Barefoot & Pregnant
(Posted on Saturday, April 21, 2001)
This story was submitted by John H, the foot fetishism King.

I`m writing this story as a continuing new account that just happened to me this past weekend. I say continuing, because it`s about Donna from my an earlier story that I wrote about Donna, My Best Friends Wife.

Donna and James are expecting their first child, due around August. Now, because James and I are the best of friends, we often talk about everything under the sun. From work to more hot topics like of course sex. Because I`m still single, James always gets a kick listening to some of my wild stories. And for me being curious, I had to ask him about what`s it like to fuck a pregnant women. James stated that Donna was like a hungry little slut. He said with her being now 5 months pregnant, her sex drive had really kicked into ultra high gear. Listening to James describe how Donna`s breasts had grown and began to fill with milk made me start to get horny.

Donna before pregnancy was a hot sexy girl and I could only dream of what she looked naked. I still have thoughts everytime I see her about that night when I had my way with her absolutely incredible bare feet. This past Monday I recieved a call from James asking me if I could possibly pick-up about four boxes of baby furniture that he and Donna recently purchased. I told him, "sure" and that I could "pick the stuff up on Saturday." James couldn`t help me because he had to work and the store would close before he got off.

Well, Saturday finally arrived and I picked up the furniture and drove it over to Donna's and James' home. Ringing the door bell, Donna`s sister opened the front door. "Hi John," Stacy said (note, I have to write a story later about Stacy).

"Hello," I said, "just wanted to drop off the furniture."

"Donna will be right here. She`s on the phone and I`ve got to run." Stacy explained as she bounced out the door.

I watched Stacy walk to her car glancing of course down at her tan legs.
Donna finally walked up to the door and I had to do a double take. Wow, for every guy out there that doesn't know, a pregnant woman has this glow of something that`s amazing about her.

"Hi John," Donna chirped. "Please bring the stuff on in."

After bringing all of the boxes in and checking to make sure that everything was there, I had to comment Donna on how truly great she looked. She was wearing a loose sweat shirt type dress and tennis shoes. I also couldn`t help but notice how big her breasts had gotten. Because of her petite size, her tits looked like mini Goodyear blimps.

"Please," Donna stated, "sometimes I feel like a fat cow. You know I`ve gained almost twenty pounds. Well, would you like a cup of coffee?"

"Sure. Thanks a lot. I sure could use one."

"Come into the kitchen and sit down for a few minutes," she offered. "Black or cream and sugar," she asked as she poured a couple of fresh cups.

"Black will be just fine. Thanks," I replied as I took in a deep whiff of the fresh brew while also taking in a view of Donna`s huge chest. I could feel my dick begin to stiffen as evil thoughts entered my mind. "My god, I don`t believe she`s wearing a bra." I thought to myself.

"Say John, do you think you could help James put some of the baby`s furniture together?"

"Well," I said not really wanting to leave just yet. "If you want, I`m off today and I don`t mind assembling some of it now."

Just as I said that, the phone rang. Donna got up to answer it. It was James. He was calling to see if I had any trouble picking up the furniture. When Donna told him that I was going to stay awhile and try to put some of this stuff together, for a brief moment I thought that my new plans might shange. But, when Donna hung up the phone with a smile that everything was okay, I felt real happy. I told her to go ahead and do whatever she had planned and "don`t worry about me. I will call if I need you."

A couple of hours passed and I had everything finished. "Hey Donna," I called. "It`s done." I guess what I hadn`t noticed in putting together the stuff was that Donna had taken off her tennis shoes. Now, even if I were blind I would see a pair of beautiful feet like hers. Donna had them painted a medium shade of hot pink and she was wearing an ankle bracelet. I couldn`t help but to stare at her bare feet. I guess that`s why I didn`t hear her talking to me. "Oh, I`m sorry Donna. What did you say?" It turned out to be her thanking me. "No problem for me," I stated.

"Well, you might as well stay because James will be here in about an hour and a half and he will need someone to help move a few things around to make room for the new furniture." With that said, Donna sat down and turned on the television. I went to the bathroom for a minuite. When I returned, I sat across from Donna. They have a somewhat large family room, so you can see the tv from almost any angle.

Not wanting to stare, I just couldn`t help but to glance over across the room at her feet. Then up to her huge tits and so on. It became a game for me of mind over matter or the other way around and time was running out. "Say Donna, do you get James to rub your feet at night to help you sleep better?" I couldn`t think of anything better to say.

When she answered, "no" saying, "he hardly ever rubs my feet," I knew that I might have a small chance to get my hands on them again, this time while she was wide awake and sober. I made my move.

"What do you mean he hardly ever rubs your feet?" I asked her. "I`ve got to talk to him about that. There are hundreds of  nerve reflexes in the feet. Can I show you one or too and then you could later show James the best places to rub?"

Donna responded, "Sure, I don`t care."

I can`t write in words exactly how I felt. I quickly moved over to where she was sitting and got on my knees in front of her. "Just sit back in the chair and relax." I had to fight myself to stop my hands from shaking with excitement. "I can`t possibly believe this," I thought as I picked up her right bare foot. I began a light massage up and down her tender silky smooth sole, using my thumbs to play with her sole.

"Wow. That feels some kinda nice," Donna whispered softly. "Please do the other one also."

As if she had to ask twice. I was now starting to sweat as the intense passion began to build up inside of me. "Donna, you have very beautiful feet. I can`t believe that James doesn`t rub and do other things to them." I looked up at her only to see her eyes closed  as she was now cupping her left breast. "Oh my god. She`s actually getting turned on." I thought to myself as I picked up the pace, lightly blowing my breath across her toes. Every time I would do that, her toes would flex and bend. I listened for any sudden changes in her breathing as I could only dream of how hot and wet her dripping pussy must be.

What happens next is the still absolutely amazing. Donna stopped squeezing and rubbing her tits and then she told me to stop rubbing her feet. I immediately wondered if I had gone too far with her. "Stand up," she now ordered me. Without a second notice, Donna reached out and grabbed the bulge in my trousers. I jumped a little, but I didn`t make a move to escape her soft caress. It was all happening so fast! She told me to unzip my pants and take them off.

I knew that this was wrong, but the room smelled of raw sex. I unzipped my fly and exposed myself fully to her. Donna then got on her knees and took a deep breath. "God I need this," she said as she took my dick deep into her mouth while running her tongue up and down my thick shaft. I held her head softly in my hands as she proceeded to vacuum my dick. Nothing has ever happened like this to me before. Even though she is my best friend's wife and pregnant with his child, I can`t remember ever having such a beautiful woman want my cock so badly. And what`s even more incredible is the skill that she had in cocksucking! This was as good a blow-job as I have ever had in my life and it was now only a matter of seconds before I was going to blow inside of her mouth.

When Donna felt my spasms, she intensified her sucking, forcing me to scream in delight. "I`m going to cum," I yelled out and cum I did. Torrents of cum shot from my twitching dick straight down her throat! "My God, Donna! You`re the fucking best!" I told her as the last spurts of cum leaked onto her chin.

Finally when I was finished, she looked up at me with a look of absolute contentment on her face. "Thanks John," she gushed. "I needed that so badly."

"Stand up baby," I said to Donna, helping her to her feet. "Let me see if I can help ... you know." I lifted her dress, exposing her bulging belly and those milk filled breasts. Donna was wearing black panties which were stained with her dripping cunt juices. I couldn`t take my eyes off of her huge darkened nipples. After slipping off her wet panties, I told her to lie down on the couch. When she was finally in position with her legs spread wide apart, I leaned forward, pushing my face into her massive jungle of soaked pubic hair. I began tonguing her hot little silt!

Donna`s pussy was sweet as honey. I worked my tongue up and down her crack until her clit was fully erect and exposed. I flicked my tongue over it`s head, gradually increasing the pleasure until Donna was writhing all over and pleading with me to stop! My face was saturated with her juices and she was bucking like a horse on the couch. Donna`s breathing was becoming more labored as her orgasm was spreading over her body.

"Oh John," she cried out. "I`m fucking cummimg really hard."

Then it happened. Her whole body stiffened when the first wave swept over her body! It seemed to last forever, one after another. My face was also now covered with sweat, sex, and hot sticky pussy juice. My dick had regained it`s full strength and I was finally going to fuck her feet. As Donna was coming down off her intense orgasm, I quickly grabbed her warm bare feet together and thrust my cock in between her arch and soles. After probably a brief three minuites, I shot a much smaller load of cum over her pink toes.

Wow, what a wild time that was for both of us. We had to quickly clean things up as James would arrive at any second.  We made it just in time and I stayed for some time after. We moved the furniture and we all had dinner. I don`t know what`s going to happen next. If James ever finds out or if Donna and I are ever alone together?

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John H. ( the foot fetishism King )