Foot Fetish Fun In The Jacuzzi
(Published on Monday, May 31, 2004)
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When my husband and I got into the jacuzzi, there was only one other couple, and a single man. Not long after relaxing in the jets a little bit, my husband whipsered into my ear, "I think that guy sitting over to your right has a foot fetish."

We were in the motel's jacuzzi, and my eyes were closed. I was snuggled up against my husband as he was massaging my shoulders. My feet were out of the water, and propped up onto the outer rim of the jacuzzi. They were still glistening with water, as I had just put them up to relax. I usually like to show off my feet because I like to tease guys who might have a foot fetish, and I also know that my husband gets turned on when I do this because he has a foot fetish himself, and he also gets really horny when other men are getting off on my feet.

Deciding to sneak a peek, and without actually opening up my eyes, I peered over to see a middle-aged man sitting in the jacuzzi to my right. He was the single guy who had been in the jacuzzi when we got in, but he had been sitting elsewhere at the time. I could see that my husband was probably right about him. If anyone in the jacuzzi with us had a foot fetish, this guy probably did. He had moved closer to where we were after we got in, and was practically staring at the soles of my feet. His arms were outstretched to either side so that, if he wanted to, he could easily touch my feet.

The jacuzzi was rather large, and could comfortably hold about fourteen people. Other than this guy, and my husband and me, there was one other couple, and three single men. The other three guys had just stepped into the jacuzzi. Two of them had come in together, and the other single guy had come by himself.

It kind of excited me to think that this one particular guy might be salivating over my feet. I always keep my feet in really great condition with regular pedicures, foot baths, and I take special care to keep my feet really soft. I've been blessed with sized 8 1/2 feet, perfectly proportioned toes, I have fairly high arches, and the soles of my feet are nicely wrinkled. Although my husband's favorite color of toenail polish on me is a candle apple red, on this night I was sporting a light purple color, which looked really great against my tanned feet.

My husband turned around so that one of the jets could hit his hardening cock. In this position, his back was to this guy, although he could sneak peeks at him by turning his head to the side. I stayed where I was, kind of laid back on my husband's left shoulder, and slipped my hands behind me and underneath the water so that I could play with his cock and balls.

I knew that my husband would get even more excited if I were to tease this guy a little more with my feet, so to test the waters with him, I smiled at him and asked, "You don't mind if my feet are up there, do you?"

He smiled back and said, "No, not at all." He even grabbed my foot and squeezed it a little while answering me, a move that seemed pretty natural under the circumstances.

I gave him a silent look of approval, as if I was naughtily hiding my pleasure from my husband. I quietly mouthed the exclamation of "Ohhhh ... ahhhh" to the man when he had quickly grabbed my foot, and then closed my eyes.

Over the next couple of minutes I could feel this man touch the soles of my feet. He was kind of tickling them a little, and I scrunched my toes in approval as I played with my husband's cock underneath the water. Because of the other people in the jacuzzi, this guy had to be a bit discreet about touching my feet.

After another couple of minutes, I placed my left foot down into the water, keeping my right foot out of the jacuzzi. Almost immediately, this guy scooted over a little closer, and started giving my left foot a really great massage. He also tickled the sole of my left foot, and slipped his fingers in between each of my toes. All the while I was slowly playing with my husband's cock discreetly underneath the water.

Soon enough I placed my right foot back into the water, and this guy massaged and tickled it as well. Every once in a while this guy would press one or both of my feet against his cock, and I could feel that his bathing suit had been pulled down to his knees. The guy gave my feet such a great massage that I wanted to return the favor, so I cupped his hard cock in between the soles of my feet, and began to slowly give him a footjob. It was exciting for me to be able to play with two cocks at the same time. My hands were jerking off my husband, and my feet were jerking off this guy.

It wasn't long before I could feel this guy's cum squirt onto the sole of my right foot, even in the jacuzzi, as that was the foot I used to masturbate the guy's cock while using my left foot as a base. Sure enough, I could feel his slippery cum as he grabbed my feet and massaged them again. It was about this time that everyone else in the jacuzzi had left. Only this guy, and my husand and I remained.

I guess I shocked the guy a little when I suddenly said to him, "Thank you so much. You give great foot massages."

Even before saying anything, as if he could, my husband turned around and said to the guy, "Oh, she loves foot massages."

"It was my pleasure," he replied.

At this point I had turned away from both of them and laid my face down upon my folded arms on the edge of the jacuzzi as my husband began massaging my back. Placing his knees in between my legs, he spread my legs apart so that my left leg and foot pressed against this guy again. Taking the not so subtle hint, this guy grabbed my foot, raised it up out of the water, and began shrimping each and every one of my toes with his mouth and tongue. At the same time, my husband started doing the same with the toes of my right foot. I was in Seventh Heaven!

Luckily for us, this particular jacuzzi was secluded in an area of the motel that was more or less enclosed, and afforded us a great deal of privacy. Even though I had gotten my husband to climax earlier on, he was so horny from what was being done to me, he soon pressed his body against my backside, and began playing with my pussy. He had reached into a fold of one of our towels nearby, and pulled out our ID Millenium, which is a great lubricant for use in water, as it stays slick even in water.

If you haven't ever tried sex in water, you are really missing out. It's unbelievable! My husband's cock easily slipped into my waitng pussy as this other guy grabbed both of my feet, held them together, and shrimped the toes of both of my feet while also tickling my soles. This other guy also reached around to finger my clit occasionally while my husband was fucking me, and because our ID Millenium got onto the soles of my feet, I was especially ticklish. The tickling was almost too much to take, but I was in no position to do much about it except to stifle my laughter, as I was trapped within their grasps, and was being taken by them both.

The foot tickling really pushed me over the edge, and caused my nerve ending throughout my entire body to be especially sensitive, and my clit was no exception. Sure, the actual sexual stimulation is what was at the crux of my pleasures, no doubt, but the foot tickling was what made my orgasms so much more exceptional. There is a point at which one can only take so much sexual stimulation, and I was practically at that point. My orgasms were so frequent that I couldn't possibly count them all, even if I had wanted to, and I could care less about keeping track of it all.

For the next hour or so, the three of us stayed in the jacuzzi with no other visitors. My feet and toes, as well as every other part of my body, were pampered by both my husband and this other guy. The motel must have been pretty liberal about enforcing the hours or operation for the jacuzzi, because by the time that we got out, it was past midnight, and a little over two hours past the closing hour of 10:00 p.m. Even after all of our foot fetish fun, both my husband and I were tempted to bring this guy up to our room for even more fun, but it was just too late to play more.

By the time we brushed our teeth and laid on the bed, we went out like a light. The next morning we were both still very horny from the previous evening of fun, so we fucked like rabbits. It's not every day when we find a guy like we had with that perfect stranger, but when it happens, it's a pretty rewarding experience. I just love guys who have a foot fetish!