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Sleeping Feet In The Park
Published on Tuesday, August 28, 2007
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This story was inspired by real life circumstances, although details have been embellished.

I've been a cyber-friend of a woman whose feet I've enjoyed on-line for years. I wish that I could reference her pictures, but I've been sworn to secrecy. Besides, I need to be discreet about this myself. Her husband is a voyeur, and would love to watch me play with his wife's feet, but because we live so far apart, enjoying her feet in person hasn't been possible. For the sake of this story, I'll call her Julie.

The irony is that Julie travels on family business to my part of the country, but even then the distance is about an hour and a half away by car. I was always tempted to make the drive, but our schedules would conflict when there seemed to be an opportunity to enjoy her feet, so I just assumed that we'd never end up getting together. Then fate intervened, and gave me the perfect opportunity to have some naughty foot fetish fun with Julie.

As it turned out, a co-worker of mine was relocating to the same city that Julie's mother lived in, and I had agreed to help him move. I was going to stay overnight at my friend's place before driving back home the next day. As luck would have it, Julie was visiting her mother, so she was also in the city. When Julie and I realized this while exchanging e-mails, we decided that we should meet for lunch before I drove back home so that we could finally meet in person.

What I wanted to do with Julie was to have some foot fetish with her, but going going to her mom's place would be awkward because her mother never really leaves the house. Going to my friend's place was out of the question, too, because I didn't want to explain the relationship I have with Julie to my friend since I'm married. The idea of getting a hotel room had been on my mind, but that would have been too obvious, and I didn't want to presume anything with Julie. We had only chatted about having foot fetish fun together; not anything overtly sexual.

The solution to my dilemma came in the way of Julie's husband who suggested that I act out one of my sleeping feet fantasies in one of the city's parks with his wife. He had stayed home while Julie flew out to visit her mom, but he thought it would be hot for me to do something really naughty with his wife, and Julie was open to doing it even though she joked to me about it when we chatted in a private chat room on-line. She wrote, "My husband's still trying to get us together. He thought that you'd want to play with my feet while I'm taking a nap in the park. Would you really want to do something like that?"

Julie's question of course was rhetorical because she knew very well that I had sleeping feet fantasies, and that I would love to play with her feet in the park. "Of course I'd love to do that," I wrote her back. "Just name the time and place, and I'll be there," I assured her.

"Great," she wrote back. "Now that I'm thinking about it, I think I'm going to love it. The thing is," she added, "I've been so wiped out the last few days taking care of things for my mom, don't be surprised if I'm really asleep when you first see me."

"That would be SO cool to have you really asleep," I explained to her quite honestly as our chat room conversation continued on the screen.

"Seriously? You wouldn't mind?" She wrote back.

"I'm serious," I promised.

"Good. Then I won't have to feel guilty about how tired I really am," she explained.

"That's right," I assured her. "I'm just glad that you're willing to meet up with me even though you're so wiped out, and need to catch up on your sleep. But if you think about it, this will work out perfectly."

"I agree," she wrote back. "But we should really get off the computer now. It's almost four in the morning, and I have to get up early to be with my mom when her physical therapist gets here at 9:00 a.m."

"Yikes!" I wrote back. "You really WILL need a nap in the park when I see you tomorrow."

Julie knew the city well, and suggested a place to role-play the sleeping feet scenario. I didn't know the city very well, but I could tell I would have no problem following the directions she wrote on the screen for me to follow. They were pretty precise, and I was able to copy and paste them to a notepad message. I was really excited by the idea of finding her asleep in the park.
Because it was kind of naughty to do something like this with someone whom you've never actually met before, even though we knew each other well, we decided to go to the park before I treated her to a late afternoon lunch.

I could hardly sleep after closing the chat window with Julie. It was exciting for me to know that I was finally going to meet her in person, and that I would be playing with her feet. I was to meet her only a few hours after our chat at 12:45 p.m. But at least I could sleep in if my friend didn't bother me when he woke up. Luckily enough, the next day he let me sleep.

Later on when I got to the park, I immediately noticed how sprawling it was. Even though it was a Sunday afternoon, and many people were using the park's main areas, there were many other areas that were isolated, and appeared to be unused. Julie didn't give me a specific spot to meet, because she wouldn't be sure where to go until she got there, but she did let me know where her car would probably be parked, and I had a good description of it along with a license number.

I found Julie's car easily enough, and pulled in behind it to park. There were no other cars around. I didn't spot Julie right away because the picnic areas beneath the road were surrounded with lots of trees. But as I walked down along the wooded path, I saw small picnic areas on both sides of me. I didn't see Julie right away, but that didn't surpise me. She told me that she would try to find a more secluded spot to take her nap so that I would have more liberty to enjoy my role-playing fantasy without too many prying eyes. So when I noticed a picnic area to my left, or to my right, I would walk into it a bit to see if Julie had chosen that spot. I needed to walk into each area at least twenty feet or so because if I hadn't, I wouldn't have been able to see the more secluded sections inside.

When I walked down into the third picnic area, which was on my right, I noticed the protrusion of a pastel colored material that was visible just beyond a large rock formation. After a few more steps, I saw a pair of soles facing upward, which stirred my heart to beat with an excited, and fast pulse. As I quietly walked closer, I could see a woman lying face down on what turned out to be an oversized comforter. Even though I couldn't see Julie's face because the back of her head was in my direction, I was certain that it was her. Sure enough, when I got within a few short feet of the comforter, I was able to easily recognize those delicious looking soles of Julie's to know that I had found her.

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When I kneeled down next to Julie, she appeared to be taking a real nap in the shade.
I was, afterall, almost a half hour late, so maybe she had actually fallen asleep. Thinking this excited me. Her breathing was slow, and steady. She was wearing a short pink cotton skirt that buttoned along one side, and a cotton top that buttoned down the middle of her back. Her clothing was perfect for such a warm day, and could easily be for casual or formal wear. Both buttons on the bottom of her skirt, and her cotton top were unbuttoned. This was probably done to be stylish, which it was, but I liked to think that it was meant to be a hint, a hint that maybe the other buttons should be freed from their fabric enclosures. Of course, that was the farthest thing on my mind. I am, after all, a guy who has a foot fetish, and that is why I was ready to enjoy one of the best adventures of my life.

Julie was lying face down on that oversized comforter, which would have generously covered a king-sized bed. Naturally I noticed her soles right away, which were gloriously in full view. I took a deep, but quiet breath, and looked around to survey the surroundings. Julie had chosen a perfect spot out of general view from the public. Not only would one need to head down a trail from the road above to find the various paths that lead to separate picnic areas, but even the individual entrances of each smaller path was out of direct view from where Julie had laid down. All around us was a small forest of trees that gave a lot of privacy to each picnic area. Adding to our seclusion were a number of large rocks immediately surrounding the perfect spot that Julie had so wisely chosen for our naughty rendezvous. Even if people walked into this particular picnic area, initially they would only see the edge of Julie's comforter, and really only if they were really looking as I had been.

A large burlap fabric bag was lying on the comforter next to Julie, which I assumed had been used to carry the comforter. I didn't see a purse, but I did see a fanny pack that was tucked underneath Julie's neck and right shoulder. Its waist strap was around Julie's right arm, and the clip that kept the strap closed was also tucked underneath
her neck and right shoulder. So if anyone happened to come by to take her fanny pack, she'd surely be awakened.

We were comfortably isolated. I felt guilty being late because Julie had trusted me to be there at a certain time, which of course would help to assure her safety. The park itself is evidently pretty safe, but I know Julie well enough to know that she wouldn't have laid down to take a nap in a park on her own without knowing that I would soon follow. I imagined that she had closed her eyes a short time before 12:45 p.m. to role-play taking a nap for me, and that she had actually fallen asleep waiting for me.

When I knelt down next to Julie, and got myself comfortable, I heard the cutest little sound of snoring going on, and found it arousing. I loved the idea that Julie was really sleeping. Naturally I would want her to enjoy the sensations of me playing with her feet, but I knew that would come later since she would surely wake up at some point. Of course at the time she didn't know that I had arrived. She was also unaware of the boner in my pants that had sprung to attention even before I had lightly touched with baited breath the soles of her soft feet. I took my time to trace my fingers over every inch of her soft soles, and in between each of her toes. She didn't even stir, but then, I was touching her quite lightly. With great care to be as discreet as possible, I spent a good deal of time teasing her soles and toes with my fingers and hands. But after a while, because of my fetish for tickling, I had become complacent about disturbing Julie's sleep. At first I only tickled her soles lightly, but after a while I tempted myself to tickle her feet harder, so much to my satisfaction, that's exactky what I did. Subconsciously, and in retrospect, I wanted to test the limits of her ticklishness.

I had learned from previous chats with Julie that she wasn't particularly ticklish, so it kind of startled me when she suddenly said out loud,
"Hmmm, that really tickles." As she said this, her body squirmed in pleasure, and she started to giggle.

"Is it too ticklish?" I asked her.

"Not really. I guess like having my feet tickled, and you are SO good at it, too," she said. With a little laugh as she turned her head to look back at me she added, "Oh by the way, it's nice to finally meet you in person."

"You too,"
I replied. I didn't want to break the pleasurable trance of excitement I was enjoying, so I said, "Now just relax, keep your eyes closed, and enjoy the stimulation."

"You don't have to ask me twice,"
she teased as she closed her eyes, and laid her head down. "My feet are yours."

I gently raised one of her feet just below my chest, and delighted in the wrinkles that developed in her soles when I cupped her foot in my hands while I teased the pad of her big toe with my tongue. Taking her big toe into my mouth, I happily licked the pad of her toe, and sucked it with pleasure.

Sucking Julie's big toe was clearly pleasurble for her, too, as I heard a low moan escape her lips while her body slowly squirmed to show her appreciation. Taking her big toe out of my mouth, I licked her sole, and then lightly nibbled her heel with my teeth. I gently put her foot back down, and then picked up her other foot to enjoy it in the same way. I alternated between each one of her feet, and got more aggressive in devouring them to my pleasure. Sometimes I would bring both of her feet to my chest, and enjoy them together.

At one point Julie blurted out, "I hope you know that I'm not about to tell you to stop. But I don't want to tire you out."

I laughed a little, and told her, "Don't worry about me. I'm in Seventh Heaven. I can go on all afternoon."

"Really?"
She asked, as if she honestly thought I would mind continuing.

"Really," I told her. "In fact, if you are up for it, I'll even give you a full body massage."

"Oh, my! Now how can I turn that down? It's a good thing that I cleared my afternoon then,"
she giggled. Then she added, "I hope you don't mind if I fall asleep again."

"No, I don't mind at all,"
I answered. "So you were really asleep when I got here?" I asked.

"I sure was," she said. She turned onto her side to get a better view of me, and rested her chin in her hand while propping herself up with her right elbow.

"I thought so. You gave it away when I heard you snoring a little bit."

"I was snoring?"
She asked as if she didn't know that she snored.

Before she could say anything more I told her, "Yeah, but it's not a big deal. It was hardly noticible. Besides, it was kind of cute to hear that little snore of yours. It made me think that you were really sleeping."

"I was. I was seriously fast asleep," she insisted. "I didn't even know when you got here. But then I felt you playing with my feet. At first I thought I was just dreaming it all up even though I knew you were coming to meet me. I have to admit that it's a very pleasurable sensation to wake up to such naughty stimulation. I wanted you to continue what you were doing, but then I guess I got a little too ticklish, and I couldn't help but to say something."

"So you enjoy having your feet tickled, right?"
I asked her.

"I guess I do," she admitted. "As long as you don't tickle my feet too hard, I guess I find it pretty erotic, and it's really a pleasurable experience," she clarified.

"Good,"
I told her. "I want you to feel pleasured."

Changing the subject back to her nap she said, "I guess I must have fallen asleep waiting for you. I'm still pretty tired, so don't take it personally if I fall asleep again. Well, as long as you don't tickle me awake again. I just didn't get enough sleep last night, and the night before wasn't much better either."

"Don't worry. I won't take it personally if you fall asleep again.
Remember that it's a big fantasy for me to play with a beautiful woman's feet when she's asleep. It's a huge turn-on for me." I felt compelled to explain myself further, so I added, "Part of the turn-on for me is that I feel I have the freedom to do whatever I want, and I won't get into trouble for sexually enjoying a woman's feet."

"Why would you get into trouble?"
She asked.

"Well, not trouble exactly," I tried to explain. "It's just that there's a bit of guilt that I feel when I have foot sex. Frankly, it's kind of embarrassing."

"Embarrassing? How is it embarrassing?"

"I don't know how to explain it,"
I told her quite honestly. "All I know is that if a woman is asleep, I won't be judged for what I do to her feet."

"So it's just a foot thing, huh?"
She asked.

"Mostly. I mean, I can't be responsible for how I might take advantage of you while you're asleep." By now I was getting much hornier than I had expected, and I was feeling a little out of control of my sexual urges.

Happily to my surprise, Julie asked, "So, you'd take advantage of more than just my feet?"

For a moment I was speechless, but then my libido kicked into gear to take over my mind so that I could say what was already in my thoughts. "Well, maybe I'll do more than just play with your feet," I admitted.

"Oohhhh, promises, promises,"
she giggled. "I can hardly wait to see how you'll wake me up again."

I was relieved by her reply, and a bit embarrassed by my admission. In retrospect I shouldn't have worried because we had by then become very good on-line friends over the years.

Again I was speechless, but Julie came to my rescue by coyly saying, "I'll tell you what. Why don't you give me that full body massage you promised. I'll probably fall asleep in no time at all, and then you can take advantage of me just like you want. Just don't forget that we're in a public place, and anybody can walk in on us."

I wasn't taking anything for granted, or making assumptions about this freedom to play with her that she had given me. On the other hand, I could tell from the tone of her voice that Julie's exhibitionist side was feeling excited by the thought of us getting caught with my hand in the cookie jar as it were.

"I understand," I assured her. "Just relax, and don't worry about us being in a public place." Telling her a white lie, I said, "Never mind that not a single soul has walked into this section of the park to discover us here. Besides, if they do, rest assured that your dignity will not be compromised." In truth, one couple had suddenly come by earlier on, but they had just as quickly left the scene to leave us our privacy.

 Julie teased me by coyly admitting, "Hmmm, come to think of it. It might be really hot if someone were to suddenly walk around that big rock to see you sucking on my toes."

I was momentarily thinking of something much more risque, and I was going to give some kind of a retort, but Julie interrupted my thoughts by telling me, "Okay, I'm yours. Do unto me what you will. I can't believe I'm saying this to you, but I give you permission to do your naughtiest so that I can really turn my husband on when I tell him about it. I'm going to lay my head back down, close my eyes, and enjoy whatever you want to do to me." Then with a quiet laugh she added, "Even if I have to enjoy it all in a deep half-asleep state of mind."

My head was reeling with all kinds of thoughts, some of which were the memories of various chats I had had with Julie's husband from time to time. One thought that wouldn't escape me was the revelation that Julie would sometimes go out in public without her panties on when she was feeling a little horny. Her husband had told me that I should look for this if I was ever in a position where I might be able to do more than just play with her feet. The ultimate test of horniness for Julie was the use of her favorite vibrating egg. Her husband had told me to look for that as well. So in his words, if I noticed that she wasn't wearing any panties, and her vibrating egg was inside of her pussy, I should "take the hint," and be sure to take advantage of the situation.

As these thoughts in particular kept bouncing around my head, I looked around the clearing that we were in, and didn't see anyone around. At one point as I had mentioned, one couple had stepped in from the trail above, but with a slight smile on each of their faces when they saw me sucking on Julie's toes, they had graciously turned around, and made a quiet exit. Unlike Julie's husband who would have loved to have people watching his every move while seducing, and playing with his wife, even to the point of hoping that they would join in, I'm more of a private kind of guy. But there I was in an otherwise public place, albeit in an obviously secluded spot, and I was acting like a very naughty exhibitionist. Go figure! Fortunately, I knew that Julie was a bit of an exhibitionist, so I was comfortable that she was quite relaxed about being in a semi-public place.


As promised, I began Julie's full body massage by massaging her calves. She had zoned out rather quickly, but it didn't appear that she had fallen back asleep. But by the time I had worked my way to her upper thighs, I once again heard the cute sound of a little snoring going on. Her snoring was hardly noticible, and it was only sporatic, but it assured me that she was really asleep once again. "Hmmm," I thought to myself. "Now THIS is a fantasy come true."

When I reached the hem of her realtively short skirt, I passed over it entirely, and began giving her lower back a deep massage. Occasionally her sleep seemed to be interrupted, and she would moan a little with pleasure, but it was hardly audible. It almost seemed as if her small little moans were involuntary, and she remained in a fairly deep sleep. I was a bit frustrated having to massage her back through her cotton top, and I wanted to use the massage lotion that I had used on her legs, so one by one I slowly unbuttoned her blouse until it fell away, and off of her back. I rubbed lotion into her bare back, and massaged every inch of her backside thoroughly.

I enjoyed giving massages because I knew how wonderful they felt. At one point during Julie's back massage, she had awakened, but she simply said in a mumbled tone of voice, "Hmmm, that feels SO wonderful," and then fell back asleep a few minutes later. As I massaged out the kinks in Julie's neck and shoulders, and adjusted the straps of her cotton top since they couldn't be buttoned off, I happily noticed what appeared to be a thin black cord that was attached to a small remote control, which was clutched in her right hand underneath her folded arms where her head was resting. She had the vibration settings on medium, and I couldn't even hear it. I had obviously missed seeing her vibrating egg when I had first kneeled down at Julie's side. I was both intrigued, and wonderfully excited. I carefully pulled the remote control from her grasp, and repositioned it near her waist so that I could access it as I pleased.

I could barely contain myself when I dropped back to Julie's feet to give her soles and toes another session of massage, and toe sucking. This time, I gently lifted each of her knees one at a time so that I could carefully spread her legs apart. After realizing that I could only spread her legs apart a certain degree because of her skirt, I unbuttoned each button of her skirt, and laid the folds of her skirt to the side so that her beauiful bare ass was in full view. Sure enough, that thin black cord I had seen leading to that small remote control on one end lead to her vibrating egg on the other end, which was already vibrating away inside of Julie's wet pussy. She had hidden the cord from view underneath her skirt.

Except for the thin straps of Julie's cotton blouse that were still wrapped around her upper shoulders because they couldn't be unbuttoned, Julie was completely naked, and a very sexy sight to behold. I was surprised to see that she had an overall tan, although I should have remembered that Julie had told me over the years that she sunbathed au naturel in their backyard, and swam just as freely in their pool. Just in case somebody suddenly came into the area of the park we were in, I set side a large beach towel that I had brought with me so that I could cover her up at a moment's notice if need be. Meanwhile, unless Julie were to wake up, and object to her state of undress, I wasn't about to spoil the excitement of my view.

I carefully raised one of Julie's legs into the air again so that I could suck the toes of one of her feet again. By now I had spread Julie's legs far apart, and could see the glistening cum juices of her open pussy. I could tell that Julie had already cum a number of times because there was a good sized wet spot on the towel that she had placed between her and the comforter. There were actually two towels underneath her. The multiple towels reminded me of chats I had had with Julie about how she is multi-orgasmic, and how her climaxes can be so powerful that she will often have female ejaculations if she is properly stimulated. In my mind I was reviewing her husband's instructions on how to give Julie her most powerful orgasms, and I hoped that I would be able to follow those intructions to satisfy Julie the way that her husband did.

I reached over to set the vibrating egg on its highest setting, and was momentarily startled to hear Julie moan out loud. It was clearly a moan of approval as she didn't say a word while undulating her hips in a slow swirling motion. I continued to suck on her toes, and at the same time I continued to stimulate her pussy and clitoris. Within a minute or two, Julie's body tensed up, and she enjoyed a series of small climaxes. They weren't earth-shattering, the kind that would rock her body, but she was clearly enjoying them nonetheless.

Momentarily opening her eyes, Julie turned over onto her back, and ask me a question that I wasn't ready to answer.

"Do you have any condoms?"

I wasn't expecting that question. I knew that she was with other men from time to time, but as I had understood it, she had only done this when her husband was part of the scene. I couldn't believe what came out of my mouth next, but it was the truth. "I'm sorry. I don't."

"You don't have any condoms?
She asked in disbelief?

"No I don't. I know. Can you believe it? I just didn't think that we would be together like this."

"You didn't think so!"
She exclaimed. "Neither did I," she almost said in a laugh.

"But I know what to do,"
I said to her as I quickly came to my senses, and gathered my composure.

"You do?"

"Yes, and trust me,"
I told her. "We won't need a condom. Just close your eyes, and relax."

Julie closed her eyes as I placed her legs together to sit on the top of them. I knew exactly what to do, and the smile on Julie's face showed me that she realized that I had been getting intructions from her husband about what to do. The thing is, what I needed most was another vibrator of Julie's that I didn't see around us. I needed to improvise, and I wasn't at all certain that my plan would work. Still, it was worth a try.

I gently pulled Julie's vibrating egg out of her wet pussy. I would have rather kept it inside of her, but I needed it. Still with the egg's vibrations set on high, I massaged Julie's public bones in anticipation of what was to come next. I gently pulled apart her pussy lips to reveal her vulva, which gave me needed access to her clitoris. While keeping her clitoris available for direct contact, I began to gently press the egg upon it, and then I applied a steady pressure when I hit the right spot. As Julie's body tensed up from the sensations of the steady pressure of the vibrating egg upon her clitoris, she soon began to climax, and I continued applying this same, steady pressure. As her orgasms ensued, I maintained a steady pressure even as her climax continued to build.

At one point Julie laid a hand upon mine as she said in a hushed tone, "Not so much."

I eased up just a bit, but not by much.

Then she said, "Oh yeah. Just like that."

Within a few moments Julie's body tensed up quite a bit, and she was soon ejaculating her pussy juices high into the air
all over her tummy and breasts. I had never seen a female ejaculation before, but I knew what it was because Julie's husband had described it to me. Julie's hand grabbed mine at that point to pull me away, but I kept my hand where it was as I selfishly continued to apply a steady pressure to her clitoris.

When Julie's female ejaculation whipped into high gear a second time in such quick succession, and her cum squirted clear up to her neck and face, she yelled out in a hushed whisper, "Oh my God! What are you doing to me?"

Tears were rolling down her face at this point, but I knew they were tears of intense pleasure. Still, I knew it was time to stop the intensity because even too much of a good thing can be bad, and I didn't know how far I could push Julie's limits.

"I can't believe you were able to do that to me without using my favorite toy!" She exclaimed.

"I wasn't sure I could make you squirt like that myself, but I'm sure glad I did. That was incredible!"

"I'm glad you enjoyed making me cum,"
she replied. "But what about you? You haven't cum yet. Let me make you cum," she said as she gently grabbed my cock.

"I would love that," I said to her. "But can I ask you a favor?"

"Sure. Anything."

"I would
love
to fuck your soles while you are lying face down. Would you mind?"

She smiled and replied, "Like I said, anything you want."

After Julie laid face down, I pulled my pants down to expose my cock, and placed her feet in my lap. I placed my cock in between her soles, and held her feet together with my left hand over her heels while I lightly tickled the soles of her feet with the fingers on my right hand. As the intensity of my tickling became more pronounced, and Julie twitched her soles to escape the tickling, my cock got harder with every move of her feet as I held them firmly in place. Soon pre-cum was bubbling up from my cock. I used some of my pre-cum to lubricate Julie's soles so that they would be more sensitive to my tickling fingers. As I tickled harder, and Julie playfully protested how unfair I was being while she struggled to release her soles from the firm hold I had of them, my cock became a raging hard-on, and I began to climax. I shot a load of cum all over Julie's soles, and onto her ankles and legs. I also shot a load of cum clear onto her upper thighs and back, and almost to her neck.

Julie was clearly pleased with how well she had gotten me off because of her trapped soles upon my lap. "Wow! That was amazing! I can't believe how high and far you squirted. I guess I'm not the only squirter among us," she playfully joked.

As I used my towel to clean up the mess that I had made, I was embarrassed to note that the couple I had seen before were directly across the clearing from us, and they had obviously been watching us while they fucked. They were still fucking when I finally noticed them. I don't know how I missed them, but to my surprise I was oddly aroused. I couldn't believe it. I quickly grabbed a loose part of Julie's comforter to cover her up, but she declined.

To my surprise she announced, "Are you worried about that couple over there?
I like being naked in front of them." Before I could answer she added, "Don't sweat the small stuff. They've been watching for quite a while now, and I found it to be highly arousing. Part of the reason that had such powerful climaxes was because they were watching us, and they were fucking each other at the same time."

While Julie smiled in their direction, and gave them an air kiss, I wondered to myself, "And to think I was the reason for Julie's intense pleasure."

But I felt better when Julie said, "But don't get me wrong. You were ... you ARE incredible. I can hardly wait to tell my husband how you made me squirt, and how you made me squirt again. Two female ejaculations in a row. I don't usually do that more than once even though I'm lucky enough to enjoy multiple orgasms on a regular basis. And you sure gave me plenty of those today."

"I did?"
I asked her incredulously.

"Absolutely," she assured me. "I had a lot of nice little orgasms when you were sucking on my toes. Okay, part of that was because of the egg inside of me, but hey, you get the point. I definitely had a wonderful time with you, and I'll do it again if we ever get the change, and you want to take advantage of me again."

"That's a definite yes for me,"
I told her matter-of-factly.

Suddenly the couple I had only really seen at a fairly long distance suddenly appeared.

"We're on our way out of here," the woman said, "but we wanted to thank you for making our time here so memorable."

"Same here,"
Julie said to them.

"Thanks," the woman replied again. Turning to me she said, "Oh, and that toe sucking that you gave your gal was really hot. My husand has a foot fetish, and could hardly contain himself."

I could tell how turned on this other woman's husband was for Julie's feet, and as odd as this may sound, it actually made me jealous. I'm not even married to Julie. Go figure.

It was hard for me to break away from Julie that day, but at least we got to have a nice lunch after our foot fetish fun in the park. But Julie drove me nuts when we ate because all through lunch she had her bare feet in my lap. I'm not complaining. Hardly! It's just that having her feet in my lap drove me crazy, especially since I couldn't do anything about it in a public restaurant. Julie enjoyed torturing me with her toes, though, and reminds me of it every once in a while when we chat on-line. Unfortunately for me, the only way that I can have my way with Julie's feet again is on-line. But maybe one day I'll get lucky again.

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