One day, Carly was alone with Freddy in the iCarly studio. Sam wasn't around, she was sent to juvie for a day because she threw a block of wood at a guy's head for no reason. This was the moment that Freddy had been waiting for, as he had something that he needed to tell Carly.
"Carly," he said, "I have something I want to tell you. It's something really important, and I don't want you to laugh at me for it."
"Freddy, we've known each other long enough, I think you should know by now that you can tell me anything without me laughing at you," Carly said. She could feel that he was hesitating. "Hey, don't worry, you can tell me."
"Okay, here goes. Carly, I love feet. I don't when, why or how this happened, but all I know is that I really, really like feet. Promise you're not disgusted by this," he said.
"I don't think that it's disgisting at all. In fact, I'm kind of intrigued by it. What do you mean by you liking feet?" She asked.
"Well, I mean the first time that I saw you barefoot, I couldn't stop looking at your feet. I started fantasizing about them and well…"
"And what? You can tell me."
"All I wanted to do was to kiss your feet. I want your feet to touch my face and hands," he said.
"Oh, Freddy! That's so sweet. I'm going to make your fantasy come true."
Now, today Carly was wearing sexy black boots, and she started to take them off. She was wearing socks underneath them, but before she took them off, she stopped for a moment and looked at Freddy.
"Do you want to take them off? I don't know if it's part of what you want to do, but…"
Before she could even finish her sentence, Freddy took her feet and put them in his lap. He slowly took the socks off, revealing Carly's bare feet. At first he was all over them, sloppily kissing them, but then he refined himself, and started to slowly kiss her feet. But then, he stopped. He didn't know what to do next.
"Is that it? I mean, you spent more time explaining it then doing it," Carly said.
"Well, there's one more thing, if you're up for it," He said.
"We've come this far, might as well just do whatever this 'one more thing' is," She said.
"It's called a footjob, and it's when I take out my 'you-know-what', and you start stroking it with your feet."
"Oh, well… You know what, let's do it. And I'm going to enjoy it. I guess you should get your dick out."
So Freddy started to take his pants off, then Carly tried to take them off with her feet. She actually did it! His member was between both of her feet, and it was clear he was enjoying it. He took off his shirt, and Carly soon followed. Before they knew it, they were both completely naked and into it. He was starting to climax, and he didn't know what to do.
"Carly, can I put it on your feet? That's the last part of my fetish."
"Yes, yes you can!"
And so when she put her feet out, and the warm ejaculate streamed onto her feet. She thourghouly enjoyed it, and well, we all know that Freddy did, too. They got dressed, and then they kissed.
"Well, I guess, I'll, uh, see you at school tomorrow," Freddy said.
"Yeah, see you later," she said.
"And Carly, thanks, you were amazing tonight."
"You were too."
And life went on as normal. Nothing else happened between them, they both knew it was a one-time thing. But they both remembered what happened that night…