They Call Her 'Sex Kristen'

*This story is written for a friend. This friend has a few kinks that align with my own - mainly to see his wife enjoyed by another man. Some of the pieces of this story are true, and some are not*

Her name is Kristen, not the Kristen from my previous stories but equally as stunning when it comes to her looks. She's 5'8" with a slim figure. She changes her hair color every few months between blonde and an auburn brown. She says this makes her feel like a new woman and makes her feel sexy.

Her breasts are a full 36B with nipples that are quick to harden when she is excited. The asset she takes the most pride in is just that, her ass. Kristen says all the trips up and down the stairs over the past few years doing laundry is the secret.

Speaking of secrets, both Kristen and her husband Jarrett have a few. Oddly enough, they share a very intimate one but both have been afraid to approach the topic with the other.

Jarrett has had a foot fetish for as long as he can remember. He loves just looking at them, touching them, rubbing them, kissing, licking and sucking them. He even really enjoys fucking them. Up until he started dating his now-wife Kristen, he was too shy to admit it to any of his past girlfriends. Sure, he would give a few foot rubs here and there, but he was always embarrassed to take the next step.

Kristen knew right away Jarrett liked feet, especially hers. The very first time he rubbed her beautiful, long, and slender size 9 feet, she could tell. He was massaging her right foot for a few minutes when her left foot accidentally brushed across his lap discovering his hard cock. Over the next few years, they would incorporate foot play in their active sex lives.

When Jarrett would travel for work, Kristen would go get a pedicure and send pictures to tease him. Jarrett would always look forward to those first days back from his work trips. The sex seemed hotter. They soon found how exciting it made them when she would pose for pictures and he would take them. After a few photos, the two of them were too worked up, stopping to have sex.

This carried on up until the first baby arrived. Typical of most relationships, the new child put a halt to their daily sex routine. Jarrett often times found himself masturbating at night. Most of those nights, it was the collection of pictures of his wife's feet. He had to have over 1,000 of them saved. Some of them in socks, but mostly of her bare feet. She loved to be barefoot any chance she had.

One particular night, there was a photo he came across that took him back to the exact day he took it. It was a trip down memory lane, and his cock was aching at the thought of it.

This hot Midwestern day in July was excruciating. Humid, sticky, and unbearable. Jarrett and Kristen decided it would be a great opportunity to spend the day at the beach. For as hot as it was, the beach was unusually quiet. The two of them thought for sure it would be packed with people looking to soak up some sun and cool down in the water.

They took advantage and picked a spot to the north a bit, away from the few stragglers that were there. The nearest group were a good half mile down. Jarrett was giddy with excitement. Lately, Kristen was really accommodating of his desire to take random, candid photos of her feet. In fact, there were a number of instances when she insisted that he get a picture of her feet.

That day was no different. Kristen had just gotten a pedicure the day before. She opted for the red color for her toes, Jarrett's favorite. If she was being honest, she liked the color too. It really gave a sexy contrast to her pale-ish toned feet. She topped off the look with a toe ring on each foot. Her right second toe, and her left third toe.

Almost as soon as they laid their towels out, Jarrett was itching to get some new content for his collection. Kristen played along, pretending not to notice him as she pulled out a book to read. Jarrett moved around getting pictures of both her soles and her toes. The bulge in his swim shorts was noticeable. He remembered looking around frequently, glad that no one was around to watch his actions.

Or so he thought.

Forty-five minutes had passed and Jarrett needed to cool down from the relentless sun. Kristen was into her book, so he went to the water alone. It was about fifty feet to the shoreline. When he got to the water, he turned to look at his wife. He admired how beautiful and sexy she looked. Then he had a familiar thought. It was one that had been creeping into his mind a lot lately.

Jarrett wanted to prove to his wife her feet were some of the most beautiful feet. If only someone other than him would tell her, maybe she would believe him. No doubt, she knew her feet were better than most. But like most wives, she thought her husband only told her that because she was his wife.

As luck would have it, today would grant Jarrett's wish, and uncover another secret of Kristen's.

Jarrett cooled off from his swim in the water. Just as he was about to get out and walk back to his wife, he saw her walking towards him. He anxiously awaited for her, smiling. Her breasts jiggling slightly with each step. When Kristen got to the water, she gave her husband a big smile followed by a twirl.

He noticed her black bikini bottoms had rode up between her ass cheeks, almost as if she was wearing a thong. Jarrett loved her ass. To him, the only thing better than getting to touch her feet was bending her over and fucking her doggystyle with both of his hands pawing at her ass.

His cock stirred in his shorts in response. Kristen slowly entered the cool water towards him. He playfully splashed her, which she did not particularly like. They spent a few minutes in the water together. They would hug and kiss periodically. Kristen seemed to be in a playful mood. They walked hand in hand back to their towels.

Jarrett plopped down first, followed by Kristen laying face down on her stomach. Being a thoughtful husband, he reached for the sunscreen and began applying it to his wife's back. She ooh'd in response. Jarrett worked lower and lower, rubbing her ass, then her thighs, calves and soles.

Jarrett then lotioned himself up as well before laying back, eventually dozing off. He wasn't sure how long he had been asleep but he was stirred awake by two voices talking. He was almost positive his wife's voice was one of them, but who was she talking to, he thought. Jarrett slowly squinted open his eyes under his sunglasses.

He looked over to his right, only to see his wife still laying face down. However, he did notice she was bending and flexing her knees. Moving her feet from laying flat to holding them up just above her butt. Jarrett loved when she did this for him, as do most guys with foot fetishes.

This is known as 'The pose.'

Then he heard that unfamiliar voice again. And it was having a conversation with his wife. Jarrett continued to lay still, pretending to still be asleep. The conversation did not last much longer, but he thought he heard this guy make a pass at his wife. Kristen seemed to really be flattered by his advances but did not bite on his offer to get together.

Jarrett waited a few minutes after he heard the man walking away before he "woke up." When he did, he tried to look and see if he noticed anyone walking away but it was too late. His wife seemed to still be in a very good mood. They agreed they should start packing up and head home for a late lunch. Kristen never mentioned the strange man to Jarrett.

Once they reached the car, they put their belongings in the trunk. Kristen grabbed a bottle of water from the cooler. She gave her feet a quick rinse before placing her sandals in the car while Jarrett climbed in to drive. Kristen then placed both of her feet up on the dashboard and asked her husband if he wanted to take a picture before he began driving.

They made the twenty minute drive home. Jarrett thought his wife seemed very interested and occupied the entire ride. Little did he know Kristen was planning a surprise for the both of them later that evening.

Jarrett agreed to put some food together while Kristen went and showered. He got busy putting a few sandwiches together and poured two glasses of lemomade. She joined him in the kitchen ten minutes later. When she did, she mentioned the surprise. Kristen finally spoke up about the guy she was talking with at the beach.

She told her husband how the random guy, soon to be introduced as Nick, approached her. Originally he came over to ask to borrow some sunscreen. Jarrett noticed his wife blushing a bit as she told him this story. He went along with the story, not yet admitting he was awake for part of it. He was still deciding if he should tell her at all.

Kristen took a long pause before telling her husband the next part.

"And then you'll never guess what he said when he handed me back the bottle of sunscreen," she said.

"How sexy you are," Jarrett guessed.

"Close, but not quite," she responded.

"Do you want me to keep guessing?" her husband asked.

"Yes, but I'll give you a hint," she said.

"Ok," he replied.

"Let's just say, you and him have something in common," his wife said smiling.

"Hmm," Jarrett answered, "That clue probably doesn't help. I can't think of anything."

"My feet honey!" she said, "He said I have beautiful feet!"

"No way!" was all Jarrett could respond with.

Kristen waited a minute before dropping the next bomb on her husband.

"He gave me his business card," she started, "He's a professional photographer."

"Oh really?" Jarrett asked interestedly.

"Yeah, I told him how you like to take pictures of my feet and he offered to make an album for us if we'd like," she said.

Jarrett could hear the excitement in his wife's voice. She seemed genuinely interested in having this stranger take pictures of her feet for them.

"When? Where?" he asked his wife.

"Tonight!" she said happily, "At his apartment. He has everything there."

"Wow!" he said shocked, "And you're sure you're ok with this? You just met him."

"Yes," she answered quickly, "I want to give this to you as an early birthday gift."

"Besides, we have a great reason to celebrate!" she said, even more excited.

"And why is that?" he asked.

Kristen then pulled the at-home pregnancy test out of her pocket, showing her husband the positive test.

"We're pregnant!" she shouted.

Jarrett got up and embraced his wife. They were thrilled with the news. They had been trying to get pregnant for months.

They were both too excited and nervous to eat much. Kristen confirmed the time with Nick and gave Jarrett his address. She packed a small suitcase with her favorite heels and outfits that her husband liked as well. Jarrett took a quick shower, trying to calm himself down. His cock was rock hard the entire time. He couldn't believe his luck.

The happy couple were pleasantly surprised to find out Nick lived only ten minutes away. His apartment complex was just built within the last year. They parked and walked to the door. Before ringing the bell, the door buzzed to let them in. Nick saw them on the camera.

They made their way to the elevator, pressing the button for the fifth floor. As they entered the elevator, Jarrett told his wife he loved her and leaned in for a kiss. Kristen kissed back.

The elevator chimed, doors opening. Down the hall to find Nick awaiting them in the hallway.

This was the first time Jarrett was able to see Nick. The first thing he noticed was the fact that Nick was black. Kristen greeted him first with a quick hug. Jarrett watched as this man's hands wrapped around his wife's waist briefly. Nick then extended his hand to him for a handshake.

They went inside and Nick gave them a quick tour. Jarrett and Kristen were both impressed with how swanky his apartment was. The floor to ceiling windows on the entire East side wall were breath taking. Kristen couldn't help but imagine how exciting having sex in this room would be. She's been known to be a bit of an exhibitionist when she is really horny.

As much as Jarrett liked the layout, he still couldn't believe he was here with his wife. He also couldn't help but be impressed with Nick himself. Jarett was no slouch when it came to looks, but Nick seemed like he walked out of a modeling magazine.

He had to be about 6'1" and a muscular 190 lbs. His hair was brown and his eyes were a hazel brown. Nick mentioned his age, 23, making him a few years younger than Jarrett and Kristen. He was wearing a white tank top and royal blue shorts that were very tight fitting. In fact, Jarrett didn't want to admit it, but he already noticed a sizeable bulge in the front.

Nick showed Kristen to his bedroom for her to change. The two guys hung out in the kitchen waiting for her. Nick offered Jarrett a drink. He almost drank half of his beer in one gulp. He was nervous, yet anxious as well. Nick told Jarrett how beautiful his wife was and that when he saw her feet, he had to say something.

This made Jarrett's cock twinge in his shorts.

After what seemed an eternity, Kristen showed herself. She was glowing. Her first outfit was a black, lace teddy, with 5" black, patent leather heels.

Nick spoke up first, complementing her look. He quickly grabbed his camera from the counter, snapping pictures as she walked towards them. Kristen had a sense of confidence.

Nick guided her to the oversized couch. Snapping pictures at a fast rate. She sat and posed in countless ways. Nick worked himself from far away to extremely close-up. He then instructed Kristen to cross her left leg over her right and dangle her heel from her toes. Nick was on the floor, snapping away. He was so close to her feet, Jarrett thought.

His wife's confidence excited him. Kristen looked over to her loving husband and smiled. He couldn't help but smile back.

Nick then reached out and removed Kristen's heel from her foot. He placed it delicately on the floor. More pictures of her bare foot now. She flexed and curled her toes as instructed. Then both feet were on display for the camera. Nick was crawling under her soles, looking up.

Jarrett was getting turned on watching all this. It was apparent Nick was too. That bulge Jarrett had noticed earlier was growing larger. His compliments and conversation with Kristen were building a lot of sexual energy in the room.

After ten or so minutes, Nick took a break and asked Kristen to change into her next outfit. She slid her heels back on and walked over to her husband. She gave him a quick kiss on the lips, then whispered in his ear, "I hope you're liking this."

Before she walked away, her right hand wandered down, giving Jarrett's stiff cock a gentle squeeze. She then disappeared into Nick's bedroom.

Jarrett was slightly embarrassed he was so excited in front of another man. Nick realized this, and immediately put him at ease.

"Ah don't sweat it man, I see it all the time," he insisted.

"Thanks," was all Jarrett could think to say.

"Hey look, she's got me all worked up too," Nick responded, grabbing and showing Jarrett his hardening cock.

Jarrett was soothed knowing he wasn't the only one, yet turned on more knowing his wife caused this other man's cock to stiffen.

Jarrett drank another beer. Just as his cock was deflating, his wife reappeared. This time she turned the corner wearing a red dress. Jarrett could feel his jaw drop. He even looked at Nick, who he witnessed giving his own cock a slow massage over his shorts.

Kristen was smiling ear to ear from their reactions. She made it a point to walk slowly and emphasize her silver heels clattering on the floor with each step. These were not quite as high as her previous black pair. They were a 4" heel, with more of a pointed toe.

Nick met her about two-thirds of the way to the couch, extending his hand. He then walked side by side with her. Nick was enjoying his view. Kristen's breasts were really pushed together in the dress, providing some great cleavage. When they got to the couch, Nick raised his hand to spin her around. Kristen spun proudly, stopping briefly so her husband and Nick could both get good look at her backside in the form-fitting dress.

Jarrett walked over and gave her a kiss. Nick then had her do some of the same poses. He added a few new ones of her laying on the couch as well. Legs outstretched on her back, and then on her front side with her feet pulled up behind her.

It was becoming quite obvious to both Kristen and Jarrett that Nick was getting more and more excited. The bulge in his shorts was now clearly visible. Jarrett was no slouch in that department. He was above average with 6.5" in length, decent girth, and a slightly oversized cockhead. Kristen would often say how much she enjoyed it. In fact, unbeknownst to Jarrett, his wife often bragged to her friends about how lucky she was that the love of her life also had such a wonderful cock.

Nick once again suggested Jarrett join his wife. He sat behind her on the couch. Kristen, who was still laying on her stomach, playfully lowered her feet onto his lap. Nick loved that playfulness and was taking photos of the couple.

"Just try to pretend I'm not here," Nick spoke to them.

Jarrett used his hands and fingers to knead his wife's soles. Attempting to give her a foot massage. Kristen moaned and groaned with each point of pressure.

"Is she ticklish?" Nick asked Jarrett.

Jarrett answered by lightly scraping his fingernails the length of his wife's size 9 soles. She responded by squealing with laughter and scrunching her toes. Nick was capturing as much of this as he could.

"Tickle both of her feet at the same time," he suggested.

Jarrett did. Kristen was kicking her legs, trying to fight it, but laying face down made it hard for her to move much. Her squeals and laughter filled the apartment. Nick was wearing a huge grin on his face.

Jarrett had done some tickling with Kristen in the past, but not much. Every once in a while during a foot massage, he would give his wife's feet slight tickles. It happened mostly when she would make sarcastic comments during the massage, and it was always in a playful manner.

Jarrett kept up the tickling assault for a few minutes. Selfishly, he did enjoy the brushing of his cock it was causing when Kristen was kicking and scrunching her toes. He could feel pre-cum already oozing in his briefs.

Jarrett took a break from tickling to caress his wife's ass. He reached for it with both hands and grabbed. This caught Kristen by surprise. Nick was right there with his camera.

After a few handfuls, Jarrett went back to giving his wife a foot rub.

"That feels wonderful," Kristen said, "Much better than the tickling."

"You mean like this?" Nick asked, now reaching out with his left hand, and tickling Kristen's right foot.

Kristen squealed louder with Nick's touch than her own husband's. Nick took such delight in this and continued to tickle her foot with one hand and take pictures with the other. Jarrett joined in and began tickling his wife's left foot.

Laughing hysterically, Kristen was trying to tell them to stop. Eventually, the guys gave her a break. When they did, Kristen was quick to flip over onto her back. She left her feet on her husband's lap.

Nick grabbed some shots while Kristen's red toes played with Jarrett's hard cock through his shorts. He suggested they mess around with each other as if he wasn't there. Kristen was quick to tease her husband more. With her left foot, she was attempting to take hold of Jarrett's cock with her toes. She raised her right foot and held it in front of his face, almost begging him to reach forward and kiss it.

Jarrett moved his head towards his wife's foot and puckered his lips. Just when he was about to plant a kiss, she pulled her foot away, giggling. Then she did it again. And a third time. This was her payback for the tickling.