Sleeping Feet In The Park
Published on Tuesday, August 28, 2007
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This story was inspired by real life circumstances,
although details have been embellished.
I've been a cyber-friend of a woman whose feet I've
enjoyed on-line for years. I wish that I could reference her pictures,
but I've been sworn to secrecy. Besides, I need to be discreet about
this myself. Her husband is a voyeur, and would love to watch me play
with his wife's feet, but because we live so far apart, enjoying her
feet in person hasn't been possible. For the sake of this story, I'll
call her Julie.
The irony is that Julie travels on family business
to my part of the country, but even then the distance is about an hour
and a half away by car. I was always tempted to make the drive, but our
schedules would conflict when there seemed to be an opportunity to
enjoy her feet, so I just assumed that we'd never end up getting
together. Then fate intervened, and gave me the perfect opportunity to
have some naughty foot fetish fun with Julie.
As it turned out, a co-worker of mine was relocating
to the same city that Julie's mother lived in, and I had agreed to help
him move. I was going to stay overnight at my friend's place before
driving back home the next day. As luck would have it, Julie was
visiting her mother, so she was also in the city. When Julie and I
realized this while exchanging e-mails, we decided that we should meet
for lunch before I drove back home so that we could finally meet in
person.
What I wanted to do with Julie was to have some foot
fetish with her, but going going to her mom's place would be awkward
because her mother never really leaves the house. Going to my friend's
place was out of the question, too, because I didn't want to explain
the relationship I have with Julie to my friend since I'm married. The
idea of getting a hotel room had been on my mind, but that would have
been too obvious, and I
didn't want to presume anything with Julie. We had only chatted about
having foot fetish fun together; not anything overtly sexual.
The solution to my dilemma came in the way of
Julie's husband who suggested that I act out one of my sleeping feet fantasies in one of
the city's parks with his wife. He had stayed home while Julie flew out
to visit her mom, but he thought it would be hot for me to do something
really naughty with his wife, and Julie was open to doing it even
though she joked to me about it when we chatted in a private chat room
on-line. She wrote, "My
husband's still trying to get us together. He thought that you'd want
to play with my feet while I'm taking a nap in the park. Would you
really want to do something like that?"
Julie's question of course was rhetorical because
she knew very well that I had sleeping feet fantasies, and that I would
love to play with her feet in the park. "Of
course I'd love to do that," I wrote her back. "Just
name the time and place, and I'll be there," I assured
her.
"Great," she wrote back. "Now that
I'm thinking about it, I think I'm going to love it. The thing is," she
added, "I've been so wiped out the last few days
taking care of things for my mom, don't be surprised if I'm really
asleep when you first see me."
"That would be SO cool to have you really
asleep," I explained to her quite honestly as our chat
room conversation continued on the screen.
"Seriously? You wouldn't mind?"
She wrote back.
"I'm serious," I promised.
"Good. Then I won't have to feel guilty
about how tired I really am," she explained.
"That's right," I assured
her. "I'm
just glad that you're willing to meet up with me even though you're so
wiped out, and need to catch up on your sleep. But if you think about
it, this will work out perfectly."
"I agree," she wrote back. "But we
should really get off the computer now. It's almost four in the
morning, and I have to get up early to be with my mom when her physical
therapist gets here at 9:00 a.m."
"Yikes!" I wrote back. "You
really WILL need a nap in the park when I see you tomorrow."
Julie knew the city well, and suggested a place to
role-play the sleeping feet scenario. I didn't know the city very well,
but I could tell I would have no problem following the directions she
wrote on the screen for me to follow. They were pretty precise, and I
was able to copy and paste them to a notepad message. I
was really excited by the idea of finding her asleep in the park. Because it was kind of naughty to do something like this
with someone whom you've never actually met before, even though we knew
each other well, we decided to go to the park
before I treated her to a late afternoon lunch.
I could hardly sleep after closing the chat
window with Julie. It was exciting for me to
know that I
was finally going to meet her in person, and that I would be playing
with her feet. I was to
meet her only a few hours after our chat at 12:45 p.m. But at least I could sleep in if my friend didn't bother me
when he woke up. Luckily enough, the next day he let me sleep.
Later on when I got to the park, I immediately
noticed how
sprawling it was. Even though it was a Sunday afternoon, and many
people were using the park's main areas, there were many other areas
that were isolated, and appeared to be unused. Julie didn't give me a
specific spot to meet, because she wouldn't be sure where to go until
she got there, but she did let me know where her car would probably be
parked, and I had a good description of it along with a license number.
I found Julie's car easily enough, and pulled in
behind it to park. There were no other cars around. I didn't spot Julie
right away because the picnic areas beneath the road were surrounded
with lots of trees. But as I walked down along the wooded path, I saw
small picnic areas on both sides of me. I didn't see Julie right away,
but that didn't surpise me. She told me that she would try to find a
more secluded spot to take her nap so that I would have more liberty to
enjoy my role-playing fantasy without too many prying eyes. So when I
noticed a picnic area to my left, or to my right, I would walk into it
a bit to see if Julie had chosen that spot. I needed to walk into each
area at least twenty feet or so because if I hadn't, I wouldn't have
been able to see the more secluded sections inside.
When I walked down into the third picnic area,
which
was on my right, I noticed the protrusion of a pastel colored material
that was visible just beyond a large rock formation. After a few more
steps, I
saw a pair of soles facing upward, which stirred my heart to beat with
an excited, and fast pulse. As I quietly walked closer, I could see a
woman lying face down on what turned out to be an oversized comforter.
Even though I couldn't see Julie's face because the back of her head
was in my direction, I was certain that it was her. Sure enough, when I
got within a few short feet of the comforter, I was able to easily
recognize those delicious looking soles of Julie's to know that I had
found her.
Even though I'm not at
liberty to show photos of Julie's actual feet, they are similar looking
to Water
Goddess whose husband is the webmaster of this site. With his
permission, the following photos will give you a taste of what Julie's
feet look like.
When I kneeled down next to Julie, she appeared to be taking a real
nap in the shade. I was, afterall, almost a
half hour late, so maybe she had actually fallen asleep. Thinking this excited me. Her breathing was slow, and
steady. She was wearing a short pink cotton skirt that buttoned along
one side, and a cotton top that buttoned down the middle of her back.
Her clothing was
perfect for such a warm day, and could easily be for casual or formal
wear. Both buttons on the bottom of her skirt,
and her cotton top were unbuttoned. This was probably done to be
stylish, which it was, but I liked to think that it was meant to be a
hint, a hint that maybe the other buttons should be freed from their
fabric enclosures. Of course, that was the farthest thing on my mind. I
am, after all, a guy who has a foot fetish, and that is why I was ready
to enjoy one of the best adventures of my life.
Julie was lying face down on that oversized comforter, which would have
generously covered a king-sized bed. Naturally I noticed her soles
right away, which were gloriously in full view. I took a deep, but
quiet breath, and looked around to survey the surroundings. Julie had
chosen a perfect spot out of general view from the public. Not only
would one need to head down a trail from the road above to find the
various paths that lead to separate picnic areas, but even the
individual entrances of each smaller path was out of direct view from
where Julie had laid down. All around us was a small forest of trees
that gave a lot of privacy to each picnic area. Adding to our seclusion
were a number of large rocks immediately surrounding the perfect spot
that Julie had so wisely chosen for our naughty rendezvous. Even if
people walked into this particular picnic area, initially they would
only see the edge of Julie's comforter, and really only if they were
really looking as I had been.
A large burlap fabric bag was lying on the comforter next to Julie,
which I assumed had been used to carry the comforter. I didn't see a
purse, but I did see a fanny pack that was tucked underneath Julie's
neck and right shoulder. Its waist strap was around Julie's right arm,
and the clip that kept the strap closed was also tucked underneath her neck and right shoulder. So if anyone happened to come
by to take her fanny pack, she'd surely be awakened.
We were comfortably isolated. I felt guilty
being late because Julie had trusted me to be there at a certain time,
which of course would help to assure her safety. The park itself is
evidently pretty safe, but I know Julie well enough to know that she
wouldn't have laid down to take a nap in a park on her own without
knowing that I would soon follow. I imagined that she had closed her
eyes a short time before 12:45 p.m. to role-play taking a nap for me,
and that she had actually fallen asleep waiting for me.
When I knelt down next to Julie, and got myself
comfortable, I heard the cutest little sound of
snoring going on, and found it arousing. I loved the idea that Julie was
really sleeping. Naturally I would want her to enjoy the sensations of
me playing with her feet, but I knew that would come later since she
would surely wake up at some point. Of course at the time she didn't
know that I had arrived. She was also unaware of the boner in my pants
that had sprung to attention even before I had lightly touched with
baited breath
the soles of her soft feet. I took my time to trace my
fingers over every inch of her soft soles, and in between each of her
toes. She didn't even stir, but then, I was touching her quite lightly.
With great care to be as discreet as possible, I spent a good deal of
time teasing her soles and toes with my fingers and hands. But after a
while, because of my
fetish for tickling, I had become complacent about disturbing Julie's
sleep. At first I only tickled her soles lightly, but after a while I
tempted myself to tickle her feet harder, so much to my satisfaction,
that's exactky what I did. Subconsciously, and in retrospect, I wanted
to test the limits of her ticklishness.
I had learned from previous chats with Julie that she wasn't
particularly ticklish, so it kind of startled me when she suddenly said
out loud, "Hmmm,
that really tickles." As she said
this, her body squirmed in pleasure, and she started to giggle.
"Is
it too ticklish?" I asked her.
"Not
really. I guess like having my feet tickled, and you are SO good at it,
too," she said. With a little laugh as she turned her
head to look back at me she added, "Oh by
the way, it's nice to finally meet you in person."
"You too," I replied. I didn't want to break the
pleasurable trance of excitement I was enjoying, so I said, "Now just
relax, keep your eyes closed, and enjoy the stimulation."
"You don't have to ask me twice," she teased as she
closed her eyes, and laid her head down. "My feet
are yours."
I gently raised one of her feet just below my chest, and delighted in
the wrinkles that developed in her soles when I cupped her foot in my
hands while I teased the pad of her big toe with my tongue. Taking her
big toe into my mouth, I happily licked the pad of her toe, and sucked
it with pleasure.
Sucking Julie's big toe was clearly pleasurble for her, too, as I heard
a low moan escape her lips while her body slowly squirmed to show her
appreciation. Taking her big toe out of my mouth, I licked her sole,
and then lightly nibbled her heel with my teeth. I gently put her foot
back down, and then picked up her other foot to enjoy it in the same
way. I alternated between each one of her feet, and got more aggressive
in devouring them to my pleasure. Sometimes I would bring both of her
feet to my chest, and enjoy them together.
At one point Julie blurted out, "I hope you know that I'm not about to tell
you to stop. But I don't want to tire you out."
I laughed a little, and told her, "Don't
worry about me. I'm in Seventh Heaven. I can go on all afternoon."
"Really?" She asked, as if she honestly thought I would
mind continuing.
"Really,"
I told her. "In fact, if you are up for it, I'll even
give you a full body massage."
"Oh, my! Now how can I turn that down? It's a good thing that I cleared
my afternoon then," she
giggled. Then she added, "I hope you don't mind if I fall asleep
again."
"No, I don't mind at all," I answered. "So you
were really asleep when I got here?" I asked.
"I
sure was," she
said. She turned onto her side to get a better view of me, and rested
her chin in her hand while propping herself up with her right elbow.
"I thought so. You gave it away when I heard you snoring a little bit."
"I was snoring?" She asked as if she didn't know that she
snored.
Before she could say anything more I told her, "Yeah,
but it's not a big deal. It was hardly noticible. Besides, it was kind
of cute to hear that little snore of yours. It made me think that you
were really sleeping."
"I
was. I was seriously fast asleep," she insisted. "I didn't
even know when you got here. But then I felt you playing with my feet.
At first I thought I was just dreaming it all up even though I knew you
were coming to meet me. I have to admit that it's a very pleasurable
sensation to wake up to such naughty stimulation. I wanted you to
continue what you were doing, but then I guess I got a little too
ticklish, and I couldn't help but to say something."
"So you enjoy having your feet tickled, right?" I asked
her.
"I
guess I do," she admitted. "As long
as you don't tickle my feet too hard, I guess I find it pretty erotic,
and it's really a pleasurable experience," she clarified.
"Good," I told her. "I want you to feel pleasured."
Changing the subject back to her nap she said, "I guess
I must have fallen asleep waiting for you. I'm still
pretty tired, so don't take it personally if I fall asleep again. Well,
as long as you don't tickle me awake again. I just didn't get enough
sleep last night, and the night before wasn't much better either."
"Don't worry. I won't take it personally if you fall asleep again. Remember
that it's a big fantasy for me to play with a beautiful woman's feet
when she's asleep. It's a huge turn-on for me." I felt
compelled to explain myself further, so I added, "Part of
the turn-on for me is that I feel I have the freedom to do whatever I
want, and I won't get into trouble for sexually enjoying a woman's
feet."
"Why would you get into trouble?" She asked.
"Well,
not trouble exactly," I tried to explain. "It's
just that there's a bit of guilt that I feel when I have foot sex.
Frankly, it's kind of embarrassing."
"Embarrassing? How is it embarrassing?"
"I don't know how to explain it," I told her quite
honestly. "All I know is that if a woman is asleep, I
won't be judged for what I do to her feet."
"So it's just a foot thing, huh?" She asked.
"Mostly.
I mean, I can't be responsible for how I might take
advantage of you while you're asleep." By now I was
getting much hornier than I had expected, and I was feeling a little
out of control of my sexual urges.
Happily to my surprise, Julie asked, "So, you'd take advantage of more than just
my feet?"
For a moment I was speechless, but
then my libido kicked into gear to take over my mind so that I could
say what was already in my thoughts. "Well,
maybe I'll do more than
just play with your feet," I
admitted.
"Oohhhh, promises, promises," she giggled. "I can
hardly wait to see how you'll wake me up again."
I was relieved by her reply, and a bit embarrassed by my
admission. In retrospect I shouldn't have worried because we had by
then become very good on-line friends over the years.
Again I was speechless, but Julie came to my rescue by coyly saying, "I'll
tell you what. Why don't you give me that full body massage you
promised. I'll probably fall asleep in no time at all, and then you can
take advantage of me just like you want. Just don't forget that we're
in a public place, and anybody can walk in on us."
I wasn't taking anything for granted, or making assumptions about this
freedom to play with her that she had given me. On the other hand, I
could tell from the tone of her voice that Julie's exhibitionist side
was feeling excited by the thought of us getting caught with my hand in the cookie jar as it
were.
"I
understand," I assured her. "Just
relax, and don't worry about us being in a public place."
Telling her a white lie, I said, "Never mind
that not a single soul has walked into this section of the park to
discover us here. Besides, if they do, rest assured that your dignity
will not be compromised." In truth, one couple had
suddenly come by earlier on, but they had just as quickly left the
scene to leave us our privacy.
Julie teased me by coyly admitting, "Hmmm,
come to think of it. It might be really hot if someone were to suddenly
walk around that big rock to see you sucking on my toes."
I was momentarily thinking of something much more risque,
and I was going to give some kind of a retort, but Julie
interrupted my thoughts by telling me, "Okay,
I'm yours. Do unto me what you will. I can't believe I'm saying this to
you, but I give you permission to do your naughtiest so that I can
really turn my husband on when I tell him about it. I'm going to lay my
head back
down, close my eyes, and enjoy whatever you want to do to me."
Then
with a quiet laugh she added, "Even if I have to enjoy it all in a deep
half-asleep
state of mind."
My head was
reeling with all kinds of thoughts, some of which were the memories of
various chats I had had with Julie's husband from time to time. One
thought that wouldn't escape me was the revelation that Julie would
sometimes go out in public without her panties on when she was feeling
a
little horny. Her husband had told me that I should look for this if I
was ever in a position where I might be able to do more than just play
with her feet. The ultimate test of
horniness for Julie was the use of her favorite vibrating egg.
Her husband had told me to look for that as well. So in his words, if I
noticed that she wasn't wearing any panties, and her vibrating egg was
inside of her pussy, I should "take the hint,"
and be sure to take advantage of the situation.
As these thoughts in particular kept bouncing around my head, I looked
around the clearing that we were in, and didn't see anyone around. At
one point as I had mentioned, one couple had stepped in from the trail
above, but with a
slight smile on each of their faces when they saw me sucking on Julie's
toes, they had graciously turned around, and made a quiet exit. Unlike
Julie's husband who would have loved to have people watching his every
move while seducing, and playing with his wife, even to the point of
hoping that they would join in, I'm more of a private kind of guy. But
there
I was in an otherwise public place, albeit in an obviously secluded
spot, and I was acting like a very naughty exhibitionist. Go figure! Fortunately, I knew that
Julie was a bit of an exhibitionist, so I was comfortable that she was
quite relaxed about being in a semi-public place.
As promised, I began Julie's full body
massage by massaging her calves. She had zoned out rather quickly, but
it didn't appear that she had fallen back asleep. But by the time I had
worked my way to her upper thighs, I once again heard the cute sound of
a
little snoring going on. Her snoring was hardly noticible, and it was
only sporatic, but it assured me that she was really asleep once again.
"Hmmm,"
I thought to myself. "Now THIS is a fantasy
come true."
When I reached the hem of her realtively short skirt, I passed
over it entirely, and began giving her lower back a deep massage.
Occasionally her sleep seemed to be interrupted, and she would moan a
little with pleasure, but it was hardly audible. It almost seemed as if
her small little moans were involuntary, and she remained in a fairly
deep sleep. I was a bit frustrated having to massage her back through
her cotton top, and I wanted to use the massage lotion that I had used
on her legs, so one by one I slowly unbuttoned her blouse until it fell
away, and off of her back. I rubbed lotion into her bare back, and
massaged every inch of her backside thoroughly.
I enjoyed giving massages because I knew how wonderful they felt. At
one point during Julie's back massage, she had awakened, but she simply
said in a mumbled tone of voice, "Hmmm, that feels SO wonderful,"
and then fell back asleep a few minutes later. As I massaged out the
kinks in Julie's neck and shoulders, and adjusted the straps of her
cotton top since they couldn't be buttoned off, I happily noticed what
appeared to be a thin black cord that was attached to a small remote
control, which was clutched in her right hand underneath her folded
arms where her head was resting. She had the vibration settings on
medium, and I couldn't even hear it. I had obviously missed seeing her
vibrating egg when I had first kneeled down at Julie's side. I was both
intrigued, and wonderfully excited. I carefully pulled the remote
control from her grasp, and repositioned it near her waist so that I
could access it as I pleased.
I could barely contain myself when I dropped back to Julie's feet to
give her soles and toes another session of massage, and toe sucking.
This time, I gently lifted each of her knees one at a time so that I
could carefully spread her legs apart. After realizing that I could
only spread her legs apart a certain degree because of her skirt, I
unbuttoned each button of her skirt, and laid the folds of her skirt to
the side so that her beauiful bare ass was in full view. Sure enough,
that thin black cord I had seen leading to that small remote control on
one end lead to her vibrating egg on the other end, which was already
vibrating away inside of Julie's wet pussy. She had hidden the cord
from view underneath her skirt.
Except for the thin straps of Julie's cotton blouse that were still
wrapped around her upper shoulders because they couldn't be unbuttoned,
Julie was completely naked, and a very sexy sight to behold. I was
surprised to see that she had an overall tan, although I should have
remembered that Julie had told me over the years that she sunbathed au
naturel in their backyard, and swam just as freely in their pool. Just
in case somebody suddenly came into the area of the park we were in, I
set side a large beach towel that I had brought with me so that I could
cover her up at a moment's notice if need be. Meanwhile, unless Julie
were to wake up, and object to her state of undress, I wasn't about to
spoil the excitement of my view.
I carefully raised one of Julie's legs into the air again so that I
could suck the toes of one of her feet again. By now I had spread
Julie's legs far apart, and could see the glistening cum juices of her
open pussy. I could tell that Julie had already cum a number of times
because there was a good sized wet spot on the towel that she had
placed between her and the comforter. There were actually two towels
underneath her. The multiple towels reminded me of chats I had had with
Julie about how she is multi-orgasmic, and how her climaxes can be so
powerful that she will often have female ejaculations if she is
properly stimulated. In my mind I was reviewing her husband's
instructions on how to give Julie her most powerful orgasms, and I
hoped that I would be able to follow those intructions to satisfy Julie
the way that her husband did.
I reached over to set the vibrating egg on its highest setting, and was
momentarily startled to hear Julie moan out loud. It was clearly a moan
of approval as she didn't say a word while undulating her hips in a
slow swirling motion. I continued to suck on her toes, and at the same
time I continued to stimulate her pussy and clitoris. Within a minute
or two, Julie's body tensed up, and she enjoyed a series of small
climaxes. They weren't earth-shattering, the kind that would rock her
body, but she was clearly enjoying them nonetheless.
Momentarily opening her eyes, Julie turned over onto her back, and ask
me a question that I wasn't ready to answer.
"Do
you have any condoms?"
I wasn't expecting that question. I knew that she was with other men
from time to time, but as I had understood it, she had only done this
when her husband was part of the scene. I couldn't believe what came
out of my mouth next, but it was the truth. "I'm
sorry. I don't."
"You don't have any condoms? She asked in disbelief?
"No
I don't. I know. Can you believe it? I just didn't think that we would
be together like this."
"You didn't think so!" She exclaimed. "Neither
did I," she
almost said in a laugh.
"But I know what to do," I said to her as I quickly came
to my senses, and gathered my composure.
"You
do?"
"Yes, and trust me," I told her. "We won't
need a condom. Just close your eyes, and relax."
Julie closed her eyes as I placed her legs together to sit on the top
of them. I knew exactly what to do, and the smile on Julie's face
showed me that she realized that I had been getting intructions from
her husband about what to do. The thing is, what I needed most was
another vibrator of Julie's that I didn't see around us. I needed to
improvise, and I wasn't at all certain that my plan would work. Still,
it was worth a try.
I gently pulled Julie's vibrating egg out of her wet pussy. I would
have rather kept it inside of her, but I needed it. Still with the
egg's vibrations set on high, I massaged Julie's public bones in
anticipation of what was to come next. I gently pulled apart her pussy
lips to reveal her vulva, which gave me needed access to her clitoris.
While keeping her clitoris available for direct contact, I began to
gently press the egg upon it, and then I applied a steady pressure when
I hit the right spot. As Julie's body tensed up from the sensations of
the steady pressure of the vibrating egg upon her clitoris, she soon
began to climax, and I continued applying this same, steady pressure.
As her orgasms ensued, I maintained a steady pressure even as her
climax continued to build.
At one point Julie laid a hand upon mine as she said in a hushed tone, "Not so
much."
I eased up just a bit, but not by much.
Then she said, "Oh yeah. Just like that."
Within a few moments Julie's body tensed up quite a bit, and she was
soon ejaculating her pussy juices high into the air all over her tummy and breasts. I had
never seen a female ejaculation before, but I knew what it was because
Julie's husband had described it to me. Julie's hand grabbed mine at
that point to pull me away, but I kept my hand where it was as I
selfishly continued to apply a steady pressure to her clitoris.
When Julie's female ejaculation whipped into high gear a second time in
such quick succession, and her cum squirted clear up to her neck and
face, she yelled out in a hushed whisper, "Oh my
God! What are you doing to me?"
Tears were rolling down her face at this point, but I
knew they were tears of intense pleasure. Still, I knew it was time to
stop the intensity because even too much of a good thing can be bad,
and I didn't know how far I could push Julie's limits.
"I
can't believe you were able to do that to me without using my favorite
toy!" She exclaimed.
"I
wasn't sure I could make you squirt like that myself, but I'm sure glad
I did. That was incredible!"
"I'm glad you enjoyed making me cum," she replied. "But what
about you? You haven't cum yet. Let me make you cum," she
said as she gently grabbed my cock.
"I
would love that," I said to her. "But can
I ask you a favor?"
"Sure. Anything."
"I would love to fuck your soles
while you are lying face down. Would you mind?"
She smiled and replied, "Like I said, anything you want."
After Julie laid face down, I pulled my pants down to
expose my cock, and placed her feet in my lap. I placed my cock in
between her soles, and held her feet together with my left hand over
her heels while I lightly tickled the soles of her feet with the
fingers on my right hand. As the intensity of my tickling became more
pronounced, and Julie twitched her soles to escape the tickling, my
cock got harder with every move of her feet as I held them firmly in
place. Soon pre-cum was bubbling up from my cock. I used some of my
pre-cum to lubricate Julie's soles so that they would be more sensitive
to my tickling fingers. As I tickled harder, and Julie playfully
protested how unfair I was being while she struggled to release her
soles from the firm hold I had of them, my cock became a raging
hard-on, and I began to climax. I shot a load of cum all over Julie's
soles, and onto her ankles and legs. I also shot a load of cum clear
onto her upper thighs and back, and almost to her neck.
Julie was clearly pleased with how well she had gotten me off because
of her trapped soles upon my lap. "Wow! That was amazing! I can't believe how
high and far you squirted. I guess I'm not the only squirter among us,"
she playfully joked.
As I used my towel to clean up the mess that I had made, I was
embarrassed to note that the couple I had seen before were directly
across the clearing from us, and they had obviously been watching us
while they fucked. They were still fucking when I finally noticed them.
I don't know how I missed them, but to my surprise I was oddly aroused.
I couldn't believe it. I quickly grabbed a loose part of Julie's
comforter to cover her up, but she declined.
To my surprise she announced, "Are you worried about that couple over
there? I like
being naked in front of them."
Before I could answer she added, "Don't sweat the small stuff. They've been
watching for quite a while now, and I found it to be highly arousing.
Part of the reason that had such powerful climaxes was because they
were watching us, and they were fucking each other at the same time."
While Julie smiled in their direction, and gave them an air kiss, I
wondered to myself, "And to think I was the reason for Julie's
intense pleasure."
But I felt better when Julie said, "But
don't get me wrong. You were ... you ARE incredible. I can hardly wait
to tell my husband how you made me squirt, and how you made me squirt
again. Two female ejaculations in a row. I don't usually do that more
than once even though I'm lucky enough to enjoy multiple orgasms on a
regular basis. And you sure gave me plenty of those today."
"I did?" I asked her incredulously.
"Absolutely,"
she assured me. "I had a lot of nice little orgasms when
you were sucking on my toes. Okay, part of that was because of the egg
inside of me, but hey, you get the point. I definitely had a wonderful
time with you, and I'll do it again if we ever get the change, and you
want to take advantage of me again."
"That's a definite yes for me," I told her
matter-of-factly.
Suddenly the couple I had only really seen at a fairly long distance
suddenly appeared.
"We're
on our way out of here," the woman said, "but we
wanted to thank you for making our time here so memorable."
"Same here," Julie said to them.
"Thanks,"
the woman replied again. Turning to me she said, "Oh, and
that toe sucking that you gave your gal was really hot. My husand has a
foot fetish, and could hardly contain himself."
I could tell how turned on this other woman's husband was
for Julie's feet, and as odd as this may sound, it actually made me
jealous. I'm not even married to Julie. Go figure.
It was hard for me to break away from Julie that day, but at
least we got to have a nice lunch after our foot fetish fun in the
park. But Julie drove me nuts when we ate because all through lunch she
had her bare feet in my lap. I'm not complaining. Hardly! It's just that having her
feet in my lap drove me crazy, especially since I couldn't do anything
about it in a public restaurant. Julie enjoyed torturing me with her
toes, though, and reminds me of it every once in a while when we chat
on-line. Unfortunately for me, the only way that I can have my way with
Julie's feet again is on-line. But maybe one day I'll get lucky again.
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