A Friend of My Husband's Has A Foot & Shoe Fetish

Published early on our Previews page on Sunday, June 9, 2024.

Official publication date for the main page of our site: Sunday, June 16, 2024.

This illustrated story was submitted anonymously.

I consider myself to be one of the luckiest, and most pampered wives in the world thanks to my husband, and his friend Paul. That's because both of them have a foot fetish. They're into watching sports, which I could care less about, but I get to enjoy really long foot massages from both of them at the same time while they're watching a game.

As you might imagine, the three of us get super horny while they're giving me a foot massage, especially when they start kissing and licking my sexy wrinkled soles, and sucking my perfectly pedicured toes to worship my feet. As Paul likes it, but so do I because I feel so sexy in it, the only thing I'm usually wearing when they worship my feet is a bath robe. I don't wear panties, either; just the bathrobe.

Invariably, the bathrobe gets stripped away, and they end up having their way with me. My husband's always been kinky like that, and I'm pretty sure that he encouraged Paul to fuck me in front of him. Or maybe Paul just did it on his own naturally. Either way, I got off on it the first time that it happened, and I've loved it ever since.

One time, while my husband was fucking me on the couch in front of Paul, I saw out of the corner of my eye that Paul had inserted his cock in through the toe sheath of one of my Kolhapuri leather flats, which was lying next to the couch.

This is what my Kolhapuri leather flats look like, but without Paul's cock in the toe sheath.

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Here's a video screen capture, and a short video to give you a better look.

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Seeing Paul's cock in the toe sheath of one of my Kolhapuri leather flats instead of my big toe was a sight to see. From my vantage point, it looked like his cock was stuck. I was sure that it was stuck because instead of his cock sliding in and out of that toe sheath, his hand was holding onto the sides of the leather sole, and he was jerking himself off that way.

From excitement I guess, his cock was so engorged that it bulged out of both sides of the toe sheath. I was amazed!

When I gasped out loud with delight from what I was seeing, the excitement of hearing me gasp made him shoot his load all over the leather sole of that Kolhapuri leather flat.

My husband looked over at Paul at the same time, and exclaimed, "Wow! That's quite a load!"

As soon as I grabbed his cock, he moaned out loud with pleasure, and then he shot another thick load of cum. Neither my husband nor I knew that Paul has a shoe fetish. He said that he didn't want to tell us because it was too embarrassing.

"Hey, there's nothing to be embarrassed about," I told him. "You're welcome to my shoes anytime. Just make sure that you clean up after yourself so that I don't have to buy another pair."

"Of course," he replied.

The next day when Paul came over to watch another game, both he and my husband worshiped my feet again, and then like the day before, had their way with me. Like I said, I consider myself to be one of the luckiest, and most pampered wives in the world.