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My Wife, Chapter 3
Episode 3: The Elevator
(Posted on Saturday, October 14, 2000)
This story was submitted by Blueboy.

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We had reached a point where I could share my fantasies with my wife and we would act them out. Usually, I would write them out. Sometimes they didn’t work well. My wife would always attempt them, but sometimes we had to give in to the reality that her body simply couldn’t bend all the ways I could imagine in my fantasies. Other times the positions were very simple, but my staying power in my imagination greatly exceeded reality. Such was the case in, “The Elevator.”

We had never used oil to facilitate a bare footjob and I really wanted to try it. I had purchased some KY liquid at a drug store in preparation. On Saturday morning when my 17-year old daughter got up, she informed us that she and some friends were going to have a sleep-over at a friends house that night. My twin sons who were freshmen, also had plans. They were going to a wrestling party at their coach’s house.

After dinner we cleaned up the dishes. My daughter left right away and my sons were preparing for the party. When the dishes were done, my wife said that she’d drive the boys to the party. The coach lived about 9 miles away. I headed for the study and began taking the fantasy from my head and putting it into the computer.

My wife returned and put a movie in the VCR. A while later I heard her in the kitchen and then I heard the door of the microwave close. She appeared in the study and came over by me. “Whatcha doin’?” she asked.

“Writing a fantasy.” I replied.

“Is this for tonight?” She asked and I nodded that it was. “How involved is it? Can you give me the idea in a nutshell?” She asked.

I said, “In a nutshell you get your feet massaged with warm oil and then they do a little massaging of their own. But there’s a variety of positions.”

“How long does it last?” she asked.

I replied, “Maybe 20 or 30 minutes.”

“Just so you know,” she said, “the boys are expecting the party will be boring, so they think they’ll be coming home early and one of us will have to pick them up.”

I really didn’t want to wait that long because I was horny to begin with and writing out the fantasy had gotten me really hot. But it would be better to wait and know that we wouldn’t be interrupted.

The fantasy was incredible. It began with my wife on her stomach on our bed wearing her white cotton panties and sleeveless top. I am on my haunches (knees down, sitting on the heels of my feet) with my knees spread. Her right foot is outside my legs and her left leg is bent at the knee with the foot up in front of me. I massage it using the warm oil. After a while, she withdraws it and gives me her right foot. Her left foot drops between my legs and she immediately realizes that I have a raging hard on. She works the foot underneath my balls and uses her toes to play some marbles.

When she withdraws her right foot from my hands it goes down to join her left foot, but she simply uses the top of it to hold my dick down on the sole of her left foot. She works her left foot all about the underside of my dick until it gets tired. Then she swaps her feet and her right foot goes to work. She switches her feet when it tires and it prevents my dick from pressing up against my abdomen as her other foot wedges my dick between her big toe and next toe. She works it up and down my shaft while her other foot holds my shaft tightly between her toes.
Then she switches feet and repeats this activity.

Then she withdraws the upper foot and places it under my balls so her toes can give them a workout while the foot with my shaft between the toes presses my shaft up against my body and continues to stroke it up and down. Then she gets a tight grip right below the head and flexes her foot and ankle. She is tugging at the head of my cock in a rhythmic motion while the toes of her other foot continue to play with my balls.

Keeping her right foot under my balls she rolls onto her right side and scoots down toward me bending her knees to maintain her foot position. Her left foot has released its toe grip and it is now sole down on top of my manhood keeping it pressed against the length of her right sole. Her toes continue to work their magic on my balls and she begins to stroke with her right foot up and down the length of my shaft.  Then she holds her right foot steady underneath while her left foot works a steady stroke on top of the shaft.

Just when I think I’m about to explode, she stops and rolls onto her back. She scoots away from me so the her legs are fully extended. She instructs me to get off my haunches and sit with my legs straight out spread wide apart and lean back slightly on my hands with my elbows locked. She keeps her right foot heel on the mattress with the sole very near my manhood and places her left foot heel down on my right groin area. She angles it in toward my cock so the foot is between my abdomen and my shaft. She flexes the toes toward the shaft so the shaft is cradled by the toe knuckles of the foot while her right foot presses the shaft against the top of the left foot and she massages up and down my shaft with the toes and ball of her right foot. When her right foot tires she holds it steady while her left foot swings up and down using the heel as a hinge so the top of the foot is massaging up and down my shaft. Just when I think I’ll burst, she stops and rests.

Following her rest she moves the right foot up with the heel on my left groin. She swivels both feet down toward my manhood. Her toes are spread and both feet close in on my shaft, which is parallel to the mattress and pointed directly at her. They close in on me trapping my shaft between the big toe and next toe of both feet like two forks pinning a sausage between them. The toes of her left foot are on top of the toes of her right foot and the soles of both feet are facing me, with the oil on them glistening in the light. Her left toes squeeze my dick right below the head while the right toes begin to slide up and down my shaft in long, slow strokes.

After a couple minutes she reverses the feet so the right toes are on top of the left toes and the right toes squeeze while the left toes go up and down the shaft. After a few strokes when the left toes get up tight to the right toes she stops and holds her position for a few seconds. Then she begins to swivel her feet in opposite directions using the heels as hinges.  She swivels them about 60 degrees while the toes maintain their squeeze around the neck of my dick. This is like having two tight fitting donuts on the neck of my dick twisting in opposite directions. The feeling is absolutely electric.

I want to thrust back and forth through them as they swivel, but I cannot move to thrust in this position. She has complete control of the motion. I can see the pre-cum literally running out of my now purple cock and pooling on the sheet. Then she stops and holds her position for several minutes while I settled back from the edge of eruption.

Then she begins to move both feet up and down the length of  my shaft together in long slow strokes. She could have taken me right there if she had picked up the tempo, but she kept it long and slow and again when my cock got very purple she stopped, but this time with the soles of her feet against my abdomen and toes squeezed around the base of my tower. Again she held this position for a few minutes while I regained control.

Then she resumed her stroke until I was really hot again. This time she released her grip and told me to raise my knees up so that my feet were closer to me and flat on the mattress. I was instructed to lean back a little more. She scooted toward me sliding one leg under each of my now raised knees until her tousche was less than a foot from my manhood. She leaned toward me and applied a healthy dose of oil to my manhood which now stood tall in the light.

Then she brought the soles of her feet together around my shaft and began her stroke. She was still leaning forward and her hands gripped her ankles and she pumped her feet up and down my shaft on steady firm strokes. It was an amazing sight watching my manhood stand above her feet on the down-stroke only to disappear between them on the up-stroke.

As I was at the edge of an orgasm, she released me again, but only long enough to apply a good dose of oil to the underside of the toes of both her feet. Then she leaned back on her hands, brought the soles of her feet together again. This time she flexed her toes out and her feet moved forward and all 10 toes gripped my shaft like a small child would grip a large ice cream cone in both hands. She began flexing her ankles, which made her toes go up and down my shaft.  In this position I could thrust and she matched her rhythm to mine. The slower the stroke the longer it was, but they became increasingly faster.

Watching her tightly gripping, glistening toes go up and down my slippery shaft was a sight I couldn’t believe. Added to it was the clear pre-cum running out the tip and down over her toes. The pre-cum became increasingly cloudy as I felt a familiar feeling deep down inside me. She knew exactly where I was at and her strokes got faster and shorter and her toes focused their attention on the top half of my shaft.

Then she said, “OK, don’t hold back. Let it cum. Let all of it cum.”

My pulsing, throbbing dick erupted like a volcano. It wasn’t shots. It was streams of cum. The first one shot nearly 3 feet in the air and landed on her stomach. The second almost as high, landed on my stomach. Cum was flying everywhere. Her toes continued to pump and my dick continued to pulse and shoot for most of a minute. Finally, I gave one last big thrust and held my breath. She stopped pumping, but maintained her grip. Her feet gripping my cock were drenched in cum. I collapsed and gasped for air, but her toes didn’t relinquish their grip until I went limp in their grasp.

That’s how it was supposed to be. However, I was so hot from anticipation that it didn’t get nearly that far. The combination of the warm oil, her talented feet, and the sight and sound of it all did me in before we ever got out of the first position.

When she had the top of one foot holding me down on the sole of the other, it was incredible. I thought I’d cum right there and I would have if she hadn’t stopped to switch feet and ultimately her position, too. She knew that I was volatile and she paused for a few minutes between each switch of her feet and position.

When we got to where she had toes under my balls and she was using the toes and ball of the other foot to stroke my shaft against my body, I added some oil. As soon as she had the oil well spread, she paused because I think she knew from my breathing that I was dangerously close to cuming. Then I was looking down as she went into the next position. As her left foot gripped the neck of my cock between her two toes, I knew I wasn’t going to get past this. I watched as her toes gripped and her ankle flexed in a steady rhythm. Her sole and sculpted arch shined in the light as the toes of her other foot continued to massage my balls.

She had raised herself up onto her hands and knees and looked back to see what was happening. About that time, the pre-cum which was running onto her toes and sole with each tug suddenly turned cloudy. She gave up hope of getting all the way through the fantasy, stopped looking back and seemed to have a new determination to her footwork. I looked down at that beautiful shiny foot working its magic on me and lost control. I looked up to see the first shot land on her back. The second landed on her butt.

I continued to erupt as she continued tugging and massaging. I could see my dick pulsing as her foot continued tugging. She didn’t stop tugging until I started to soften. The sole of her foot had pools of cum on it. As I leaned back she removed her feet, turned over on her back, and promptly used the soles of both feet to rub my own cum back onto my manhood. What a sight!

We decided to call this position “the elevator” because everything is up the shaft so quickly.

This story was submitted by Blueboy.

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