A Cyber-Friend's Fantasy
Published on Friday, March 9, 2007
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This story was inspired by an actual e-mail message
from a cyber-friend of mine. Unfortunately, we live many miles apart,
so it's not possible for us to meet in person. The beginning of this
story is actually true, although names, and personal information has
been changed for reasons of privacy. The rest of this story is fantasy,
and I hope that you will enjoy it. Even moreso, I hope that this story
will inspire you to act upon your fantasies, and turn them into reality
when you can. With my wife, I try to do this whenever it's possible,
and I can tell you firsthand that it can be a lot of fun for everyone
involved when a fantasy becomes a reality.
My cyber-friend has been a regular contributor to Great Feet, and
actually displays her name and e-mail address for people to contact her
directly. If she ends up giving me permission to post her information
here, I'll edit this story, and you can contact her directly. Who knows? You might be lucky
enough to live close to her, and together you can turn some fantasies
into realities, and have lots of great foot fetish fun. In the
meantime, let this story inspire you to find some foot fetish friends
where you live, and let us
know how things go by writing a story about it here at Great Feet. For
those of you who live in the Los Angeles area, access my e-mail address
by clicking over to my
chat forum profile, and let's chat about it.
In the meantime, enjoy this story. We'll call my cyber-friend Anna.
In a reply back to me after writing to Anna, she wrote, "I have had a fantasy
for some time now about having some guys take my sweet bare pig's feet,
and use, and abuse them any way they wanted to. Kind of a barefooted
gang bang. After reading your message, I added another part that gets
me very excited. You mentioned that you and another couple get together
for some foot fun. So thinking about that, it would be wonderful to
have each of the ladies take one of my bare feet, and do whatever they
wanted to them. I have never had both of my piggies done at the same
time before, and the thought of that, feeling of their tongues licking
and flicking all over my arches and soles is getting me very excited."
At this point I was getting pretty excited myself just reading her
reply.
Anna added, "The
guys would be watching the ladies devour my tender piggies, and waiting
their turn to have their way with my sweet feet. Once the ladies were
done licking, and even knibbling or biting my bare feet, they could
cover them with some melted butter to make them look sexy so the guys
could have their turn. They could either each take turns sliding their
very hard members between my buttered arches and soles, or do 2 or 3 at
once if possible. They would keep using my tender pig's feet to
pleasure them until each one covered my buttered piggies with
their cum. After all 3 of them have completely covered both of my sweet
feet with their hot contibution, then the ladies, or all of them could
lick my well used piggies clean."
I thought to myself, "This could be an
interesting scenario."
Anna went on to write, "This is probably
better left as a fantasy cause sometimes reality doesn't work out as
well."
I knew this was true, but on the other hand, with some effort, and
little planning, turning a fantasy into a reality can work out pretty well.
Surprisingly enough however, I know firsthand that sometimes things
turn out even better than expected.
Even when things don't turn out the way that you might have seen them
in your mind's eye, sometimes acting out your fantasies can still be a
very good experience. One thing is for sure; finishing this true story
with a fictionalized account will work out just fine. 
On to the fiction ...
When Anna wrote to me in an e-mail message that she was coming to Los
Angeles on a business trip, and would like to get together for some
foot fetish fun, I got very excited with the possibilities. I thought
to myself, "Why
not try to turn this fantasy of hers into reality, and have some
naughty fun?" So I contacted some friends of ours to see if they
would be interested in helping me, and as they've been doing with me
and my wife for a number of years, they happily agreed to help out.
Author's
note: In reality, my
wife and I have played with this one couple in particular for a number
of years,
and as of the date of this story, we still maintain what is widely
known as a friends
with benefits relationship.
Having discussed various scenarios with Anna in e-mail,
she and I
decided to role-play a favorite scenario of mine, which I've
role-played with my wife a number of times over the years. Especially
because this would be the very first time that we actually met, we were
both excited by our basic plan of
action as it were. As such, she was told that we would be
inviting a married couple over to help me and my wife to tease, and
please her while she was blindfolded, tied down on our bed, and
completely naked. Anna was only given this basic plan of
action, and agreed with me early on that she would be kept in
the dark about the actual details so that the sexual tension would be
at an optimum. She was excited, I was excited, and so was this other
couple, and of course my wife. We could hardly wait until Anna would
arrive.
Just as scheduled, Anna showed up at our place right on time. It was
7:45 p.m., and with the time change it had just started to get dark.
Anna rang our doorbell, and stepped inside when I opened the door. As
we had planned it, she looked straight ahead without looking back to
see me while I closed the door behind us.
"Hi Anna,"
my wife and I said to her in unision.
Then my wife added, "Welcome to our home."
"Wow, you have a
beautiful place," she replied back to us.
With her eyes looking ahead, Anna couldn't see us. We had planned it
that way. We stood behind her as she continued to look ahead. We would
blindfold her before she could see us for the first time, but we wanted
her to take in the ambiance that we had created for her, and for us.
Slightly to the right of her was our fireplace with a roaring fire
lighting up the room. With our open floor plan, she could see our
dining room further to her right, our living room ahead of her slightly
to the left, and our lighted heated pool beyond a set of french doors,
which lead to the outside.
As expected, Anna was quite nervous, but in a calm and excited way.
Still, our plans to blindfold her changed when she asked, "I hate
to break up the mood, and this wonderful setting that you have created,
but I suddenly have to pee. Would you mind?"
"Not at all," my wife answered back. "Just go to your left,
without looking back of course, and you'll find a guest bathroom. Go
inside, and shut the door behind you. Then let us know when you are
ready to come out. I have an idea that you might find exciting."
"Thanks," Anna said with a soft voice. "I am so
sorry about
this."
"Not a problem," my wife replied. "This
will actually work out for the best. You'll see."
"Really?" Anna asked in a somewhat rhetorical fashion.
"Absolutely,"
my wife answered back.
With the smile on my wife's face, and the mischievous look in her eyes,
I could tell that she had something on her mind, but I had no idea what
it was. We hadn't planned on this contingency of Anna having to pee
before we got things started.
Author's
note: In reality, when our married friends first came over to
our house to play, pretty much just as
I described it above, our female guest (whom we will call Joan) actually
had to pee when she first stepped
into our house. Also, it hadn't really occured to me until they
arrived, but Joan's husband (whom
we'll call
Tom) had blindfolded his wife
shortly after parking outside of our house. In other words, Tom guided
Joan
to our front door, which meant that if any neighbors had been looking,
they would have seen a blindfolded
woman being lead to our house. At the time it had gotten pretty dark
outside, and I didn't see anyone walking
along the sidewalk with their dogs, or by themselves, so most probably,
nobody actually saw Joan walking
to our house blindfolded. Tom had parked in front of our neighbor's
house next door. Interestingly enough,
these particular neighbors (who have
since moved) knew all about the naughty, and kinky fun we had
with
others because we had quite an open relationship with them. I had
actually talked to them about it afterwards.
They had been informally invited to quietly slip into our house to be
quiet voyeurs (with an invitation to
be
participants, and Tom knew
about this), but for some reason that was never fully explained.
They never came
over, which they ended up regretting later on. In any event, the
reality of blindfolding a woman before
seeing
us has its logistical problems. Since that time, even though it is very kinky to walk a blindfolded
woman from
a car to someone's house, we now blindfold our guests after they have stepped into the
privacy of our home.
My wife quickly, and quietly told me of her idea for a sudden change of plans, and I
happily agreed that it would be fun to be spontaneous about it.
Spontaneity can be a very
good thing in such kinky scenarios, and knowing Anna as I did, I
thought that she would appreciate my wife's idea. Motioning me to our
bedroom, my wife said in a hushed whisper, "Tell Joan and Tom what
we're doing."
I briskly walked over to our bedroom to let the two of them know what
was going on. Except for my wife, who was just outside of our guest
bathroom, all of us made our way to the kitchen. Having a large
kitchen, we could easily stay out of view from the guest bathroom by
hiding ourselves on the other side of the fireplace, which is in the
middle of our house. Anna knew that there was a distinct
possibility that our married friends would be helping us to tease,
please, and sexually ravish her. However, she didn't know this for
certain, which is why we had decided as a foursome to let Anna initially
believe that only my wife and I would be playing wither her. In other
words, we would surprise Anna
with them after my wife and I played with her a while. When we involve
others, it's a little sex game that we play, which usually has pretty
amazing results.
In any event, what Anna didn't know was that Joan, Tom, my wife and I
had made tentative plans with another couple to add them to the mix if they could play when Anna would
be in Los Angeles. We had played with them before a few times. As it
turned out, this couple had already made plans with another couple on
this particular evening, so we thought that there would only be the
four of us after all. The other couple had played with Joan and Tom.
Not surprisingly, when this other couple's guests learned of what we
had planned for Anna, they asked to be a part of it. We learned of this
only a few hours prior to Anna's arrival, but we all agreed that it
would be a blast to include them.
Author's
note: This kind of thing has actually happened a number of times
with my wife and
me. Especially when one has gotten to know a fun group of friends with
benefits, so-called
last minute change of plans can
occur with some interesting, and rewarding success.
One couple will be named Vicky and Paul in this story.
The other couple will be Gina and Mike. I'll name myself Bill, and
we'll call my wife Carla.
It wasn't long at all when we heard Anna call out from the bathroom. "I'm
ready if you are," she said rather nervously.
"Great,
my wife answered back. "I want you to step outside of the
bathroom, and walk straight ahead to the middle of the living room
without looking behind you. I'm going to follow you, and guide you from
behind until we get outside to the pool area, okay?"
"Okay," Anna replied.
I couldn't see Anna's face from where we were, but I could sense from
the tone of her voice that she was enjoying herself, and glad to be
with us in such a sexy, and inviting environment. None of us could
really hear anything else that my wife was saying to Anna on the way
out to the pool area, but we could see my wife leaning over Anna's
right shoulder to whisper things to her. Stopping in the middle of a
grassy area before getting out to the pool, we saw that my wife had
turned Anna in the direction of our bedroom, which was lit up rather
nicely with a lot of candles. Our french doors were wide open, so Anna
had a clear view of what we had in store for her.
All of us learned from Anna after we played with her that my wife had
told her how "naughty" we were going to be
with her. The more detailed my wife was in describing what she and I had in store for her, the
more turned on she got. When my wife pointed out to Anna the homemade
wrist and ankle cuffs that we were going to restrain her with, which
were laying on the top corners of our bed, Anna breathlessly admitted
to us that she had gotten incredibly horny from seeing this beforehand,
which is exactly the effect that my wife wanted to have on Anna.
My wife slipped a blindfold over Anna's eyes, which was held in place
around her head by an elastic strap. She motioned for us to step
outside around them. Since we knew that Anna was well aware that we might include Joan and Tom as a "surprise,"
and we also knew that she was really looking forward to having a
4-on-1 experience, we thought that we might as well get into it with
her from that point on. The irony about chatting fantasies up in
e-mail, and then actually planning a real sex date to fulfill those
fantasies, is that there is a careful balance that needs to be made so
that disappointments don't happen. In other words, if you are expecting, and hoping to be teased
and pleased by four people at once, having only two people doing this
to you can end up being a
disappointment.
Obviously sex with even one person, the
right person, is terrific. Even
sex with oneself is satisfying! Nonetheless, this point of expecting, and hoping for multiple
partners should be noted, and managed. For my wife and me, sexual fun
with others is welcomed, and desired,
but it is not needed. It's only icing on the cake. Anna didn't know it
just yet, but she was going to have a lot of icing on her cake!
Purposely planned to extend Anna's thinking, and belief that four of
were going to be playing with her, only four of us at any given time
would step in to stimulate Anna. But as my wife will explain, after a
certain number of people teasing, and pleasing you at the same time,
the exact number can be lost
on the person who is the center of attention, and in fact isn't really
important. The exception would be if somebody is doing something that
is displeasing or hurtful, and then the wonderful, and relatively
unigue experience of having multiple partners at the same time is
ruined.
As we have done with others, we slowly and very sensuously removed all
of Anna's clothing one piece at a time, four of us doing this at the
same time while everyone else watched. Anna had dressed provacatively,
which all of us certainly appreciated, and it was fun to help strip her
completely naked. Having a foot fetish, I was especially aroused from
the start by Anna's feet. It was pretty clear, too, that Paul was
really turned on by Anna's feet, but that wasn't a surprise since Paul
also has a foot fetish.
Author's
reminder: If the inspiration for this story allows herself to be
revealed, references to on-line photos
of her feet will be included at a later date. In the meantime, pick and
choose a favorite pair of feet that
turn you on the most, and picture in your mind's eye what it would be
like to have your way with them.
As I always do when playing with others, I let everyone know of Anna's favorite fantasy, and everyone was
on board to making it happen. As it happens with the fantasies of
others, which are often not exactly as I fantasize, this fantasy of
Anna's actually ended up turning me on. This was especially true since
this was Anna's fantasy, and we were going to make it happen.
But before getting to Anna's particular fantasy, we first guided Anna
to our heated pool, which was exceptionally comfortable at 98 degrees.
For the next half hour or so, there was always at least one of us at
each of her feet at all times, licking her soles, and shrimping her
toes.
As it often happens, even with people who don't have a foot fetish,
pretty much everyone took a turn to stimulate Anna's feet and toes. I'm
always happy when this happens, and I always get off when people
without a foot fetish end up being surprised at how turned on they get
when stimulating a woman's soles and toes. More often than not, a
virgin to foot fetish fun will be very pleasantly surprised, and
proclaim to their partner that they will forever more incorporate foot
stimulation in their lovemaking. Needless to say, female partners are
more than happy to hear this.
At this point of course, only four of us at any
given time were playing with Anna. We didn't want to surprise her with
all eight of us at the same time ... not just yet.
Eventually we guided Anna into our bedroom, at which point we
restrained each of her wrists and ankles to the four corners of our
bed. The first part of her bondage session had her lying face down.
Because Vicky was an exceptional masseuse, a seriously good one, we had her
take the lead in giving Anna a thorough full body massage. And because
Paul and I were the ones who actually had a foot fetish (and we give exceptional foot massases),
he and I gave Anna a really great foot massage while Vicky continued to
work on the rest of Anna's body. My wife enjoyed herself in our pool
with Gina, Mike, Joan and Tom. As I learned later, she was the center
of attention with 4-on-1 stimulation. Had I not been enjoying myself
with Anna's feet, I might have been more jealous about my wife's 4-on-1
attention because I wasn't a part of it.
When we turned Anna onto her back, we decided that it was time to give
her a really naughty surprise,
and start to really fulfill
Anna's fantasy one step at a time. Vicky announced to the girls that it was "time to
have the guys sit it out for a while," so that "we girls
can have our way with Anna."
Then she directed her comments to Anna, and said to her, "Anna, I
know that this is going to come as a surprise to you, but my friends
Carla, Joan, Gina and I are going to take advantage of you right now,
okay?"
"What?" Anna stammered out in shock. I actually thought
that she was in shock, but
not in a terrible way; just a surprising way. Then with a little laugh
of disbelief, she started to exclaim before getting interrupted, "Oh,
sure! There are how many of you?"
"See for yourself," Vicky proudly proclaimed.
Removing Anna's blindfold, she looked around the room, and exclaimed, "Oh my
God! You're serious."
Funnily enough, Anna actually counted out loud the number
of us who were in the room with her. Of course she had to nod with her
head rather than lift her hand to point with her finger to help with
her counting. With the girls
immediately around her, she counted them first, and then counted us boys who were sitting around on
the floor around our wives. "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven,
eight. Oh my God! There are eight of you!"
Tom and I had determined beforehand, with Joan and Carla's approval of
course, that it would be most erotic, and sensual if we kept Anna
blindfolded while playing with her. But to give her a visual, to
enhance her mind's eye, I waited until our wives had begun stimulating
her at the same time before blindfolding her again. Just as Anna had
described her fantasy, my wife and Joan each took one of her feet, and
used their tongues to lick her soles. They flicked their tongues all
over her arches, and soles, and got her really excited. So there Anna
was, living her fantasy of having both
of her "piggies done at the
same
time."
While Carla and Joan continued to lick Anna's soles, and suck her toes,
Vicky and Gina added themselves to the mix for 4-on-1 stimulation,
which went far beyond what Anna had described in
her fantasy. Just as Anna saw for herself that
these four women were stimulating her at the same time while we men
watched, I blindfolded Anna once again to add
to the mystery of who was going to do what to her when we started to
change positons. In the meantime, Vicky
concentrated on Anna's pussy and clit while Gina concentrated on Anna's
breasts and nipples. The 4-on1 stimulation was almost too much for Anna
to take, and within a couple of minutes, it was too much for Anna to take. Even
though she was still very sure
that only the women were
teasing, and pleasing her while the men continued to watch, her body
lost control, and she couldn't help but to unload with a series of forced orgasms that rocked her
body. She had never climaxed
so hard before, and never so
powerfully.
Suddenly Anna's entire body became really
sensitive to every single touch no matter how light it was. She
instinctively knew that these forced
orgasms had done a real number on her body. She knew that she was at her most
vulnerable now. She suddenly
panicked, and wondered why she hadn't, as Bill had previously
suggested, come up with any safe words to use in case of an emergency,
in case she couldn't take it any more. Worse yet, she very clearly
remembered that, in a burst of dumb courage, and an overinflated sense
of adventure, she had told Bill, and
even insisted a number of times, that no matter how much she
protested, she had made him promise not
to stop whatever they were doing to make her cum. Their basic agreement
between each other was that, as long
as she was cumming, no protests she might end up making would be
too strong for them to stop. But that agreement, she realized with
panic, was before she knew
about how strongly she could climax. Never before had she ever thought
that it could be possible to cum too
hard, or too many times.
But now she was thinking that it was
indeed possible to be so sexually overwhelmed that she literally
would have to stop them from
taking advantage of her so fully.
Anna's protests were real, at least some of them
momentarily were, but at the same time it was very clear to me that she was really getting off on being so
sexually ravished. Every time she would exclaim hushed protests of "please
stop," and "oh, please ... no ... no ... don't make me
cum again," she would exclaim, "oh yes
... yes ... I'm cumming. I'm CUMMING!"
Surely part of Anna's excitement was because another part of her
fantasy was fulfilled when my wife brought some warm melted butter full
of tasty spices into the room, and poured the butter all over Anna's
feet and toes. She even poured the melted butter over the rest of her
body, and all of us joined in for a tasty
meal of Anna. By then, my wife had pulled off the bedding
underneath Anna's naked body, and revealed our foam mattress, which had
been encased in layers of plastic wrap for the naughty, and kinky fun
we were about to have together. We licked, and nibbled every part of
Anna's flesh as she squirmed underneath us because of the ticklishness
that she had to endure with all eight of our mouths and tongues on her.
I was so turned on by what we were doing together to make Anna cum that pre-cum was constantly oozing
from my cock, and light streams of my cum would travel around with me
when I moved along, and upon Anna's body. A few times I would firmly
hold my cock down upon, and against Anna's wrinkled soles as I sucked
her toes, and a shot of cum would unload onto her feet and toes. Paul
was doing the same to her other foot.
With the help of Joan, Vicky, and Gina holding apart Anna's pussy lips
to completely expose her engorged clit, my wife used our Panasonic
Reach Easy vibrator to force a series of powerful orgasms from Anna. My
wife made Anna squirt a high,
and steady stream of cum all over her upper legs, and stomach. Not
knowing what was happening, Anna first thought that she was peeing, but
she soon learned that she instead had a genuine female ejaculation, a
first for her.
Anna's legs were untied. Her knees were bent comfortably, and spread
wide apart so that her pussy was fully open, and exposed. While
everyone combined their efforts to hold her down, gently, but with
force, even as her wrists were still restrained, I carefully inserted
my middle finger into Anna's pussy to locate her G-spot. I found it
easily enough, which was clearly evident when Anna moaned out loud with
pleasure. Once a G-spot is found, it's easy enough to stay there, and
stay there I did. While Vicky expertly stimulated Anna's clit, I
began to massage Anna's G-spot with the vibrating finger massager that
was fixed to the tip of my middle finger. Without that vibrating finger
massager, I would barely be able to reach Anna's G-spot, let alone
maintain a steady pressure. However, with some practice, that vibrating finger massager made it easy to induce a forced G-spot orgasm from her,
which rocked her body, and she screamed out with ecstatic pleasure. Her
climaxes were so wet, and abundant that she soaked the two thick towels
that we had placed underneath her after having our buttery Anna meal.
At this point, Anna could barely move, but we weren't quite finished
despite all of the climazes that we had pretty much from her naked, and
bound body. We restrained her ankles to the bottom corners of the bed
again, and with her wrists still restrained to the top corners of our
bed, Anna was spread eagled before us, and completely vulnerable to our
sexual ravishment of her. Bringing a dessert tray into the bedroom, my
wife helped all of us to adorn Anna's naked, and bound body with
chocolate strawberries, cherries, and hot chocolate; not so hot that it
would hurt, but hot enough to stimulate her quite nicely. We topped off our Anna dessert with whipped
cream that we squirted from the can onto choice places of her body,
including her toes, nipples, and clit.
Slowly, and sensuously, all eight of us enjoed our Anna dessert, at which point we
freed her from her restraints, and gave her an 8-on-1 full body massage.
I guess if she ever gets to Los Angeles on a business trip ... for real ... she'll have to make a sex date appointment with us.
P.S. For those of you who
haven't see the following photos with
the webmaster's permission of course, check out these previous
submissions to Great Feet that are a little
bit like having foot fetish dessert.
- The photos above are of
Water
Goddess who is the webmaster's wife -
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