Foot washing

A fiencae sugest foot washing at there wedding cerimony. This is not mojorily erotic but still for mature readers.

Ben and nicole met in college.  They started dating and now engaged to be married.  They were now planing there wedding.

“So i wanted our wedding to be unique.  ” nicole said. “What did you have in mind? ” ben asked. “Well, how about we wash eachorther’s feet? It was done at my cousign’s wedding.  It was realy nice.” she remarked. 

“A foot washing ceremony? ” he aaked. “I take it you have some concerns about doing this?” she asked.”i have to be honest, i do some concerns. ” he said. 

“What are your concerns? ” she asked.”foot washing has been overblown. It is only mentioned once in scripture. The emphises was on service. Not the foot washing itself.  There is no bases in scripture for a bride and groom to wash foot washing during a wedding ceremony.  There is no example of husband and wife wasing eachothers feet in scripture.  It is really weird.  ” he said. 

“Why is it weird? ” she asked. “Nicky i understand that it is scriptural. It waa to ilistrate self sacrificing even degrading service. It is picturing love in service.  It is not an ordienence. It is not a rituel to be practiced. Manny denominations pratice this as a rituel. Some elivated it to the level of communion and baptism and i honestly dont see it. ” he told her. 

“This is not ment to be endorsing a denomination or set of doctrines. I just thought that it would be a nice thing. It would be something different.  Something that would be forgotten.  ” she remarked.

He was realy not sure about the idea. He really did not like the idea. He really hoped that she would abandon this idea. He did not bring it up again. He was hoping that the idea would just be discarded and foregotten. 

That did not happen. She did not just forget about her idea. She did want to do it. She hopped that he would go along with the idea.  She hoped that he would change his mind and endorse the idea. 

Despite his discomfort, she continued to bring it up. She continued to talk to him about it. She tried to get him to change his mind. She tried to get him to conscent to it. 

He got werry. He wished that she would drop it as an issue. It is clear that she would not. She did not back off but continued to try to convince him to adopt her idea. 

The date of the wedding got closer.  There needed to be a final decisions.” so. Final verdict, yey or nay on foot washing?” ” she asked.

“Oh that? I realy dont want to. How much are you opposed to this idea?” she asked. “I am prety opposed to the idea. ” he answered.  ” i figured that that was the case. ” she said. 

“I am not sure that the pastor will go along with the idea. Foot washing is associated with culte or churches and or denominations that are near the fringe of Christianity.  ” he told her. 

“I know.  I think you might be able to presude him. You can be vary persuasive when you want to be. If you want to be. ” she told him. 

He chuckled. “I will talk to the pastor about it. He will have the final authority. Alright? ” he asked. She agreed. 

He discussed things with the pastor. It took a little bit of discussion between the two. The pastor did over time agree to allow the foot washing procedure to be a part of the wedding.  

While ben was looking forward to the wedding. He was not looking to the foot washing part of the ceremony. It was really odd. He wanted it over. He hoped it would pass by quickly.then he could enjoy the rest of the cerimony.  

He would usualy ware dress shoes to a wedding. He wore sandles. He did not like the fact that the foot washing seemed to be a central part of the cerimony. He perfered it to be a part not the part. That did not seem to be what was happening.  

She wore wore sandles. The wedding cerimony began as weding ceremonies usualy did. Then the time for the foot washing came. The pastor explaned foot washing. He referenced the event from the last supper. 

He offered to wash her feet first. He felt that it was quite syimbol for the leader to serve first.  It was his suggestion.  She loved that he had sugested that. 

She sat down near the bucket. He removed her sandles.  He took water and washed her feet.  He dried it. It was the first time he had ever touched his feet. It was quite a feeling.  

For some reason he started to be a bitt aroused.  He thought to himaelf oh no! Go away. 

What he did not know was that she felt the same way. Feeling him touched her feet was a bit erotic. She too fought it. She did not want anything to undo the soberness of the event. 

Then they switched roles. He sat down. While she removed his sandle.she washed his feet. Then dried it. 

The reaction to the foot washing was mixed. Some thought that it was beautiful.  Others thought it was q bit bizare. Othera refered to it as “certainly different ” 

Despite his objection he liked it. He discovered he might like feet.  He might have a bit of a foot fetish.she secrerly knew she alrwady did. They did discus there being turned on. They never told anyone. This waa between them. On ocasion they repeated the foot washing at home. 

The end. 

Notes

I am not sure how i feel aboit footwashing. 

I dont know that in real life a Baptist minister would allow foot washing at a wedding. 

No one thinks same things. 

A colege student likes fater girls.

Darryl was very thin. Some refered to him as a pensil. He was not just thin,  he was rugid. He kept in shape.he had worked in jobs that required some heavy lifting. He was kind, snart and quite mature. He was heavily imvolved in the church. 

At bible college,  girls wanted to Mary him. Attractive girls were throwing themselves at him. Well figuratively of course sense physical contact is not allowed at bible colege. He seemed to resist there entreaties. No one understood why.

Some of the young ladys got there dads to write letters of recommendations on there daughter’s behath. Pastors would go to batt for these girls. Stil nothing.  It seemed that he was not interested. No one knew why. It made no sense.  

He met a young girl named Alexandra.  He loved talking to her. He loved spending time with her.  He had similar imtetest with her. To him she was not a perfect match but he believed the perfect match.  

Others did not see it that way. They did not think that she was the best fit for him. They thought the exact oposite. They thought that she waa a terible fit for him.

You might be wondering why that was the conventional wisdom.there is a reason why They felt that way. You see he was preceved as quite atractive. She on the other hand, rightly or wrongly was not. You see, she was. A bit overweight.  

Alexandra, or alex, as she was called,was not obese. She was just a little overweight. She was Stil prety. Stil she was not seen as good enough for deryil.  She was shy and reserve. He found her engaging,  insightful and really funy. 

He had a secret. He liked fat girls. He did not like thin girls. He felt that there was nothing to him. A wife was to have and to hold . how can you hold an anorexic girl? He believed that the old saying, “fat girls cuddle better” was absolute truth.  He did not want an obese girl but wanted someone with more then just skin ans bones. 

He asked her to the fall formel dinner.  They had spent a lot of time together.  It was usualy studying together. She was stuned. 

“I dont think so. I appreciate the offer but i am going to decline. ” she said. “Do you not like me?” he asked. “I like you. I am not your type. “She said. “I really would like you to be my date. “He said.  “Is this some kind of joke?” she asked.  “No it is not.  I would not waste your time. This is a real invitation.  So will you? ” he asked.

She thought it over. “I cant. ” he answered. “Please alex. ” he asked her. “Alright. ” she said.  He smiled.

She only committed to one date. She. Styled her hair in a braid and a pony tail. She wore a blue dress. She met up with him near the dorm. 

He walked her to the dining hall. Physical contact was a no no but they walked close together. It was a great night. 

He continued to hang out with her after that. She told him that he was not obligated to.  He did not see that way. She was convinced that that was how he saw it. 

Finaly he asked her out. She declined again aa she did with the date. She then changed her mind after several times of him trying to change her mind. 

After a few years of dating they graduated from college. A few mounths after graduation he perposed mariege to her. Unlike prevous time she did say yes without much persuasion.  

They were maried that spring.  She was reluctent for him to see her naked. He could not wait. He ripped off her cloths. He took off her puple shirt and denim skirt. He tookoff her bra and panty.

Her fat body was a huge turn on for him.  He loved her belly.  He went at her with great vociferously.  He was like a revinous wolf and she was his prey.

After they cudfled. Cudiling with her was way better then he could have imagined.  

She asked him if she wanted her to lose weight. He got very qiet. “No ! Please dont. ” he pleaded with her.  she was realy suprised by his response. ” i thought you would like me more pleasing. ” she said.”you could not be any more pleasing if you tried. ” he told her.

She did not like that he felt that way.she did not understand him.he did not want to tell him the truth. He never thought that she would beleved him. 

He hoped that she would not lose weight. He wanted her to stay at ber current weight level.  

In talking with a fellow alumni she learned the truth. The graduate said that he rejected thin girls. She put it all together. 

One day he came home from work. She was naked. She was chained up. “Come on. Come get your fat slut!” she saif. He did. If she ever any doubts that about his fat fetish , she did not now.

She got pregnent. He loved her pregnent belly. She had twins. That was a huge turn on. They lived hapily ever after.

The end.

Notes not all men like super thin girls. I dont think hardly any man like anorexic girls. Many mught prefer thin but nor uber thin.  

Panty hose

The story of a young man who likes a women who wears nylons.

David was a mild manored bible colege student. He was shy and qiet.he was very reserve.  He was smart and was a good student. 

No one knew that he had a nylon fetish.  He loved panty hose. He like tights as well. He loved the Panty hose that went all the way up to the waist. He hated thigh high but loved actual Panty hose. It drove him wild. No one knew it. He kept it qiet. 

If you have panty hose fetish ,independent Baptist colege is probably a good place to go. There was one student in particuler who suited his fancy. One who looked great in hosery. 

Beth had brown hair. She offten put it in a pony tail. She was tall. She was 5.8. Her long kegs looked really good in panty hose. She usualy wore dress shoes but ocasionaly wore sandles.her toes also looked good in nylons. She sometimes would. Take her shoes off. 

The first time he met her was when he walked in to class. She was playing with her feet.  She pulled her shoes off and on. He got a good look at her feet in nylons. It sent him into a tizzy.

He said hi to her. She reaplied back with a hello. The conversation did not go mutch futher then that. He then went to his chair. Soon clases began.

He would get a view of her legs and feet. He realy wanted to touch her legs and feet in panty hose. He knew that even if she would alow him to ,whitch was unlikly , this was against policy.  Any kind of physical contact was not alowed hear. 

She was aware of his interest in her. She decided to be coy. She said hi but that was about it. They did not even get to smal talk. She suspected he liked her. 

She had fun with it. She took her feet out if her shoes in order to entice him. She rubed her feet when she knew that he was looking. She had fun with it. 

Finaly one day he started to talk to her.he asked her how she liked the clases.he asked her about homework and the like. They spoke more and more.

After a while she went on a double date with her and mutural friends and one other. It went very well.  He liked her but he had no idea if she felt that way. 

They spent more time together. She began to suspect more and more that he had a foot fetish.  “Do you have some kind of foot fetish?” she asked.he was very embarrassed bybher question.  He figured that he was done for. 

“Yes i do. Im sorry. ” he said. He was about to get up. “Where ate you going?” she asked.  “Well i figured that now that you knew about my odity we were though. Not that we were an item. Now we are realy not. ” he said. 

She smiled. “Sit down! ” she said he sat back down. “I am ok with foot fetishes.  I enjoy going barefoot.  I hate shoes. Understand the need for shoes.  I dont like them. I would go without shoes all the time if i could.  ” she admited.

For odd some reason that term made him a bit excited. Not so much him as a particular part of him. It was very excited. She could tell. 

“You dont think its weird? “He asked.  “I think its weird but it is not the end of the world.  “She said. He was surprised by that. “Oh ok. “He said. 

The two of them continued to grow closer together.  Eventualy they decided to date. After they graduated from collage, he perposed and she said yes. They maried that following spring. 

On the drive to there hotel, he grabed her legs. She wore nylons of course. She teased him about watching the road. When ever they stoped he felt her legs and feet. She found she responded to his caresses.  Her brain seemed to have been wired to be stimulated by his cereses. She liked to be on the receving end of his caresses.  She liked it as much as he like touching her legs and feet. 

When they arived at the hotel. He rubed her legs and feet in her nylons.he rubed them for a while before he removed ger nylons. By the time both were naked they were quite stimulated and ready to go.

He like eventually became a pastor of a church.  They had there first kid.she took a break   from marital activity for a while. When she was ready, she putbon nylons. She did that during her next two pregnancies. 

No one else knew about his odd fetish. That was probably a good thing. She got used to it. 

The end.

Notes

Is foot fetish biblical or umbilical. Well the bible does teach monogamy. One man.one women one lilifetime or till death due they part.  For a husbend to be turned out by feet not of his wife. Off his wife i see no problem. 
 

Traphic stop

A wife get away with speding but not totally.

Jessica grace bell is a wife and mom.she and her husband bill had only been maried for a few short years. They were active in there church.  They had two young chdren a boy and a girl.

She did have a tendency of speding.it drove bill nuts. He pleaded with her not to speed.  She constantly did go beyond the speed limit. 

They were not poor but they were not ritch.they lived comfortibly but they had to rely on a strict budget. They had to not have too manny unscheduled spending. A speeding ticket would force bill to adjust his budget. Something he did not want to do. Something he felt he did not need to do. 

One day as she was driving , she was stoped for speeding. She feared the worst. The officer decided not to issue a ticket. He gave her a warning. He left.

She realized that this was a bad habit.  She drove slowly. She held her head down as she drove home. She parked. She wore a black dress with pink and red flowers and sandles. She walked inside. 

“Look youe right. My driving is a problem.  I got stoped but i did not get a ticket. I could have. I know you try so hard to mantain a workible budget. I am sorry. ” she said.

He thought it over.  He brought an orange dress at a thrift store. It resembled a prison dress. He found an orange panty. He brought hand cuffs. He made his own waist and feet shackles. 

He set up a small cubicle in the basement. He put a cot and a toilet. On Friday he came home. He told jesica to stand up. She did so. “I am placing you under arest for puting the family in danger and puting family finances in jepordy. “She said. 

He put her hand in cuffs. He put her in shackles. She never thought he do something like this. She found it kind of hot. She wanted to be tame. She liked her wild just not wild with traphic laws. She liked when he tried to tame her. 

He led her to the cell. He made her strip out of her pink dress.she took off her slip . then she removed her panty. He ket her keep her bra on.

She put on the orange panty. She put the prison dress on. The dress said bill’s department of corection. He put her inside. 

He brought her food. He brought in the baby so she could feed her. He came in that night. He found her to be really sexy in her orange prison issue dress. He was mild mannered. She knew he had a kinky side. He seam to like prison theme especially women in prison. 

He oppened the cell. He went inside. “May i hug my gaurd?”she asked. He hugged her. He held on to her. 

He kissed her.all these shakles made her horny. She pulled off his shirt. He let her. He pulled off her dress. She unzipped his pants. She pulled them off. He took off her bra and panty. She took off his underware. 

He went inside her. She liked being with her gaurd. They kept going. They both slept in the cell. He spent most of the weekend with her.

Om monday morning he peroled her. He let her ware her normal cloths.she pledged that her speed demon was over. She promised to be good.  

She took time off from driving. When she did start driving again she turned a new leaf. She had changed.  He was happy for that. She was good. Sometimes she still had to go to jail.  That is another story. 

The end 

  

   

Prison fantasy come true 

A wife tries to surprise her stresed out husbend with a stay cation get away.

Im Jennifer.  I am a young wife and mom. My husbend and i have only been maried for a short time. We are from a very conservative Christian denomination.  

My husbend is very traditional.  He is very qiet and reserved. He is a bit of a push over at times.  He is a person of a few words.  

We recently had our first child. I decided not to return to work. He always wanted me to be a stay at home wife. It did put extra pressure on him. He was a hard worker. He wanted to be super man. There was just so much he could do. 

While the finances were stil good.the one income and new child did add stress. He had become disdent ditached. 

It led to a tense situion. We tended to dissagre more often. We were not quite as playful as we were. In a way it could be potentially heading to a powder keg. 

As he got dissident i became quarrel some.  I started to becone contentious.  I was beciming the women proverbs warned you about. 

I became convicted of it. I knew i had to change. I had to stop it now. I had no idea how.

 I decided that we needed to both relax.  We needed to releve the stress we were facing.  We needed a couples getaway.we could not afford to get away but we die not need a vacation that coast mony.we could do it at home. We did not need a week off. A weekend would do. I had an idea. I was prety sure i could make it work. 

I made the utility shack outside into a prison cell. The shack was left iver from the privious owner. We never used it. I put a toilet and bars. 

I had my parents watch the baby. I found orange blouse and skirt that look like a prison uniform. I created a prison number. I put jason ‘sdepartment of correction on the back.  I was barefoot.  I locked myself in the cell.

He left a note for Jason.  I left him the key. I then went into my cell and waited. I considered briging a book.  I wanted to be a prisonor. I wanted to be under jayce”s control. 

I imagined realy being in jail. I imagined what it would be like to be a prisoner. As a kid i knew that bad guys had to go to jail. I had no idea that girls went to jail. I became obsesed with women in prison. I read about women persecuted in church history.  It was an exciting thing for me.

I never told anyone. Not even jason.Jason would probably not aprove. He was struct and stuck in hus ways. I figured this might be fun. We could have a care free weekend.  No wories. He would be in control.  He was the gourd i was the prisonor. That was how it was.  

I sat on the bunk i made. I rested. I got to relax. It was kunda nice. I had nothing to worry about.

Jason came home”jenny where are you?” he asked. He got worried.he looked around.he saw my note. 

“Jasson i have been a bad bad girl. I need to be arested. I have turned myself in. I am in my cell in the shed out back. You should probably come check on your prisoner.  Inmate jenny. “She said in her note.  

He took the key . he walked to the shed. I had fallen asleep.  I had not realized how mentally and physicaly exhausted i was. He came in.i got up.

I had no idea how he would react.  I half expected him to get mad at me. I could see him getting really offended  me.

“You have been a really bad girl. For now on you are going to shape up. I am going to make it my misson to make an honest girl out of you.”he said. 

He looked me over.  He opened the cell.he came over.i kissed him. ” look i know your stresed. This weekend forget all that. Your my gaurd and i am your prisonor. ” i told him.

He put me on the bed. We kissed.he pulled off my orange. Top. I took off his shirt.he took off my pants. I remove hw shirt and pants.he pulled off my bra and panties.then i removed his underware.

He was the gentlest man i knew.he was not rough but he was not weak.he had his passion back.  We cuddled afterwards.

We spent the whole weekend in my cell.  He enjoyed puting me in restaints. We had marital relations alot this weekend.  

“You know i love women in prison “he admited “you never said.”i told him. “It is a bit embarrassing.  It is a bit odd.  “He said.  “You should have told me. ” she said.  

The weekend put the spark back in our mariege.we continued to visit the prison. He got a promotion and a raise. Financial woes seam to abate.  We were happy again. 

The end.