Chapter 3, Episode 6: The 2nd Trap
(Posted on Thursday, July 12, 2001)
This story was submitted by Blueboy.

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It is hard to imagine anything as good as the trap but the second trap was equally great. We had had great sex the night before. It was a Friday night and the kids were all out with friends for the evening. On Saturday morning the kids would sleep in until probably 10 a.m., my wife would usually wake around 7 a.m., and I would wake a little later.

I was starting to come out of a deep sleep. I awoke enough to see 6:50 a.m. on the clock. I drifted back off. At one point I awoke enough to sense that my wife was getting out of the bed. I drifted again. I felt the cool air of a Mid-western summer morning across the lower part of my body. Then something gripped my ankles. The next thing I felt was the sensation of nylon lightly rubbing the inside of both of my thighs. I woke up more and through the haziness of half awake eyes, I saw my wife. She was still in her summer pajamas (boxers and a tee) sitting between my feet with her legs toward me. They were bent slightly at the knee and her knees were holding up the bedsheet. Her arms were straight down at her side and she was holding my ankles in position. Her feet, clad in nylon, were massaging my inner thighs. She said nothing and only smiled at me.

I could hear the nylon on her feet brushing my thighs. My manhood began putting the bedsheet up in a tent. She could see this obvious effect of her attentions and continued to smile. She was very calm, collected, and diligent in her effort. Her feet moved up and one made contact with my balls. It stayed there and brushed them in various directions and then massaged them a bit. My tent was now fully pitched.

The second foot came to assist the first and all ten toes paid particular attention to my balls in every way imaginable. I was highly aroused and I could feel the pre-cum oozing out. Then a foot moved up to my shaft and rubbed it in different ways, but very lightly; so light that it did not push it against my abdomen.  Something in her approach told me to do nothing but lay there and enjoy it, so I did.

The foot worked its way between my abdomen and my dick so the top of the foot was brushing my dick. Then the second foot came up and the sole pressed against the other side of my dick so it was squeezed between the top of one foot and the sole of the other. They wiggled and worked diligently, but gently, sometimes together and sometimes moving separately.

Then the top foot moved back down and massaged my balls a little and returned to my dick. It felt amazing. I’m not sure I’ve ever been this turned on. Then she released my ankles, leaned toward me slightly and pulled the top sheet toward her until her feet and my manhood were exposed. She put her hands on the mattress behind her and with elbows locked, leaned back on them.

The top foot moved up and the sole of it worked over the head of my dick really good. The pre-cum was all absorbed into the sole of the nylon. She had it all the way up so the heel of her foot was at the head of my dick. She wiggled and worked it and as she pulled it back toward her, my dick slid inside the nylon.

She had cut a slit about 2” across between the heel and arch of the foot. As my dick slid inside, I could feel nylon all around it. She had two nylons on the foot and only the outer one was cut so that my dick was totally against the sole of her foot with the head up by her toes and the heel of her foot was just above my balls.

She wiggled it in every way and the feeling was great. Then suddenly her other foot moved back down to my balls. There I was, my dick getting stroked by the sole of her foot while her toes worked over the head and the toes of the other foot worked over my balls. I was in heaven.

This went on until I thought I could take no more. She must have thought so also because she moved the foot from my balls and placed it in between my abdomen and my dick so the top of it pressed my dick firmly against the sole of the other foot. Her feet worked with long, slow, gentle strokes.

As they worked the strokes became firmer and shorter. She leaned forward and moved her arms and suddenly I felt her fingers at my balls. They played and massaged and squeezed. The head of my dick was pressed firmly into the toe of the outer nylon and all 10 toes squeezed the head of it firmly. The strokes were now very firm and rhythmic and I felt that familiar feeling of my little soldiers getting ready to stage a jailbreak.

They burst forth thrusting themselves against the outer nylon. It looked like pudding going through a strainer and the sight of it made me cum harder. Wave after wave of orgasm rushed over me as she continued her push-pull and her fingers firmly squeezed my balls. In one last crescendo my body went rigid and her fingers squeezed every last drop out of me. Her feet held firm and motionless.

My body went limp. She released the grip of her fingers and her feet stayed on me, but without added pressure. I looked down as my manhood began to go limp and there was cum all over both sets of toes, gobs of it. She slid her foot up, releasing me from the trap and removed her cum covered feet.

She reached forward and put the sheet back up on me as I drifted off to sleep.