Naughty Nap Time With My Feet
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"You want to do what?" I asked my husband.

"I want to watch him play with your feet," he answered me with an embarrassed grin.

"That's what I thought you said," I replied.

The guy my husband was talking about is someone who had friended me on Facebook after I noticed he had replied to some of my posts in support of my political views. The reason my husband knew about him is because I told him that a new Facebook friend of mine had sent me a private message to tell me I had really nice looking feet.

At the time, I had asked my husband, "I'm pretty sure he has a foot fetish."

"It seems that way," my husband had replied.

My husband has a foot fetish, and he always finds it arousing whenever I tell him about another guy who has a foot fetish. As it turned out, this other guy is married, and on occasion he sometimes plays with his wife's feet when she's asleep. When he asked me if my husband ever did that, I told him he used to, but he no longer does.

One thing lead to another in our private chats, and I guess because I was a little envious that his wife enjoyed that kind of naughty play time when I no longer did, I have to admit that I lead him on a little by letting him think that I'd let him play with my feet while I was taking a nap. As I should have expected, he told me he'd love to do that.

I remember telling my husband, "I didn't think he'd take me seriously."

With a mischievous grin, my husband replied, "I'm glad he did."

More out of curiosity than anything else, although I'll admit that I was aroused by the idea of having another man play with my feet, I asked my husband, "So I should just invite him over?"

"Sure," he answered back with a knowing glimmer of hope that I would.

"I don't know," I said to him. "I'm not so sure I should do that."

"But you know you'd like it," he told me.

"Well then," I stammered a bit, and goaded him on, "maybe you should invite him."

"But we're not Facebook friends," he said.

"You can still send him a private message," I explained to him.

"I'd be happy to," he told me, "but I don't want to do it if it's something you don't really want to do."

"I'm up for it if you are," I assured him.

My husband's eyes lit up, and a huge smile was on his face as he said to me with excitement, "I can't believe how turned on I am by the thought of watching him play with your feet."

"While I'm napping," I reminded him.

"Yes," he confirmed, "while you're napping, which will make it extra naughty."

"The maybe you should plan that with him," I encouraged my husband. "That way," as I explained it, "I don't have to engage with him at all, and he can just leave after he plays with my feet."

"That sounds like a plan," he told me. "Thank you for letting me do this," he added. "This is going to be a lot of fun."

Knowing ahead of time that my husband was going to contact my Facebook friend, I immediately contacted him myself to let him know what had just happened.

Thinking of how I wanted things to go, I asked the guy, "Would you mind if I pretend to stay asleep when you come over? I mean, I really like the idea of having you play with my feet as if I'm just dreaming about it. Does that make any sense?"

"I love that idea, and yes, it does make sense," he answered back.

It didn't take long for my husband to arrange for my Facebook friend to come over. Admittedly, as I was taking a really long bath just before my so-called nap time, I was getting hornier and hornier with anticipation of being pleasured so naughtily.

The video that's linked in my story doesn't show my feet as they're of another woman, but I wanted to give you guys a taste of what it was like for me to enjoy the pleasures of having my feet played with so naughtily while I was supposedly taking a nap, and unaware.

I didn't know it for sure until after our fun had been enjoyed, but my husband had arranged to have my Facebook friend come over while he was out of the house. But that arrangement didn't surprise me.

After all, years ago when we were swingers, he liked to have our friends with benefits come over to "surprise" me while I was home alone, and "unaware" that I was going to be sexually ravished by an invited guest, or multiple guests as he sometimes arranged it.

Of course, I always knew ahead of time what had been arranged; not the particulars, but the basics. With my Facebook friend, it was no different as both my husband, and the other guys playfully discussed with me the details after we had enjoyed ourselves.

So as I had done before after taking a long bath while I was home alone, but this time a little differently because of the nap time play date that had been arranged, I got under the covers completely naked, and placed a sleep mask over my eyes.

As I was told about the details of it later, my Facebook friend retrieved a key to our house from a lock box to let himself inside. In the meantime, my husband was out so that he could enjoy the anticipation of coming back home to quietly "discover" another man playing with my feet.

For me, I was already highly aroused at home alone underneath the covers of my bed on the pretense of taking a nap while knowing full well what was about to happen. Sure enough, although the wait seemed to be much longer than it actually was, I began to feel the touch of another man's hands, and fingers all over my feet.

With great pleasure, after a while of teasing and touching my feet ever so lightly, as if he didn't want to wake me even as he knew I was just pretending to be fully asleep, I also felt the warmth of his mouth, and tongue enjoying every inch of my feet. He sucked each, and every one of my toes, and he licked my soles repeatedly, moving from one foot to another, and then back again.

As I had hoped he would do, and as he had told me he'd do if he ever had the chance, he gave me an incredibly thorough foot massage, which didn't stop at my feet as he naughtily moved on to my ankles, and then on to my calves.

But even before then he had easily discovered that I was completely naked, and so the temptation to touch the wetness of my pussy that was dripping with pre-cum was simply too tempting to resist. I didn't mind at all, and in fact I moved about as if I was in a dream state of bliss to encourage him with the body language of my desire, and consent.

I soon found myself on my side, and then on my back as he deftly, and gently moved my naked body so that he could comfortably spread my legs to tease, and pleasure my pussy and clit with his tongue and mouth.

There had been no arrangement for him to ravish me sexually even though there had been playful teasing during some of our Facebook chats about the possibility of having him "take" me all the way, as if I'd be taken against my will even though I'd be willfully compliant.

I wasn't tied down, literally, but I was very happily tied down mentally as he positioned himself in between my legs to raise them up over his shoulders so that he could enter me fully with his rock hard cock.

He knew ahead of time to use protection if or when we got to this point in our mutual desires to have intercourse, and I trusted him enough that I didn't need my sleep mask removed to confirm my safety. Besides, I was pretty sure that my husband had gotten back home long before my Facebook friend had gotten this far with me, and I knew that he'd make sure I was being protected.

I later learned from both of them that my husband had gotten back home while my Facebook friend was still giving me a foot massage. I also learned that pointers were given to best get me "ready for more" if I ended up in the frame of mind to be taken fully, which I was. After all, I was  more than ready to be fucked given the wonderful pleasure of a vibrating egg that had been liberally lubed, and inserted inside of me.

But what had really gotten me ready was the use of the heated head of a favorite massager of mine that was gently, but firmly pressed up against my engorged clitoris to make me squirt uncontrollably.

Being that this was the first time my Facebook friend had come over, it turned out that my husband was the one who induced the first series of multiple orgasms from my naked body as he knows so well how to do, and this other guy followed his lead to do the same.

In that state of extreme bliss as I became incapable of resisting had I wanted to, which I didn't, and which I only pretended to resist to heighten the excitement of being fucked against my will as I liked it, my Facebook friend had me pinned me down on the bed. With the weight of his body upon me while my legs were trapped over his shoulders, and while he held my wrists down alongside my head, I was happily immobilized as he fucked me deeply until he shot his load into a condom.

By then I had climaxed so many times that I couldn't possibly know how many.

Obviously, the pretense of me still being asleep was entirely broken, but that didn't keep us from pretending as we quietly role-played it that my sexual ravishment had simply been an intensely satisfying wet dream of an epic proportion.

The fun part for me after he left without a word having been said, and as a way of showing him that I was glad he had come over, I let him know in a Facebook private message that I had had an incredibly sexual dream about having my feet played with, and being fucked by him against my will.

In turn, he followed my lead to let me know that he had had the same dream, and he told me he hoped we'd have those same dreams again. And so we did. Repeatedly.

I can also tell you that we finally got his wife involved in our foot fetish fun, which sometimes meant live streaming between our place, and theirs. He would be at our place, and my husband would be at theirs. Other times we enjoyed 3-on-1 fun when we wives would take turns being the center of attention.

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