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A Surprising Afternoon
Published on Tuesday, February 26, 2008
This story was submitted by Charles.

Note: This is a male feet story! No female feet are featured!

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It was a bright summer day and I decided to see if my buddy was home. He answered the door and invited me inside.

“Great to see you. Thanks for dropping in. Let's go out by the pool.”

He grabbed a couple of beers on the way out, and we sat at the table making small talk. Ken said, “I have a personal dilemma that I’d like to talk to you about if I could.”

“Sure, go ahead,” I replied.

He then described to me how his wife and her best friend were having an occasional lesbian affair.

“That is a bit of a problem unless they let you watch,” I said half joking.

“There is my problem. They let me watch, and let me film their affairs, providing I dress as a woman.”

“You mean high heels and all that?” I asked.

“Yes, exactly, and when I agreed they helped me with the clothes, make-up, and anything else I needed. I have several outfits.”

“Wow, I really don’t know what to say. So what’s your problem?”

Ken went on to say how he came to enjoy dressing as a woman, and how he has fantasies of being with another man while dressed as a woman.

“Listen, Ken, if you’re asking me what I think, I’ve never really thought about  sex with a man. On the other hand, I’ve never been in the presence of a cross-dresser. I love high heels, and don’t know how I’d react to such a situation.”

The truth is that I had noticed Ken’s body on occasion. He had almost no body hair, was very smooth, and he looked like he shaved his legs, and had great feet. I was getting excited about the prospects.

It started to rain suddenly, so we went inside. Ken opened a bottle of wine, and we went to the living room.

“I’ll tell you what,” he said. “Give me a few minutes. I’ll be right back.” He put the Television on, slipped a tape in the VCR, and left the room saying, “I think you’ll be interested in that.”

It was a tape of June and Pat coming in the door with packages as they stepped into kitchen, and poured a couple glasses of wine before sitting on the living room couch. They leaned over and kissed while stroking each other. The action got more and more intense. The tape was just getting really interesting as they started removing their clothes when I heard Ken say, “How’s this? I didn’t want to take too long, so I kept it simple.”

I turned, and could hardly believe my eyes. Standing in the doorway was a beautiful creature. Ken had on a wig, lipstick, eye shadow, and make-up. He was stunning, wearing tan colored high heel pumps, and a matching two-piece bathing suit. His legs looked great in the high heels, and I was intrigued to say the least.

“Wow! You look great,” I said standing up, and forgetting about the tape.

We stepped toward each other, touched, and kissed on the lips with our mouths opened. Our tongues met, and our bodies were together. Ken’s hand found my penis, and I undid his bathing suit top. His nipples were hard on his small breasts, and I sucked each of them gently while feeling his hard cock through the cloth of his suit.

We pulled each other’s trunks down, stepping out of them, cocks hard, and kissed again, stroking each other slowly.

“I never expected this. It wouldn’t take much for me to cum,” I whispered.

“Me either,” he replied.

Ken leaned down, took my penis in his mouth, and stood up. We kissed again, and I leaned down to suck him gently in return.

“Would you like to cum in my mouth?” Ken asked quietly.

“Yes, and I’d like you to cum in mine,” I confessed.

We laid on the rug on our sides. I slipped my mouth over his cock as I felt him take me in his mouth. Just as I was about to cum, I felt Ken’s cock pulse, and his sperm shoot into my mouth. I swallowed as I felt Ken eagerly taking my cum. We laid there for several moments. Our cocks were in each other’s mouth, tasting, feeling, and wondering what just happened. I ran my hand along Ken’s smooth leg, touched his high heel, felt his foot, and then we slowly moved to lay beside each other. We kissed, and stroked each other. There was no shame.

The story goes on if anyone is interested.

Charles 

This story was submitted by Charles.

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