Didi's Festive Camping (Foot) Fun - Part 2

Published on Tuesday, January 24, 2012
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Editor's note: Most of this story was published "as is."

If you haven’t done so already, I’d suggest you read part 1 of this story “Didi’s Festive Camping (Foot) Fun – Part 1” before reading on, otherwise this story won’t make a lot of sense!

I know a lot of my fans like the pictures I attach to my stories, so although I didn’t have a camera with me during the events of this story, I have done some research and added some pictures of sandals similar to those described. Of course the pictures of my feet and sandals are in fact my feet and thongs.

So back to the story…

In part 1, I described how the sandals I was wearing when we first arrived at camp had got damaged while (stupidly in hindsight) I had been climbing mountains in them. Luckily I had brought a backup pair with me. I love these sandals, having bought them about 6 or 7 years ago and worn them regularly, they are as comfortable as ever and have worn well.

The two pics below show how pretty and well worn they are:

- Click the thumbnails below to open each photo (in a separate window) -

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At the camp kitchen the evening we got back from our climb, we met up with the new arrivals - three girls in their mid twenties. For the benefit of you foot guys reading this, I’ve tried to describe these girls in as much detail as I remember. I’ve also found pictures of sandals similar to those worn by these girls.

The first girl who introduced herself was Pippa, a short (about 5ft) slim blonde with blue eyes and suntanned skin. She runs a small trading company back in the city with her brother. She was wearing a short red summer dress and some very comfortable looking dark brown leather sandals with heavy straps. The sandals had two straps crossed over the big toe making it almost a toe-loop sandal, thicker straps went over the centre of her foot at the highest point and an ankle strap kept the sandal in place. Her nails had been painted red at some point, but they had started growing out showing lots of cuticle and the polish was chipped at the ends. Her feet were quite plump for a slim girl and would be classed as sexy if her nails weren’t so chipped.

Picture of the sandals:

The second girl to introduce herself was Kirsty, a very pretty slim blonde (her long hair clearly dyed lighter than her natural colour, but it looked classy rather than trashy). She was also quite short at about 5ft 4in. Her eyes were dark brown and her skin quite dark too (lots of sun exposure I suspect). She is the Manager at a gym back in the city and looked very fit. She was wearing cycling shorts (clearly showing her defined muscular thighs) and a sleeveless t-shirt. On her feet she wore some silver Birkenstock thongs and her nails were neatly painted a pastel pink colour. With sexier sandals, I suspect her feet would be described as being very sexy by most foot guys.

Here is a picture I downloaded of Birkenstocks
that I think were the exact ones she was wearing:

The third girl was Sherree, a pretty girl of eastern appearance (turns out her mum is Thai and her dad English) and of average height (about 5ft 7in) and medium build. She’s a Receptionist at an Engineering company in the city. She was wearing a black (too tight) short skirt and a striped long sleeved t-shirt. On her feet were some plain ankle strap thongs with thin patent leather straps (simple but sexy). Her nails on both her hands and feet were painted in a dark red (almost purple) making them stand out. There was no doubt, she had sexy feet, her nails were neat and her toes even, her skin looked well cared for. She had a simple gold anklet on her left ankle.

The picture below shows a very similar pair to those that Sherree was wearing:

We chatted easily with the girls over the evening, they were good fun and good company. They all found it slightly amusing that Blake and I were just friends and not a couple, although we made it clear to them that we were definitely ‘friends with benefits’. They informed us that a fourth friend was joining them, hopefully later that same evening, if she could get away from her overbearing family! They warned us that Janet was loud and full of life, the true life and soul of any party.

Later that evening Janet did arrive. She was just as loud and fun loving as the others had warned, she almost immediately took centre stage once all the intros were out of the way. As soon as she found out Blake and I weren’t a couple, she started giving him the serious eye! I could tell that Blake fancied her too. She was short like Kirsty and Pippa at about 5ft 3in but was heavier than the others, being quite plump, very curvy, but not fat. She had pale skin, short reddish blonde hair (just above the shoulders) and a very pretty face. She is a secondary school Art, Drama and Music Teacher. She was wearing a long white gypsy style skirt and a black sleeveless tank top, which struggled to contain her huge breasts. On her feet she had some bright yellow flip flop thongs with thick spongy soles (not very sexy), but her feet were stunning (even to me – I think any foot guy would be impressed). They were big, plump, pale on the top, but very pink on the edge of her soles and with longish and even toes. Her nails were long and painted alternately orange and green (for Christmas she later told us), her finger nails were also painted this way. She had a simple gold toe ring on the second toe of her left foot and there was also a small tattoo of a Taurus Bull on her left ankle. She wore a gold anklet on her right ankle.

Below is a pic of the closest I could find to the thongs she wore that evening:

As we all chatted, I got slightly jealous of Blake checking out the other girls’ feet. He seemed to be paying special attention to Sherree’s and Janet’s. To try to bring his attention back to me, I kicked off my sandals and placed my feet onto his lap. Blake immediately got to work massaging my feet.

The conversation carried on as Blake skilfully massaged my feet. I could tell he was getting excited by the definite lump in his shorts. His attention wasn’t fully on my feet though as his eyes drifted from mine in his lap, to Janet’s, to Sherree’s and briefly passed Kirsty’s and Pippa’s before looking down at mine again. It wasn’t long before the other girls started paying attention to what Blake was doing to my feet.

“Oh, that looks so good. Would you give my feet a go when you are finished with Didi’s? Asked Sherree “My feet are so tired” she continued looking down at her feet that were pulled up onto the bench seat in front of her.

“Of course, it would be my pleasure” Blake replied all too easily.

“Real Gent isn’t he!” laughed Kirsty.

“I’ll do your’s too if you want?” Blake blurted out sounding way too keen.

“I’d like that, my feet are so tired too” Kirsty replied smiling at him.

“What about me?” asked Pippa looking down at her toes as she wiggled them.

“Why not?” Replied Blake “I can’t have you missing out!” looking down at her feet for the longest he’d looked at them that evening.

“Well, if they’re all getting a foot massage, I want one too” Janet said in a mock child like demanding way, before slipping her right foot out of the thong and waving it at Blake while wiggling her toes.

“I’ll look forward to it!” Blake replied after watching her waving foot for a few seconds.

“I like it firm, I hope you don’t wear your hands out on the others” Janet replied laughing as she slipped her foot back into the thong.

At this stage, Blake had been massaging my feet for about twenty minutes, so I pulled my feet away from his lap and slipped my thongs back on. “You better get started on Sherree otherwise you’ll never finish” I said smiling at him whilst feeling a slight pang of Jealousy.

“Swap Seats?” I asked Sherree as I stood up.

She quickly got to her feet and sat in my seat. She lifted her feet straight onto Blake’s lap without even taking her sandals off. “Do you mind?” she asked.

“It’s all part of the service!” Blake replied as he undid her ankle straps and slipped her sandals off. I could see he was paying close attention to her sandals to see how worn they were as he gently laid them on the floor.

The conversation continued as Blake massaged Sherree’s feet. From where I was sitting it looked to be a very sensual massage, but the others didn’t appear to be paying much attention to what he was doing. I doubt Sherree realised that he had a hard on in his shorts only a matter of inches away from her feet. I could see the lump, but the type of material his shorts were made out of meant it wasn’t completely obvious.

As soon as he’d finished with Sherree, Kirsty was already on her feet eagerly awaiting her turn. He’d spent probably ten minutes on each of Sherree’s feet and being the gent that he is, he even slipped her sandals back on again. She swapped seats with Kirsty, who unlike Sherree had kicked her Birkenstocks off before raising her feet onto Blake’s lap. Without the Birkenstocks you could see how pretty her feet were. I think Blake realised this as he started massaging her left foot which was closest to him. I could tell he was impressed by the look on his face.

The conversation carried on as before, only this time, Blake wasn’t joining in unless addressed directly. He was clearly concentrating on the task at hand! He probably spent more time on Kirsty’s feet than he had on Sherree’s or mine. At one point I saw his cock pulsing in his shorts, but as far as I could tell, none of the others noticed. Blake being a gent again reached down and picked up Kirsty’s Birkenstock thongs and gently slipped them onto her feet.

Kirsty stood up, but Pippa hesitated. “Don’t pay too much attention to my feet” she said to Blake as she slowly stood up “As you can see, I don’t look after them as well as the others”.

“They look fine to me” Blake replied smiling at her reassuringly.

I felt a little bit sorry for her at that moment. “Being a beauty therapist, I could make you feet as nice looking as anyone else’s” I said as she settled down with her feet (still in her sandals on Blake’s lap).

“Really?” She replied smiling at me “I’ve been meaning to give myself a Pedi for a while now. I mean, look at the state of my feet compared to all of yours. Chipped nail varnish and dry skin”. She seemed a bit ashamed.

“Come around to our tent tomorrow and I’ll give them a freshen-up for you, no charge” I replied kindly.

“That would be so nice” She said grinning at me “Would you repaint my nails?”

“Of course, I’ve got red, orange and purple polish with me, you choose!” I replied smiling at her. I could see all this talk about feet and pedicures was making Blake scream inside with passion for feet!

The conversation returned to all things not foot related as Blake got to work on Pippa’s rough but sexy feet. I noticed that her sandals where they lay on the floor looked to be well worn. I imagine Blake got really excited as he slipped them off her feet.

Before long, he’d finished with Pippa, her sandals expertly placed back onto her feet, and Janet’s feet were up on his lap instead. She had left her thongs on too as she raised her feet. Blake slipped them off as gently as he had with the others and got straight to work massaging Janet’s left foot. This time the conversation carried on without not only Blake, but Janet also seemed to only get involved if asked a direct question. She was watching Blake closely as he paid what looked like special attention to her feet. She too looked to be more involved than the rest of us. Each time he massaged around her toes, she tried to grip his fingers with them. She was clearly toying with him. As he messaged each foot, the other one was getting so close to his twitching cock, she was almost touching it. I swear from where I was sitting that she was trying to caress his cock with her toes. Blake didn’t react though, so she clearly hadn’t touched it. I had clearly seen his cock twitch as he massaged her feet and I think she saw it too. I kept thinking that she would grab his cock with her toes at any moment!

Blake finished Janet’s foot massage without incident and she was soon sat with her feet back on the floor like the rest of us.

“What do you all think about my Christmas nails?” Janet asked as we were all talking about what we’d done on Christmas day.

“I think they are great” I said “I’ve done similar myself in previous years”

“I like them too, they look really cool” stated Sherree.

“Bit too fussy for me” Laughed Kirsty “It’s bad enough doing one colour!”

“Are you trying to make me feel even worse?” Pippa said with some humour in her voice “No, really, I think they look good, maybe I’ll do it next year!”

“Yeah right!” Said Sherree, laughing at Pippa in a friendly but slightly mocking way.

“I suppose you are right, I can’t even find the time to take off worn varnish!” Pippa replied laughing along.

“I’m getting a bit fed up with them now” Janet said looking directly at me. I knew what she was after, but I just smiled and didn’t offer my services too easily.

“You should ask Didi to repaint them for you” Said Sherree cheekily.

“That would be great” Janet said straight away “Would you redo them for me Didi in red – Please?”

“No worries” I replied “I’ll give your nails the neatest pedicure you’ve ever had!”

“Now that I’d like to see!” Janet replied looking closely down at my own toes to see if I looked after my nails.

The conversation soon returned to non foot related topics and not long after we all called it a night and went back to our tents. Once back at the tent, I told Blake how jealous I had felt when he was giving the other girls a foot massage. He tried to reassure me by telling me that I still had the best feet he’d ever seen, before he slipped off my thongs and proceeded to lick my soles and suck my toes.

Not long after, we were both naked, I was lying on my back and Blake was on top of me kissing my neck, while his rock hard cock was ramming into my wet pussy. I had my feet on his shoulders so that as he thrust, his cock was really deep inside me. After a few minutes I started caressing his face with my toes and soles as he continued to pound away at me. Needless to say it wasn’t long before we had both orgasmed and amazingly plenty of his cum was running back out of my pussy. That was the fourth time that day that he’d cum. And that wasn’t the last time either!

I awoke later in the middle of the night as Blake left the tent to go to the toilet. He came back a few minutes later and even though it was dark, immediately I saw something in his hand. I sat up and turned on the camping light and to my surprise it was a pair of thong sandals in his hand – very familiar looking thong sandals – Sherree’s thong sandals.

“What are you doing with them?” I asked him incredulously.

“They were outside their tent” he replied as if it was the most normal thing in the world.

“I gathered that” I said “What are they doing here?”

“Well, I’m going to give them my special treatment” He replied again smiling at me. Before I could say anything else, he had kneeled down in front of me and was already licking the insole of the right one.

“You Bastard” I said angrily “I’m right here”

“So, you didn’t mind me licking your sandals multiple times this year, never mind what I did last Christmas” He replied nonchalantly before licking the insole of the left thong.

I sat there quietly seething for a few minutes as I watched Blake lick every millimetre of Sherree’s sandals as his cock began to grow in his boxer shorts.

“They don’t taste of much” He stated “Nowhere near as tasty as yours”

I couldn’t stay angry at him any longer. After all, we were just friends with benefits. He wasn’t my boyfriend or anything. There was no rule about him not enjoying other girl’s feet (or their sandals) while I was with him.

“Are you planning to cum on them?” I asked laughing and shaking my head at he same time.

“I’m going to try” He replied “Not sure I’ll be able to after the amount of times you’ve made me cum today though!”

“So you won’t be able to cover them with cum like you did to mine last year?” I asked, smiling at the memory of the first time I’d found my sandals outside my tent covered in his cum.

“No. Even if I could, I would never cum that much on another girl’s sandals” He replied trying to stay on my good side.

He pulled down his boxer shorts and started rubbing his semi erect cock all over Sherree’s left sandal, so I grabbed the right one off him. Looking closely at it, I could tell that they were quite new sandals (or at least hadn’t been worn much) – no wonder they didn’t taste of much to him. I saw a faint number 8 on the heel and realised that she had the same size feet as me. I quickly pulled it onto my right foot, did up the ankle strap and lay back down on the mattress, lifting my foot up towards his face.

“They suit you” He said as his cock now reached full size.

I placed my foot down on his left thigh before sliding it over his balls, I then pushed the sandal in his hand out of the way and started rubbing the sole of Sherree’s right thong all over his cock. Using my naked left foot I helped feed his engorged cockhead under my right toes so that it was between my toes and Sherree’s insole. I squeezed down as tightly as I could, digging my toenails into the rim around his cockhead. I quickly pushed my left toes in his balls and dug those nails in too.

“You really are a Bastard” I said, releasing my toes slightly before squeezing down again as hard as I could.

He didn’t react at all. He just stared down at my feet and Sherree’s sandal with a big smile on his face. I felt a bit guilty so I released his cock and pulled my feet back. I hadn’t done any damage to either his balls or cock. He then picked up the left sandal again and started licking it all over. His cock was pulsing and looked like he was about to cum. I undid the ankle strap and slipped off her sandal from my right foot. I then slipped it over his cock and holding only the heel, I started giving him a wank with the sandal. A few minutes later he came (the fifth time that day). There wasn’t much but a little bit oozed out of his cockhead. He started rubbing the insoles of both sandals all over his cock so that they were smeared with as much of his cum as possible.

“I’d better take them back” He said simply as he let his softening cock slip out between Sherree’s sandals.

Within minutes, he’d taken them back and had returned to our tent. Not long afterwards we were both asleep.

As with part 1, this story is far from over. More foot related fun happened to us on our short but adventurous camping trip. I will send in the next part as soon as I’ve finished writing it up. Another 9 pages is enough for now!

Another shot of me in my ‘stand-in’ sandals.