The Foot Club
Chapter 2, A While Later
(Published on Friday, March 25, 2011)
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After I cleaned up in the men’s room I went back to my cube and sat down. I was still trying to comprehend what had just happened. Somehow 4 women I worked with and fantasized about figured it out, got together and concocted a plan to act on it to their advantage.
Their plan was totally dependent on me having a foot fetish so that had to be at the center of it. All 4 had to have at least a passing interest or curiosity about it and, I suspect, at least 2 of them had considerable experience with foot sex and obviously enjoyed it. One was married, one engaged, and the other two were single.
Now I was made to wait on their whim while they planned how I, at almost age 50, would satisfy all 4 of them, 2 about half my age, in just a few hours. I felt a bit trapped even though part of me felt like I was in some sort of dream; a foot club right in the workplace. This wasn’t about 5 coworkers going off to some motel after work. It was right in our workplace that seemed almost perfectly designed for such an activity.
You need to understand a bit about our office and business. We created product images and databases to feed web servers that sold these products. We therefore had a storeroom of all sorts of products which we were able to use as we desired. These included most anything you might find in a drug store as well as other specialty businesses.
When we expanded and moved what we added in service was the testing of these products and others. We had a room that was a realistic mockup of a hospital room complete with all the equipment in working order. The bed was completely outfitted for extreme orthopedic cases with all the traction devices, slings and trapezes.
We tested exercise equipment of all types so we had a complete gym with more than 20 different machines. Our management was proactive on health so the room had a running area all around the perimeter. Inside that were the machines in a large circle. Inside that circle was a mat, a high school type wrestling mat, where we could do individual exercise without machines. We even had a complete handicap accessible shower room for our use when we were done exercising complete with a Jacuzzi that could seat 6 people. If this wasn’t the perfect venue for a sex club, I don’t know what would be.
My wandering mind was brought back to reality when all 4 ladies suddenly appeared at my cube. Julie spoke first. “We discussed the situation, what we all want, have come up with a plan and thought we should share it with you. Basically, while you got off, we didn’t and we’re horny as hell. I’m married and if I went home now, like this, I think I’d rape my husband and he’d be wondering what went on at work and that would be a bad thing. Valerie’s engaged and has the same circumstance. Liza is single so she’d have to find a stranger to rape and that’s also a bad thing. Besides, she said she’d prefer you because you’re not a stranger and frankly,” she glanced at my shorts, “you’re pretty big which makes it better.”
I glanced at Liza and she blushed
slightly before getting a
devilish look in her eye. Julie
we had to figure out how we all cum and you don’t until we’re
ready so we went to the storeroom to see what products there might help
Stacey displayed a bag. First she took out a restraining device, a cock ring, if you will. “This will help to keep you hard,” Julie said. Then Stacey took out a tube of crème. “This is crème to desensitize you.” Then Stacey took out a 3 pack of magnum ribbed condoms. “These will go on over the crème to keep the crème off of us.”
Liza had taken the condoms from Stacey, opened them, took one and handed one to Liza and one to Julie. I looked at Stacey who had a silly smile on her face and said, “What about you?”
Stacey said, “I don’t need one. That’s not how I get off. I get off by giving handjobs and footjobs, to men and women. I’m a lesbian,” and she smiled. “So these are for me,” and she took out the last two items, a package of black pantyhose and a pair of white cotton anklets.
“Is black your color of choice?” I asked.
“No, it’s yours,” Valerie said. “Most of the times we caught you staring, we were wearing black hose.”
“And the white anklets?” I asked.
“I’ll show you later what those are for,” Stacey responded.
“So, this isn’t really just about foot fetishes, is it?” I asked.
“Mostly it is,” Stacey said, “just some days, like today, there’s more.”
“For them but not for you,” I responded.
“Well,” she said, stealing a glance at Liza.
I looked at Liza. “Are you a lesbian, too?” I asked.
“No,” she said with a smile, “I’m kind of like a utility infielder. I cover all the bases.”
“Uh huh,” I acknowledged and I looked at Julie, “And you’re here because Tom doesn’t do this stuff,” and she nodded.
I looked at Valerie questioningly. “I’m intrigued and curious,” she said, “And Charlie is always rubbing my feet so I think he has a fetish and I want to observe and learn and practice because I’m going to marry him and want to be able to please him.”
“Uh, huh,” I responded.
Then Julie said, “Just a few other details. We know Tuesdays will be our duty day because that’s the only day I’m in the office and, of course, every 5th Saturday. And a couple questions… you’re clean, right? No annoying little diseases or anything?”
“Yes,” I said with a chuckle, “and I shoot blanks, if that helps.”
“It does,” she said, “and if you could dig into your stash at home this weekend and grab some photos and videos and things and put them on a flash drive and give it to us Monday, it’ll help us know what really trips your trigger. And anytime you find a toy or apparel item or something you want to try, just bring it along. OK? Now you finish whatever work you’ve got to do and come join us in the hospital room at 1:00.”
And so it was. Now I knew what I was in for this afternoon, except for how those white anklets would be used, or so I thought.
One o’clock came and I shut down my computer, grabbed my personal bag and headed for the hospital room by way of the men’s room. I checked myself out in the mirror and saw that my shorts had dried with no stains thanks to my washing the cum out earlier.
When I got to the hospital room I found they had prepared it. I noticed it was warmer so they had apparently turned the heat up a few degrees. The room was spacious. In addition to the oversized bed there were 4 comfortable chairs, 2 of them lounge type to accommodate overnight hospital guests I imagine. The bed was probably 2 foot wider and 2 foot longer to allow all the equipment to work the way it should.
The ladies were all in their panties, tank tops and were barefoot except for Stacey who wore the black pantyhose with her tank top. No one had a bra on including Stacey. The black pantyhose were nice, completely opaque. There was no sign of the white anklets anywhere.
They really looked fine, all of them. They had different tastes in panties, too. Valerie’s were traditional white cotton bikini style. Her firm, rounded ass looked wonderful in them. Julie’s were the kind where there was a seam in the middle in the back and they went into her crack separating her cheeks a bit and they didn’t cover the bottom bit of her cheeks either. They really made me want to ride her ass. Boy it was nice. And Liza, in true supermodel fashion, had a thong and she had the perfect ass for it. How I wanted those cheeks to squeeze me.
“Strip down and climb on the bed and lay spread eagle on your back,” Julie said. So I did. Each of them put a padded traction cuff on me, one on each wrist and ankle. Then I heard the whir of the motors as they tightened the traction with the remote. They put just enough tension to just keep me flat out so I couldn’t bend my knees or arms or move.
The sling was just to the left of my head at the edge of the bed about 3 feet above the bed. It resembled one of those flexible seat swings on a playground. Stacey climbed up and was standing on the bed next to my head getting ready to get into the sling. I could smell a bit of perfume and I think it was coming from her feet.
“You put on perfume?” I asked.
“Of course,” she said smiling. “If I’m going to smother your face with my feet they should be perfumed shouldn’t they?”
Then she climbed into the sling but not the way I expected. Instead of sitting like you would on a swing, she straddled the seat. Then she used the remote to move it and lower it until her feet were comfortably on my face with her knees slightly bent. I’ll have to say the perfume was really nice. She moved her feet gently all over my face, head, ears, and neck. Those lovely soles clad in silk gently caressed and massaged me.
“Can you imagine how your dick is going to feel later?” Stacey asked, and with that I could feel myself starting to get hard.
Then Julie said, “I get the first ride but first all three of us are going to prep you with a hand massage as soon as we get this ring on you. You’re not going to know who’s doing what because Stacey is going to keep your face covered with the foot massage, but there will be 6 loving hands doing this at one time or another.” It really felt amazing. They dribbled some oil on me and began massaging. It didn’t take long for me to be erect but they kept massaging to get me as hard as possible.
This went on for about 5 minutes. Then I felt a cooler sensation. “We’re going to let you look now and give Stacey’s feet a rest. We’re putting on the crème.” Stacey’s feet lifted my head a little and someone put a pillow under it. I saw Julie change position from sitting between my legs to straddling me with her pussy about 6” away from my balls. Behind her and almost glued to her was Valerie and her hands were oiled and massaging Julie’s breasts and snatch. She was really working her up.
Liza had on one of those plastic food service gloves and was applying a generous application of the crème. When she finished she said, “We’re going to let that work for a minute. You relax and watch Julie get worked up.”
As I watched, Liza opened the condom and laid it on my tummy, ready to put on. Then she put some oil on her hand and began working Julie’s clit. Valerie had just one hand on Julie’s breast and I think she had the other one by her ass. Then I’m pretty sure she put a finger or two up Julie’s ass and worked them. The two of them really had Julie going.
After a minute or so, Liza picked up the condom and started it on the head of my cock. It was strange. I could see it happening but I could only feel it a tiny bit. After she got it started she made a ring with her fingers and rolled the condom down.
With that done, she and Valerie backed away a bit to give Julie room. Julie descended on me like an octopus on its prey. She road me in every way possible for most of 20 minutes. She changed positions from front to back to side and front again. She had me partially inserted at times with my cock head pressing her g-spot. Finally, she said, “Give me a hand girls” and Liza and Val put what I know to be warming oil on their hands and Liza worked her clit while Val worked her ass. Julie gyrated, bucked and ground herself on me. Finally, she let out a large groan, said a very naughty word and her body began to shudder. It didn’t stop shuddering for more than a minute. Then her body sagged limp, sweat poring down her face and chest.
After a minute she lifted herself off me. They rotated positions. The black clad feet returned to my face for a few minutes and I could feel a little bit of the condom being removed. The feet were removed. I could see them putting a new coat of white crème on me, this time it was Val doing it. Above me I could see Stacey playing with herself with one hand while the other one held onto the sling chain.
On the rotation they didn’t need to wait the time for the crème to work so things moved faster. However, whenever someone mounted me they took their time on me. Liza went second and Val third and no one spent less than 20 minutes riding me and all of them had extended shuddering orgasms with the help of the other two working on the clit and butt.
When they were done they got a pan of warm soapy water. Val removed the condom and used a wash rag to completely wash me getting off every bit of the crème. While she did this Julie and Liza got the anklets and put them on Stacey over the black hose. Stacey smiled down at me and said, “Now you’ll see what they’re for.” She used the remote to move her sling so her feet were directly above my cock.
Stacey said, “We’re going to leave that ring on you so I can have some fun. You’re going to feel intense pleasure but you won’t cum because the ring won’t let you.” Then she used her white clad feet to thoroughly dry my cock, balls, and abdomen and groin area. As she did this I felt the feeling come back and it was very nice. She was gentle, slow, and diligent.
When it was dry, she lifted her feet and Julie removed the white socks. Liza and Val got up on the bed and stood on either side of the sling. Liza held the bottle of warming oil. Stacey began to work on my cock very skillfully with her black clad feet. It was incredible to watch and feel. She gripped it and played with it in every imaginable way for at least 15 minutes. I felt like I was going to boil over, but I couldn’t. Stacey was getting worked up and when she started to hump the sling, Liza put some oil on her hand and on Val’s hand and they slipped them inside the pantyhose, front and back. You could tell they inserted fingers and were working her and she humped and bucked. They turned her to face me and her feet now had me gripped between the arches with maximum sole on my shaft. As she bucked and jerked, her feet pulled and pushed also.
Julie was between my legs again at the ready to release the cock ring. “You tell me when Stacey.”
Liza and Val rotated the sling 180 so Stacey’s heels were toward me. All the while their hands stayed in her and she really started bucking. Finally, Stacey yelled, “Now” and Julie snapped the ring loose as Stacey’s feet slammed down my shaft and her toes squeezed my balls till I thought they’d pop. They continued vibrating short pumps in rhythm to her orgasm and her toes squeezed in unison. She screamed as did I and I shot volley after volley of cum. I was in sync with her and we both slowed to a stop at the same time, about a minute later. There were multiple streams of cum all over Stacey’s black hose, some of them all the way up to her thighs.
Liza and Val removed their hands and Stacey used her soles to wipe the last of the cum off my cockhead. Julie giggled and said, “Wow. Who would’ve thought that we could do that just 2 hours later? NICE!”
As they undid my traction cuffs I looked at the clock. It was 2:30pm. We cleaned up and went home.
This story was submitted anonymously (previously known as Blueboy).
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