A Foot Fetish Dream Come True

Published early on our Previews page on Thursday, June 12, 2025.

Official publication date for the main page of our site: Friday, June 13, 2025.

This illustrated story was submitted anonymously.

"I had the most lovely dream this morning," Lacy told her husband John.

John instantly knew what she was talking about, but he pretended that he had no clue.

"Oh yeah?" he smiled. "What was it?"

"I dreamed that somebody was playing with my feet while I was asleep," she answered.

"Naughty, naughty," he replied. "What a nice dream."

"It sure was," she told him. "Maybe I'll have the same dream tomorrow morning."

"Maybe you will," he told her.

"That would be nice," she smiled.

The next morning, as he had done the morning before, he crept into the bedroom where she was sleeping late as she liked to do on the weekends, and he began to lightly tickle the soles of her feet.

Lacy loved waking up to the pleasure of having the soles of her feet tickled, so she was glad that two mornings in a row her husband played with her feet, especially since he had been neglecting them for a long time. He used to play with her feet a lot, and massage, and worship them, but he had stopped months ago. She didn't know why, and she missed it.

John wasn't sure why he had stopped playing with her feet, either. His foot fetish was still as strong as ever, but he just stopped one day. It was probably after Lacy had been away on an extended business trip. His happy routine of having fun with her feet had been interrupted, and he found it awkward to get back into it again.

In the meantime, Lacy got used to having him neglect her feet. She figured that her husband had lost interest, but he hadn't. Every once in a while the subject of his foot fetish would come up, and he'd tell her that he needed to get back into playing with her feet after she bemoaned missing it, but it didn't happen.

One day, though, John was feeling extra horny after taking a peek into the bedroom on an early Saturday morning to see Lacy lying on her stomach with her soles face up on the bed while she was still asleep. He always got up early, even on the weekends while she happily slept in to get extra sleep. She was happy to be woken up to him playing with her feet after such a long period of time without that distinct pleasure. Naturally, John was happy to be playing with her feet again as well.

The following Sunday morning after John played with his wife's feet again while she pretended to be asleep, she told him later in the day about how much she enjoyed it.

"I really love having you play with my feet," she told her husband.

"I didn't play with your feet," he teased. "That was a foot fetish friend of mine. I just watched."

Lacy figured that John was just having some naughty fun with her, so she followed his lead.

"Are you going to have him play with my feet again?" She asked.

"Would you like that?" He asked.

"If he does what he did this morning, then sure, I'd love it. Bring him over," she replied with a playful smile.

Of course, John hadn't brought anybody over to play with her feet, and Lacy knew that. But she liked where the conversation with him was going, so she decided to have some fun with it. John was into playing it up as well.

"Okay," John continued the conversation. "I'll have him come back tomorrow morning. The thing is, he found it really exciting for you to think that I was the one who was playing with your feet while he was getting off on them, and it excited me to have you think that, too. Could you maybe pretend that I'm the one playing with your feet instead of him?"

"Sure, I can do that," she replied with a laugh.

All that Lacy really cared about was that her feet were being worshiped again. Would she be okay if another man worshiped her feet? She knew that she would, which made it easy for her to go along with whatever John was saying. She didn't really believe that he would bring a foot fetish friend over to play with her feet, or that he even had a foot fetish friend to bring over, but even if he did, she was so glad that her feet would be worshiped again that she didn't really think much about it one way or the other.

Even though John hadn't actually brought anybody over to play with his wife's feet, he had developed an online friendship with another man with a foot fetish with whom he had discussed possibly bringing over. His name was Ralph, and he lived near John and Lacy's house. Ralph had been encouraging John to start worshiping his wife's feet again while she slept in on the weekends.

"That way," he had told John, "she might get aroused enough to consider having another man worship her feet."

It was a fantasy of John's to watch another man worship his wife's feet, and Ralph was more than happy to make that fantasy come true. With this latest development, the next Saturday morning would be a perfect opportunity to make it happen.

John had told Ralph, "If Lacy figures that you're the one worshiping her feet instead of me, and it doesn't work out, you would need to leave."

"Understood," he had told John, and he meant it. That kind of opportunity doesn't happen often, if at all, so Ralph was willing to accept any arrangement to make it happen.

John had gotten to know Ralph well enough to believe that Lacy would like him, so unless she ended up being unhappy with the reality of having him worship her feet, he believed that things would work out well. But again, if they didn't, Ralph would leave.

On the next Saturday morning, Ralph showed up as scheduled, and John quietly let him inside. Lacy loved to sleep in very late on the weekends, which she did while wearing a night mask to keep out the morning light. Her feet look a lot like Water Goddess's feet, which he and John are fans of, so Ralph was happy to see the resemblance.

I'm not sure why, but I can only get WG's page to come up when I use the Firefox and Microsoft Edge browsers. The Google Chrome browser used to work for her page, but it's not working any more for me. The photo links work, but the thumbnails don't come up.

Here's a sample photo set of WG's feet:

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Anyway, Lacy usually slept naked, and this time was no different. Underneath the covers she was completely naked. For whatever reason, that next Saturday morning she was hoping that her husband would actually bring a foot fetish friend of his over to play with her feet. She knew that if he did, this would be a fantasy come true for him. That got her wet with anticipation the more she thought about it.

Ralph wasn't sure what to think when he saw Lacy sleeping with her face mask on just as John described would be the case. That's because other guys he had gotten to know online always ghosted him after a while, which made him think that none of them were ever serious about him coming over to play with their wife's feet, or their girlfriend's feet. But John had been serious, which thrilled Ralph. He could hardly wait for it to happen.

While John watched, Ralph began to lightly tickle Lacy's soles. He knew that if she was asleep for real, she'd wake up to what he was doing because she's not a heavy sleeper. But as John planned it with him, they hoped that she'd think that John was playing with her feet instead of him. That way, she'd simply enjoy what was happening in silence, and he could continue without interruption. But even if she did say something, he was prepared to respond as if he was the one playing with her feet.

They were going to keep up that ruse for as long as they could.

In the meantime, Lacy sensed that something was different when Ralph started to play with her feet. She thought it probably felt different because she was hoping that he brought somebody else over, and her imagination was making it seem real.

Watching Ralph play with his wife's feet made John's cock hard in no time at all, especially when Ralph started sucking her toes, and her body language of squirming in bed from the sensation of having her toes sucked showed how much she was enjoying it. John had sucked his wife's toes the morning before, which naturally turned her on a lot, but this Saturday morning she seemed to be enjoying it a lot more than the previous week of toe sucking.

From Lacy's perspective, as she thought about it, Ralph's toe sucking wasn't necessarily better than her husband's, but it was different than the way John sucked her toes. The sucking seemed to be much more purposeful as if every single one of her toes needed to be sucked better than the last toe that had been sucked.

When Ralph took a couple of her toes into her mouth, and then all of them at the same time, Lacy figured out that he couldn't possibly be her husband because John had never had all of her toes in his mouth at the same time. She loved it! It felt amazing!

"Wow!" Lacy exclaimed. "You've gotten really good at this!"

"Thank you," John blurted out before suddenly realizing that Ralph was still sucking her toes while he spoke.

"You did bring somebody else over, didn't you?" She laughed out loud when their ruse was found out. "So are you going to help your foot fetish friend out, or are you going to leave my other foot all by its lonesome?"

John didn't waste any time grabbing onto Lacy's neglected foot to suck those toes while Ralph was still sucking the toes of her other foot.

Lacy gasped out loud with pleasure while Ralph and her husband worshiped both of her feet at the same time. She loved having both of her feet being worshiped at the same time, which the guys could clearly see how content, and happy she was to be the center of attention in their spontaneous foot fetish threesome.

Not a word was spoken between the three of them for the longest time. It was probably at least forty-five minutes before anybody said anything. Lacy was most definitely into what was happening, and the guys were happily fixated with their foot worshiping.

Lacy finally said to them, "You know, I'm not going to ask either one of you to stop. It just feels so damned good! So whenever you get tired of having your way with my feet, feel free to stop whenever you want."

Speaking out for the first time, Ralph reminded Lacy that he wasn't as lucky as John was because he wasn't married to her.

"If I was married to you," he told her, "I'd worship your feet every day of your life."

"Do you hear that honey," she said to John. "Are you going to worship my feet every day?"

"I can always have Ralph come over to give your feet attention," John teased.

Ralph immediately chimed in to add, "I'd be happy to come over again."

"Promises, promises," Lacy said to both of them with a laugh. "Nice to meet you Ralph," she added for their guest.

"It's nice to meet you, too," Ralph replied. "Not to put any pressure on you, but I hope you'll have me over again."

"What do you think, honey?" She asked her husband. "Should we have him come over again?"

"I'm good with it if you are," John answered.

"Of course I'm good with it," she laughed. "I love having my feet worshiped, and to have them worshiped by two guys at the same time is amazing!"

The three of them set their next foot fetish play date for the next morning. Of course, both Ralph and John wanted to worship her feet more, and Lacy was fully in on having them worship her feet together.

"My feet are yours," she told them.

For another half hour or so, they worshiped her feet to their content, and then they worshiped the rest of her naked body as well with no objection from her since she was more than ready to be sexually ravished. John showed Ralph how to make Lacy squirt with a favorite sex toy of hers, and then Ralph was able to make her squirt.

Feeling a little guilty about getting all of the attention, Lacy reached out to find Ralph's cock to reciprocate.

"Honey, unless you want me to take my face mask off to know for sure whose cock I'm holding," she told John, "I'd like to get Ralph off to return the favor. You're okay with that, aren't you?"

"Sure," John told her, "and yes, you're holding Ralph's cock."

"I thought so," she smiled as she happily took Ralph's cock into her mouth to give him head.

Right off the bat, Lacy could feel that Ralph's cock was bigger than John's. It was fatter, and it was longer. She loves giving head, and she loved how much his cock filled her throat. She's really good at giving head, so in no time at all she had Ralph shooting his load, one pulsating load after another into her mouth, and down her throat as she swallowed his cum.

Ralph hadn't gotten off like that in a while, so it was almost too much for him to take.

"Oh my God, you're really good at this!" He exclaimed.

"Thank you," Lacy told him. "I love how you taste!"

John had been playing with himself while he watched, and he had shot a load of cum all over Lacy's soles at about the same time that Ralph shot his multiple loads into Lacy's mouth.

"Oh honey!" Lacy exclaimed to her husband when she reached around to feel his hot cum on her sexy wrinkled soles. "I can see that you enjoyed that as much as I did."

"How about it, Ralph?" She asked. "Care for a second round?"

"I don't know if I can cum again," he told her. "Usually when I cum, that's it for me for a while."

Lacy hadn't waited to hear Ralph's answer. She just started giving him head again.

"I won't be surprised if she makes you cum again," John told Ralph. "That's kind of her thing. She loves the challenge, and she's always been able to make the guys she's been with cum more than once. She always gets me to cum at least a couple of times."

"I see what you mean!" Ralph suddenly exclaimed. "I think I'm going to cum again!"

When Ralph shot his load again into Lacy's mouth, and down her throat, she told him after swallowing, "That was fun!"

"It was fun for all of us," John chimed in to say.

"It certainly was for me," Ralph told them. "I can hardly wait until next weekend when you sleep in again. That is, if you'll have me back to play with your feet again."

"I'm not going to say no to that," Lacy agreed.

"And I haven't changed my mind, either," John told them.

The next morning on Sunday Ralph came over again to play with, and worship Lacy's feet while her husband John added himself to the mix. He came over the following weekend as well. Their weekend mornings of waking Lacy up to worship her feet became routine for them. It would be a hard, and happy foot fetish habit to break.