I eluded to the image on my soft, sexy sleeping soles yesterday in that post when I mentioned being a deep sleeper, but beyond that, candid sleepy soles are legit one of my top 3 foot fetish kryptonite's!

(Candid crossed soles in public and genuinely SUPER ticklish feet being the other 2)

This kinda tease that I'm about to put you through, holds some pretty strong sweet spots for me as well, because I've been in these kinda candid, sleepy sexy sole overload situations more than a few times in my own life.

Both with men and women, I've got my fair share of memories...

Like that chick who slept on my older brothers couch that night he threw a party... Not only did she have some of the cutest, softest, most perfect little wrinkled soles I'd ever seen at that point in my life, but she legit slept with her feet resting on the arm of the couch! BOTH soles completely sticking out of the blanket!!

And who just so happened to be the one who was sleeping on the lounger chair positioned right near the arm her feet were propped on? Yea... Yea, that was yours truly. 🙋🏻‍♂️

I actually, full-fledged woke up to that sight and I think I forgot to breathe for a few minutes! Yea, I wanted more than anything else in the world in that moment to just dive in. No, no I didn't 😫

On the other hand, I did dive in (albeit it gently and tentatively) in one of the more erotic memories I have of this kinda situation...

Happened at Uni. Guy was at what I can only accurately describe as the after-party of the after-party. I had zero clue who he was, just knew that he was pa.ssed out in the den, sleeping thru a ton of noise when I first saw him.

He had some of the softest, smoothest, perfectly shaped and muscle soles I'd ever seen! Like, not wide soles, but long, so his arches were insanely fucking high and beautiful! 🤩

He was sleeping with a blanket that looked more like the size of a beach towel and it definitely wasn't covering an inch of those perfect soles!

Yea, I made a very, very, very serious mental note and promise to myself, that if the party fizzed out enough (which it was already doing) I'd go spend a little one on one time with those works of art.

To this day I still swear the dudes soles tasted like candy 🤯🫠

ANYWAY, now that I've gotten myself all turned on thanks to that little stroll down memory lane, I'd say it's about your turn 😏

Just imagine seeing me like this at an after party...
-Myles