Foot Cuckold for an Old Flame Ch. 03

The bar was packed with Saturday night revellers and Vicky needed to let her hair down. A horrendous week at work followed by a disastrous Friday night date had left her deflated. She was happy with her job, but it had its ups and downs. She just wished she had someone to share her life with. Moving through her 20s and into her 30s, most of her friends had partnered up and settled down. She used to feel like she had all the time in the world. But a series of nights out meeting new partners followed by luxuriant weddings was starting to leave her feeling left out. Her best friend Jen was just the latest.

It wasn't that Vicky wasn't happy for Jen. They had been friends for over 10 years and been through more than their fair share of highs and lows together. When Steve came into Jen's life Vicky was conflicted, in more way than one. First there was the concern over whether Steve coming into Jen's life would leave her more isolated, less able to spend time with her closest friend. But the other conflict was deeper. From the moment she met him, Vicky felt instant attraction for Steve. It was almost like a magnetism she could not control. His athletic body, cocky humour and chiselled good looks all made her envious. Yet Vicky knew she had to find a way to break the thoughts she was having. That was what made her tell Jen all those weeks ago the fantasy she dreamed about. She felt awkward thinking of it even now. Imagining herself having a threesome with her best friend and her partner. She could not recall what possessed her to share it.

Jen seemed fine with the revelation and even appeared to laugh it off. Yet, ever since her drunken confession, Vicky was concerned that Jen had been off with her. She had become less responsive to messages and even seemed distant when organising tonight's night out. Whilst they invited along some of their other friends, Vicky hoped to get some time alone with Jen to clear the air. Vicky knew that moment had come. She turned to see Jen striding across the dance floor towards her with a beaming smile. She was wearing a tight blue dress that hugged her toned figure paired with strappy heeled sandals. Vicky could not help but notice that in the last number of months, Jen appeared to have a lot of new outfits and heels, perhaps gifts from Steve. She leaned in for a hug as Jen reached her.

"So glad this night out made it out of the group chat! We've been talking about it for ages!" Jen laughed.

"I know! I was needing it too after the week I had!"

"No luck on your date then?"

"Sadly not. But at least the cocktails are good to drown my sorrows! Listen, Jen. I have been meaning to talk to you."

"Yeah, sure. I was hoping to talk to you too! I think the others are out at the smoking area chatting so we can use the table."

They both lifted their cocktails from the bar and walked to the quieter tables at the back of the club. They slid into the plush booth and settled themselves.

"How about you go first?" Jen said.

"I just wanted to say Jen that I am absolutely mortified at what I said to you a few weeks ago. I can't believe how bad it must have sounded, your best friend blurting out a sex fantasy involving you and your boyfriend. I just feel so bad putting you in that awkward position because I would never want to harm our friendship..."

"Vicky, listen. It's fine, honestly". Jen said, placing her hand on Vicky's forearm. "It is really not a big deal. I am the one who feels bad if it made you feel our friendship was at risk."

"It's just, I know how good you and Steve are together and you've been looking for a great guy like him for so long. I hated the idea of it coming between us. I just felt you had been a bit distant the last few weeks and was worried you felt betrayed."

"Vicky, really, you're reading too much into this. I mean, think about it, your fantasy was with both me and Steve there, not just you and Steve. Plus, I know you're not one of those girls who goes around stealing other people's boyfriends. You admitted it. I just put it down as an innocent fantasy. Plus, I was just taking some time to think about it."

"Think about it?" Vicky said surprised.

"Well, yeah. The truth is Vicky, I think we've known each other longest within our friend group. We go way back. So, I feel like I can share things with you."

"Absolutely Jen. Anything."

"Well. I thought tonight I would let you in on something. A secret between Steve and I. If you promise not to share it."

"Of course not Jen. My lips are sealed."

"Well." Jen began, sliding closer to Vicky on the seat beside her. "What if I told you, Steve and I have already had someone else in the bedroom before?"

"What!? Are you serious? You've had a threesome?"

"Well, maybe not in the way you'd think." Jen said wryly, sipping her cocktail.

"What do you mean?"

"The thing is Vicky. Steve admitted to me shortly after we started dating that he had a thing about being watched whilst having sex. He hadn't really experienced it properly, but he was into the idea of someone being there watching us. Truthfully, I was kind of into it too."

"And you actually found someone to watch? Like a random stranger?"

"Not a total stranger. Do you remember the quiet, shy guy I dated before Steve? Would have been about 3 months before him. I think you met him at a house party once."

"Wait, you're not serious!? You got your ex to watch you having sex with Steve!? Wasn't he the one who also had the foot fetish thing?"

"That's him! Yes, I talked to him and suggested the idea and he was into it."

"He was into it? What did you say to him?"

"Well, that's where the fun part comes in." Jen replied, her mouth curling into a smirk. "I met him for coffee and a chat. Just a casual walk. After chatting to him a bit to test the water, he made a confession himself. Not only was he into feet. He told me he also had a thing for something called 'cuckolding'. It's basically where he gets to watch a woman have sex with another man. Specifically, he said he had fantasized over the thought of watching me having sex with other men, even when we were still dating."

"Oh. My. God!" Vicky gasped. "So, you had sex with your new boyfriend whilst your ex sat and watched?"

"Well, watching mainly, but that as well as doing a few other things..." Jen said mischievously.

"I can't take much more of this Jen! There is more?"

"Well, part of what gets him, Steve and I off is the power dynamic. He likes to be submissive whilst Steve and I are in control. So, he worships my feet, like licks them and sucks my toes, and we order him around whilst we have sex. He loves it and honestly Vicky, Steve and I got into it too. In fact, it has sort of become a long-term thing."

"How many times have you done it?"

"By now? Dozens. Plus, he likes to spoil us with things. Who do you think paid for our drinks tonight, plus this nice ensemble." Jen purred, modelling her dress and heels.

"You're serious? So, you have your kinky foot perv ex as a cuckold?"

"Exactly. Which leads to what I wanted to talk about tonight."

"There is more you wanted to talk about? I feel like you've been doing most of the sharing tonight!" Vicky giggled.

"Well, the next part is more of an ask and I know it is a big one, so don't feel any pressure or awkwardness at all if you don't like the idea. But, how would you fancy sharing the experience?" Jen said with a warm smile.

"Wait. You mean, joining in?"

"Yes. The truth is Vicky, the reason I have maybe been a bit distant the last few weeks was because I was thinking it over with Steve and my cuck. From talking it over with both, they seemed more than happy. If you wished to join..."

"Join how?" Vicky asked, her eyes widening.

"Well, for an evening of fun. It would work quite simply. The same as all our usual date nights. My ex would pay for you, Steve and I to go out. He would fund dinner, drinks, taxis, as well as you and I getting pedicures and sexy heels naturally. We have some fun on the town, get friendly. Then head back to my place. My ex would be waiting there. From there, well, I think you can guess the rest. You, Steve and I have a bit of fun together whilst he watches and worships our feet."

"He doesn't do anything else? What exactly does worshipping mean?"

"That's all he is into and all he is allowed to do, it's part of the fun. Mainly it means massaging, sniffing, licking your feet and sucking your toes. That sort of thing. I had never experienced it until I started dating him, but I have got into it now. It's so hot getting fucked whilst he is on the floor sucking your toes. It's like sensory overload."

"Steve is that good then?" Vicky asked, her mouth curled into a smirk.

"He is amazing. With that gym-built body as well as being well equipped. He really knows how to throw you around. Does this mean you're interested in finding out just how good he is?"

"I think you've talked me into it Jen." Vicky replied.

"Amazing!" Jen said, leaning in for a hug. "You won't regret it Vicky. I think we'll have a lot of fun! I'll let the guys know and we can book in for our mani pedi at the salon." Jen chirped, removing her phone from her handbag.

The rest of the night went by in a daze for Vicky. She noted Jen striding across the dancefloor to meet Steve and whispering in his ear before the couple turned to smile towards her. She had been worried going into tonight that her friendship with Jen was in tatters but by the end of the night they had agreed to become more intimate than ever before. Yet, Vicky also felt a sense of trepidation. What had she signed up for? She only vaguely remembered the timid guy Jen dated before Steve. Slim built and slightly shorter than her in stature. It seemed to make sense to her that he would be into something kinky. But whilst she giggled at the foot fetish, as all the girls in the friend group had, she had no idea he also fantasized over watching Jen with other guys. More than that, he was now going to experience that fantasy with Jen and another woman.

Yet whatever curiosity she felt for the cuckolding side of the evening was vastly overshadowed by her trepidation of having sex with her best friend's boyfriend. Before her vivid dream, Vicky had only daydreamed about Steve. The dream unlocked new deeper fantasies. Twice since she had the dream, Vicky found herself coaxing herself to bliss at night with her sex toy, imagining Steve thrusting deep inside her, driving her wild whilst Jen looked on with a wicked smile. As the evening drew closer, Vicky's mind raced at how hot it would be, enjoying her best friend's hunky lover whilst her friend encouraged her. The appointment came and went with Jen at their favourite nail salon.

"Do we get anything special?" Vicky asked.

"Go for French tipped. It is his favourite." Jen giggled.

The pedicure was relaxing as the skilled therapist massaged, softened, moisturised and pampered Vicky's feet and toes.

"Happy to take a quick pic? I like to tease him." Jen quietly whispered.

"Of course." Vicky replied.

She watched as Jen snapped a picture of both their freshly pedicured feet and wrote a message. Vicky read what Jen typed, noting reference to how excited they both were for date night and hoped her little cuck was ready to worship 4 sexy feet and 20 tasty toes. The following day, they went shopping and Vicky was struck by the arrangement. She and Jen picked out two sexy strappy dresses and pairs of heels. Jen sent a picture of the receipt to her cuck and within minutes she had a notification from her banking app of money going into her account.

"I can't believe how easily you slipped into this." Vicky said as they sat for coffee.

"I know! I mean, I always had a few things I was into. Never exactly vanilla. But experiencing this for the first time just seemed to unlock something. It just seemed a natural fit."

"Aren't you nervous about Friday? In case it doesn't work the same with me there?"

"Relax Vicky, it's going to be a lot of fun I'm telling you. We're all excited for it. Especially Steve."

"He's really into it?"

"Of course. I mean he has loved having someone there watching us up to now. The power play. It just turns him on so much knowing it is a weaker guy who used to date me but couldn't please me like he does. It will definitely push his buttons knowing he gets to have an audience whilst he enjoys two women."

"But, you enjoy it too?"

"It is so empowering Vicky. You have no idea. Taken by one guy whilst another is made to worship the lowest part of you and watch. It is so exhilarating. I love getting into it and talking down to him, ordering him around. It just comes so naturally now and gets me into a frenzy."

"Do you see me talking to your ex?"

"If you want. You can take my lead. It works for him as much as his watching works for us. The verbal humiliation just sets him off."

"What sort of things do you say?"

"It depends on the moment. But usually involves certain trigger words and phrases. Calling him a cucky, loser, foot perv etc. Saying how he could never please me like Steve does. How he just gets to watch me enjoy a real man whilst sucking my sweaty toes. How he is weaker and less well hung than Steve. That sort of thing."

"And, is he?"

"I mean, he isn't exactly tiny but yeah. Below the belt he just doesn't measure up to Steve."

"And he likes that being pointed out?"

"Like I said. It feeds into the power dynamic. The idea of Steve and I being dominant and superior whilst he is submissive. The foot thing adds to that as well."

"I still find that so interesting too. I mean I've read about guys who are into feet but never actually met one. How did it come up?"

"It didn't take long to come up in fairness. We met on one of the dating apps and did texting for a while before our first date. When it escalated to a bit of sexting he started talking about kissing and licking my body but would always mention my feet and toes. How he wanted to suck on them whilst we had sex, so I had an inkling. I sent him pics of me modelling heels before a night out once and the reaction I got was all I needed to guess what he was into. When I invited him to mine for dinner and a movie for our third date I decided to have some fun. I freshly painted my toes and answered the door barefoot."

"Such a tease Jen!"

"Hey, it worked didn't it? I clocked his glances during the evening whilst we sat on the sofa and by the time we had worked through a bottle of wine he had sneakily started massaging my feet during the movie. Next thing he asked if I was up for some 'experimenting' with a little smirk on his face and I told him to go ahead. Was so funny seeing the way his face went when he first put my feet to his face and sucked my toes. I had honestly never had any guy pay attention to my size 8s before. I felt how hard he got in his jeans instantly. Might have been the wine, but I decided to give him a blowjob and after sniffing and sucking my feet for a few minutes beforehand, let's just say he didn't last very long."

"And you still enjoy it? The foot stuff?"

"More now than I did then. I didn't mind so much him doing it to get himself excited during foreplay or whilst we had sex. But the chemistry just didn't seem to be there. He didn't have the confidence in bed that Steve has. Don't get me wrong he is a really sweet guy but I just felt I wanted something more for a boyfriend. Funny how things go that he wound up back in my life but just in a very different role."

"How did that all come up with Steve?"

"Just one of those things. After Steve and I had been together a few months and we realised how good the chemistry was in bed we started talking a bit more about fantasies and kinks. He asked me what the kinkiest thing I had done was and I mentioned the foot stuff. He laughed at first at how a guy would actually like licking and sniffing feet. Thought it was just a joke thing you hear about in films and TV. Then when I asked him, he talked about being watched. He said he was on a holiday with some mates and picked up this girl at a bar. He and this one friend had a lot to drink and the girl invited them both back to her hotel. Steve thought they would have a threesome but when they got undressed and started, Steve's mate sat in the corner and said he would join in later. For the rest of the time Steve said he had sex with the girl whilst his friend just watched and wanked himself and it honestly made him feel amazing, just having someone watch. From there he asked if I would be up for it."

"What made you decide on your ex?"

"I had to think long and hard about it. I mean who can you trust with that sort of thing? Doing it on a drunken lads holiday as a one night stand is one thing. But finding someone who you can trust to do it with you and your boyfriend is another thing. I weighed it up and thought it needed to be a balance. Not a complete stranger but also not someone in my close friend group who might freak out and end the friendship. I did some research online and the whole cuckolding thing came up. I watched some videos and read some articles and saw examples of guys worshipping a woman's feet and watching whilst she had sex with another guy. That's what put my ex in mind and after talking it over with Steve he was happy for me to approach him. That's when my ex then admitted all his cuckolding fantasies on top of the foot stuff."

"I still can't believe how it worked out. It sounds like your ex really has it bad for your feet though Jen. Just hope he likes mine as much."

"Of course he will! Honestly Vicky it will be so much fun. But we better get moving if we want to get ready in time for the taxi. Are you still happy to make your own way to mine to get ready and then we get the taxi from there?" Jen said, rising and collecting her bags.

"Yeah, that makes sense. I'll bring my overnight stuff too."

"Perfect. See you then. So exciting!" Jen said with a smile.

The girls leaned in for a hug then went their separate ways. Vicky returned home and packed an overnight bag, her outfit for the night and some essentials. She felt her heart beating faster than usual as she packed the bag into the car and set off for Jen's place. Tonight was the night. After months of fantasising over Steve and the trepidation from blurting out her desires, she was now on her way to share a night of passion with her close friend and her boyfriend. She wondered too how she would react seeing Jen's ex-boyfriend there too. He had seemed so polite but quiet and reserved from what she could remember. It seemed a lifetime ago meeting him at house parties and nights out. Now she would meet him again under very different circumstances.

The journey went by in a blur and Vicky parked up on the street outside Jen's house. Jen opened the door before she reached it.

"Guess you're still in then?" She said as they hugged.

"Looks like it. Is you know who here?" Vicky inquired.

"Oh no, not yet. He has sorted our taxi and the restaurant booking but he won't be here until later. I leave a key and he lets himself in to wait. He can chill some wine and put on some music for when we get back." Jen replied, leading Vicky into the living room.

Steve was sitting on one of the sofa's with one brawny arm extended across the back.

"Hey there." Steve said warmly, rising from his seat.

Vicky's heart fluttered as Steve leaned in for a hug and kissed her on the cheek.

"Looking forward to tonight?" he asked.

"I think so. Not sure what to expect though."

"A lot of fun I would hope." Jen said wryly. "Though we best get a move on before we miss our taxi." She said, checking her watch.

Jen and Vicky slipped upstairs and made a start getting ready. After an hour or so they had each sorted their hair, makeup and put on their new outfits. Vicky admired them both reflected in the floor length mirror. Jen had her long brunette hair flowing straight past her shoulders. Her athletic figure modelled her new dress perfectly. Vicky enjoyed her new dress too and how it paired with the strappy heels.

"Taxi is here." Steve called from downstairs.

"Ready?" Jen asked with a beaming smile.

"As I'll ever be." Vicky replied.

"You'll love it. I promise."

The girls carefully walked down the stairs in their killer heels.

"Well babe. Your dates are ready. What do you think?"

"Wow. That I'm a very lucky guy." Steve said with a smile, pulling Jen in for a kiss.

"Well. I am sure you can make us feel lucky later." Jen replied.

The three locked up the house and climbed into the taxi. Vicky could still feel her heart beating faster as the taxi made its way to the restaurant.

"Just texted you know who. He'll head over to mine. He sounds excited already." Jen said with a smirk.

"Can't be as excited as me." Steve replied, squeezing Jen's knee.

The group arrived at the restaurant and headed straight inside, the taxi having been paid in advance. The restaurant was a trendy winebar with dark wood interior. A series of intimate booths lined the left side and the waiter guided the group to one.

"Something to drink first?" he asked.

"Cocktails first then move to wine?" Jen asked.

"Sounds good to me." Vicky chirped.

The couple ordered a round of cocktails and selected a reasonably expensive bottle of wine. They had managed to get through the cocktails and half the bottle by the time the starters were cleared and the mains arrived.

"I do love a good bottle of red wine. Gives me all kinds of notions..." Jen sighed.

"Like the one about tonight?" Steve asked.

"Well, that was more of a point of inspiration. When Vicky admitted her little dreams and fantasies I thought I would be a good friend and share." Jen said.

"You don't feel weird sharing me?" Steve said.

"Not at all babe. I mean I already share you and my feet with my ex. Just thought you liked the idea of being shared..." Jen said, placing her hand on Steve's knee.

"Hmm. A nice idea. And how do you feel about sharing?" Steve said, placing his hand on Vicky's knee and looking into her eyes.

"From what Jen tells me, I feel like you have plenty to share around..." Vicky replied, the drink spurring her on.

Vicky noted Jen's encouraging smile as she returned the favour, sliding a hand on to Steve's other knee.

"Oh, he does. Why not get an idea?" Jen purred.

Steve adjusted his napkin to cover his lap before guiding Vicky's hand under the table. He slid her hand until it met a pulsing bulge in his jeans. Vicky's eyes widened, giving away her excitement. Meanwhile, Jen turned Steve's face into hers and kissed him softly but passionately. She whispered her next words as she pulled away.

"Make sure to give us equal attention."

Steve smiled and turned to lean in to Vicky. Her pulse quickened as Steve softly kissed her lips, his bristled skin brushing against her face. Vicky found herself getting excited.

The mains came and went and the group enjoyed a second bottle of wine. They finished by feeding each other a selection of desserts whilst continuing to tease each other subtly out of view of the restaurant staff and other patrons.

"Quick photo for 'you know who'? Let him know we are nearly finished?" Jen said.

Jen crossed her legs so one heel clad foot was dangling in front of Steve. Vicky replicated the move from her side. Both girls placed a dainty hand on Steve's knees. Jen snapped the photo, ensuring her and Vicky's heel clad feet had pride of place. Vicky watched Jen send the message.

"Should get him very excited."

"Do you have an idea how to share him between you?" Steve asked.

"I had some thoughts. I can maybe start things rolling and then send him to Vicky. But must remember we both get equal time with you too."

"Of course. Can't let anyone feel neglected." Steve replied.

"Absolutely not. With that in mind, should we make a move?" Jen said, flicking her hair.

"Works for me." Vicky replied.

The group booked a taxi which came promptly. The journey was more heated this time. Steve and Jen enjoyed a passionate kiss whilst Vicky enjoyed Steve's wandering hand grasping at her leg. Vicky gently squeezed at his brawny arm, excited by Steve's muscular frame. He began kissing at Jen's neck and she made eye contact with Vicky, her face curling into a wry smile.

The taxi journey flew by and the three stumbled from the car. Vicky noticed the light was on in Jen's living room and saw the car parked outside. The taxi pulled away as Jen and Steve played flirtatiously at the front door, Jen fumbling with her keys.

"Ready to meet a familiar face?" Jen joked as Steve kissed at her neck.

The door opened before them and Jen guided them inside. Shutting the door behind them she led the group into the living room. Vicky saw the familiar face of Jen's ex sitting in the corner armchair. He was wearing a smart shirt and jeans but looked much the same as he did from 2 years ago. Short, neat brown hair with average looks and a slim frame. He had opened a bottle of chilled wine and was sitting sipping a glass.

"Started without us?" Jen said.

"Just a small glass. How was dinner?"

"Spectacular. That place is always good but was particularly good tonight. Wouldn't you say babe."

"Definitely. Must have been something in the air." Steve said with a smile, sitting on the sofa.

"You two have met before right?" Jen queried, pointing between Vicky and her ex.

"Yes. At one of the barbecue parties a couple of summers ago." He said.

"And little did you know you would cross paths again here." Jen giggled.

She sat across Steve's lap and he wrapped his arms around her, placing his hands on her toned thighs. Vicky slid onto the armchair opposite.

"What do you reckon cucky? How do we look in the outfits and heels you picked?" Jen purred.

"Amazing Jen. You both look incredible and I love the heels."

"So glad, especially since you picked them. But you do have good taste. These ones are actually quite comfortable." Jen purred, cocking her head and looking down at her feet whilst rotating her ankle. "But my soles are still feeling a little sticky against the leather... how about yours Vicky?"

"They pinched my toes a bit, but definitely more comfortable than some I have worn. I think they go well with the French pedicure. Don't you think?" Vicky replied, extending her leg and modelling her heel clad foot.

"Absolutely. They look spectacular." Jen's ex responded, his gaze lingering on her toes.

"We can't fault your taste cucky. Both in heels and restaurants. Tonight's dinner was sensational. Don't you agree babe?" Jen said, cupping Steve's face in her hand.

"It was amazing. A real feast. Should give us plenty of energy for tonight..." He said, softly kissing at her neck.

"Hmm, I think we're all getting a bit hungry for dessert. How about you cucky? Ready for a feast of feet and toes?"

"Yes Goddess Jen."

"I should hope so after all the exciting build up. Why don't we start things slow? Come over here and slip these sexy heels off my feet..." Jen purred.

Vicky looked on, feeling warmth rising in her body as the scene unfolded. As Jen had described, her ex was clearly supplicant to the couple. She was simultaneously surprised yet excited to see not only how quickly and quietly he obeyed, but the fact he was prepared to do so even with a third person observing. He carefully knelt on the floor before the couple as they softly kissed each other. Ignored on the floor, he fumbled at the buckle and straps for Jen's heels. Jen broke off and looked down at him with a wry smirk as he eventually unfastened her left heel. Vicky looked on astonished as Jen's ex slid the shoe from Jen's foot and then raised the worn heel to his nose, inhaling deeply. Jen's face curled into a perplexed look as she looked down at him.

"Umm, cucky. Do you remember me saying you could sniff my shoe?"

"No Goddess Jen. Sorry Goddess Jen." He nervously replied.

"See, this is what I was worried about cucky. The temptation of twenty toes and 4 sexy feet would get you so riled up you would forget yourself. But I got something special in case that happened..."

"Something special?" Vicky queried.

"You'll love it." Steve said with a smirk as Jen stood up and strode to a nearby cupboard.

She opened it and removed a leather collar with a metal chain lead. She paced back and placed a stern finger on her ex's chin as she towered over him.

"Strip to your boxers cucky. Now." Jen instructed.

Vicky eyed the pair as Jen's ex frantically threw off his shirt, trousers, shoes and socks and placed them in the corner of the room. He returned to his obedient kneeling before her. Jen leaned down and clicked the collar on his neck, connecting the lead before returning to her place on Steve's lap, trailing the lead behind her to guide her ex.

"Now, cucky. Take off my other shoe and if you want to sniff it, ask politely."

"Yes Goddess Jen." Came his feeble reply.

Vicky looked on as he repeated the process, except this time he more deftly slid the buckle free and removed the worn heel.

"Please may I sniff your sexy worn sweaty heel Goddess Jen?"

"Beg me." Jen chided, tugging on the lead.

"Please Goddess Jen, I am desperate to sniff the worn sweaty scent of your sexy size 8 heels."

"Ask my Bull. Politely..." Jen purred.

"Please may I sniff your gorgeous girlfriend's fragrant worn heel?"

"Rather you than me mate. They must be fairly ripe after the fun we had at the restaurant..." Steve said with a smile.

"Mmm, good boy. Go ahead, cucky. Give it a good sniff."

Jen's ex complied immediately, his eyes shutting and face visibly elated as he raised the sole of Jen's worn heel to his face and inhaled deeply. Vicky had never encountered a guy with a foot fetish before, but seeing Jen's ex so enthralled by sniffing a worn, sweaty discarded heel gave her a sense that his taste in feet was clearly a passion. A fact made ever clearer by the growing bulge in his boxers.

"Mmm, such a naughty little pervert... they should smell good from all the fun I had on our hot date tonight." Jen sighed as Steve continued to kiss her neck and grasp at her chest.

Vicky felt a surprising tingling sensation flow through her body as the scene unfolded. She had not expected to feel excitement from watching Jen put her ex in his place. Yet that was the only way to explain her feelings. She was beginning to feel aroused from the potential of ordering around a weak and whimpering slave. After all the unsuccessful dates and cocky guys who had frustrated her love life recently, it was refreshing to see one kneeling so servile on the floor. Her eyes flicked to Jen who had slid a hand inside Steve's shirt and unfastened the buttons to reveal his brawny chest. Her hand caressed around his chest as the couple kissed passionately. Steve's hands slid Jen's dress higher on her toned legs which extended from his lap towards her now bare feet, dangling near her ex. He was still eagerly knelt, leaning forward and cupping her worn heel in his hands as he sniffed the fragrant sole. Vicky eyed the prominent bulge in his boxers. Having seen what Jen had rejected, she grew keen to see what Steve had to offer.

"I think I need to slip out of this dress babe... before you rip it off..." Jen sighed breathlessly, breaking off their kiss.

"Would be a shame since cucky paid for it..." Steve joked.

Jen climbed from Steve's lap and stood in front of him as she unzipped the dress and let it slide from her toned body. She stepped free and kicked it towards her ex. Steve followed her lead, removing his already unbuttoned shirt and casting it to the floor.

"Fancy making yourself comfortable and joining us for the big reveal...?" Jen purred to Vicky as she sat down beside Steve on the sofa.

Vicky's heart quickened as she rose from the chair. She slid her dress off, heat rising in her body as she noted Steve's eyes hungrily flicking up and down her body. She stepped over and sat beside Steve on the opposite side to Jen. Jen had taken up position closer to her ex and dangled her feet tantalisingly close to him as she pawed at Steve's belt and lap with her hands.

"Mmm, how about you massage my sore feet cucky? I love a good foot rub before I get f**ked..."

Jen's ex swiftly complied, taking her feet into his grasp and beginning to softly knead at her soles and toes. Jen raised a hand to Steve's neck and turned his face to hers, kissing passionately as she continued to stroke at the growing bulge in his trousers. Steve reached across and placed a hand on Vicky's thigh, carefully sliding under her dress. She returned the favour, sliding her own hand to meet Jen's on Steve's lap. Jen flicked her eyes open as she kissed Steve and made eye contact with Vicky, signalling her approval as the three coaxed each other on the sofa. Jen guided Vicky's hand to help her with Steve's belt and the two deftly opened the buckle. Jen's hand took the lead, opening his trousers and sliding down the zip. Vicky grew ever more exhilarated as Jen slid her hand inside to stroke Steve's arousal.

"Mmm I think we're nearly ready for show and tell... how about we start with you cucky...?" Jen sighed, turning to look down at her ex on the floor.

"Yes Goddess Jen." He replied.

Vicky followed the gaze of Jen and Steve as they watched Jen's ex stand to remove his boxers. The couple held the same wry smirk. They knew what to expect but Vicky was seeing it for the first time. As his boxers hit the floor and he kicked them off, Vicky took in the whole view. Jen's ex was thoroughly average in every respect of the word. Average height, a body that was neither athletic nor overweight and equipped with an adequate cock. Pulsing between his legs, it was about 6 inches with a slight curve and acceptable but slightly thin girth.

"Well done going first cucky... helps to show Vicky why I moved on..." Jen said as he returned to massaging her feet on the floor.

"Now for the compare and contrast?" Steve asked, squeezing at Jen and Vicky's thighs with each hand.

"Of course babe. Don't want to keep Vicky in suspense."

Jen opened Steve's trousers as wide as possible before grasping at his cock and pulling it free. Vicky could not help but gasp as Steve's manhood came into view. It seemed to keep going as Jen removed it and stroked it between her fingers. Steve was closer to 8 inches in length and Jen's fingers were only just able to wrap around its girth. Combined with his athletic frame, the contrast between him and Jen's ex was stark.

"What do you think?" Jen asked, knowing the response.

"I am speechless Jen. I know you said Steve was well hung, but holy shit he's huge!" Vicky giggled.

"Don't be shy. Feel it." Jen purred.

Vicky wrapped her fingers around Steve's length as Jen moved her hand down towards his balls. Feeling it surging between her dainty fingers sent Vicky's mind into overdrive.

"Bit of a trade up, wouldn't you say?" Jen asked.

"It's always handy to have someone for foot rubs, but I can see why Steve does everything else for you." Vicky said, flicking her eyes to Steve as she stroked.

"Mmm, exactly. What would you say Vicky? Which of these two would you rather get fucked by?" Jen asked mischievously, looking down at her cuck ex on the floor as she spoke.

"I think Steve would be my choice. No offence..." Vicky sighed.

"I'm sure he's fine with it. Footrest down there on the floor sadly just didn't really do it for Jen. But fortunately for both of them I seemed more her type."

"Quite right, but I don't think cucky minds. Isn't that what you live for cucky?" Jen replied, casting a glance towards her ex on the floor.

"Yes Goddess Jen. I live to serve your flawless feet whilst you enjoy a superior lover."

"And why is he superior?"

"Because he has a hulking athletic body and huge cock and can please you as you deserve Goddess Jen."

"Mmm, that's right and tonight you get to watch him ravage two gorgeous women who are totally out of your league. Speaking of which... you haven't removed Vicky's shoes yet cucky. Not very hospitable..."

Vicky watched as Jen's ex released her feet from his grip and crawled towards her. She continued to gently stroke Steve's length as Jen's ex unfastened the buckles on her strappy heels and slid them from her feet.

"So kind. Are you going to make sure to beg me for permission to sniff them?" Vicky asked, taking herself by surprise with how bratty she sounded.

"Please Goddess Vicky may I sniff your worn fragrant heels?" Jen's ex replied.

"More desperate cucky. You need to impress." Jen joked.

"Please radiant and gorgeous Goddess Vicky may I enjoy the intoxicating aroma of your scented worn heels?"

"Much better. You may... cucky." Vicky replied.

Vicky felt the sense of power flow through her as she issued the command. The sensation only escalated as she watched Jen's ex raise her worn shoe to his face and deeply inhale. Seeing his face change as the scent washed over him excited her. Seeing a weak eager slave emasculated in this way. Desperate to sniff something that had simply touched the lowest part of her body. Jen slid from the sofa and softly took Vicky's foot into her grip, holding it by the ankle and beckoning her ex to come closer.

"Remember this is a gift cucky. A rare treat. I can take it away any time. This is my gorgeous best friend's size 6 foot. Try not to be too disappointed that she has smaller feet than mine and you have less to lick and suck. But that's what I want from you tonight. I want you to worship and clean every inch of her feet as if they were mine. Every speck of dirt and sweat. I want you to show just how pathetic you are whilst we enjoy my hung Bull boyfriend. That's your role tonight. Got it?"

"Yes Goddess Jen."

"Kiss her foot to accept."

Vicky's eyes widened as Jen's ex leaned in and gave a warm kiss on the sole of her foot.

"Now, remind Vicky of your role tonight."

"My role is to worship every inch of your flawless feet and toes whilst watching you enjoy a hung superior lover. To clean the soles and toes of your feet with my lips and tongue and serve your feet."

"I look forward to it." Vicky said with a smile.

"You can make a start with her size 6s cucky. Suck on her pretty little toes whilst you watch me suck on a real man's cock... if you're happy giving a helping hand?" Jen said as her eyes met Vicky's

Vicky looked on as Jen clambered back onto the sofa, leaned forward and lowered her lips to Steve's pulsing cock. She eyed enviously as Jen took the tip of his huge member into her mouth, softly licking and sucking the tip as Vicky stroked the shaft. She turned as she felt a warm sensation between her toes and looked down to see Jen's ex wrapping his own lips around them. It felt sensuous, having him worship her toes just as Jen worshipped her boyfriend's cock. His breath occasionally faltered and gave way to brief whimpers as he hungrily tasted each of Vicky's pedicured toes. His eyes flicked between Jen's worship and Vicky's eyes, expressing a desire to please. Vicky squeezed tighter as she began to feel dribbles of her friend's saliva rolling down to her fingers. Jen increased her pace, taking more inches of Steve into her mouth. Vicky felt his body tense as his left hand moved from her thigh towards her underwear. His eyes were closed in bliss before he flicked them open and met Vicky's.

"How does it feel having a loser cuck nibbling on your toes?"

"Why don't you see..." Vicky replied, guiding his hand to the warm passion between her legs.

Steve smiled as he felt exactly what she meant. Vicky was growing warm and wet with excitement. Feeling Jen's ex exploring between her toes with his eager tongue whilst she enviously watched Jen sucking on her boyfriend's pulsing cock as she stroked it between her fingers.

"What's exciting you most?" Steve sighed.

"Knowing already that he could never fuck me as good or hard as you will... he just gets sweaty toes..." Vicky said.

"Mmm, you're getting the hang of this. Why don't you show him what he doesn't deserve...?" Jen said, withdrawing from her worship of Steve's cock.

Vicky took her lead and leaned into Steve's lap, replacing Jen in worship. She took the tip of Steve's glistening cock into her mouth, feeling it pulsing against her tongue.

"Come over here and be a good boy cucky, my feet are feeling neglected."

"Poor show cucky. Better pay some attention to her feet since they started it all." Steve chided.

Jen and Steve kissed passionately as Jen's ex took position before her. Vicky could see from the corner of her eye as he grasped Jen's feet by the ankles and pressed the soles to his face. His worship grew more desperate, feverish, as he drank in the pheromonal scent of her soles. His inferior cock surged between his legs, a small droplet of precum appearing at the tip. Vicky switched her attention from Jen's weak whimpering ex and slid her mouth up and down Steve's cock. The size of it was sending her wild with excitement, worshipping its length as Steve passionately kissed Jen and bit at her neck. The four of them moaned and groaned with pleasure across the sofa and floor, their respective fantasies unfolding.

"Holy fuck this is so hot." Steve panted, kissing at Jen's neck and chest. "This was such a good idea babe..."

"Mmm, glad you agree. But I think you need to get naked..." Jen purred.

Vicky broke off her worship of Steve's cock as he finished unfastening his trousers.

"Why don't you be a good little cuck and take off his shoes and socks cucky..." Jen giggled.

Her ex complied immediately, releasing Jen's size 8 feet and tending to his task. Steve smirked as he watched him untie the laces and remove his size 12 shoes and peel off his socks.

"Such a good little cuck." Steve joked.

Free from his shoes, he deftly slid out of his trousers and boxers and kicked them across the floor. Vicky drank in the sight of Steve's naked, muscular body. His broad chest, muscular arms, contoured abs and athletic legs. It was everything she had expected and more.

"So spoiled tonight cucky. Getting to watch two gorgeous women get fucked whilst you worship four sexy feet and twenty tasty toes. Whatever did you do to deserve such a privilege?" Jen sighed, stroking Steve's glistening cock.

"Maybe he needs to do more to earn it..." Steve said.

"Hmm, just what I was thinking babe. Lean down and kiss Bull's feet cucky..." Jen sighed.

Vicky was now getting accustomed to how weak and servile Jen's ex was. The couple had clearly grown used to it and she was now seeing the appeal. The burning resentment of the men who had messed her around over previous months, playing games and wasting dates, was melting away. Now was her chance for payback. Goading a weak whimpering cuck whilst she got to enjoy a hung superior man. Her lips curled into a smile as she watched him fawning at Steve's hulking size 12 feet. He wasted no time kissing the tops of them as she, Jen and Steve looked on.

"Well? Are they as good as mine and Vicky's cucky?" Jen queried.

"No Goddess Jen. But they are the feet of a superior Bull."

"Rude. But I won't take it personally. Not if he at least sucks on my big toe..." Steve said.

"You heard him cucky... don't make him ask twice..." Vicky said, following the couple's lead.

Jen's ex again obliged, raising Steve's calloused right foot by the heel and taking the large toe between his lips. His face twisted in response, the acrid taste clearly less pleasant than the flavour from her and Jen's toes.

"How do you like it babe?" Jen purred, kissing at Steve's neck.

"Don't mind it. But think I preferred your and Vicky's lips around something else. Speaking of which, I think I should return the favour."

Steve beckoned for Jen to climb above him so he could worship between her legs. Vicky saw an opportunity to help keep Jen's ex under control.

"Want me to take cucky for you? I could use a little pervert sucking my toes whilst I suck this big cock..."

"Sounds perfect..." Jen replied.

She passed the lead to Vicky before standing on the sofa and clambering over Steve's face. Bracing herself against the wall behind the sofa, Jen positioned herself so her warm passion was hovering over Steve's hungry lips and mouth. He raised a brawny arm to slide his fingers inside Jen as he worshipped her from below. Vicky tugged on the lead, ushering Jen's ex to crawl closer to her side of the sofa. She turned briefly to instruct him as she stroked Steve's pulsing cock between her fingers.

"Aww, don't feel too left out. You aren't big and manly enough for me to do this to you, but you can suck on my toes and watch for some consolation." Vicky sighed.

Having deftly dismissed Jen's ex, she returned to sucking on Steve's cock, sliding her lips and tongue up and down its length. As she did so, she felt the warm sensation of Jen's ex hungrily sucking on her wriggling toes and feeding on the sweat between each one as he crouched on the floor. Vicky felt the sexual energy flowing through the group, crashing like waves from one end of their chain to the other. Jen moaning on the back of the sofa as Steve worshipped between her legs. Vicky sucking and stroking Steve's impressive erection. Jen's ex on the floor hungrily licking and sucking on Vicky's toes. Everyone was in their right place, enjoying their fantasy. The unfolding desires of everyone fuelling the intoxicating atmosphere in the room. Vicky now felt seen for her desires. She was no longer restrained by concerns of losing Jen's friendship. Judged for desiring her best friend's boyfriend. They were as keen for her to explore her desires as they were to share their own. Jen began to exhale a long low groan. Her legs quivered and her body tensed as Steve hungrily devoured her wet passion from below.

"Oh fuck babe! Yes! Don't stop! Holy fuck you're making me cum so hard!" Jen wailed as her excitement reached a crescendo.

Her wails became breathless, her body tensed in stunned silence at the pleasure Steve created within her. The rapture broke within her like a wall of cascading waves. Vicky continued to studiously suck on Steve's pulsing cock, feeling its girth and length between her lips and the thud of its pulse against her tongue. She eyed Jen with envious enthusiasm, keen to experience for herself the delight Steve's deft tongue and fingers could induce.

"Fuck babe. You never fail to disappoint..." Jen sighed breathlessly, still bracing her rippling body against the wall and sofa.

"Well, I was feeling quite hungry." Steve replied.

"What are you hungry for next?"

"How about you riding my cock whilst Vicky rides my face?"

Vicky's heart fluttered as she heard Steve. The thought of getting the same intimate treatment that Jen had just experienced drove her wild with desire.

"Mmm, sounds good to me. Sit up cucky, don't get in the way." Jen chided.

Jen's ex withdrew from sucking on Vicky's wriggling toes and knelt observing the sofa, his pulsing cock glistening with pre-cum. Jen climbed from the back of the sofa and Vicky moved with the couple. Steve lay his herculean frame along the sofa, moving his head towards Vicky's end and his lower body towards Jen. As he settled, Jen moved to straddle his waist, taking hold of his long thick cock and guiding it between her thighs. Vicky faced Jen, straddling Steve's face and lowering her passion towards his hungry lips. She braced herself against the back of the sofa, with one hand gripping his brawny shoulder. Her body quivered as she felt his bristled face on her skin. Jen extended her right leg to the floor and planted her foot for balance. She flicked her gaze over to her watchful cuck.

"Make yourself useful cucky. Get down on the fucking floor and kiss my toes. I want you worshipping my foot whilst I enjoy my real man."

"Yes Goddess Jen." Came the meagre reply.

Vicky looked on as Jen's ex leaned forward on all fours and crawled to Jen's foot. As instructed, he began softly kissing and sniffing across the top of Jen's toes. Jen took hold of the lead attached to his collar and tensed it before returning her attention to Steve. She guided his huge cock between her thighs and slid it inside her. Her body trembled and she emitted a long sigh of satisfaction, feeling him fill her as he always did. Her excitement was such that he slid in effortlessly as she began to move up and down his length. Vicky emitted a gasp as Steve began exploring her wet passion from below. His skilful tongue and warm lips flicking and licking, feeling every nerve. Electric waves flowed through her body and her grip on the sofa and Steve's shoulder tensed. Every flick of Steve's tongue sent lightning bolts through Vicky's body as his bristled chin grazed her thighs. He hungrily sucked and licked her, causing Vicky to emit involuntary whimpers which grew to moans. Both women wailed and moaned in unison, their delirious passion flooding the room.

Vicky gazed down along Steve's tensed, muscular body. His chiselled chest and rippling abs. His heroic cock driving into Jen as she glided up and down its length. She and Jen were both being taken to new realms of pleasure by Steve. She knew he would be good in bed and had fantasized over it for so long. The reality proved just as intense as the fantasy. Vicky's eyes met Jen's. Both girls curled their lips into smiles of mutual acknowledgement. Jen acknowledging how much pleasure her boyfriend was clearly giving her best friend. Vicky acknowledging how envious she was of Jen's hung, herculean boyfriend.

Vicky flicked a glance downward, seeing Jen's ex bowed on the floor, hungrily sniffing and kissing at Jen's toes. The clarity struck her now. Why Jen had broken up with him. Why he still found himself in thrall to her. His crippling foot fetish was just the tip of the iceberg. He drew sustenance from submission to Jen. Being a weak, subservient slave to the lowest part of her body. Servile beneath soles of superior women. Basking in the glow of a dominant power couple. A voyeur to the passion and ecstasy of gorgeous women enjoying worthier, Alpha lovers. His average cock, passable performances in bed, weedy frame reinforced it. Even as the shy, quiet guy at those house parties all those years before, he radiated inferiority and insecurity. Now, he exemplified it beyond any doubt. Naked and knelt on the floor, collar and lead on his neck as he energetically licked and sniffed at Jen's foot like a pet at their feeding bowl. Jen's moans reaching fever pitch and Steve's fervent worship between her legs snapped Vicky's focus back to the couple.

"Oh fuck babe! Yes! Yes! God you go so fucking deep with that big cock when I ride you! Mmm yes make me fucking cum whilst cucky licks my toes!" Jen wailed, her body tensing as she slid up and down Steve's length.

"Oh fuck yes! Yes! That feels amazing! Don't stop I'm so close..." Vicky trailed off, her words giving way to a long moaning exhale as her body tensed from Steve's deft tongue taking her over the edge. She hovered on a cloud of bliss for what seemed like an age as the waves of pleasure washed through her body from head to toe. As the waves passed, she opened her eyes to see Jen sliding off Steve's glistening cock.

"He's good at that isn't he?" Jen panted, sitting back on the sofa and turning towards her cuck ex on the floor.

"You have no idea Jen." Vicky sighed in reply, flicking hair back off her forehead which was now sticky with perspiration.

"See that cucky? Sit up when I talk to you!" Jen chided, tugging on her ex's lead. He quickly raised himself upright, resting back on his folded legs, his meagre cock glinting with precum. "See how a real man can please two gorgeous women? More than can be said for you. Your tongue is only good for sweaty feet and toes."

As Jen spoke she raised her feet into the air and rubbed her soles across her cuck ex's face, using his face like a doormat. Vicky climbed off Steve's face and sat on the armrest of the sofa as he sat upright, his mouth and lips glistening from her passion.

"I don't think he minds that too much." Steve joked.

"Hmm, I guess you're right babe. Plus his cock isn't really made for pounding. Sure it's not cucky?"

"No Goddess Jen." Came his reply between swiping glances of Jen's feet against his mouth.

"I think you should experience it Vicky. See how it feels for yourself." Jen said, moving from the sofa. "Fuck her like you fucked me last week babe."

Steve stood up and moved onto his knees on the sofa, facing away from Jen and her cuck. He beckoned Vicky to turn away from him and kneel on all fours on the sofa to take her from behind. Vicky's body quivered as Steve's brawny hands grabbed her waist and guided her body closer to his. She braced herself for what came next. She let out a long moaning exhale as she felt every inch of Steve's enormous cock slide inside her. Despite how wet she was, she still felt tension from his length and girth, feeling every inch of him pulsing inside her.

"Oh holy fuck you're so fucking big!" Vicky moaned as Steve began to thrust.

"Mmm, he really is isn't he? Fuck you can just feel every inch. Not quite the same as you is it cucky?" Jen joked.

"No Goddess Jen. His Alpha cock is superior in every way."

"Of course it is. Plus, he lasts longer. One of the reasons I don't let you touch yourself too soon cucky. Now, be a good boy and suck on Vicky's sweaty toes whilst my Bull fucks her senseless..." Jen purred.

She remained behind her cuck, standing over him as he shuffled forwards. Vicky looked back to see him softly grasp the ankle of her right foot as it dangled off the edge of the sofa. He guided her toes to his lips and she felt the familiar sensation of his warm tongue swirling around and between them. It was as Jen had said. The act in itself was pathetic and subservient, offering limited sensual pleasure. Yet when combined with being taken by a hung, powerful lover, it fuelled sensory overload. A hungry whimpering cuck feeding on her wriggling toes whilst Steve's thrusts grew more powerful, his hulking body driving himself deeper and harder into her slender frame.

"Oh fuck yes! Deeper! Oh my god it feels so fucking good! Fuck me whilst cucky licks my toes!" Vicky groaned.

"Mmm, you enjoy watching don't you cucky? Watch her take every inch of his huge cock. Fucking her like you never could. Pleasing her like a real man. You just get to watch and lick her toes. Suck the sweat and dirt from them whilst she cums again and again." Jen murmured, encouraging her cuck in his worship whilst admiring her muscular lover pound another woman to delirium.

Jen's ex could only emit shallow breaths through his nose and occasional mewling as he eagerly sucked at Vicky's toes. His slight frame folded forward, Jen stood behind him intently watching his worship with the tensed lead on his collar. The pitiful noises he made were easily drowned out by the sounds of Vicky's rapture and Steve's powerful body colliding against her. Her body was totally under his power, her wails and involuntary whimpers driven by the sensation of his powerful body thrusting against her and brawny arms holding her in place. Vicky felt beads of musky perspiration from Steve's brow falling onto her back.

"Mmm, that's it cucky. Don't they taste so good? Sucking and licking a gorgeous woman's writhing toes whilst she gets fucked senseless. Try and take as many of them as you can into your mouth." Jen giggled.

"That's it, you fucking loser. Try and take her whole fucking foot in your mouth whilst she cums again on my cock." Steve panted, flicking a brief glance to the cuck on the floor.

Vicky could barely breathe let alone respond. Her body was electrified with the sensations of Steve's vigorous thrusts and Jen's ex worshipping her flexing toes. The experience of Steve fucking her was more intense than anything she had fantasized. The power. The passion. The sheer elation as the force of each of her orgasms rippled through her body. This is what she desired and deserved. This is what she hungered for. All the men who messed her around and failed to meet her expectations through dating apps faded into obscurity. She imagined them now as Jen's ex on the floor. Humiliated, weak and inadequate. Feebly suckling on her fragrant feet the only way they could please her whilst she enjoyed a truly dominant Alpha male.

"Oh, fuck Steve! Yes! Yes! Don't stop I'm cumming! Yes! Yes!" Vicky shrieked finally as another huge wave of bliss crashed over her body. She tensed from head to toe, her foot writhing against the warm lips and tongue of Jen's ex. She bathed in the delight for a few moments before her body fell limp on the sofa. Steve withdrew and sat back, stroking his huge erection.

"Holy fuck he made me cum so hard I can barely speak." Vicky panted breathlessly.

"Hmm, I did tell you he was good. And how did you feel with little cucky sucking on your toes?"

"It felt nice, at least when I noticed it at all." Vicky said with a smirk, looking down at Jen's ex still kissing and nibbling at her toes. "Do they taste good from me getting fucked so hard footboy?"

"Yes Goddess. They taste flawless as ever." Jen's ex replied.

"Why thank-you." Vicky giggled, brushing her toes against his lips and nose.

"Time to swap I think, for one final stretch. Sound good babe?" Jen purred to Steve.

"Ready when you are babe."

Jen stepped around her ex and bent over, cupping his chin with her fingers and raising his gaze to meet hers.

"Not too much longer cucky. I will leave you in Vicky's capable hands whilst you watch me get fucked. Make sure to do exactly as she says... clear?"

"Yes Goddess Jen." Came the feeble reply.

With a dismissive laugh, she stood upright and moved to the sofa. Jen passed the lead to Vicky. She just about managed to stand on her quivering legs and took up position behind Jen's ex. Jen climbed onto the sofa on her knees, facing the back of the sofa. Steve stood up off the sofa and moved behind Jen. Even from behind Vicky was in awe of Steve's body. His powerful back, muscular buttocks and burly legs were a sight to behold as Jen braced herself ready for him to take her again. She widened her legs and allowed her creamy upturned soles to dangle off the edge of the sofa.

"You know what to do with him Vicky?" Jen purred.

"Of course. Go on cucky, lick your ex's feet whilst she gets fucked."

Jen's ex leaned forward onto all fours and brought his face to Jen's left foot. He began eagerly sniffing and kissing her sole as Steve slid inside her.

"That's it pervert. Don't miss any dirt or sweat. Clean her fucking foot whilst she takes my big cock." Steve chided their cuck with a single glancing push to the back of his head.

Jen's ex emitted a single feeble whimper before obeying the command. Steve slide inside Jen and she let out a long, low sigh of relish.

"Fuck babe, you feel so good sliding inside me. I can feel you pulsing so deep inside me. I want you to fuck me until the sofa breaks..." Jen sighed.

Steve began with long, slow thrusts, pressing himself deeper inside Jen with each stroke. He grabbed her waist with one strong hand whilst with the other he grasped the hair at the back of her head. Vicky admired the powerful thrusts, watching keenly at Steve's imposing body giving Jen the same treatment she had received moments earlier. Steve's body was now beaded with sweat from head to toe. Drops of sweat were falling from his brow onto Jen's back with each thrust. His frame tensed and his muscles bulged with each driving thrust. Jen's moaning grew louder as her delight intensified. She emitted an equal number of groans of bliss and goading of her cuck.

"Holy shit Steve! Yes babe! Yes! You fuck me so much harder and better than cucky ever could. Give it to me! I want it! Make him watch and suck my feet whilst you fuck me!" Jen groaned towards the wall behind the sofa.

"You heard her cucky. Lick every bit of sweat off her feet. Watch her get fucked properly." Vicky purred as she watched Jen's ex hungrily lick and suck at Jen's flexing toes and wriggling sole.

"Start stroking cucky. Start pumping that pathetic cock whilst you watch and worship. Wank and watch me cum on my Bull's hard cock!" Jen cried.

"Yeah, you fucking perv. Wank that loser cock whilst I fuck her. Jerk to how good I make her sweaty feet taste! Tell us how good they fucking taste!" Steve interjected.

"Oh my god they taste so fucking good. I love how your feet taste Goddess Jen. They taste and smell so fucking good whilst you get fucked by your superior Bull." Jen's ex panted as he eagerly stroked his cock.

"Oh fuck babe! Yes! Yes! You're making me cum again! Harder! Right there! Yes! Yes!" Jen shrieked as Steve thrust her to another blissful climax.

Jen's ex continued to whimper at her foot, feeling it tense and flex against his face as Jen rode the wave of euphoria. Steve had slid his grip from Jen's waist to between her legs, coaxing her further and extending her bliss. Her body jolted and her legs twitched with the pleasure flowing through her body. Vicky noticed Jen's ex growing louder with his whimpering as he eagerly sucked on Jen's toes and flicked his tongue around her sole.

"Mmm! Yes Goddess Jen! Oh holy shit your feet taste so good!"

"Seems someone might be getting too excited down there..." Jen sighed breathlessly, looking down over her shoulder.

"I have an idea to keep him under control." Steve panted.

He reached over to Vicky and took hold of the lead from her, tugging it as he spoke.

"Get down and kiss my fucking foot whilst I finish cucky. Remember you don't cum before I do."

Vicky looked on as Jen's ex once again bowled himself over on all fours, so his face was near the floor. He brought his face to the top of Steve's left foot and began kissing the top of it.

"So naughty babe. I love how you know how to keep him under control."

"I think he needed it in case he made a mess too soon."

"Are you close babe?" Jen purred.

"Almost there." Steve replied.

He passed the lead to Jen to hold whilst returning to his thrusts. Vicky looked on as Steve returned to his fast, powerful pace. His burly legs colliding with Jen's ass, his muscular frame pounding her into the sofa. Jen's low moans returned soon to loud cries of bliss as Steve fucked her senseless.

"Yes babe! Fuck! Yes! Harder! Give me every inch of that huge, perfect dick whilst cucky kisses your feet!"

"Yeah!? That feel good babe? You like me fucking you whilst cucky kisses my manly feet? You like making him worship whilst you take my cock!?" Steve panted.

With all the excitement Vicky began touching herself between her legs as the scene unfolded. Jen crumpled over the back of the sofa taking Steve's strokes, his hulking frame and huge cock pounding Jen. Jen's ex knelt on the floor, leaning forward and kissing the top of Steve's left foot whilst continuing to stroke his meagre cock.

"Oh, fuck babe! Yes! Yes! Holy fuuuu...." Steve trailed off.

With one final deep thrust, Steve drove his cock deep inside Jen. She emitted a guttural groan as she felt Steve's manhood pulsating inside her as he released his load. Vicky watched as Steve's ass tensed and quivered with each ejaculation. After about thirty seconds, his grip on Jen's waist relaxed and he released his hold on her hair. Jen loosened the grip on her ex's lead and beckoned him to sit upright. Steve dismounted Jen and stood back before falling into a seat at the end of the sofa to the left of Jen, his muscular glistening body outstretched and his breath slowing. Streams of Steve's thick load were visibly running out of Jen and down the inside of her leg as she turned over and sat on the sofa.

"Holy shit that was intense." Steve said breathless, wiping sweat from his brow.

"I know babe. Haven't seen you that breathless in a while." Jen purred. "Fancy joining us?" Jen asked Vicky.

Vicky stepped past Jen's ex and sat beside Jen at the opposite end from Steve.

"So fucking intense." Vicky echoed as she sat down. "And made a bit of a mess..." She giggled, looking down at the stream of cum on the sofa between Jen's legs.

"Oh, don't worry about that. It wipes off leather easy enough. Something for cucky to sort out later. Speaking of whom, we need to decide what he gets to do now."

"What he gets to do?" Vicky asked.

"Oh yes. Whether he gets to cum or not. What do you think cucky? Have you done well enough to deserve it tonight?" Jen sighed, probing her ex's pulsing leaking cock with her toes.

"Please Goddess Jen. May I cum for serving you this evening?" He asked, trembling before the three seated on the sofa.

"Hmm, I'm not so sure. What do you think babe?" Jen asked, taking Steve's fading but still imposing erection into her hand and stroking it.

"He was reasonably well behaved. Aside from sniffing your shoe without asking. Could probably have been more enthusiastic kissing my feet. But leave it to you girls..." Steve replied.

"How about you Vicky? Has he earned it?"

"Well, he did pay for everything tonight. Including dinner and drinks. Though I can't speak for his foot worshipping quality, since tonight was my first time." Vicky said with a smirk.

"That's true. A night of firsts for you. Well, in that spirit, you might as well experience a couple more firsts." Jen said, tensing the lead of her ex. "Ok cucky. You can cum tonight. In fact, you can cum over our pretty feet and toes. But remember what we agreed?"

"Yes Goddess Jen. Thank-you Goddess Jen." Came the reply.

Vicky wondered what Jen meant by what they agreed but let the thought pass as she paid attention to what happened next. She followed Jen's lead and sat with her legs outstretched, her feet together beside Jen's. The two girls were holding their feet in mid-air just in front of where Jen's ex was knelt. He folded over and continued to sniff and kiss at their feet and wriggling toes as he frantically stroked himself, drops of precum nor flowing down over his fingers.

"That's it, such a good boy cucky. Licking, sniffing and sucking two pairs of feet and twenty toes. Now you get to show Vicky how excited it made you. Watching us get fucked by my Bull lover whilst you just got to lick and suck our toes. Our sweaty feet just driving you wild whilst you listened to our moans and watched us cum over and over. Such a desperate little foot bitch. Even sucking and kissing Bull's rough, masculine feet. So desperate to serve. Thank us for letting you worship our feet."

"Thank-you Goddesses for letting me worship your flawless feet."

"Thank us for letting you watch us get fucked by a superior Bull."

"Thank-you for letting me watch you get fucked by a superior Bull."

"Now, cum on our sexy little toes..." Jen purred.

"Oh fuck! Yes Goddess Jen! Yes!" Her ex groaned.

Vicky looked on wide eyed as Jen's ex spurted across both her and Jen's feet. Vicky let out a shocked gasp at first, unfamiliar with the warm sensation of cum across the top of her foot and running in trails between her toes. Jen was clearly familiar with it and simply looked on with a contented smirk, eyeing her ex losing control before her. He squirted about eight times, alternating between Jen's size 8s and Vicky's smaller feet with each spurt. Jen watched intently until the last drops fell from her ex's cock and his upper body slumped defeated before her.

"Not quite as impressive as me." Steve joked.

"It never is, but a decent effort." Jen replied. "Now, what did we agree cucky?"

"That I would clean up any mess Goddess Jen." Her ex replied.

"Exactly. Start with my feet." Jen purred.

Vicky looked on in disbelief as Jen's ex softly cupped her cum glazed size 8 feet in his hands and raised them to his face. She was left speechless as his tongue flicked from behind his lips and began tasting his mess from her feet. She saw his body briefly recoil once before he continued, taking small tentative licks before running his tongue in longer strokes across her foot. Vicky was left aghast at what she was seeing. By the events of the evening, it should not have surprised her given just how subservient, fawning and obedient he had been. Yet she was astounded that he would reduce himself to cleaning his own cum off the lowest part of his ex-girlfriend.

"Oh my god Jen." Vicky eventually said. "You make him eat his own cum?"

"And sometimes mine too." Steve said with a smile.

"Yeah, of course. It is the ultimate act of submission. Making him clean his own mess or Steve's bull cum off my feet. Isn't that right cucky?" Jen sighed.

"Yes Goddess Jen." Her ex replied between licks.

"Good boy. Ok, now clean up Vicky's."

Vicky watched intently as Jen's ex obliged, cupping her heels in his hands and leaning in to suck his mess from her toes. He ran his warm tongue between each toe and across the tops of her feet before running it in long caresses along the soles of her feet. He did not stop until her feet were left glistening with his saliva.

"Mmm, such a good boy cucky. Cleaning up every drop."

"Now things are winding up, I'm going to hit the shower. See you in a bit babe?" Steve said, rising from his seat.

"Of course babe. See you up there."

"Have a good night Vicky. Until next time cucky." Steve said, turning to leave.

"Well, how did you find that cucky? Worshipping two pairs of gorgeous feet."

"Simply divine Goddess Jen. Thank-you and Goddess Vicky so much for letting me worship your flawless feet and toes."

"Indeed, we were so generous tonight cucky. How did you find having a weak, eager cuck worshipping your feet?" Jen asked Vicky.

"Honestly, it was better than I expected Jen. Thank-you for worshipping them and for paying for the pedicure." Vicky said.

"Excellent. Well, there's lots to do cucky. You need to make up the guest bedroom for Vicky and do some cleaning before you go. Best get to it. But first kiss our feet goodnight." Jen said.

Jen raised her foot, so the sole was planted on her ex's face. He obediently kissed her sole before repeating the process with Vicky.

"Goodnight to your gorgeous feet." He said meekly.

"Good little cucky. We'll get a full debrief tomorrow, but you were a very good boy tonight and didn't let me down. Paying for everything and following orders as always."

With that, Jen leaned in and kissed him on the cheek and then unfastened the collar and lead from his neck. Jen's ex stood, gathered his clothes and slipped out of the room. Jen turned to face Vicky.

"Well, how did you find that? Was it a success?"

"Jen, I think I am speechless. I mean, the whole night was a whirlwind. The threesome. Having your ex there watching as a cuck. Experiencing foot worship and cuckolding. Getting cum on my feet and watching a guy lick it off. I mean, I wasn't sure what to expect but at the same time, the whole night exceeded my wildest expectations."

"I am so glad! I mean it is a game changer Vicky having someone else here. Just fuels the dynamic somehow. Steve experiencing two women, my cuck experiencing being humiliated beneath us both. It is just so refreshing having someone else who knows about our lifestyle, and you slipped into the role so well."

"You haven't told anyone else?"

"Of course not. How could we? We almost got caught once. Steve and I got invited to Christina's wedding at that fancy country hotel last summer. We thought it would be a naughty idea getting our cuck to pay for a plush room and inviting him up to watch us fuck and lick my feet during the reception. But then Christina bumped into him as he was leaving, and he had to make up an excuse why he was there! Thankfully we got away with it. But I am so glad you had a great night."

"So, what happens now?"

"Cucky will go up and make the spare bedroom up for you. He will then head home. Steve and I will grab a quick shower. You can too in the spare bathroom if you want, cucky will leave towels on the bed. He will come back in the morning with breakfast. From there, we can decide what happens next."

"What happens next?"

"Well, no pressure or anything. But I mean, whether we do this again some time or if you're happy to leave things there?"

"Well, I mean I said it has been eye opening Jen, but not necessarily in a bad way. I wouldn't rule out another couple of sessions. At least, until I meet someone."

"That makes total sense." Jen said, leaning in to hug Vicky. "I'm so glad I could share this with you and that you had a good time and weren't freaked out. Honestly it means a lot."

"It means a lot to me you were so open about it Jen."

"Well, I best go join Steve. He normally likes to get frisky in the shower before bed. Sleep tight." Jen said, rising from the sofa.

"See you in the morning." Vicky replied.

Vicky sat in silent contentment after Jen left the room. She played back the intense events of the evening in her mind, still in awe of how incredible it had been. Only a couple of weeks ago she feared she had broken one of her longest friendships. Yet here she sat, closer and on more intimate terms with Jen than ever before. Her fears and frustrations from her dating life were a distant memory. She was ready now to embrace a new lifestyle and mindset. One which would guide her to the true Alpha male she deserved.