HEAVY RAIN + WET FEET + LIBRARY = FOOT FUN

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It was published on Monday, April 7, 2014

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Unlike the last time I wrote about Surprising foot fun at the Library a couple of years ago, this time the weather was very different. Last time it was summer, it was hot and it was humid. I went to the Library, basically to get out of the heat and spend the afternoon in the cool environment due to my home Air Conditioner being in need of a service.

This time, it was winter here. It was wet and not very warm either at about 15C (60F). But as you should know by now if you’ve read any of my previous stories, I wear thong sandals all year round.

I had started to write up this adventure a couple of months ago, but after a long relaxing break in Bali, I’ve finally got around to finishing it off.

So on the Wednesday, I had the day off work and I’d planned a visit to the Library amongst other chores. The weather was looking ominous and we’d had heavy rain showers off and on for weeks at that stage. I parked my car at the shopping centre, which isn’t too far from the Library. I picked up a few items that I needed and dropped off some jeans for alterations. I looked out of the glass entrance doors as I finished my chores and although the sky was dark grey, it wasn’t raining

I decided to walk to the Library rather than drive my car the short distance. I walked across the car park, avoiding the puddles from the last downpour. Once onto the pavement I headed past the skateboard park and towards the Library.

Below is a picture of the sandals I wore on that day:

These thongs are so comfortable, but are not really practical for wet weather!

Just as I got level with the skateboard park, the heavens opened. It was one of the heaviest rain showers I’d ever been caught in. I looked around to see if there was any shelter. I could only see a small covered seat area at the skateboard Park. I knew I’d be able to get out of the worst of the rain, but I thought I might get stranded there. It was probably 500 metres back to the shopping centre and about the same distance to the Library, so there was no point trying to make it to either of them, I’d end up soaked right through.

I dashed over as quickly and as carefully as possible, trying not to slip on the skate track, which was very slippy. There were already puddles forming everywhere. I got to the covered bench and thinking I’d made it, I lost concentration for a second and the next thing I knew, my left foot was under water. I’d stepped straight into the water runoff channel. Luckily I didn’t slip or fall, so I pushed on and sat on the bench out of the rain. I looked down at my left foot and it was soaked. It had been fully submerged up to my ankle. The water was cold too. Luckily it was clean water, as I couldn’t feel any grit or anything untoward between my sandals and soles. My clothes were pretty wet, but not as bad as they could have been. I sat and waited for the rain to stop.

After about five minutes the rain stopped completely. I stood up, carefully stepping over the runoff channel and headed on to the Library. There were puddles everywhere and it was becoming almost impossible to avoid them. I had to walk carefully to avoid slipping right out of my sandals. My left foot was really wet, but my right was also getting wetter with every step. Then as I finally entered the Library car park, I was faced with a huge puddle, with no way around it to get to the door. I had no choice, but to step carefully through it. It was deeper than it looked and although the soles of my sandals are about an inch thick, I could feel the cold water over my toes and under my soles. In fact my feet were basically submerged as I walked on. Finally I was out of the wet and into the Library. I headed to the coffee table area and sat down to sort myself out.

The Library was quiet. The coffee table area was deserted and I could only see a couple of people looing at books in the aisles. I was going through my bag checking everything was dry, when I shadow came over me as someone sat at the opposite side of the table. I looked up and was surprised to see a very familiar face. It was my foot fetish photographer from Surprising foot fun at the Library.

“Hello again” He said smiling at me “Looks like you’ve got wet feet”

“Hi, yes I have, they’re soaked and cold” I replied.

“Can I help?” He asked still staring at my feet.

“If you can warm them up and dry them off, then yes”, I replied smiling back at him.

“I can do that”. He said as he got up and came around to my side of the coffee table.

“What’s your name anyway?” I asked, “I didn’t get it last time”

“It’s Bryan” He replied “And your’s?”

“Nice to meet you Bryan, I’m Didi” I replied before adding, “Where have you been anyway, I come in here regularly and I haven’t seen you in two years?”

“I was thinking the same. I had hoped to bump into you again, to get to know you better, to see your sexy feet again. I’ve been looking for you, but we must have kept missing each other”.

“Well you’re here now, so what are you going to do?”

“I want to help warm your feet up”.

“So you do more than just take feet pictures these days then?” I asked, remembering the last time when I’d forced him to wank in front of me before making him cum on my feet after I’d given him a short footjob.

“Well, I’m not exactly experienced, but I’ve given foot massages and sucked toes since I last saw you”. He responded nervously.

“That would be a good start” I replied, “So you like the taste of feet then?”

“The two girls whose toes I’ve sucked, I enjoyed yes”.

“Two girls hey. Were they girlfriends?” I asked as I lifted my soaking wet left foot off the floor and hovered it over his knee.

“One was, the other is just a friend” he replied, cupping my ankle and sliding my wet sandal off. His hands were shaking slightly as he did this. He dropped the sandal to the floor and began massaging my cold wet foot.

“Did they have nice feet?” I asked, enjoying the feeling of his warm hands against my cold foot.

“My friend does, her feet are nearly as sexy as yours!” He said smiling at me. Before adding “My ex-girlfriend has thin and bony feet, although she has sexy long toenails”. He was really getting into massaging my foot now. I looked around to check that nobody was watching us, the coast was clear.

“I used to keep my toenails really long. Anyway, so how does my foot feel?”

“Apart from being icy cold, it feels great. I love how fleshy your soles and toes are” he responded, not taking his eyes off my feet between his hands.

“You mean in contrast to your ex-girlfriend?” I probed.

“Don’t get me wrong, her feet were sexy and I loved her long toes and long toenails. She always had sexy red nails too. The problem was her feet were just really bony, not fleshy at all.” He explained with unnecessary detail, before quietly adding “I can only imagine how sexy your plump toes would look with long nails”.

“Your friend’s feet are better?” I asked. Loving the fact I was questioning him and he was feeling obliged to answer!

“Oh yes, much better. Quite a lot like yours really, although her toes are a little shorter than yours”, He said smiling and sounding more confident.

“Does she wear sandals and have painted nails?” I probed on.

“Yes, but her sandals are not as sexy as yours. She wears sandals like the Romans used to wear. Her toenails are painted most of the time too, they are probably similar in length to your nails too.”

“So have you got into more foot fun with her, like footjobs?” I asked, my questions getting more sexual.

“Not going to happen. She’s a Lesbian, so has no interest in dicks or man-cum” He explained sounding disappointed.

“She let you suck her toes!” I stated, a little confused.

“That all stemmed from a foot massage I gave her. She guessed I was into feet. I told her that I’d always wanted to suck female toes. She invited me to try hers. She really liked it, but not in a sexual way. I’m sure she liked watching me squirm, but she’s probably my best friend so was happy to help me”.

“So it was just once then?”

“No, like I said, she enjoyed the massage and having her toes sucked. After the first couple of times, she got really into the sensation, but it will never get sexual”. He looked up at me and smiled. He’d almost warmed up my left foot completely now.

“Do you want to suck my toes now?” I asked pushing my foot towards his face. His hands resisted slightly, but then went with the movement.

“I thought you’d never ask”. He said, just as he popped my big toe in his warm mouth and sucked deeply on it.

No wonder his Lesbian friend liked it. He was very good at sucking toes. He sensually sucked all of my toes and then began licking my sole. When he got around to my heel, he sucked as much of it into his mouth as he could. I couldn’t wait for him to move on to my other foot. I kept looking around to make sure nobody was watching us. Luckily the Library was very quiet and nobody had even noticed us.

“And sandals, have you ever licked sandals?”

“Yes, I’ve licked more sandals than I’ve licked feet”

“Oh you have, have you?” I said intrigued. “Well I want you to lick my left sandal before putting it back on my foot.”

He lowered my foot to the floor and picked up my sandal. Without a further word, he lifted it to his face and licked the insole thoroughly. He even licked the straps and sucked the moisture out of the toe-post. He had obviously done this before. He finished quite quickly. Then he bent over and gently grabbed my ankle. He lifted my foot towards him and slipped my sandal back on. The sandal still felt cold, but was almost dry and felt a whole lot nicer on my foot.

“So if you’ve licked more sandals than feet, I take it you’ve had your wicked way with your Lesbian friend’s sandal collection?”

“No, I’ve only ever licked her Roman type sandals”.

“So your ex-girlfriend with the sexy but bony feet, had lots of sandals you licked then?”

“Well she did yes and I licked them all, but I’ve licked more than that”.

“Hang on. You’ve managed to lick two girls’ feet and their sandals….and more sandals beyond that?”.

“Yes. Sandals that unfortunately I never got to sample the feet that go with them”.

“Not second hand sandals from a charity shop?”.

“No, nothing like that. I went to something called ‘Gong Therapy’ a few months ago. You enter what is like a big metal Tepee. They make you take your shoes off and leave them outside when you go in”.

“So you just licked some stranger’s sandals?” I asked even more intrigued, lifting my right foot up and hovering it over his knee as I had with my left. My right foot was still very cold and wet.

“Not that day, but I went back the next day and hung around waiting for a group to go in. There were four women in the group, two in their twenties and two older women probably in their forties. They all had sandals and although I didn’t get too close, from what I could see, they all had quite nice feet too” He explained, as he slipped off my sandal and dropped it to the floor.

“Tell me more?” I demanded.

“There’s a bench outside the Tepee. All of the shoes are just placed under the bench. The session goes on for half an hour, so I knew I’d have time. The Tepee is surrounded by trees and parkland with only one pathway leading to it, so I knew I wouldn’t be seen”.

He was massaging my right foot with his warm hands as he spoke. Although his hands weren’t as warm as with my other foot, which had obviously cooled his hands down. It felt really nice and quite sensual mixed with our foot fetish conversation.

“So you licked all four pairs then?”

“Yes and I came all over one of them” He said proudly.

“You didn’t?” I replied incredulously.

“As unbelievable as it sounds, I did”.

“Tell me all about it, tell me what the sandals were like”. This was starting to remind me of when I met Blake on that camping trip, when he stole my sandals.

“I sat on the bench and pulled out a pair of flat slide sandals that one of the younger girls had been wearing. They looked quite new and were hardly worn at all. I sniffed them and licked them all over. I could just about taste her feet”.

“You naughty boy! Tell me more!”

“I put them back and picked up another pair. They were more worn, but weren’t really that attractive, they were heavy old-fashioned sandals with a thick leather straps. They belonged to one of the older women. I sniffed them and they smelled strong, I licked the toe area and that tasted strong too. Then I licked them all over, they tasted wonderful”.

“You dirty bugger!”. I said laughing.

“Don’t laugh, they were the best tasting sandals I’d ever licked”.

“So you came on them?”.

“No, I put them back and reached for the next pair, which were the other younger girl’s thongs. They looked quite new, but because they were white I could see the shape of her toes and heel stained into the leather. They smelled sweater and tested better than the previous two pairs. As I licked them, I couldn’t help get an erection”. He detailed clearly, whilst still carefully massaging my foot.

“So you came on them then?”.

“No, I put them back too. I hadn’t planned on ejaculating at all”.

“So you came on the last pair of sandals then?”

“Yes. I pulled them out and got a strong urge straight away that I was going to have to cum on them”.

“Why them and not the sandals of the second younger girl”

“Well, although I didn’t get a close look at all of their feet, this woman had the sexiest feet”.

“So you wanted your cum to come into contact with her feet?”

“Not necessarily, but the other sandal smells and the way they tasted got me excited, then holding her sandals in my hands, I couldn’t think about anything else”.

“So what were her sandals like?”

“They were very sexy wedges. They had just two straps, a thicker one over the middle part of the foot and a smaller one to go over the big toe. The straps had decorative beads and jewels and things and they were heavy, obviously good quality”.

“I think they call that style Toe-loops”, I said, having owned a few pairs over the years. “They seem to be popular with Indian and other Asian women”.

“That’s exactly what I thought, that they looked like something a Bollywood star would wear”.

“Were they new?”

“ Far from it! They were well worn with footprints clearly visible on the insole. The heels and outer soles had scuff-marks all over them. I pulled one up to my nose and sniffed it. It smelled really good, a really strong but pleasant smell, like it had been on her foot lots of times. My dick pulsed as I got a good whiff”.

“So did you pull your cock out and cum on it then?”

“No, not immediately. Even though I had the strong urge, I wasn’t sure if I should go further. I licked the toe area and it tasted wonderful. So I licked both of them all over, the straps, the insole and even the side of the wedge heel. My Erection was getting painful, so I got my dick out and started wanking it, holding the sandals in front of it. I came quickly because I was so excited. It wasn’t a lot, most of it went onto the right insole, but I spread it over both insoles with my dick. I liked the feeling of the cool sandal against my dick. I put them down on the floor and admired what I’d done. It wasn’t immediately obvious that they had cum in them, because I’d spread it thinly all over them. I suddenly panicked about what I’d done and couldn’t think how to get the cum off them, so I just put them back and walked away.”

“Did you not wait to see her put them on when she came out?”

“I did. I hung around the office area waiting for the next group to gather. There were about 8 people gathered, so I mingled with them and headed back to the Teepee just as the previous session finished. None of this new group were wearing sandals, so I didn’t get distracted waiting. Then the women came out, the two younger girls first, they both made a bit of a fuss about sitting on the bench and putting their sandals on, which had my heart racing”. He explained.

“So what were their feet like now that you could see them closely?” I asked, wanting to hear more.

“I checked out their feet as they walked down the path past me. They both had cute feet, but both needed new nail polish as theirs was chipped. Then the older woman with the unattractive wedges came out next. She didn’t even reach under the bench to get her sandals, she just slipped her feet straight into them and walked away. As she passed, I noticed that her feet were very pretty, shame about her sandals”.

“I bet you regret not cumming in her sandals now!” I said jokingly.

“Well I did at the time, especially as she just slipped her feet straight into them. My cum would have been all over her feet”.

“So you must have been getting nervous waiting for the last woman?”

“I was. I was also hoping she would do the same and just step straight into her sandals”.

“Tell me that she did?” I asked, getting even more excited.

“She came out and just as I’d hoped, she quickly slipped her feet straight into them. She walked past me with a confused look on her face. But she seemed to be walking normally and didn’t look to be slipping around in her sandals, which was lucky I suppose”.

“It could have been exciting though”, I said, before asking “What were her feet like close up?”

“I looked closely at her feet and they were very sexy, with long pretty red nails. I couldn’t take my eyes off them. She had on a couple of toe rings too. I looked around to watch her feet closely as she walked down the path. If she’d looked back, she would have seen me staring at her feet”.

“So that was it then?”

“No, as I was staring at her as she walked away, she suddenly stopped by one of the park benches and sat down. She crossed her left leg over her right and pulled the sandal off. She looked at it closely, didn’t appear to see anything untoward and slipped it back on”.

“That was lucky, what about her other foot?”

“She recrossed her legs with the right over the left and pulled that sandal off too. This one I’d cum much more on. She obviously saw something that prompted her to also bring it up to her face to sniff it. She frowned and then ran her finger over the insole - then she sniffed her finger.” He explained looking very pleased with himself.

“Then what? Did she lick your cum off her finger?”

“No she didn’t, but that’s not all. She frowned again and then ran her finger over her foot. She studied her finger and sniffed it again. She ran her fingertip over the sandal a second time and sniffed again. She had a strange look on her face, but didn’t react any further. She pulled a tissue out of her bag and wiped her finger, then she just put the sandal back on, got up and walked away”.

I started thinking that if I’d been her, I probably would have done the same thing. The thing is, I’d know immediately that it was cum. I would have probably licked my finger, if not the sandals too!

He’d thoroughly massaged my foot as he told me his story. My foot felt warm and dry now. I was getting really excited by what he’d done and began wondering whether I wanted him to now cum on my sandals.

“So do you think she knew it was cum?” I asked.

“I don’t know, but she must have suspected what it was. I was worried that she might say something to the staff in the café at the park entrance. So I waited for her to get a good distance ahead before I followed”.

“Did she speak to anyone?”

“No, by the time I got to the cafe, she was heading out through the other doors to the carpark”.

“Did you follow her?”

“Yes, I had to get one more look at her feet. Thinking quickly, I took my watch off and put it into my pocket. I then jogged up to her and asked the time. She didn’t have a watch on, but she smiled at me and said that her phone was in her bag. As she unzipped her bag to look for it, I stared down at her feet. They were really beautiful up close, but I wanted to be even closer, so I dropped to my knees and started re-tying my shoe laces”.

“She must have realised then?”

“If she did, she didn’t say anything, she pulled out her phone and told me it would take a few seconds for it to turn on. All the while I was fiddling with my laces and staring at her perfect feet.”

“Could you see your cum?”

“No, I think with her walking a few hundred metres back to the car park, she must have caused whatever remained to rub into her skin”.

“Did you compliment her feet?”

“No, I was too afraid that she’d figure it all out, so as soon as her phone woke up and she’d given me the time, I simply thanked her and walked off towards my car”.

“Were you tempted to follow her after she got in her car?”

“As much as I desperately wanted to see her feet again, I knew that following her would be creepy and unnecessary”.

“That’s good to hear. You foot fetish guys have a bad rep already”.

“I know, I’ve read about guys arrested for kissing strangers’ feet without their permission”.

“Well you managed to get your cum on her feet without her permission!”

“I know, but she didn’t even realise, I certainly never put her under any duress”, he replied sounding very remorseful.

“No need to panic, I find the whole thing very exciting. In fact, I would love to have that happen to my sandals!” I replied reassuringly.

“I’d love to cum on your sandals”

“You will, don’t worry. Do you want to do it at a gong session?”

“Haha, very funny. No, anywhere at all would be a dream for me”.

“Well, do it here then, once you’ve finished with my feet”.

He didn’t reply. He just pulled my right foot up to his face and sucked on my toes. He spent a few minutes sucking and licking before he lowered my foot back down to his knee. I looked over his shoulder to check we were still unnoticed, luckily we were.

“So did you go back and cum on other women’s sandals?”

“No, I didn’t want to risk it. Just in case she reported it. I didn’t want to be a suspect”.

“You were the suspect!” I said laughing at him.

“Yeah, well….”

“Want to lick this sandal too?” I asked, looking down at the floor to my still wet right sandal.

He didn’t answer. He just reached down, picked it up and started licking it as thoroughly as he had done with the left. His other hand was readjusting his crotch, clearly he had an erection.

“Good boy. As soon as you finish licking it, I want you to cum on it, just like you did to her sandals”.

Here’s another close up of my feet in these sandals:

He finished licking my sandal and placed it down on the floor next to my bare foot.

“How do you want me to do this?” He asked, looking nervous.

“Well I think you should do what you did at the gong session. Simply pull your cock out and cum over my sandals” I replied, excitedly waiting to see his cock again.

“Is that it?” He asked as he undid his fly and manipulated his cock free.

“Well not completely, I think I’ll let you cum on my sandals, then I’ll slip them on. I think I might then go for a short walk around the library so I can feel your cum under my feet” I replied, knowing how great it would feel.

“Then what?” he asked as he started wanking his cock, whilst staring at my feet.

“I’ll come and sit back down here, slip my sandals off and then I’ll do as the lady did. I’ll sniff them and run my finger over them!” I said, as I slipped my left sandal off again, passing it and the right one over to him.

He held both sandals in his left palm and started wanking even faster. He was focused on what he was doing. I had a good look around to make sure nobody was watching, luckily the coast was still clear. I crossed my legs and started caressing his leg with my right foot, this got his attention as he started staring at my toes.

“I’m about to cum” He stated nervously.

“Do it, cum on my sandals” I demanded.

He did just that. He pointed his cock horizontally over my right sandal and slowed his jerking down. His cock was pulsing and looked very red. Then he came, he kept his cock over my right sandal as his cock spurted three times. Each spurt produced quite a bit of cum. Then he pointed his cock over my left sandal as he spurted a further two times. His cum looked very thick as it glistened in the bright lights of the library.

“Spread it around with your cock” I demanded.

He did as I asked, using the tip of his cockhead, he spread his cum all over the right sandal first, before moving on to doing the same to the left. I was eager to get them back onto my feet, now that they were evenly covered.

“Put them down now, I want to feel your cum while it is still warm” I demanded, getting really excited.

He complied and gently placed the sandals either side of my feet. I slowly slid my feet into them. Deliberately making it look as sexy as possible for him. Once my feet were in place, I wiggled my toes around feeling his cool cum squirm between them. My sandals were obviously still cold and had made his cum cool down much quicker than I expected.

“Good work, it feels amazing”. I said. Noticing that he was still hard. That gave me a naughty thought.

I looked around and there was nobody in our part of the library. I couldn’t resist. I leaned forward and kissed the tip of his cockhead. I looked up at his eyes, my mouth barely hovering over his cock. He smiled and nodded. I gently licked the remaining cum from his cock as he nervously looked around over his shoulders to make sure we weren’t being watched. His cum tasted as good as I remembered it. His cock pulsed as my tongue circled it. I just had to suck down on it. He gasped as I took it fully into my mouth. I sucked up and down a few times, before pulling back and releasing him from my mouth.

“Wow. That was amazing” He said staring at my face with a bewildered look.

“Do you want me to suck it again?” I asked, mesmerised by his still erect cock right in front of me.

“Yes please”

“Can you cum again?”

“I think so, in fact I think I may cum just looking at you!” He replied, all the while his cock was pulsing.

I had another quick look around to make sure the coast was clear. As it was, I leaned forward again and took his cock deeply into my mouth. I sucked up and down for what seemed like 30 seconds at the most. He came again, his cock had been pulsing the whole time it was in my mouth, so it was no surprise as his cum spilled out onto my tongue. As soon as he stopped pulsing I pulled back, satisfied with a mouth full of cum.

“Better than the gong session?” I asked cheekily.

“Far better. You are the most amazing girl I’ve ever met”.

I smiled and as promised, I stood up and walked slowly around the library. I could feel his cum squelching under my feet as I walked, but as far as I could tell, none leaked out over the library carpet. As I headed back to my seat, I noticed Bryan was now sat next to where I’d been, looking intently at my feet as I approached. He had sorted out his cock and was sat there as if nothing had happened. I sat down next to him and smiled.

I looked over at his face, deliberately having a confused look on mine. I then crossed my legs and slipped off my left sandal. He smiled as he watched me carrying out the same reaction as his gong lady. I brought my sandal up to my face and sniffed it, then I ran my finger over my sole and over the sandal before sniffing that too.

“Feels like cum, looks like cum, smells like cum” I whispered, before licking my finger clean. “Tastes like cum too!”

He looked shocked as I varied from his gong lady.

“If you don’t mind me saying madam, it would appear that someone has cum in your sandal!” he said smiling, getting in on the sexy act.

“I think you might be right” I replied, slipping my sandal back on, getting to my feet and turning to walk away.

“Are you going?” He asked disappointedly.

“I must, I have a gong session to attend!” I replied, smiling at him and walking away towards the door.

Naturally he followed me and held the door open for me as I walked outside. Luckily it had stopped raining and the puddles were drying out. He came outside with me and walked alongside me as I manoeuvred around the remaining puddle.

“Do you really have to go?” he asked again.

“Yes, I can’t stay here all night with cum in my sandals” I replied noticing his eyes fixed to my feet.

“So why don’t you clean it out then?” He suggested.

“I’m not sure I want to lick it out now”

“No, I was wondering if you’d walk through that puddle for me” He said desperately.

“Ok then, but then I’m going” I replied slowly walking into the puddle.

It wasn’t as deep as it had been earlier, but it was deep enough to go over my sandal soles. As I walked out the other side, I could feel the mixture of cold water and cold cum squelching around. It made it difficult to walk and I nearly slipped out of my sandals.

“Thank you goddess, that was wonderful” Bryan said, smiling broadly at me.

I smiled, turned and slowly and gingerly walked back to where I’d left my car, at the shopping centre. By the time I got there, my feet were beginning to dry out again. I drove home and once inside, I slipped off my sandals. The insoles were still slick with a mixture of Bryan’s cum and puddle water. I ran a bowl of warm water and rinsed my sandals clean. Adding some Radox, I gave my feet a good warm soak.

Again, the library gave me another exciting afternoon. Who’d have thought!

I can’t wait to run into Bryan again!

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