Post Christmas Present at greatfeet.com - A Great Feet Foot Fetish Story Publication

This past weekend I along with two other girl friends, Cheryl and Joan were invited to the home of Susan mom for a post Christmas dinner.

We all arrived together as the parking at the mom’s apartment complex is not plentiful. Her mom answered the door and as we were entering she asked that we remove our shoes. We all happily obliged. I must admit that as we were all going to be in stocking feet for the afternoon made me a bit damp. The first picture is of me, on the couch, and one of the other girls. As you can see from the picture we were dinking wine, which added to my sensous mood. You can also see our shoes and purses by the door.

This past weekend myself and two girl fiends, Cheryl and Joan were invited by another girl friend Susan for a post Christmas dinner at her mom’s apartment. As parking is limited at her mom’s apartment complex we all met at Susan’s and drove to her mom’s in one car. Her mom answered the door and as we entered she politely asked that we remove our shoes. I will admit that spending the afternoon in stocking feet gave me hope that there would be some sexual activity. In fact seeing my three girl friends in their stocking feet made me a bit damp!.

The first picture is of me, on the couch and Cheryl. As you can see we were drinking red wine which always causes a sensual reaction in me. You can also see our purses and shoes by the door.

The next picture is of Susan by the Christmas tree. The fourth photo is of Joan being totally relaxed in a somewhat unlady like postion.

Prior to dinner between the five of us we managed to polish off two bottles of wine. The final picture is Susan’s mom.

We were all feeling quite “festive” as we sat down to a delicious dinner during which another two bottles of wine were consumed. As I mentioned, red wine has a sensous effect on me. During dinner my feet searched for Cheryl’s as she was sitting directly across form me. I found them and they were as eager as mine to play. This little game went on through most of dinner. At one point Cheryl’s foot found its way between my legs. It was all I could manage not to get any more excited than I alreay was. My panties were now more than damp. At this point I was certain that the evening would unfold as I had hoped it would when we arrived.

Being good guests we helped Susan’s mom clean up. While we were, Cheryl and I continued our quiet sexual foreplay. We thanked Susan’s mom for a lovely dinner, retrived our coats, purses and shoes and said our good-by’s. On the car ride back to Susan’s she asked what was going on between Cheryl and I under the table during dinner. Before either of us could respond, Joan chimmed it to say nothing that was not going on between us Susan!.

Arriving back at Susan’s she stated that it would be inhospitiable to end the evening now and invited us to join her for another glass or three of wine. As we entered her house shoes were immediately removed as always.

While Cheryl, Joan and I got comfortable in the den Suan opened some wine. Cheryl and I were seated on a couch and immediately resumed our sexual teasing. Joan joined Susan on the other couch and were likewise engaged. A bottle of wine later we were all on the floor engaging in more demostrative sexual foreplay. At this point Susan suggested that we make our way to her bedroom and its California king size bed. There were no objections.

Arriving in her bedroom we all hurriderly undressed and laid on the bed. Sensing my sexual urgency, Cheryl, Joan and Susan relived my tension. They suckled my hard nipples, kissed me passionately, brought me to near climax using their fingers, toes and tongues. I was thrashing and begging to be brought to climax, but time and again they would bring to the edge only to stop. Finally after god knows how long, Cheryl,using a strap on, brought me to unbelievable climax after unbeliebable climax.

Once satisfied I joined the others in forfilling Cheryl’s needs. This round robin of sex continued until we were all to exhaused to do anything but fall asleep in a heap.

At 3 AM or so I was awakened to a wonderfully warm tongue exploring my inner thighs. Before long this tongue had found my vagina and then my clitoris. I lay there in utter joy once again climaxing thanks to Cheryl.

The next morning we awoke took a group shower, dressed and had a wonderful breakfast that Susan made and headed our separate ways.