toenails with his fingers, like he was petting my toes on the actual toenails. I had to stop him when he got down on both knees and started putting his mouth close to my feet. He gave me some money and my friends and I walked down the street in silence until we got back to our building. Then, we burst out laughing. I didn’t even realize that the man actually had a foot fetish; he wanted to pay me to worship my feet. This is a 100% real story of my first time getting my feet worshiped. Somehow I feel like that was his method of getting impromptu foot worship sessions… just approaching girls with pretty feet lol.

After that, it was like he sent a spidey signal out to all of the foot fetishists and people who can appreciate nice feet, because everyone kept complimenting my feet after that even more overtly, and it became an ongoing thing. One time, a man even kneeled down, took my foot out of my sandal, and held my foot in his hands so he could feel my soles and ask about my shoe size and tried to ask me out on a date to take me shoe shopping. In broad daylight again! I love that males have no shame in their game when they like something, they just do what they’re going to do and try to get closer to it lol.