The last time I wrote a story, was 18 months ago, when I wrote about catching my girlfriend Juicy giving footjobs to her yoga teacher Adam. She still regularly attends her yoga sessions and she still gives Adam at least one footjob after each session. I worked out it has been about 78 weeks since I wrote about her yoga antics, so allowing for holidays, Juicy has been to Yoga probably 70 times.

She always gives him footjobs to Adam after every session, quite often twice. He always sucks her toes too. She has admitted to giving him a couple of blowjobs, but is adamant that she hasn’t fucked him, nor does she want to. The fact she always makes him cum at least once each week, means that he’s most definitely had more footjobs from her than I have during this time. I make it at least 100. This makes me slightly jealous, but quite proud too. And I’ve been lucky enough to get a few footjobs from Didi and her friends over that same period, so Juicy and I are quite accepting of what the other does regarding our foot fetish activities.

She has really embraced the power her feet have on foot fetish guys. Making sure she shows off her feet at every opportunity. She has also developed a keen sense of awareness for spotting foot fetish guys who may be checking out hers, or other girls’ feet. Especially if they are sneaking photos or videos with their smart phone cameras.

Here I am writing about her again. Not only did I witness her giving a footjob, she also went the whole hog with every foot fetishist’s other foot related desires. Here’s what happened:

A couple of weeks ago, we went for a short stay to a tourist area about 3 hours south of the city. This area is well known for its wineries (vineyards) and a of people go there to sample and tour some of the wineries.

While we down there, we decided to book an organized wine tour, allowing us to sample many wines, whilst being driven around by a tour guide driving a small bus.

Due to where we were staying, we were the last people to be picked up on the day. As we boarded the bus, we greeted the others who would be our companions for the day. There were three youngish couple sat near the front of the bus, probably in their late twenties. They were obviously friends who knew each other well. Further down the bus was a mature couple probably mid-fifties. Then there were three guys who were clearly friends, but interestingly were spread around the seating, claiming a double seat each. I was surprised that they weren’t all sat on the back seat. These guys were probably early thirties. Juicy and I sat on the other side of the aisle to one of the guys.

We were made to feel welcome as the banter started between the various groups as we headed off to our first stop, which would be a cheese factory. I was pleased that our group wasn’t too big, just the thirteen of us and the driver/tour guide. We exchanged names, most of which I forgot immediately, but knew we’d remember them by the end of the day. I was sat next to the window, Juicy in the aisle seat. The young guy who was sat opposite her had strangely moved from the window seat, to the aisle seat, as we made our way to the cheese factory. I didn’t think anything of it at the time, but his reasons would become clear quite quickly.

We arrived at the cheese factory and everyone piled off the bus. We walked in and started having a look around as we waited to do some sampling.

“Did you notice that guy on the bus?” Juicy asked me.

“Which one?”

“The one sat next to me”

“Not really, why?”

“Well I’m not 100% certain, but I’m pretty sure he was videoing my feet”

“Really? No I didn’t notice”

“I bet you noticed the girls were all wearing sandals though!”

“Well, not on the bus, but now we’re off it, I can see that they are”

“It looks like we’ve got at least two foot guys on this tour then!”

“You don’t know for sure”

“Look at him now, he’s stood behind Ann and it looks to me like he’s either taking pics or videoing her feet right now”

I looked over and there was no doubt that he was stood a little closer to the mature lady from our tour, than was necessary. In his hand was an iphone and it was clearly pointed at her feet. I’m not averse to doing that kind of thing myself, so recognized what he was doing straight away – he was taking video footage. I paid a bit more attention to his focus and noticed that Ann had really sexy feet in very nice thong sandals.

“Yeah, he’s filming her feet” I confirmed.

“I think he’ll probably try and film all of the girls today”

“You’re probably right. I might do the same. Although I’ll try and be less obvious!”

“Well don’t get caught”

“I’m not planning to. But for now, let’s enjoy this tour”

“Of course, but I’m going to keep an eye on him”

“Why?”

“Because once he’s got around the others, I’m going to mess with him” She said with a devious grin on her face.

“What do you mean?”

“Well I’ve already put a bit of a show on for him on the bus. You obviously didn’t notice, but I did a lot of shoe play for him, slipping my feet in and out of my sandals, stroking my big toes together and things like that”

“Yeah, So?”

“Well I’m not finished with him yet. I’ll let him do his sneaky videos of the others, but I’m going to tempt him too”

“Tempt him how?” I asked, feeling proud and excited at what she might do.

“At the very least, I’m going to sit or stand near him at each venue. I’ll put on a show for him and I’ll even play footsie with him”

“You naughty girl. At the very least you said?”

“I reckon I can probably get a foot massage out of him and maybe even get my toes sucked”

“You’ll make his day”

“I might even try to give him a footjob” She said wickedly grinning.

“Now that, I’d like to witness. You’ll make his year!”

“That’s the plan”

We moved closer to the group for the cheese sampling. By then, Ian (as I later found out his name), had moved around and was stood next to Tabitha, one of the younger girls. She too had pretty feet and thong sandals and just as with Ann, his iphone was pointed right at them.

I managed to get this photo of Juicy’s feet at the Cheese Factory, her sexy gold sandals and nails in all their glory:

Cheese tasting over, we got back onto the bus. Juicy asked me to sit in the seat in front of her rather than alongside, as she wanted to try something out. She sat side on, on the seat, with her right knee pulled up causing her right foot to dangle off the edge of the seat. Ian got on the bus after us and sat back in his old seat, still on the aisle side. This put him within touching distance of Juicy’s right foot. I glanced over the back of the seat and noticed that she was circling her foot in a provocative manner, her sandal dangling off her sexy foot. It was no surprise that Ian’s iphone was in his left hand pointing in the direction of Juicy’s foot show.

She started chatting with him as he not so subtly took video of her foot and sandal. I was impressed with how she spoke to him, not giving away in the slightest that she was onto him. We arrived at our first winery about ten minutes later. His phone had been pointed at her foot the whole time.

Everyone piled off the bus again. I stood up to leave as did Ian. Juicy then made her first move. She deliberately over flicked her foot, causing her sexy sandal to drop at Ian’s feet. I moved down the aisle, getting out of the way to give her some space. Not knowing whether she was going to pounce so soon or not. I looked back at them as I climbed off the bus, seeing him pick up her sandal for her. I waited just outside the bus for her to follow.

She followed a few seconds later, so we walked into the winery together. Joining the others at the tasting counter. Ian arrived about a minute later, looking all pleased with himself. He didn’t waste any time moving close to Kylie, another of the young girls, whose feet were nice, but not great. Her sandals were pretty though.

“What happened?” I whispered to Juicy.

“He crouched down and picked up my sandal holding it out as if he was passing it to me. So I took advantage, lifting my leg and holding my foot in front of him. Without even asking he carefully slipped my sandal onto my foot for me”

“Close did he get to your foot as he crouched down?”

“So close I thought he was going to kiss it”

“He must have been so tempted”

“Yeah”

“Did he touch your foot?”

“No, he only held the sandal. I made sure to splay my toes making it easier for him to get the toepost past”

“That would have got me hard”

“It got him hard too. I could see it”

“You move fast”

“That’s just the first step”

We huddled a bit closer for the wine tasting. I got chatting to some of the others and took the opportunity to take a sneaky pic myself, capturing Ann’s sexy feet.

There’s just something about mature feet when they are well looked after and the lady wears old school thong sandals, that I find really appealing. Ann had really nice long toenails and the thongs reminded me of the style that Sandra used to wear and that captured my attention all those years ago. What also got my attention was the heels of Ann’s sandals had the same pattern as the winery floor. So, I grabbed another shot to enjoy later!

Ian had been busy too, standing next to Lisa for a while, taking video of her sexy feet and sandals too. By the time we left the winery, we’d sampled about eight wines.

We got back onto the bus, the atmosphere already more fun now that we all had some wine in us. I sat by myself again, allowing Juicy to sit behind me. Ian again sat opposite her, very close to the edge of his seat. Juicy turned completely sideways this time. Resting her back against the window, with her legs across the seat. Her feet dangling over the edge, now even closer to Ian than before. She was flapping her feet too, the sandals making that sexy slapping sound as they flapped against her heels. In response, Ian turned slightly sideways too, his iphone in his left hand pointing directly at her flapping feet. He was looking at his phone as if he was reading a message or something, but to those in the know, it wasn’t very subtle.

The others were all chatting loudly, every now and then one of Ian’s friends would say something to him, but his answers were brief. His focus seemingly on his phone, but it was totally on Juicy’s feet. Her over the top foot show had his full attention for the ten-minute drive to the next winery. I was chatting to Ann and her husband Rob who were sat in front of me, hopefully allowing Ian the freedom to do what he wanted without worrying about me catching him.

I glanced over at her feet as we made our way up the gravel driveway. She’d flapped them so much, her sandals were barely hanging on, I knew she’d drop them by the time we stopped outside the winery. And that’s what she did. I heard the sound as first one, then the second sandal hit the aisle floor. I looked over and saw that her feet were still circling around. He was smiling as he looked down at her bare feet.

Everyone eagerly piled off the bus again, keen to get more wine tasting done. Well everyone except Ian and Juicy. I didn’t wait this time outside the bus, I just walked with the others into the cellar door. It was a couple of minutes before Juicy and Ian arrived. I knew something had happened by the way she winked at me. We huddled together again, listening to the winemaker tell us about the winery. This time Ian was paying more attention. His iphone nowhere to be seen. I suppose he’d filmed all the girls’ feet by then and was getting bonus footage of Juicy’s feet on every bus ride.

I was excited to find out what had happened, but Juicy deliberately kept me on edge, by pushing her way to the front between the other girls, meaning I couldn’t ask her yet. This time we sampled more wines, including some port and dessert wines. So everyone was getting more chatty. I took the opportunity to sneak some more pics myself, capturing Lisa’s and Tabitha’s feet. Juicy finally came over and stood next to me.

“Tell me” I demanded.

“He put my sandals back on for me”

“And?”

“That’s it”

“Bullshit. You took ages”

“He waited until you got off the bus, then without leaving the seat, he leaned forward so that his face was almost touching my feet. I could tell he was trying to sniff them”

“Did he?”

“I don’t think he was close enough”

“Then what?”

“He eagerly picked up both sandals”

“And he just put them straight on your feet?”

“Well, no. He sat back slightly holding onto them for a few seconds, like he was studying them. That’s when he told me that they were pretty sandals”

“Well, we all know that”

“I thought he was going to sniff them at first, because he held them so close to his face. But he didn’t”

“Come on, something else happened”

“He carefully slipped the right one straight onto my foot, not touching my skin at all”

“What about the left?” I asked, now I had an erection just thinking about it.

“Well he held my ankle this time as he slipped my sandal on. He brushed his hand over my foot too”

“That’s more like it. And?”

“That’s it. He just sat there staring at my feet”.

“And what did you do?”

“I stared at his crotch”

“What did you see?”

“A great big boner sticking up”

“Haha, I knew it. You’ve got to him already”

“I didn’t do anything, not yet anyway. I just waited for him to compose himself. Making him stand first. I swung my legs down and shuffled to the edge of the seat. He was facing me with his great big boner sticking up less than a foot from my face”.

“And?”

“Nothing. I stood too. Squeezing through the gap and walked down the aisle”

“He must have known that you saw his dick?”

“Maybe. I don’t think he cares”

“So, do you think he thinks that’s it?”

“We’ll find out”

We then headed back to the bus ready to move onto the next winery. This one we were due to have lunch at. Everyone sat in the same positions again. But this time as Ian sat down, he sat sideways on his seat, with his legs into the aisle. His knees were spread like he was inviting Juicy to look at his crotch. She sat normally in the aisle seat facing forwards. We moved off back down the gravel track for our fifteen-minute drive to the next stop. Juicy leaned forward to whisper in my ear.

“I’m going to get a foot massage now” She said confidently.

She leaned back, then turned towards Ian. She then raised her right foot and placed it between his legs on the edge of his seat. He looked delighted, as he quickly pulled out his iphone again. Nobody else noticed what Juicy had done, even though people were talking and turning around. If they did, nobody said anything. Ian was even talking to his friend Tim who was sat a couple of rows in front, like he’d lost interest in the foot that was basically in his crotch. But his iphone was still on watch.

“My feet are so tired” Juicy suddenly said, lowering her right foot to the floor. She let the sandal drop off and then raised her foot again so that it was back onto the edge of Ian’s seat.

“I’m good at foot massages” Ian said, falling into her trap.

“That would be nice” Juicy said.

“Do you mind?” Ian asked me.

“No, you go ahead. It saves me a job” I replied, turning my focus back onto Ann and Rob again.

I glanced around a couple of times as Ian massaged her right foot. He looked awkward, like he’d never done it before, but he was keen. She wasn’t complaining, so it must have felt alright. He must have put his phone away, because he was using both hands on her foot. Some of the others noticed what was going on. Tabitha had followed suit and had persuaded her boyfriend Grant to give her a foot massage too. I glanced around again after a few minutes to see that Juicy had swapped feet. Her right foot was now back in the sandal on the floor, whilst he was massaging her left foot. It wasn’t obvious, but I was sure the bulge in Ian’s shorts wasn’t just the way the material was gathered.

By the time we pulled into the winery grounds, Juicy was sat back in her seat normally, as was Ian. Everyone piled off the bus again, this time without any stragglers as we walked through the gardens of the winery.

“I’m going to sit opposite him. I might need your help to make sure nobody else sits there” Juicy announced as we approached the seating area for lunch.

We were set up on a long table. With six seats either side and one at the end.

“Try and sit at the end with extra seat. I’ll sit on that so that you and Ian can sit opposite each other” I suggested.

I knew he’d try and sit opposite her too, so when we headed to the far end of the table, Ian followed closely. I think he was hoping to sit at the odd seat, so he could at least get a good view of her feet as we ate. Juicy, with my help was going to give him more than that. Juicy sat at the end seat on one side, so instead of sitting opposite her, I sat at the odd seat on the end. Ian was close behind me, so quickly walked around me and sat next to me, directly opposite Juicy. Now she had him where she wanted him, and If there was going to be any sexy foot action, I had the box seat to watch.

Everyone else sat down, Ian’s two mates next to him, with the others taking up the remaining seats. The conversation was good, now that we’d all started to get to know each other. I started chatting to Ian for the first time as Juicy talked to Ann, who was sat next to her. As she talked, she began caressing my right leg with her right foot. I knew immediately what she planned to do. She’d stroke my leg first, then move her foot away. Then she reached out to stroke my leg again, but would be slightly off line and would stroke Ian’s left leg instead. And that’s exactly how it played out.

As soon as she stopped stroking my leg, I made sure to watch under the table as I talked to Ian. My sunglasses hiding the direction my eyes were looking from him. She didn’t wait long either. Within about ten seconds, she reached out with her right leg again, but this time she was slightly to the left. Ian jumped slightly as she brushed against his bare leg. But he didn’t react enough to make me suspicious. I couldn’t help getting an erection as I watched her stroke her foot up and down his calf. And I bet he was hard too. She could feign some sort of ignorance if anything was said due to both Ian and I being in shorts and having similarly hairy legs.

She stroked up and down slowly, brushing the inside of his leg instead of what “should-have-been” the outside of my right leg. Ian kept talking to me the whole time, not giving away the fact that my girlfriend was seductively stroking his leg. People started getting up to go and wash their hands, which gave Juicy an idea. She leaned towards me, like she wanted to tell me something, so I leaned over to listen.

“You should go and wash your hands. Then I can feign surprise that my foot is somehow still stroking you. That’ll get his attention”

“Good idea”

I did as she asked, pulling my seat back and getting up. She should be an actress! The look on her face was brilliant, like she was truly shocked that her foot wasn’t in contact with me. As I walked away, I heard her say sorry to him. I glanced at him to see what his reaction was and was pleased to see that he was just smiling. When I returned, her feet were on the floor in front of her. The food started coming out as we drank some more wine. The atmosphere was great as we all talked and joked. The alcohol obviously having its effect.

I glanced under the table to see what her feet were doing and was pleased to see her right foot slipping out of the sandal. I quickly took this photo:

Seconds later her right leg was extended, but I couldn’t see her foot. So, I leaned back slightly and saw that her foot was now between Ian’s legs, pressed against his crotch. His iphone was in his hand again, looking innocently like he was looking down reading messages on it. But I knew he was filming Juicy’s foot as she caressed his crotch. I noticed he’d slouched down in is seat too, making it easier for Juicy to reach her target.

With Ian focused on his phone, I leaned over to Juicy, catching her attention as she talked with Ann.

“What are you up to?” I whispered

“I’m caressing his dick” She replied like it was the most natural thing in the world.

“Is he hard?”

“Very. Big too”

“How big?” I asked, getting really excited myself.

“I don’t know for sure, but it feels much bigger than yours”

“Has he got it out?”

“No, just through his shorts”

“Do you think you could get it out?”

“Not without using both feet”

“You’d better use both feet then”

She smiled, a look of satisfaction spread across her face. I looked down through the gap under the table and saw her left barefoot stroke up his right calf towards his crotch. He jumped slightly, confirming that she was now trying to release his cock from its hiding place. His iphone was still pointing down into his lap, as his other hand disappeared below the table edge. He slouched even further, looking to the outside world like he was totally relaxed, but I knew he’d just unzipped his shorts to allow Juicy to do her thing. She was grinning as she nonchalantly looked around as if she was enjoying the surroundings.

“What’s happening?” I whispered as I leaned over to her again.

“I’m giving him a footjob”

“Good girl”

“It’s very big”

“How big?”

“Not sure, maybe 8 or 9 inches”

“Thick?”

“Yes, and he’s got a huge mushroom head too”

“Hard?”

“Extremely”

“Are you going to make him cum?”

“Try stopping me”

“Good girl”

I looked over and he hadn’t even noticed that Juicy and I were talking, he was so focused on his phone. I decided to talk to him, like nothing was happening, so I asked him what he thought about the food. He looked up from crotch, but kept the phone pointing at the action, now turned horizontally. He somehow managed to talk to me, without giving away the fact that my girlfriend was giving him a footjob right in front of me. I knew she was getting close to her objective as he started breathing heavier. She wasn’t paying any attention to him as she talked to his friend Simon, who was totally unaware that the girl he was talking to was giving a footjob to his friend right next to him.

I knew he’d cum, by the way he was breathing. I could also see a slight shudder through his whole body. Glancing at Juicy confirmed it. She had a massive grin on her face. Ian started to look uncomfortable, meaning that she must have still been stroking him. Simon asked him something, briefly distracting him, so I leaned over to Juicy again.

“Cummy feet?”

“Yes”

“Good girl”

“There’s a lot”

“You still stroking him?”

“Yes, I want to make sure he’s finished”

“Good girl”

“Thanks. It’s going to take some cleaning up”

“Still hard?”

“Very”

“Keep going”

“I intend to”

“Good girl”

“I know”

“Can I see?”

“What?”

“The cum on your feet”

“Ok, but one at a time, I don’t want to stop”

“Good girl”

I leaned back so that I’d get a better view. She lowered her left foot first. There was cum on her toes, but not a huge amount. She raised it again and lowered her right foot instead. This one was covered. Like, really coated in cum. He had cum a lot. Good man, I thought.

“Happy?” She asked

“Yes. I’m impressed”

“He’s going soft”

“Oh no”

“I hate soft dicks”

“So, Stop”

“I’m going to try and make it hard again”

“Good girl”

Ian was somehow keeping himself composed enough to still be chatting to Simon. I’m not sure I could have done it. Juicy finally gave up, as she lowered her feet.

“Do you think I should try and rub it in, or just put my sandals back on?” She asked.

“Up to you. I think it would be a sexy sight either way”

“Sandals it is. I can always rub it in later”

I pulled my chair back, so I could get a good look at her cummy feet as she slipped them back into her sandals. It was a sexy sight. I was so hard myself, I began stroking my dick through my shorts as I watched her cummy feet settle into her sexy sandals. I glanced at Ian, noticing his phone was now sat on the table, but his hands were out of view, as was his napkin. He must have been attempting to clean himself up.

“How does it feel?” I asked her.

“Cold now, not as nice. I’m going to go and wash it off”

She slid her chair back to go to the bathroom.

“Wait, take a photo” I asked handing her my phone.

She took this one quickly, before she stood up and walked away, her feet and now her sandals coated in Ian’s cum.

She came back quite quickly and sat down again. Her feet now clean again.

“Did anyone notice?” I asked.

“I swear every person I walked past looked at my feet”

“That’s because they’re cute”

“No, it’s because they were covered in about a litre of thick white cum”

I laughed, making her laugh too. If as many people as she said saw her cummy feet, none said anything. I looked at Ian and saw his napkin was now screwed up on his plate. He then slid his own chair back and stood up. He’d cleaned himself up well. I couldn’t see any sign of cum on his grey shorts. Nor could I see any sign of the huge bulge that had so impressed Juicy.

“What are you planning now?” I asked Juicy

“Nothing. What else can I do? I’ve let him take pics of my feet, let him put my sandals on for me, let him massage my feet and I’ve given him a footjob, making him cum on my feet”

“You could make him suck your toes. You could use your sandals and give him a sandaljob” I suggested.

“Now you say that, it would be interesting to see what my sandals look like on his dick. I’d like to see it rather than just feel it”

“You don’t fancy having your toes sucked?”

“I do, but he might not want to taste his own cum”

“You should still ask him”

“Maybe I will”

Once lunch was over, we got a brief tour of the winery. We walked together as a loose group. I got talking to Grant as we looked at the facilities. Juicy was talking to Kylie and Ian, now that he’d had Juicy’s feet all over his dick, was keeping his distance from her. He was with his two mates straggling along at the back.

We got back onto the bus to the next winery. I sat on the seat by myself, but instead of sitting next to me, or immediately behind me, Juicy went right to the back to sit on the full width back seat. She didn’t tell me her intentions, but I suspected she wanted to tempt Ian to follow her so she could either see his cock, or get him to suck her toes.

Ian calmly walked past me and the seat he’d been previously sitting on and walked to the back as if it was normal. He sat down on the back seat, right against the window. Juicy was sat in the middle of the seat facing down the aisle. As we drove off I glanced over my shoulder and saw that Juicy had taken her sandals off. She’d also shuffled towards Ian. I couldn’t see what they were doing, nor could I see where her sandals were. I got an instant erection, thinking about what she might be doing to him with her sandals. I kept glancing over my shoulder, but the only clue to what was happening, was Juicy looking down towards Ian’s crotch. I couldn’t see her arm, or Ian below the shoulders, so for all I knew, she was giving him a handjob.

We arrived at the next winery, where everyone again piled off the bus, well everyone except Ian, Juicy and I. As I stood up and looked around, I could see that Juicy had her right sandal back on, but her left one was nowhere to be seen and she was still focused on Ian’s crotch. He too was looking down. I decided to leave them to it, so got off the bus and joined the others at the tasting counter.

I stood next to Kylie, paying closer attention to her feet. I loved her sexy sandals and up close her feet looked really cute and had well painted toenails. I managed to get this good shot of her feet as I stood next to her:

Juicy arrived, standing closely behind me, but Ian was nowhere to be seen. I looked down at her feet and didn’t notice any cum on her feet or sandals, which for some reason made me feel jealous. The thought ran through my mind that she’d been sucking his dick and had swallowed his cum rather than let him cum on her feet or sandals.

“What happened?” I asked quietly.

“He got his dick out”

“I gathered that was what you were looking at”

“That’s all I did too”

“Bullshit”

“Apart from passing my sandals to him, I didn’t touch him in any way”

“You didn’t wank him or suck his dick?”

“Alright. After you got off the bus, I sucked his dick”

“Why?”

“Because it’s a gorgeous dick with a huge mushroom head and it looked amazing with my sandal on it”

“Did he cum?”

“No”

“Bullshit”

“He didn’t. He reckoned he couldn’t cum again so soon”

“But you were prepared to let him cum in your mouth?”

“I wasn’t going to let him cum in my mouth. Although I could taste his cum from earlier. I wanted to feel that huge head in my mouth”

“Did you wank him too?”

“No. I didn’t touch his dick until after you got off the bus. Only my sandals had touched it as we drove here. I actually wanted to see him cum on my sandals”

“Was he wanking then?”

“He was stroking it with my sandal yes”

“Why suck him?”

“Once his dick was through the straps, I was feeling horny seeing my sandal on his gorgeous dick. It looked even bigger than it felt earlier, it’s all veiny and pink. His mushroom head was all shiny and swollen”

“So, you’re telling me you couldn’t help yourself?”

“Pretty much, yes. He’s literally got the biggest head you could imagine. I don’t think there’s a girl on this tour who wouldn’t have sucked it given the opportunity. I can’t believe how big that head is, it’s ridiculous”

“You’re making me jealous”

“Good. You got me into all this in the first place”

“It does get me excited, but I can’t help feeling a little jealous”

She slipped her hand into my pocket and grabbed my dick, squeezing it tightly.

“Good”

“Don’t, we’ll get caught”

“Nobody has caught me yet today”

“Alright then, but not through my pocket, do it properly”

She smiled and pulled her hand out of my pocket. Instead slipping it through my waistband and into my shorts. Her fingers skilfully curled around my erection and she stroked my dick as she gripped it tightly. I felt so excited, thinking about what she’d done with Ian and what she’d done with her Yoga instructor Adam. As she stroked my dick, it dawned on me that she’d probably been sucking him off as part of her weekly yoga footjob ritual.

“Yours seems small now” She said, trying to make me even more jealous

“I don’t care”

“Are you going to cum?”

“Not here”

“I’ll suck you”

“Not here”

“Where then? I want to make you cum”
“On the bus”

“Ok”

She pulled her hand back out of my shorts, just as Ian arrived. He stood next to me and even smiled at me. I couldn’t believe how audacious he was. He didn’t realise I knew what he’d been doing with my girlfriend, which made it even more audacious. The cheeky bastard had taken pics and video of her feet, massaged her feet right in front of me, got an under the table footjob from her right next to me and then wanked with her sandals sat closely behind me, before she’d sucked his dick.

We did some wine tasting and then got back onto the bus to travel to the next winery. This time Juicy led me by the hand to the back of the bus. She took the window seat, so I sat right next to her. My dick was still erect thinking about the naughty things she’d done. She didn’t waste any time, pulling my dick and balls out over my shorts waistband. She was already wanking me by the time everyone else got onto the bus. Ian sat back in his original seat and was talking to Simon as we drove off. Everyone else was talking between themselves, luckily nobody was paying any attention to Juicy and I, which was a good thing, because seconds after we pulled away, she was sucking my dick. She kept sucking it too, all the way to the next winery. I came just as we pulled into their carpark. People were already getting off the bus as she licked and sucked my dick clean.

We got off the bus and walked with the others to the tasting counter. Now that she’d made me cum too, I felt less jealous. In fact, now I wanted to check out the other two girls’ feet. I’d caught glimpses of both Lisa and Tabitha’s feet and wanted to get closer to them for a proper look. It was Lisa I aimed for first. Her sandals were unusual and her feet very cute. Not gorgeous, but very cute in a pale skinned and innocent sort of way. I stood behind her as we started sampling the wines and took the opportunity to get this pic:

Juicy saw me taking the pic, but instead of shaking her head like she normally does if she catches me taking pics of other girls’ feet, she smiled. Then she turned toward Ann and started talking to her.

It was Juicy’s turn to get jealous next. Our whole group sat down around some low tables, sitting on comfortable sofas. Ian had positioned himself next to Ann and was sneakily taking pics and video of her feet which she’d propped on the edge of the low table.

“Looks like he’s moved on already” Juicy said to me as she looked over at Ian.

“If he massages her feet, then I’d say you’re probably right” I replied, trying to make her jealous.

And that’s exactly what happened. A few minutes later Ann’s sandals were on the floor and her feet were on his knees. He began massaging them, which still looked very clumsy, but she was obviously enjoying it. Rob wasn’t even slightly bothered as he talked to Tabitha. Completely unaware that the guy massaging his wife’s feet probably had an erection as he did it and had already had a footjob (and blowjob) from one of the other girls in the group (Juicy). Ann was getting really into it and started to show signs that she was getting turned on by it. Her right foot which was closer to his crotch, was drifting ever closer to it. Only Juicy and I seemed to notice as her foot crept towards what was now an obvious bulge.

Ian kept massaging her left foot as if nothing unusual was happening. Ann pressed her right foot into the bulge, her toes curling over his head as she did. Ian didn’t even jump, nobody else was even looking. Ann was even more brazen than Juicy had been when she’d stroked him under the table. I looked closely as Ann’s toes caressed Ian’s dick through his shorts. His erect dick was pointing forwards, the tension of his shorts keeping it in position as she stroked her foot over it.

“I got there first” Juicy said, leaning in close to me.

“Do you think he’d be ready to cum again by now?” I asked, deliberately trying to make her jealous.

“Probably. If she keeps going, he’ll cum for sure”

“She’s not stopping”

And she wasn’t. She was getting more brazen. Stroking her toes up and down his bulge, curling her toes over the head each time she went up. His dick was now obviously erect. Ian was still massaging her left foot, which seemed to take the focus away from what her right foot was doing. Everyone else was chatting and laughing, even Juicy and I, although we both kept glancing over at Ann’s foot stroking Ian’s dick.

“I’m going to ask him to suck my toes” Juicy said as she stared at his crotch.

“He might not be interested now”

“He will be”

“What if she makes him cum?” I asked, really trying to make her jealous now.

“I don’t think that’ll happen. Look, I think Rob has noticed”

I looked at Rob and he was staring at his wife’s foot clearly caressing the young guy’s dick as he massaged her other foot. Strangely, Rob didn’t say or do anything, he just stared at his wife openly stroke another guy’s dick as we all sat around them. I noticed Ann look over at Rob and saw them exchange a weird look, that sort of said it’s ok. Rob smiled as Ann lowered her left foot and placed it next to Ian’s bulge. She then pushed his dick towards it with her right foot, splaying her toes so that she got Ian’s dick between her big and second toe. She brazenly stroked up and down his dick with her right foot, pressing it against her left foot. It was now obvious to anyone who looked that way. Rob knew she was rubbing his dick, but it would appear that he approved of what she was doing. Maybe we had a third foot fetish guy on our tour after all. Somehow, nobody else seemed to notice as Ann gave Ian a public footjob.

“I never expected to see that” I said to Juicy. Wondering how Ian remained so calm and how Rob didn’t react.

“Me neither”

At this stage, everyone had finished their drinks and most started getting up ready to leave. Ian sort of hovered his hands over Ann’s feet as if he was still massaging them, but the only massaging going on was her feet on his dick. The three young couples and our guide started walking towards the exit, as Ian’s two mates went to use the bathroom. I wanted to stick around for as long as possible, in order to see what Ann was prepared to do. Juicy was equally reluctant to leave. Rob stood up and nodded to Ann, who got his signal. Ian didn’t even notice Rob, his focus on the beautiful mature feet wrapped around his dick. She kept rubbing for a few seconds, smiled at Rob and pulled her feet away from Ian’s dick. She turned and lowered her feet, slipping them straight into her sexy old school sandals, then her and Rob, holding hands, walked away. I followed closely to see if I could hear what they were saying.

I didn’t hear much, but it sounded like Rob said something like “Did you enjoy teasing that young fella?” To which she replied “I wasn’t teasing him, I was trying to make him cum”. Rob then asked “Did he?” to which replied “I don’t think so”. That was it, they just held hands and walked to the bus.

The three young couples were already on the bus when Rob, Ann and I got aboard. I sat behind them to see if they’d talk about Ann’s behavior, but they instead talked about the nice wines they’d tried. Simon and Tim got on board next and sat in their original seats. Juicy and Ian missing in action again. I decided to go and look for them, so quickly got off the bus and headed to where we’d been sitting. I wasn’t really surprised by what I saw. Ian hadn’t moved from his seat, but Juicy was now sat next to him. He had his back to the doorway that I entered through, but Juicy was sat sideways next to him. I could clearly see her raised leg and her foot up at Ian’s face. He was either kissing or sucking her toes. And I knew if I got close enough without startling them, that her other foot would be in his crotch, probably rubbing his dick, which was probably out of his shorts now.

Juicy glanced in my direction and nodded. Ian didn’t see her do that as he continued sucking her toes. I decided to leave them to it and go back to the bus, planning to tell the others that Juicy and Ian were talking to the winemaker.

It was another five minutes before Ian got back on the bus. He sat in his original seat and smiled over at me. Juicy climbed aboard about a minute later. She had a big grin on her face as she walked towards me. I glanced down at her feet and saw that they looked wet. Not with cum, but with water maybe. She sat down next to me and smiled up at Ian, as she crossed her legs and flapped her foot for him. We were due to finish our tour at a brewery, so we headed off now that everyone was back on the bus.

“Why are your feet wet?” I asked her.

“I had to wash them”

“Why?” I asked, already knowing the answer.

“Because he came all over them again”

“You’re a naughty girl”

“I am”

“I saw him sucking your toes”

“I was footjobbing him at the same time”

“I thought so”

“He was still rock hard from what Ann had done”

“I’m not surprised, I was rock hard from just watching her”

“He came quickly”

“With one foot?”

“No, both. I let him suck my toes first, then used both feet”

“Good girl”

“I am”

“Is that all that happened?”

“I must confess to sucking his dick again”

“Why?”

“Because his mushroom head looked so inviting”

“So, you tasted his cum?”

“Yes, that’s why he beat me back to the bus. I’d already cleaned him up”

“Good girl”

“I think he’s done too”

“Not surprised”

“Do you think she’ll try again?” She asked indicating Ann.

“No, I don’t think so. They’ve hardly mentioned it. I think she’s had her fun”

“Good. I want him to finish the day thinking about my feet”

“He’ll never forget your feet”

We arrived at the brewery and this time everyone piled off the bus together. Ian stayed close to Simon and Tim. The rest of us hung together in a loose group. I had one more pic I was desperate to take. I wanted to capture Tabitha’s feet. She, in my opinion had the prettiest feet in our group. She probably had the most boring sandals, but they still made her feet look sexy. I wondered how sexy they’d look in Ann’s sexy sandals. I made sure I got close enough so I could catch a good shot of her sexy feet:

We had some small samples of beer and then each chose a pint. We then moved to the outdoor lawn area where we enjoyed more banter. The group was now relaxed and a good way to being drunk after all the wine and beer we’d sampled. There was no awkwardness, even Ian and Rob chatted together, like nothing had happened. After about an hour, we got back onto the bus and headed back to the main town and our accommodation. It was interesting watching the farewells as each group got dropped off. Ian’s group were the first off the bus, but made a real effort to go around saying goodbye to everyone. It was no surprise that Ann and Juicy made the biggest fuss of him though, both kissing him on the cheek.

When we got back to our hotel, I was feeling happy. It had been a good day. An exciting day. A naughty day. My girlfriend has been giving footjobs to strangers again and I’m proud of her.

I can only imagine how much Ian and Ann enjoyed their day!

Maybe Rob enjoyed his too? Maybe Ann gave him a footjob when they got back to their room?

I got to admire Juicy’s feet close up as we sat outside enjoying the evening, before she gave me a footjob before going to bed.