iCarly Porn Story: i Like Your Feet

One day, Freddie, Carly, And Sam were in the iCarly studio doing rehersal. Spencer was gone, buying ingredients to make his famous spaghetti tacos. Freddie had a cool idea for the show.

“Guys, look here. It’s a bungee jumping suit. It’s made special so that your arms and legs are safely tucked inside so thay won’t snag on things as you free-fall.” Freddie explained with excitement.

The girls looked at the strange suit and rubber cord. “That’s pretty cool, Freddie. Where’d you get this at?” Carly asks. Sam chimed in with her answer. “Probably Nubs R Us. What’s the point in bungee jumping if you can’t flail around?”

Freddie and Sam argued for a couple minutes with Carly trying to get them to stop. Eventually, it worked. “So you got this for the show, right?” Carly asks. Freddie nodded. “Yep. One of you will get to do a bungee jump from the ceiling.” He explains. Carly got a bit scared and he had to go over all the safety precautions he took, ensuring her she was safe.

After that, Carly wanted to try it out first, so Freddy set up the bungee cord and she put on the suit. Just as he had her hooked up and hoisted in the air, she got a little scared again. But Freddie didn’t let her back down becouse he didn’t want her to skip something like this. She had no choice but to go along with it.

Carly jumped down and came rushig to the floor, then sprang back up. Then she came down again, and once again sprang up. Freddie and Sam clapped for Carly as she squealed in glee.

Then Freddie’s cell phone rang. It was his mom, ordering him to come home for a tick bath. He had to leave ASAP but told Sam to let Carly out of the suit when she stops bouncing. He bolted out the door, leaving the girls alone.

Carly bounced a bit more and one of her shoes fell off, revealing that she didn’t wear any socks that day. Sam only raised an eyebrow as her friend slowly stopped bouncing up and down. Oce she stopped and caught her breath she asked Sam for some help and flicked her head down to her bare foot, wanting her shoe back. Or to be let down. Who knows.

Carly’s feet were a couple inches off the floor and Sam, carrying Carly’s shoe, knelt by her feet. Carly figured Sam was going to put her shoe back on her and then let her out of the suit, but instead Sam looked up at Carly and smirked. “So you can’t move? At all?” she asks. Carly looked around the room in a confused manor. Why did Sam want to know that? “Not really. All I can do is move my head and flex my toes. This suit is too tight. Let me down now, Sam.” Carly says. Sam’s smirk got bigger and turned into a grin. “Oh, I will. But I wanna have some fun first!” she answered.

Now Carly was a bit worried. She couldn’t move and Sam wants to “have fun”. She shivered at what Sam had in mind, remembering her treatments for Freddy. As she looked down at Sam, she gasped, but the air got caught in her throat at what she saw: Sam brought Carly’s shoe to her nose and took a deep sniff of it! “OH MY GOD SAM! What do you think you’re doing?” Carly screamed.

Sam just took another sniff and sighed. “Good stuff, Carls. Smells nice.” Sam said. Carly went pale and felt light headed. Her best friend was smelling her shoe right in front of her! She’d expect something like this from Freddy, but… Sam? Lost in her thoughts, Carly didn’t see Sam pull her other shoe off and sniff it too. “Eww. Sam quit it. Please.” Carly whimpered in disgust. But Sam continued. She kept sniffing until she had her fill.

Then Sam decided to go further into her fetish and put Carly’s shoes down to smell her feet. Carly was really freaking out now, trying to break free but the safety suit was too tight. Sam saw how upset Carly was and decided to calm her with a foot massage. After all, all girls love a good foot rub, right? So she went to work, carefully massaging her best friends pretty feet. Sam did the heels, soles, arches and each toe. She also did the sides and tops of Carly’s feet for extra measure. Try as she might, but Carly was enjoying the massage and it was soothing her little by little.

Once Sam knew Carly was mellowed out, she went even further in her quest to satisfy her foot fetish by giving Carly’s soft, silky soles a lick. Carly flinched in shock and asked sam not to do this anymore and to let her go, but her tone was softer and less upset. Sam shook her head. “Nu- uh Carly. I plan to have my fun and if you just submit to this, you’ll enjoy yourself too.” Sam said as she went for another lick. Carly winced as she watched, but somehow thought the feel of Sam’s warm wet tongue on her soft sole was nice. Strange and kinda gross, but nice.

After a while of licking, Carly wasn’t protesting against the worshipping of her feet, though she claimed she was just letting Sam have her fun so she’d get it out of her system and let her go. As much as Sam was enjoying herself, there wasn’t much left to do now, so she started sucking Carly’s toes. First three at a time, then one- by- one. This time though, Carly was unable to suppress her feelings and let out a moan. That made Sam chuckle. “So, you like this after all, eh? Well good, I’m gonna keep going.” Sam said as Carly watched with crimson cheeks.

Sam continued sucking Carly’s perfect toes, all while Carly tried in vein not to moan from the feeling. Why did this feel so good? Carly wondered. Sam had switched feet and was now sucking the toes of Carly’s other foot. One-by-one, Sam sucked them. After a while though, Sam looked at the clock and noticed she’d been worshipping Carly’s feet for about an hour now and decided to end it.

With one last kiss on each toe and one on both soles, Sam stood up and started to unstrap Carly from the saftey suit. Carly got out of it and was glad to be standing on firm ground finally.

“Sam… that was really weird. But kind of nice. I-I … I can’t explain it.” Carly says.

Sam just smiled at her friend.

“Anytime Carls. And just so you know, it’s called a foot fetish and A LOT of guys have one. Probably even Freddie.” Sam said as she left.

Carly was left alone, barefoot in the studio. As she gathered her footwear she pondered what had just happened to her.

“Hm. Foot Fetish? Freddie? I wonder…”