Two Women Having A Foot Fetish Affair With Each Other

Published early on our Previews page on Saturday, October 11, 2025.

Official publication date for the main page of our site: Sunday, October 12, 2025.

This illustrated story with previously published photos was submitted anonymously.

I was having an affair with a married man. I know, it's not something I should be admitting to because it's not right for us to be doing. On the other hand, he got his comeuppance when his wife found out what he was doing behind her back, and so did I, although in my case, what she ended up doing about it ended up being a surprising reward for me.

I'll never forget the day it happened!

As her husband had me do a few times before when he came over to my apartment to sexually dominate me, and have his way with my feet, I placed restraints on my ankles and wrists, I secured a ball gag in my mouth, and I blindfolded myself. The pictures below remind me of what I looked like before I got myself ready, and then while I was getting myself ready. I have a similar build.

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I laid face up on my bed, and I submissively stretched my arms and legs apart in anticipation of his arrival, which made me wet with excitement. He's into bondage sex, and I love being sexually ravished in bondage. He has a foot fetish, and I love having my feet worshiped. We knew these things about each other because we met on a fetish website.

When he told me that his wife got tired of being submissive to him, which he really missed, I told him that I had recently broken up with a boyfriend out of sexual boredom. That lead to us having chats about helping each other out, which lead to him coming over to my apartment so that we could enjoy what both of us were missing.

I guess I was too weak to resist his advances, and he was overly excited about having kinky fun again with a woman who enjoyed it. So there I was, waiting for him to let himself into my apartment with a key that I had given him before.

Little did I know what was about to happen this time!

A few minutes after I got myself ready for her husband, I felt my wrist and ankle restraints being secured to the corners of the bed. When the restraints were secured more tightly than he had ever secured them before, I gasped with added excitement. I had always fantasized about being tied up tightly and well, but I was too embarrassed about my fantasy to ask her husband to do that for me.

"Wow!" I exclaimed! "You've never tied me up so tightly before. I love it! What are you going to do to me now?"

To my surprise, a woman's voice answered, "I'm going to do everything my husband's been doing to you, and a whole lot more!"

"You brought your wife over?" I asked her husband. "I thought you said she's not into kinky sex any more."

He didn't answer as I expected him to, but she did.

"You and I are on our own, sweetie," she said with a giggle. Referring to her husband, she added, "I made him stay home, and I made him give me the key to your apartment that you gave him so that I could let myself inside. He's in the dog house with me right now, so I'm taking full advantage of making him do what I want."

I wasn't  sure what to say, so I didn't say anything.

I did my best to peer underneath the blindfold so that I could get a glimpse of his wife. The following pictures remind me of what I saw. I couldn't see much, but I was able to see that she was wearing a strap-on. The first picture is how I imagined I looked like to tempt her into playing with me.

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I suddenly got really excited about her fucking me. I never had a woman fuck me with a strap-on. I wondered what it would be like. When she eased the strap-on into my pussy, I was surprised at how easily it slipped inside.

She showed her surprise as well when she told me, "Wow! You're super wet. I love how excited you are!"

"I can't help myself," I told her. "What you're doing to me is making me really wet!"

"I can see that!" She laughed. "This is going to be fun!"

She fucked me with the strap-on for a while as I gasped with pleasure, but then to my disappointment she pulled it out. She also pulled the blindfold down a little so that I couldn't really see her any more. The following pictures are what I think it must have looked like after she pulled out my ball gag, and started to fuck my mouth with her strap-on. It really got my juices flowing!

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Out of curiosity, I had tasted myself before while masturbating, but only a little bit. I liked how I tasted, but it wasn't a thing for me, so I never really did it again. I found it exciting to be forced to taste myself, especially when she forced me in such a playful way. There was no meanness in her tone of voice at all as she told me how much she enjoyed having so much control over my naked, and quivering bound body. Nothing she did to me was overly forceful. It was playful, and it felt natural to have her take advantage of me. I was craving it, and I sensed that she knew it.

"It seems that you're as excited about me playing with you as I am about it," she told me.

"I believe I am," I told her, and I was.

"Then I hope you'll enjoy this," she said to me just before she started worshiping my feet. "Like my husband, I love women's feet, and yours are absolutely perfect! It's no wonder that he's so into you."

"Oh my God!" I exclaimed. "You're really good at this!"

The way she worshiped my feet was far superior than any worshiping of my feet had ever been, and I've had men worship my feet who have been really great! She was really into my feet! She sensuously sucked each and every one of my toes, and she deftly used her mouth, and tongue to stimulate every wrinkle of my super soft soles.

After a long foot worshiping session, she got herself off by humping the top of each one of my feet while tickling my soles. I'm not normally very ticklish, but for some reason my soles were extra ticklish that day. I couldn't help but to squirm, and laugh out loud every once in a while, which she seemed to enjoy.

Her foot worshiping, and tickling was intensely pleasurable! I suppose a big reason for that was because she had teasingly eased one of my favorite vibrators into my pussy, which was designed to stimulate my G-spot. Once she hit the right spot, she kept it there to make me cum multiple times over, and over again.

Sometimes the orgasms she forced from me were so powerful that I'd beg her to stop. She'd ease up a little bit to give me a bit of a break, but then she'd go right back at it until I was climaxing really hard again. The forced orgasms were driving me a little nuts. There were moments when I absolutely loved, and really got off on the orgasms she was forcefully inducing from me, but at the same time there were also moments when I hated it because it was so intense!

I could tell that she enjoyed taking me as far as I could stand it before easing up, and then driving me crazy all over again. When she started to give me head, my clit was so sensitive by then that I almost couldn't stand it. Normally, getting head is simply a wonderfully pleasurable sensation for me, but I rarely ever climax from it. With her tongue and mouth, though, she made me climax a few times.

When I told her how unusual it was for me to climax that way, she told me that it made her happy because she had never given any woman head before. She also told me how surprised she was by how much she liked giving me head. In turn, I told her how surprised I was by how much I was getting off on it.

"I think you may have just turned me into a lesbian!" She exclaimed with laughter.

"I know what you mean," I told her. "I'm feeling the same way."

Of course, neither one of us believed that we had actually become a lesbian, but we also both agreed that we'd have to do more of the same with each other going forward. That lead to her telling me about what happened between her, and her husband.

She had suspected he was seeing another woman, and likely from a kinky personals website since she had met her husband on one. After confronting him about it, he confessed, and he confirmed her suspicions. I told her that's how I met him as well.

After his confession, his penance was to give her his key to my place so that she could come over to punish me with a spanking while I was tied and helpless to stop her. He was told not to say anything to me about it, which he didn't, and that would be that. It would be the end of his affair with me, and it would be the only time that she and I would ever see each other.

At least that's what she told her husband.

As she explained it, she said, "On my way over, all I could think of was to tie you face down so that I could give you a really hard spanking for having an affair with my husband."

I don't know why, but the idea of her giving me a hard spanking to punish me turned me on. I had never been spanked before, but I was pretty sure that I'd hate it. And yet, I still wondered what it would be like.

She continued to say, "The thing is, when I saw you spread out in submission, and I saw that you wanted to be tied down, I have to admit that it kind of turned me on. And then I wondered what it would be like to dominate you sexually. I've never done that to a woman before, but I really wanted to have a taste of what my husband has been getting off on. The idea of having my way with you while you're tied and helpless to stop me really got my juices flowing, so I couldn't help myself."

"I'm glad you couldn't help yourself," I told her. "I mean, WOW! What a rush it was to have you take advantage of me like you did!"

Still feeling guilty about having an affair with her husband, I told her that I was at a weak moment of feeling sexually bored when the opportunity to have some kinky fun with him was too much for me to resist. After I apologized for having the affair, she told me she understood, and that it no longer mattered. She told me that she might have done the same thing had she been feeling the same way. Still, she admitted that she was pissed off at him for having an affair, which made her want to punish him.

"Are you and I okay?" I asked.

"You and I are fine," she answered, "but I'm still pissed at my husband for seeing you behind my back."

"Maybe you should see me behind his back," I suddenly blurted out with laughter.

"Maybe I should," she quickly replied. "How would you feel if came back to have my way with you again?"

"I can't believe I'm saying this because I've always thought of myself as being straight, but you saw how my body reacted when you had your way with me, so yeah, I'm pretty sure that I'd feel great about it," I giggled.

"Believe it or not, I've never really been with women before, because like you, I've always thought of myself as being straight," she told me. "Then again, in retrospect when I think about it, I had some sexually fun times with women's feet when I was only supposed to be giving them a foot massage."

"How'd they react when you did more than just massage their feet?" I asked.

"None of them complained," she answered with a laugh. "Besides, I didn't get off on their feet like I did with yours. I really only worshiped their feet. You know, I kissed and licked their soles, and I sucked their toes, and none of them ever asked me to stop."

"Why would they?" I laughed. "You're just so great at it, and it feels so wonderful!"

She told me that she was going to keep what she did to me a secret from her husband, at least in the short term. She also told me that she wanted to come over again for sure, and I told her that I looked forward to it.

When I told her I wanted to reciprocate what she did to me, and I wanted to do that before she left, she told me that she'd love it as long as I didn't put a ball gag in her mouth. She told me that her jaw got really sore when she tried it.

I empathized with her by telling her that my jaw got really sore when I first had a ball gag in my mouth. I explained that it takes time to get used to it. You should only try it for short bits of time until you build up your jaw muscles so that you can have it in for longer periods of time.

She laughed, and said that she kind of already knew that she wouldn't want a ball gag in her mouth even if she took the time to get used to it. I admitted that I didn't really like it, either, so we both agreed not to do that.

I laughed again, and told her, "This is another good reason to play with women. They get it."

After I tied her down tightly and well like she had me tied down, I nervously asked her if I could suck her toes, and worship her feet. I was tempted to give it a try because she has perfectly pedicured toes like mine, and like I do, she obviously takes great care of her feet.

With a happy smile on her face, she answered, "My feet are yours. Do with them what you will."

And so I did!

While massaging her soles, I happily confirmed that hers are super soft like mine. They looked like they'd be really soft, and they wrinkle up very nicely like mine do, which I found to be very arousing. Her feet are very similar to mine, which gave me a great deal of satisfaction when I played with hers. It was kind of like I was giving my own feet pleasure, which was weirdly perverse, but I liked worshiping her feet as if they were mine. It was almost like an out of body experience.

When she told me how good I was at it, it made me happy to know that I was pleasuring her feet the right way.

I loved sucking her toes. It was way better than sucking my husband's cock, which I liked to do while getting him off. I also loved kissing, licking, and tickling her sexy wrinkled soles. When I ground  my sopping wet pussy on one of her soft heels, and then I switched to fuck the other one after freeing her ankles, and restraining them together side by side so that I could tickle both of her soles at the same time, I was surprised that I was able to cum so quickly, and so powerfully.

No wonder she liked to fuck my feet! I certainly loved fucking her feet!

As for the rest of her naked, and bound body, I also mostly mirrored what she had done to get me. I kissed, and lightly tickled pretty much every part of her body, which is what she had done to me. It was wonderfully arousing to pleasure her like that. Then I concentrated on her wet pussy, and engorged clit to make her climax with multiple orgasms.

Like I had done when the forced orgasms she induced from my naked and bound body started to drive me nuts to the point that I was begging her to stop, she also begged me to stop because the intensity of her climaxes was too much for her to take.

"Now you know what's it's like!" I giggled after easing up a bit, and then going back at it again until she climaxed really hard again.

"This is so unfair!" She protested.

"I know," I told her with a laugh, "but I know you're getting off on it because I got off on it when you did it to me."

"Okay, okay, okay!" She exclaimed. "But please, you have to stop now! I can't take any more!"

After I stopped, and I freed her from the restraints, we embraced in a warm hug for a while, and then we laid next to each other on our backs to worship each other's soles and toes. Neither one of us had ever done anything like it before, and we both admitted that this would have to be a regular thing.