Leos Life Part 1
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Leo’s fascination with beautiful ladies’ feet had started when he was a teenager. At a family wedding, his eyes had been transfixed on the groom’s sister. He thought Beatrice’s feet and cream heels were amazing. He watched her all through dinner dangling her heels on the end of her toes.
Then the young Leo got carried away. He grabbed the shoe off her toes and ran off with it. He hid in a cupboard for several hours smelling the sweaty, leather odour from her shoe. He then started licking the inside and tasting her essence. Eventually Leo was found and chastised by his parents.
It had forced Beatrice to spend a good part of the reception barefoot. When she got her shoe back, she wondered what an adolescent boy had done with it for four hours. It felt moist as she put her foot back in. Of course, she didn’t know that what it was. And that it was only Leo’s saliva. But they were the most expensive single item of clothing Beatrice had ever bought, there was no way she was going to let the purchase go to waste.
Although he wanted to, now as a grown man, Leo couldn’t grab and run off with ladies’ shoes. But he did the next best thing. He opened ‘The Shoe Emporium’, a small exclusive designer ladies shoe shop in the West Mall. It was high-end and attracted a lot of lovely ladies looking for something exceptional for that special occasion.
Leo was a tall and slender man. He was always well turned out, particularly for work where he could be found in trousers, a shirt, a jacket and of course, a good pair of shoes. His wavy hair was turning grey, and he sported a trimmed goatee.
Leo loved his work; it gave him every opportunity to indulge his passion. He had several regular customers, including Vanessa, who had the sexiest, cutest, most perfect feet Leo had ever seen.
Vanessa looked after her feet, they were always well pedicured and pampered. She often wore an anklet or toe ring, which Leo found very alluring. Whatever the weather, Vanessa was almost always wearing her footwear without tights or stockings, giving Leo every opportunity to get a glimpse of her lovely toes.
It had been several weeks since Vanessa had last graced the shop, so Leo felt he was a due a visit from her soon. He wasn’t disappointed as Vanessa breezed in, wearing a flowery summer dress, her blonde hair bouncing on her shoulders. She had just got a bright pink pedicure. Her toes shone in her grey suede high heel sandals.
She studied the latest ranges as Leo studied her newly painted toes. Vanessa spotted a pair of bright pink d’Orsay pumps. Leo immediately rushed over to see if she needed any help. Knowing her size of by heart, Leo went and got her a pair to try on.
Leo watched in wonder as Vanessa slid her feet out of her sandals.
“What do you think of my new pedicure, Leo?”
“Your toes look ravishing, Miss Danson.”
“Wow, thank you. She used some soft peach cream and massaged it into my feet too. I bet they taste good.”
“I am certain they do,” Leo quipped while he glanced down at her feet.
“Please can you give me a hand?”
Leo was only too happy to oblige and helped her put on the pink heels. Vanessa got up and walked through the shop, stopping at the floor mirror to admire her feet in the exquisite shoes.
“Leo, I am going to take them.”
Vanessa always bought a pair of shoes. Sometimes even two pairs. Leo wondered what she did with all the heels she bought. It was clear to him; she had an obsession not unlike his own.
Vanessa sat down to take them off as Leo knelt at her feet. He pulled the shoe away from her foot and slide his hand over her heel in the process. She wiggled her toes as Leo glided her other shoe off.
“You have the most amazing feet, Miss Danson.”
“Thank you, Leo. Touch them if you want.”
Vanessa had realised Leo’s foot fetish some time ago and she loved guys who loved feet.
Leo ran his hands over her instep and soles. They were so soft. Vanessa bought her feet up to Leo’s face. He pressed her soles against his nose. They smelt of sweet peaches. He slowly kissed the ends of her toes, moving his lips along her foot.
Leo’s tongue was soon sliding between Vanessa’s toes. His hands running up the calves of her legs. Vanessa closed her eyes as her toes felt the warmth of his mouth.
The ecstasy was interrupted by the door opening and two ladies walking in. Leo had to be careful. If a customer caught him licking his clients’ feet, then his business would be ruined.
He didn’t make a habit of worshipping his customers' feet in this manner. In fact, it had only happened once before when a ‘bride to be’ came in looking for shoes for her wedding reception.
Leo immediately pulled up as if nothing had happened and greeted the ladies with his normal flair. Secretly, he was cursing their intrusion.
Vanessa put on her sandals and picked up the new shoes. She smiled as she paid for them and bid Leo farewell, who went on to serve the two ladies.
Leo couldn’t stop thinking about Vanessa’s feet. How amazing they were and how great they felt in his hands and mouth. He needed to finish what he had started. But how? All he really knew about Vanessa was her address from the shop account. He didn’t think she was married, but maybe she lived with a boyfriend. She has an amazing figure and was very beautiful. There is no way she was single.
Vanessa didn’t live that far away from Leo, about a twenty-five-minute walk. But he couldn’t just knock on her door. And he wasn’t going to sit outside her house stalking her, he wasn’t that guy. Leo decided a subtle way to try and casually bump into her was to include her road in his evening jog.
Leo found her house easily on his first jogging mission. It was modern and well kept. But there was no sign of Vanessa. For over a week, he went past and saw nothing but occasional shadows through the window. It wasn’t enough to make out if it was her or a possible beau.
Then one hot day after about two weeks of running past, Leo spotted Vanessa getting out of her car. Her long legs swung out of a blue BMW Z4 in a pair of yellow peepholes, cut-out high heels. Her feet looked great with a deep grey pedicure and a silver anklet. In black denim shorts and a white shirt, she looked completely irresistible.
Leo couldn’t not say something she might not recognise the dapper shoe attendant as the sweating jogger.
“Miss Danson?” Leo said stopping by her drive trying to pretend their meeting was coincidental.
“Hi Leo, what are doing here?”
“I don’t live far away; I often jog out this way. Didn’t realise you lived here,” he said panting.
“Yes, it’s a small world. Do you want to come in for some water? You look like to need a breather.”
“Thank you, that would be amazing.”
Vanessa unlocked her door and Leo followed her in, trying not to drip sweat on the floor. She poured him a glass of water while she poured herself a glass of wine.
“Ah, thank you. You are very kind, Miss Danson. I needed that.”
“Call me Vanessa, or my friends call me Van. After all, you have sucked on my toes, so we should be on first name terms.”
Leo laughed.
“Come with me, I have something to show you.”
Vanessa guided Leo upstairs. His eyes fell to her designer yellow shoes.
“They don’t look like they are from me?” he said following her upstairs.
“No, I am afraid they aren’t,” Vanessa replied as she opened the first door they come to.
“This is my shoe room,” she said guiding Leo in.
Leo looked in amazement. The room had glass cabinets floor to ceiling. All were split into individual shoebox-size compartments. Each contained a pair of heels. It was a collection of hundreds of high heel stilettos, pumps, and sandals.
“Wow, you could open your own shoe shop. Have you worn all these heels?”
“No, I do have pairs I haven’t worn yet. But yet I still buy more.”
Vanessa sits down on a pale pink sofa in the centre of the room.
“Why don’t you pick a pair for me to put on?”
Leo studied the collection carefully and picked up a pair of royal blue stilettos with grey detailing. He handed them to Vanessa.
“I haven’t worn these much. Do you want to help me try them on?”
Vanessa stretched her feet out as Leo bent down. She rested her feet on his lap. He stroked her legs as he slowly pulled off her current heels. Leo admired her bare feet and noticed a silver toe ring. He slipped her feet into the stilettos. Vanessa got up and danced round the room. Leo admired her toe cleavage and arches in the extremely sexy footwear.
Leo eyes kept scanning the walls.
“What about those,” he says pointing to a pair of black and orange patent high heel sandals.
Leo had recognised them as a pair he sold Vanessa a few months ago. She took them out of their case and handed them to him. She sat back down, and Leo pulled off the stilettos. She slipped on the sandals and Leo did up the buckles.
“You want to finish what you started, don’t you?” she said smiling.
He ran his hand along her ankles. Then he lightly kissed the exposed flesh of her foot. His hand glided over her skin and the leather straps running across her feet. He planted kisses on her toes. Then ran his tongue between the arch of her foot and the sandal.
He then undid the first sandal. Vanessa’s big toe disappeared into his mouth. She felt his tongue wrap around her digits as he put the end of her foot completely in his mouth. He felts all her toes tickling his tonsils. He withdrew, her toes glistening with his saliva.
Leo then moved over to the other foot, which had the toe ring. He lifted her foot up and kissed the back of heel, sliding his tongue round, over the top of her instep. He undid her heel and started sucking her toes.
Vanessa felt Leo move her toe ring round with his tongue. She was so turned on and started rubbing her groin through her shorts. As Leo continued to kiss, lick and suck Vanessa became more turned on. She undid her denim shorts so she could play with herself.
“I think you need to lick something else,” she demanded.
Leo’s kisses moved up her legs as he pulled down her shorts. His hands slid over her yellow panties; he felt the wetness between her legs. He pulled them down to her ankles.
Her pussy was like her house, well-kept and tidy. She sported trimmed pubic hair just above her slit, which Leo soaked with his tongue. He then moved down to her opening and tasted the warmth between her puffed lips.
Vanessa’s bare feet danced up Leo’s chest, feeling the slim fit polyester T shirt still soaked with perspiration from his run. She pushed it up his torso. Leo pulled it off completely. Vanessa ran her feet over his sweaty chest, smearing perspiration across his skin. Her feet slid down to his groin. Leo got up in a better position. Her feet pushed his lycra shorts down. Again, Leo helped and pulled his shorts down to his knees. His cock dangled hard between his legs.
He felt Vanessa run her feet over it, around his firm member. Her toes rubbed his scrotum. Leo felt his cock get harder. Her feet were wrapped around it, sliding up and down his shaft. Vanessa then bent down to suck it. Leo heard her gagging. She withdrew and sat back. She started sliding her feet up and down his solid, wet cock. He felt himself get so turned on, as her toes rubbed his tip. Leo knew he couldn’t go much longer without cumming.
As Vanessa’s feet continued to slide up and down, semen shot from his cock and landed over her foot. Vanessa started pumping harder, determined to drain his balls. Another spurt erupted out of his penis. Leo was sweating harder than ever. His cum flowed over Vanessa’s feet like lava from a volcano.
Leo lay down on the floor completely spent and unable to move.
Vanessa admired her feet, wet with Leo’s saliva, sweat and cum. She sat on the floor; she then bent her leg in and rubbbed her pussy with the ball of her dirty foot.
Leo watched saying nothing as her pubic hair became wetter with his fluids. Vanessa rubbed her foot round in a circular motion over her vagina making herself cum again.
Vanessa got up from the floor. The white shirt just covering her dignity. She sat on the sofa. Leo joined her. She threw her legs over his. The pair kissed as Leo stroked Vanessa’s legs.
“I think we need a drink, Vanessa”, Leo said putting on his shorts and heading downstairs.
Having cleaned herself up, Vanessa came down a few minutes later in a cream silk gown and red heeled, black stilettos.
“It wasn’t purely accidental you just jogging past, was it?”
“What makes you say that?”
“I’ve seen you every day since I last visited ‘The Shoe Emporium’ and I never saw you before then.”
“You got me, Van.”
“Yes, I have, haven’t I?”
She undid her gown and let it fall to the floor; she stood naked apart from the black stilettos. Leo studied her body, her slender legs up to her pussy and great looking breasts.
“I am going to keep these heels on while you fuck me, Leo!”
Leo didn’t need a better invitation. Soon Vanessa’s legs were in the air and Leo had grabbed onto her heels. He drilled deep inside her pussy. He licked her toe cleavage as he came hard in her cunt.
They lay naked on the living room floor. Leo realised he couldn’t get enough of Vanessa’s feet and her footwear. He couldn’t let this stop now.
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Leo now goes round on a regular basis. He picks a pair of heels from the shoe room, Vanessa puts them on, and Leo worships her feet. Often, he also licks other parts of her body, and they end up having sex.
Vanessa sometimes calls round Leo’s house on the way out so he can wank over her feet. She loves being out in public with his semen between her toes.
Cathalina
- 30.12.2020
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