Donna, My Best Friend's Wife
(Posted on Sunday, December 3, 2000)
This story was submitted by John H, the foot fetishism King.

James and I have been the best of friends for years. I`m a single guy and I often hang out with James and his wife Donna. I`m going to tell you about Donna. She's 28-years old, around 5' 4" with medium length red hair. She is the cute girl next door type. The first time I met her, she was wearing shorts and sandals that showed off her absolutely beautiful feet and succulent toes. I have a very intense foot fetish and Donna definitely has the most suckable looking feet that I`ve ever seen.

Anyway, since the day that I met her, her feet became my focal point and the objects of my desire. Everytime James wasn`t around, I couldn`t help but try to catch little glances of her bare feet. I was constantly trying to figure out a way to get my hands, tongue and mouth on those sexy feet! Okay, it is very wrong to feel this way about your best friends wife, but I just couldn`t help myself.

As the year was passing by, my prayers were answered. James called me up and said that they were going out to eat at this new Chinese restaurant in town. He asked if I wanted to join them. I drove over to their place, left my car and rode to the restaurant with them. For reasons unknown, Donna seemed to really enjoy drinking those Mai-Tai drinks even though James has stated before that Donna can`t handle a lot of heavy drinking.

We all had a good time and on our way back to their place to pick up my car, James and I could see that Donna had a little too much to drink. Once we arrived back home, James had to help Donna out of the car and to the door. He asked me to help carry Donna`s handbag and also grab her shoes on the car floor which she had removed. As soon we got in the front door, Donna said that she felt sick and wanted James to get her to the nearest bathroom. I waited around just to see if she was okay before I left.

James later came downstairs and told me that Donna was okay, but that she was passed out. Then he asked me to stay there while he went to the drug store and get some nausea pills. He didn`t want to leave her alone. I watched out the window as James drove off. Everything seemed to happen so fast that I had forgotten about what an opportunity this had now given me.

I knew that it would be at least a 25 minute drive before James would return, so I went into the kitchen where I had placed Donna`s shoes and handbag. I picked up her pumps and glanced inside. I could see the size was a 6 1/2. I had to smell into each shoe, which had Donna`s hot foot scent. I could no longer resist my passion for her feet. I went upstairs looking for Donna.

James had helped her into their bedroom and I found her asleep on her back. I went over to the bed and just looked at her face. "Please don`t wake up now," I prayed. I went to the foot of the bed and softly lifted the cover from her legs. Donna was still dressed and that was fine with me as I only wanted those feet. I remember that she didn`t have on any hose or stockings at the restaurant, so her legs were bare. Just looking at her feet made my hands shake with excitement.

I began touching Donna`s bare feet and perfect toes. Her feet were so baby soft and smooth. I gently tickled her soles to see if she would wake and when she didn`t move, I went for it. I got on the bed and lifted her feet to my face and began to lick and suck every inch of her bare feet! Sucking on her toes was the best because they were so plump and soft.

In all the passion that I was giving her feet, I knew that my time left was very short. I just had to fuck her feet! I unzipped my jeans and brought Donna`s slippery feet down around my now throbbing organ. After pumping probably 10 quick times, I came and came like a horse! I screamed loud enough to wake the neighbors. I began to get dizzy and shake as I looked at Donna`s drenched feet.

Her feet seemed to look even sexier now thay they were covered with cum and I started licking them clean. This was the first time that I had ever done that. I finished, cleaned myself up, and replaced the cover back neatly over Donna. I was coming down the stairs when James opened the front door. I told him that I had just gone up to check on her.

To Donna, I will forever love your incredible feet!

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Thanks.

- JHolm57233@aol.com
John  H.( the foot fetishism KING )