ALISON’S
HEN PARTY – THE NAUGHTIEST ONE EVER – Part 1
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It was published on Friday, June 10,
2016
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I thought I’d been involved in some naughty and sexy things, but the hen party I went to a couple of months ago is one of the naughtiest and most fun days I’ve been involved in whilst out in public.
So my good friend Alison is finally getting married, to her boyfriend Michael. Alison and I went to school together and have known each for a long time. She has a large circle of friends and has kept in touch with a lot more people than I have from our younger days. I like going to her parties as it gives me a chance to catch up with some old faces.
I’ve written about Alison before in my stories The Willing Masseur and Adventures of a Foot Slut – Foot Fun with David and Eric. Alison knows all about my foot adventures, but other than David playfully massaging her feet and leaving cum in her sandals, she’s not really been that involved in any foot action herself. Apart from, that is, when Eric massaged her feet and used her feet to rub his cock when she was sleeping. She’s not into the foot scene, but does like to have her feet massaged and occassionally have her toes sucked. That’s not to say that she doesn’t look after her feet though. She gets regular pedicures and shows off her big (size 10) and attractive feet in sandals almost as much as I do.
So back to the story. Alison is getting married to Michael. She wanted to have her Hen party a few weeks before the wedding, so with her wedding coming up, the Hen party was arranged for the Saturday three weeks prior to her big day. Her sister Jacqui and our old friend Tanya helped organise it. The ultimate girls day out. A boat trip on the river up to the wine region, with plenty of wine tastings and then a cruise back down the river to the city. They invited some of our most long standing friends along to enjoy the day. Including Debbie (whose husband Mike, I gave a footjob to under the table at a barbeque in my story Barbeque Fun. I also gave him a footjob in his office at the leasure centre in Revisiting 2 Exciting Footjob Guys. Also along for the ride was Hayley, Mel, Jodie, Vicky, Heidi, Sarah (who was sat next to me when I gave Mike the under the table barbeque footjob), Fiona (who I wrote about in my story My Stolen Sandals) and Sally.
When Alison told me about the wedding details, I was exciting to hear that with Michael’s Scottish family history, they’d decided that the groom and groomsmen were to wear kilts. This took my mind back to Michelle and Danny’s wedding years ago when I gave a footjob to one of the groomsmen, Steve, under the table at the reception (which I co-wrote with VL in our story Didi). I couldn’t wait for the wedding, so I could hopefully use my foot skills to explore under some kilts!
Back to the hen party. Jacqui and Tanya arranged it well, including a surprise for the cruise back to the city. Tanya used her connections in the stripping and dancing scene, to arrange for a male stripper to serve us drinks on the boat on the way back. He was also to be wearing a kilt. Tanya even let it be known that we could go full contact with him if we wanted, so long as we didn’t expose him in public. In other words, we were free to play with his cock, but had to do so under his kilt. Aparently he was all for it and specialised in that sort of thing. This made me extremely excited.
So we met at the Quayside and climbed onto the spacious and well appointed boat. The only male aboard was the skipper, who let us know that he was going to turn a blind-eye to whatever we got up to, so long as we stayed safe.
I was pleased to see the girls wearing sexy dresses and skirts and was impressed to see that every single one of them was wearing sandals.
I wore
my cute black
toe-loops with
torquoise nail polish, as below:
They went well with my turquoise blouse and short black skirt.
A foot fetishist would have literally cum in his pants seeing the feet and sandals on display. Girls being girls, there was lots of chatter about our outfits, sandals and even our nail colours. I think a foot fetishist would have loved to have heard that conversation.
I managed to sneak some
pics of the
girls’ feet throughout the day:
Alison had on a pair of white and silver wedge thongs with copper toenails.
Jacqui wore black strappy thongs with red nails.
Tanya
had on some flat
silver
diamante thongs with ankle straps, her
toenails being unpainted,
although they looked to have a clear varnish on them.
Hayley had on some black and gold ankle strap thongs with gold nails.
Debbie
had on some flat
black ankle
strap thongs with pink nails.
Fiona as usual wore one of her many pairs of Birkenstock
thongs, this time silver, but she did have sexy red toenails.
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outfit with strappy back thongs and pink nails (she is well known for wearing red!).
I found a photo online of some red thongs that are similar to the red ones Heidi normally wears.
Jodie wore some black wedge heel thongs with black toenails.
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Finally, Sally wore some white strappy roman sandals
(the only sandals not to be thongs) with red toenails.
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We visited a few wineries and we gradually became more playful as the day went on. We consumed a fair amount of wine and although we’d eaten at one of the wineries, you could definitely describe us as merry, rather than drunk. At the final winery, I found myself sitting with Heidi. She’s a great chick, who is funny and very outgoing. She’s also a bit of a slut. At school, she was known to have been with most of the guys in our final year. She’s still single, but has many boyfriends - a bit like me really. As we chatted, she kept pointing out some of the male staff, telling me how hot they were and what she’d like to do with them.
This got me thinking to my adventure on the train last year on the way to a football game. I’d caught a guy staring at my feet on the train and before we’d reached the football ground, I’d made him show me his erection, got to play with his cock and made him cum in my sandal. I’d also sat with him on the station platform where he told me about his previous foot experiences. One of these involved a public scene at the horse races, where he’d received a footjob from his wife, a footjob from a mature stranger, a handjob from a Britney lookalike and finally a blowjob from a girl who apparently looked just like and behaved like Heidi. These stories were about Mark: Teasing Toes on the Train -Part 1 ; Teasing Toes on the Train -Part 2 and Teasing Toes on the Train -Part 3.
“So hey Heidi, I heard a story last year about someone who sounds just like you, doing something exciting at the races” I probed.
“Oh really, what makes you think it was about me?” She asked.
“Well this guy, Mark, told me about a public encounter he’d had at the races a couple of years ago. One of the girls involved, as he described her, wore an all red outfit, had red hair and looked like the actress from Warehouse 13”. I explained.
“Certainly sounds like me. What was I supposed to have done?” She asked, suspiciously.
“Well apparently he was enjoying a public footjob from his wife and a mature stranger who sat near her, at the same time as a blonde chick was giving him a handjob. He told me that you muscled in on the act, held his balls and eventually gave him a blowjob”. I replied, more certain than ever that it was her.
“It sounds like something I ‘d do!” She replied, trying to keep a straight face, but eventually giving in and bursting out laughing.
“So it was you?” I asked again.
“Yeah, it was me. I tell you who else was there too. The blonde girl you mentioned was Claire, you know the daughter of the dentist. She was at school with my brother and I think the same year as your sister. I recognised the mature lady too. We went to school with her son Stuart. Can’t remember her name, but I’m pretty sure it was her”. (This last bit of information also confirms my suspicions that it was Sandra who was the mature lady giving Mark the footjob. She got VL and me in turn, on this whole foot journey in the first place).
“Sandra?” I asked, pretty much knowing it was.
“Yeah that’s it. Sandra. She works for the local government”. Heidi confirmed.
“So he told me the truth then?” I asked.
“It certainly sounds like it. How did you meet him?” She asked.
“On a train on the way to the footy last season, he was sat opposite me and I saw him staring at my feet, so I teased him to the point that he got an erection. Before we got to the stadium, I’d managed to play with his cock and even got him to cum on my sandal. It was at the stadium station, that he told me his story about the races”. I explained.
“So, you are into the foot thing then?” She asked, looking down at my feet.
“Yes in a big way. I thought you knew” I confirmed.
“I’d heard rumours that you like guys paying attention to your feet. I’ve always noticed that you wear sandals a lot, so it doesn’t really come as a surprise”. She replied.
“I always wear sandals. That way I can get guys to check out my feet. You wouldn’t believe how many guys actually have a foot fetish. I reckon it is one in five at least!” I boasted.
“So you’ve given footjobs and that before?” She asked.
“I would have given Hundreds of footjobs, to probably twenty different guys over the years. Some in very public places too” I replied boasting again.
“Sounds like you give footjobs like I give handjobs!” She replied, confirming that her nickname wasn’t an exaggeration.
“Well we both got to do what we do best with Mark” I said, giggling.
‘It sounds like he likes public sex as much as we do!” She replied.
“I think he does. It was risky that day too. His daughter was on the first train into the city with him. I persuaded him to get his cock out, which he did pulling it out through the leg of his shorts. As the train pulled into the station, we all stood up, so I grabbed his cock through his shorts as we waited for the train to stop. Before we’d got off, I’d reached into his shorts and held his naked cock, I even gave him a very brief blowjob, before he panicked and pulled away” I added.
“What did you think about his dick?” She asked.
“Big, hard, impressive, one of the biggest I’ve had the pleasure of experiencing” I replied.
“Yeah, it’s a nice big dick alright. So what happened next?” She asked.
“Well I tried to pull him out of the train by his cock, but I let go just as I stepped out of the door. His daughter met up with friends by the escalator and didn’t seem to notice that she’d left him behind. He followed me and got onto the escalator a few steps behind me. So I turned and caressed his cock through his shorts with my foot. But then, I had to run to catch the next train to the footy, so wasn’t sure if he would make it behind me. Luckily he made it and pressed his boner into my back as I squeezed into the packed carriage. His daughter and her friends had squeezed further down the aisle, so were not near to us. This made me want to get hold of his cock again. I turned to face him and reached into his shorts to give him a rough handjob. He told me he was getting close, so I decided that I wanted him to cum on my feet. The only problem was, there was no room. So I pulled his cock out of the leg opening, lifted my foot and pulled my sandal off. I slid it over his cock and gave him a wank with it until he came. Then I slipped it back onto my foot, so that I could feel his warm cum.” I explained.
“Wow, sounds exciting. So how did you hear about me at the races?” She asked.
“Well, before we got off the train, he squatted down and slipped his cockhead under my toes. This made me realise he must have done something like this before. When we got off the train, he sent his daughter off with some excuse. Then we sat on the bench on the platform. I asked him if he’d ever done anything like that before. That’s when he told me all about his afternoon at the races”. I told her.
“Wow. He’s quite a guy isn’t he! So did he tell you what happened before I went over to him?” She asked.
“Yes, he basically said his wife was giving him a footjob through the balustrade. People started to gather to watch. Sandra (as we now know) had been sat near his wife, pulled her chair over to get a closer look. Then he said Claire (as we also now know) came along and cupped his balls as his wife gave him a footjob. Apparently Sandra asked if she could join in and his wife actually encouraged her. He said at one point, both his wife’s and Sandra’s feet were giving him a footjob as Claire played with his balls. That’s when you arrived, according to him”. I explained.
“That sounds right. I’d heard all the commotion a few minutes earlier and had looked over, but couldn’t see what was happening. Then my friend Josh went for a look. He came back and told me that there was a guy with a big dick getting it played with by three women. I decided to go for a look, so I squeezed through the crowd and ended up stood right next to him. I recognised Claire straight away and she recognised me too. His wife seemed to get tired and pulled her foot away. Sandra kept going but looked to be tiring too, even though she was trying to use both feet. That’s when I looked closer at her and realised that I knew her. Claire by then was giving him a handjob. So I decided to join in before he came” She told me, confirming what Mark had told me.
“So what happened?” I asked wondering if Mark had told me the whole story.
“Well Claire and I began bickering as I tried to play with him. The crowd turned on her and she gave up and left. Sandra kept going with her feet until she couldn’t anymore. She encouraged someone else to finish him off, so I took my chance and gave him a blowjob. He wife wasn’t happy about that, but I didn’t care, I was quite prepared to take his load in my mouth. The crowd started to turn on me, but I didn’t care. He came in my mouth, well pre-cum anyway! Then he tapped me on the head. I pulled back, just in time for his wife to cup her feet around his dick and take his cum over them. I then helped him put his cock away and left”. She explained.
“You’re naughtier than I am!” I replied, actually feeling quite jealous.
“I’m not sure about that! So did you hear about the stripper we’ve got for the boat later?” She asked.
“Yeah, I know about it”. I replied.
“Well if you don’t make him cum, I will!” She replied naughtily, “I am definitely going to play with his dick, whether he likes it or not. I suppose you are going to want to get your feet involved too hey!”
“That’s the plan” I replied laughing out loud.
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