Foot Fetish Naughtiness With My
Wife and Her Friend
Published on Tuesday, March 17, 2009
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Ok, let’s see if I can get through this without making
a mess. I’m certainly no pro when it comes to writing short stories, so
maybe a short truth will be easier.
My wife and I were married at a
very young age, and as such I didn’t get to experience many sexual
encounters before then. Not that I regret it, because I have the
most beautiful, understanding wife I could ever ask for. Before we were
married, or even going together, I would see her at the
local swimming hole with her sexy bikini and succulent bare feet. She
had the sexiest, tannest, most perfect feet you could imagine. I
knew that one day I would be covering them in suntan oil, and relishing
the feel of her soft shapely, wrinkled soles and heavenly arches.
We dated for four months before getting married, and at that time she
knew nothing of my kinky desire to ravage her perfect ped’s, and suck
her sexy toes. The year was 1980, and a time for the ever popular
Candie’s high heel slides to be all the rage by many a pretty
women. Oh how I loved being in class sitting within view of these
hotter than hell women dangling their heels continuously, driving me to
fantasize every day, and jerking off with those sexy feet and heels
still
burning in my mind.
I guess it was about a month into our marriage when I lost all control
of my desires and decided to act on them. My wife would always go
to sleep before me (calculated),
and she would usually be lying on her
stomach with a beautiful bare sole in plain view. Many times
before, I remember kneeling at the foot of the bed only inches from my
objects of desire, and stroking my hard cock, only to shoot off like a
cannon onto the floor, or wherever it landed. I got bolder, and
started sliding her high heels onto her lovely foot, and would even
dare
to lick those perfectly shaped arches that were on display just for
me. It wasn’t long before I went all the way, and totally drenched
her feet, shoes, bed sheets, and anything within the range of my
explosion.
"To hell with it,"
I said to myself. I owed it to her,
and to myself to cum clean about my fetish. What a dumb ass I had
been. Like she didn’t know what I had been doing all along. She then
asked me why I was so secretive about such a harmless thing as
a foot fetish. At that point she said it really turned her on to
think any part of her body could turn me on so much. That was
28 years ago, and there isn’t much we haven’t done in and out of the
bedroom.
I know I’m being long-winded, but this episode is worthy
of mention. She knew I always had the hots for her best friend
and her sexy feet. Man were they hot!
She always went
barefoot, but her feet always seemed to be so clean. Anyway, we
went to visit her friend out of state as her husband was in the Navy,
and was out on a sub most of the time. She was a blonde haired, blue
eyed sexual being, and she knew it.
She was also one hell of a tease.
Well, as best friends go, they
talk, and I mean about everything. Her friend loved to torment me
with her gorgeous size 6’s, always making sure I got an eyeful whenever
possible. She also loved to play footsie under the tables, or
wherever she could do it discretely.
One morning when we woke, it was cooler than usual, and my wife and I
were sharing a blanket on the sofa. I had on my boxer shorts, and
that was it. Our gracious hostess greeted us with a cup of coffee, and
sat right
next to me wearing nothing but a see-through gown. Her nipples
were hard as pencil erasers sticking out, and I noticed she had painted
her toenails a dark pink color, which happens to be one of my
favorites.
She then proceeded to cross her right leg over her left, and
was bouncing that beautiful arch off my leg while looking deeply into
my eyes with that look that was saying, “Yes, I’d love to fuck
your
brains out.”
Before I knew what was happening, I felt my wife
grab my then oozing hard-on under the covers. I couldn’t believe
it. She was jacking my hard cock while her sexy friend was rubbing
those
hot little feet all over my right leg. Both of these women knew
exactly what they were doing, and as I locked my eyes on those
perfectly arched feet, she grabbed my right hand and just squeezed it,
just as my wife was jerking me off with hers. Oh my God, I’m
surprised I didn’t blow the blanket to the other side of the
room. I have never had such an intense orgasm in my life, and I
completely soaked everything under those covers. Her friend gave
my hand one last squeeze, then said she was going to get a towel, as it
was obvious I could use one.
Holy crap! I still have
recurring visions
of that, and it never fails to get me off. True story, and thank you
Glenda!
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