My Stolen Sandals – Part 3
The Reunion with Mr. Sandal Thief

Published on Sunday, January 30, 2011
This story was submitted by Didi.

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STOP! You should read the first two parts of this story before reading this one otherwise this it won’t make a lot of sense to you. “My Stolen Sandals” was the first part followed by “My Stolen Sandals – Part 2 – The Sandal Thief Reveals Himself”.

So, Blake and I arranged to meet in probably the most public park in our city. I started to feel really nervous prior to the meeting, especially as I’d reported our previous interactions on greatfeet.com. I’d even written and copied and pasted our emails including our intended meeting point and time. There are not that many Kings Parks in the world, so I was almost expecting some hoax visitors just like I’d had 3 hoax claimants (via email) to be my sandal thief after I’d published the first part of this story: “My Stolen Sandals”.

I poured over my sandal collection aiming to impress him with something special. I settled on the following Kitten Heel Thong Sandals. They had never been cum on before, nor even been near a cock. Here is a picture of my feet in the sandals I finally settled on. As you can see, they are very revealing and sexy at the same time. As I have in the past, I applied purple nail varnish (well it has to be red or purple!) to add to the sexy-ness. I think the slightly raised insole and the kitten heel make them extremely sexy and show the shapeliness of my feet to perfection.

- The photo below is already at its largest size -

- The photo above is already at its largest size -

Just as he’d asked, I wore a pair of jeans with my sexy thong sandals. I wasn’t keen on wearing jeans during such hot weather, but he had asked me to do it in our email conversations and as usual I was happy to please.

I arrived at the park at the arranged point and time and happily Blake was sat there waiting for me. He was wearing loose fitting sports shorts just like he’d said. I could even see the shape of his cock and balls through the silky fabric and the legs of his shorts seemed to gape just as I’d hoped. We briefly spoke about what had happened on the camping trip and the fact he’d eventually stolen my sandals. Blake had turned up at the park with nothing but himself, he didn’t even offer to return my sandals and I didn’t even ask for their return. Luckily, there was no sign of any hoax foot fetish guys to interrupt our fun either.

I walked over to a quiet part of the main lawn area, Blake obediently followed. This was where most of the tourist visitors came to view our city. I unfolded the picnic blanket I’d brought and sat down on top of it. Blake sat down at my feet and looked closely at them said:

“They are the most gorgeous feet I’ve ever seen” He said openly “They are even better close up” he continued in reference to the fact he’d spotted my feet sat around a camp kitchen whilst camping over New Year.

“Well, this time I don’t expect you to just look at them.” I said firmly.

He didn’t need any further prompting. Even though lots of people walked past us, some of which walked within a couple of metres of us, Blake slipped off my sandals and proceeded to lick every millimetre of my feet and suck my toes. He never checked to see if we were being watched and didn’t seem to care if we were heading for any kind of trouble. A few people had walked closely by us and some had even looked over at us as if we were doing something weird (which I suppose we were).

Once he’d licked and sucked as much of my feet as I deemed necessary, I suggested that we head to a quieter area. We walked for a few minutes and finally settled on a quiet piece of grass next to a big tree and near to a few small lakes. I encouraged Blake to set up the picnic blanket next to the tree so he could lean against it.

Again he slipped off my sandals and started to massage my feet.

I could see through Blake’s tiny shorts that his cock was hard, it was so visible and sticking out like an extra limb. I looked around to see if anyone was nearby and safe in the knowledge that nobody was paying any attention to us I smiled at Blake.

“Are you going to show me your cock then?” I asked licking my lips in anticipation.

Without saying anything in response, Blake pulled his shorts to one side with his left hand and using his right, he pulled out his cock and balls. He placed his hands back onto the grass either side of him and sat there casually smiling at me waiting for my reaction.

“Why did you ask me to wear jeans? “ Was all I could think to say and I could feel my pussy getting moist just by looking at his gorgeous cock.

“I take it that you like it then?” He replied

“Like it? I want it like I’ve never wanted a cock before” I replied staring down at it.

“I was hoping you’d like it and I’m glad you do.” He said grinning at me.

I couldn’t hold back any longer and glanced quickly around before placing my feet either side of his gorgeous cock before squeezing them tightly together. It felt as hard as it looked. It was like squeezing a warm piece of wood! I started rubbing my feet up and down whilst glancing around every now and then to make sure nobody was watching us.

“Didi that feels so good” Blake whispered in a contented way.

“It feels good to me too. It’s the hardest cock I’ve ever touched!” I replied almost breathless.

“I told you that it was hard” He replied

“That you did, but I never expected it to be that hard!” I said.

Blake just leaned back against the tree and smiled broadly at me. He picked up my discarded thongs one at a time and sniffed them before he carefully licked them all over. I continued to rub his cock and after only a couple of minutes I noticed that he appeared to be coming over my toes.

“Are you coming already?” I asked him surprised.

“No, why do you ask?” he responded

“Because you are covering my feet in something that is coming out of your cockhead!” I said, amazed that he hadn’t even noticed.

“Don’t worry about that” He replied “That’s only pre-cum!”

Pre-cum! He had spread so much of the stuff over my big toes as I rubbed him; it looked like my average foot-fan had just cum properly over me. In fact his pre-cum covered more of my feet than any guy I’d been with who’d cum for real over my feet other than Walt and Damien.

“If that’s your pre-cum, how much are you gong to cum?” I asked

“Well I did say I wouldn’t cum after Wednesday, so expect 3 days worth of it!” He replied laughing as he spoke. “You ain’t seen nothing yet!” He continued winking at me.

I kept rubbing and using all of my experience as an expert foot-jobber, I used different styles progressively as I worked towards his ultimate orgasm and cum-shot. I swapped my feet over so that they were in the ‘cross-over method’ which means rubbing his cock between my little toes as I crossed my legs. I also tried gripping his cock between the big and second toe of my right foot and rubbing up and down. His cock was just too thick to make this style work properly. I resorted to using my left foot propped behind his cock to lift it away from his body as I rubbed the full length with the sole of my right foot. This is my favourite method and after a couple of minutes it looked like paying off.

Below is another shot of my foot in my very sexy kitten heel thongs:

As I continued to rub, my toes curling over his cockhead on each upstroke, I noticed him closing his eyes tightly. I didn’t need to ask, because at the same time I could feel his cock throb. I rubbed his cock even faster, and without warning or sound, he started to cum violently. The first wave sprayed towards me and a fine jet shot as far as the knee of my jeans. His cock continued to pump cum and as the pressure dropped, his cum got thicker and just seemed to ooze out. Before long both my right foot which had been doing all the rubbing, but also my left foot which was merely holding his cock upright were absolutely covered in his cum. I had never seen so much in one session, never mind how much pre-cum he had squirted over my toes!

“Are you ever going to stop?” I asked as I stopped rubbing, yet his cum still oozed out and over my feet.

“That’s it for now” he replied, simply.

I looked around to make sure nobody was watching and sure in the knowledge that we had in fact been discrete despite our very public footjob, I stopped rubbing him and slowly squeezed his cock between the big toes of my feet. A last gush of cum oozed out of his cockhead and slowly dribbled down onto my toes. I had never seen my feet so covered except for wearing socks.

“Thanks for the cum stockings!” I said as I laid back to admire my work.

“I’ve never cum so much” was his only and deliberately whispered reply.

I looked at my feet and even though I’d had some big loads of cum spread over them before, I’d never seen them covered so much.

“Are you sure it was only Wednesday?” I asked surprised at the sheer quantity of his cum.

“Yes, I’m sure and it’s no more than I spread on your sandals down in Bunbury” He said in reference to our camping trip and the reason I’d met him in the first place. Namely when he’d cum on my sandals as they lay outside my tent each night prior to him stealing them.

I just had to taste it and not caring whether anyone was watching or not, I pulled my left foot up to my mouth and prior to licking his cum, I took a big sniff. His cum smelled as amazing as I’d remembered, so I quickly licked it up, just as I had done in Bunbury as I licked his cum from my sandals. Without even looking around to check the coast was clear, I repeated the whole thing with my right foot. Now my feet were clean and his balls were empty - I calmly slipped my feet back into my sandals and for once, they (my sandals) had avoided foot fetishist cum!

Blake started looking around nervously to make sure no one had seen what we’d done. He then pushed his cock and balls back into his loose fitting shorts. He smiled at me with a huge grin and cheekily winked.

“Do you fancy the movies?” he said as calm as you’d like, as if nothing had happened.

“Yes, I do actually, I want to spend some more time with you” I replied, hoping to get some more of his thick cock in action.

I folded up the picnic blanket and we headed back towards the main car park. We discussed which movie theatre we should go to and as it happened we lived quite close to each other and actually visited the same Cinema. We got into our own cars and without another word headed off to the Multiplex Cinema we both knew.

I followed Blake down the highway and parked alongside him in the car park. We walked inside together and quietly joined the queue to buy tickets. All I wanted to do was fuck him, so when we got to the front of the queue I asked the girl which movie was really quiet. She told me that the Johnny Depp/Angelina Jolie film – ‘The Tourist’, wasn’t selling very well. I told her we’d take two tickets.

We bought some drinks and headed into the theatre. It was completely empty. I walked ahead, slowly up the steps towards the back row. Blake kept playfully pinching my bum as I walked. The theatre was the smallest in the complex, set up for the least popular films or those at the end of their runs. I sat down in the back row closest to the aisle. Blake squeezed past me and sat down next to me. The adverts started for upcoming films and amazingly no one else came into the theatre. Just as the film was about to start a couple of forty something ladies walked in and settled down in the middle of the front row.

We actually watched the first 20 minutes or so of the film, before I got restless. I started playing with Blake’s cock through his shorts and immediately he got hard. Without saying a word, I not only aggressively pulled his shorts down and onto the floor. I also pulled my own jeans down and placed them onto the seat next to me. I bent over him and greedily sucked his cock into my mouth. It was so thick I could barely open my mouth enough to perform on it. Once his cock was very wet and I’d got myself all excited, I climbed up onto his seat and straddling his legs facing him, I lowered my wet and quivering pussy down towards his cock. He knew without instruction what to do next. He gripped the base of his extremely hard cock and pointed it towards my gaping pussy. I just dropped my weight and in a split second his cock was deep inside me and our pelvises touched.

I couldn’t see behind me so didn’t know whether the two ladies in the front row knew what Blake and I were up to. I didn’t really care as I bounced around on his thick and very hard cock. Even though he’d already spread a huge amount of pre-cum followed by real cum onto my feet, his cock was as thick and as hard as I’d ever felt in my pussy. I began to moan as I bounced, gradually feeling closer to orgasm as I flailed around on his ridiculously thick cock. Even though I’d had some impressive cocks before, this one really hit the spot! I kept bouncing and he remained very hard. After a few minutes and neither of us saying anything, I felt his fat cock throb inside me. Before I could react or even speak he was coming inside me. I didn’t stop bouncing until I felt his cock soften.

I climbed off him and gingerly put my jeans back on before settling back into the seat. Blake carefully pulled his shorts back up and did the same. In fact for the rest of the film he sat quietly with his arm around my shoulder as if we were a couple on our first date.

By the time the film finished, neither of us had any idea what the plot was and neither did we care. Blake was obviously satisfied that he’d had his ultimate fantasy date (sucking my toes, footjob in the park, followed by having me ride his cock). I too was more than satisfied (had my toes sucked by a genuine foot fetishist, got to play and receive cum with my feet, followed by riding a big thick cock).

We walked out of the Cinema together and even got to our cars at the same time. We kissed each other passionately before exchanging phone numbers and without another word got into our cars and headed off in different directions.

We hadn’t even discussed meeting again or where we lived, but we knew we shared the same cinema, which meant we were probably no more than 10KM (7 miles) apart.

I can’t vouch for Blake, but I intend to at least try and track him down again.

Here is another view of me wearing my sexy kitten heel thong sandals.

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- The photo above is already at its largest size -

I can only imagine the cocks that would want to slip under my heel in this shot!

I hope to receive some minute shots too.

I hope to be able to write in with more of my foot adventures, so please keep following my progress. I hope there will be more to cum from Blake!