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Hey, Rachel is there anything I should know? You know what I mean more things dripping out about you. Don’t you have work to do and what shoe slut reputation how you have your legs and heels straight up wear my cravat can see you. Oh! please, you act like the typical love master I really need someone more challenging if you get my drops you know what I mean. Well, do you think the other men heard your argument? Why could the thing be easier to just say yes to everything? I don’t think anyone heard me he was one floor below us what about the walls. There were very sophisticated people in this building they lived way up the Penthouse didn’t want to be around people that would put them in danger. How everything changed became exploited. People were getting too involved too deep. They are paper thin I have walls too many men go deeply in. She felt her stomach do dancing sweats going faster her head was spinning erotic flips. Some of their views he could have seen something with us. We don’t need a political disaster. I’m not singing Happy Birthday to the President blowing him under the here we go again table. Should I go to work it should I stay home until this rumor stops spreading between us.She wanted to put on her number one sexy strapless dress, of course, the one that men went again deeper and much faster.Take a deep breath my Rachel you can do this it’s just a routine talk to tell them nothing. She had so many friends to protect it was impossible to keep them all safe.
So she sat in front of her bay window Cassandra overlooking the nymph sea.They were swarming around her all coupled it was like the erotic painting coming at her curves and he hit her waves.Oh her merciful boobs how he liked them they were massive his touched stretched all around from her tip of her nipples to her sides all the way down to her waist so petite like a foursome petit caviar spill.
Suffering for Shoes. A hardcore gay foot, sock, and shoe worship fantasy including ballbusting, trampling, retefism, and bondage.When I was 19, I knew I had a feet l, socks, and shoe fetish. I didn't know how bad my shoe fetish was until after I had been going to see this 35 year old studly daddy for a while.I saw his ad online. He only lived about 15 miles from me. Over in the college town. His pics were great. He was a stud. Black hair brown eyes. He was 6 foot 3 inches tall. Really Manly...
Dream Shoes The other night I had a dream that was tantalizing. I am not an outward Crossdresser and I spend most of my "girl" time reading fiction and wishing I had the money, time, energy, and clothes to do so. However, I do have a small collection of shoes that I wear when the opportunity avails itself. I sort of have a liking for shoes. That's my weakness like for some of you that might have a liking for dresses, pantyhose, panties, etc. My wife recently bought a pair of...
Written by Phoebos THE SHOES MAKE THE WOMAN This is my third work now and could turn into a whole series of unrelated stories if people tend to like the idea. If you need to contact me for any reason my email is [email protected] Please let me know how I can improve my writing so that it is more enjoyable for everyone. My girlfriend is quite possibly the smartest person on the face of the planet, or the most insane depending on who you talked to. It also doesn't hurt that...
If the Shoe Fits 4 By: Paul Jutras and Heather St. Claire The bank had taken over Moon Tech labs for failure of payment. When the auction took place for Dick's safety deposit box, a mousy little girl name Roxy Pizza stood and watched the bidders. She was never one to stand up for herself, but when the bidding got high enough to get rid of most of the buyers, she managed to raise her hand to cough at the right time to have it sold to her. "The box contents goes to...
Cherry Adams was a wiry attractive redhead who needed a new pair of shoes. She owned over three hundred and fifty pairs, a mere pittance according to her. However, she was missing a pair that matched the color red of the new dress her boyfriend insisted she buy. “Cherry, you have red shoes,” he informed her as she slipped on her coat. She sashayed over to her rich, older lover and bent over so she could display her very ample bosom to his appreciative eyes. “Baby,” she cooed. “That red dress...
I entered the small office in the back of the shoe store. The store manager looked me up and down which felt very creepy, but I took the seat anyway when he motioned his hand. I wanted the job. I never expected a callback for an interview since I was still a high school junior and my acne only cleared up three months ago. The manager, who was in his late 40s, sat in his old leather chair behind the desk covered in papers. The chair squeak was horrendous when he leaned back. "So you're...
This may be archived/posted anywhere. Just give credit where credit is due, thanks! In Her Shoes By Pretzelgirl 1. Closet One of my earliest memories involves me learning to walk. Crawling on the hardwood floors of the cramped duplex my parent's once lived in, I still remember the smell of lemon floor wax. I'm sure I knew how to walk at the time, but for one reason or another had chosen not to. I was always slow when it came to social conventions. I used to crawl...
The very first time I fucked another persons shoe was when I turned 18. Before that I had been doing it with my own shoes for years, but we will skip that for another story.One day I went to see my aunt at her house, she lives about 5km from me and is about 15 years older than me. Let´s call her "Helena". She is blond, quite small and good looking! She almost never buy new shoes, so all of her shoes are several years old. That day it had been raining quite much and she had to cut the grass...
“I don’t really know how to tell you this, but my son is coming to stay with us, on Wednesday.” she muttered. “That’ll be nice for you. I didn’t know that you had a son,” I replied, somewhat in shock. We’d lived next to Mary and Ron for over two years and they’d never mentioned a son. “He’s been away,” she continued, “in jail.” The last two words were whispered. “Oh!” I put my hand over my mouth, “You never said.” “Well, we were embarrassed, and we didn’t think that he would...
This is a true story about my wife.After much gentle prodding over a year or so my wife was getting into more and more situations where she could show off her ample assets to unsuspecting men and sometimes women. She was about 5'4" and somewhat curvy with 38D breasts and in her late 20's. I had been purchasing shorter and shorter skirts and more revealing tops for her to wear and she was really starting to enjoy showing her body off. She was becoming accustomed to going about with no panties or...
Her name is Adema (Ah deem ah), and if you think with an Indian accent, it's a very pretty name. And she has the most beautiful of lady's feet, or so I imagine. She adorns them with a horde of girlishly feminine shoes. My problem is that she removes her shoes as she enters her apartment. She leaves those shoes outside of her apartment at her door. And I have to walk by those gorgeous shoes every day. I can't help but stare as I walk past her apartment. I have the strangest of desires,...
Shoes & Socks by CutePatti ------------------------------------------------------------------------ As I walked into the bathroom to take my evening shower I noticed that my daughter's cute pink mary jane shoes and a pair of her white frilly socks were laying on the small dressing bench. The socks had each been separately placed just inside each shoe's opening with great care, certainly not the usual way she would have normally removed and discarded them by flipping the shoes...
Shoes Bill looked down at his shoes. They fascinated him. They made his feet look so small and dainty. They looked so feminine and pretty. Bill had to admit his feet did look pretty in these shoes. He looked past the hem of his skirt and down his nylon clad legs to the girlish feet in the shoes that held his attention so strongly. He sighed at the appearance of his legs and feet in the skirt and shoes. His attention to the feet and the shoes did not go unnoticed by his wife Helen...
As I walked into the bathroom to take my evening shower I noticed that mydaughter's cute pink mary jane shoes and a pair of her white frilly sockswere laying on the small dressing bench. The socks had each beenseparately placed just inside each shoe's opening with great care,certainly not the usual way she would have normally removed and discardedthem by flipping the shoes off in 2 different directions and then pullingoff the socks, turning them inside out and balling them up. No....thisseemed...
Still, in my teens, I was hitchhiking in the California/Nevada mountains. Don't recall where I was headed at the time. I was on a very desolate two-lane road. A grizzled hard rock miner had given me a ride to what seemed like the middle of nowhere, where he turned off the paved road to get to his mine.The landscape was dry and rocky. High altitude desert country. The road was not well-traveled. In the hot afternoon quiet the only sound I heard was the buzzing of a few tiny wild bees, going...
Gay MaleTwo new pretty things for Mistresses . Expensive red shoes & a slavegirl. I finished off my makeup in the mirror, by applying a final touch of lip gloss & just the tiniest extra hint of mascara to the tips my lashes. I had spent over 2 hours in the process, in? the bath & waxing my body all over & especially intimately. Painting my toenails & primping myself. I slipped out of my lace baby doll nightie. & pulled on my most expensive sheer silk pantie & bra set. A matching garter belt for my...
"Good morning, Ma'am. How may I serve you?" Katrina felt a shiver run down her spine to see the young man kneel beforeher, as if someone had run a pin-wheel along its length to lightly prick herskin. Such a charming welcome! Such sweet obeisance! She had heard whispers of this shoe store for some weeks now, rumours ofthe originality of its goods and the unique service it offered. It had takensome time to find, though, it never bothered to advertise, its name was nevermentioned in the press,...
Chapter 8 "Man Dating" - New Shoes If the story is new for you... start at Chapter 1... no rush ...just relax and hope you enjoy... more to come. The room was empty now, his crying had stopped, his bottom felt like the fire was dissipating but he was sure what ever make-up Debra had applied that morning was now in smears and dripping down his face. The private room had a second door and he hoped that it would lead to bath room or such that included access to a sink and a mirror....
I guided Peter into the main shopping mall in town leading him straight into a shoe shop. The girl in the shop fetched a few pairs for me to try on and I relished asking Peters opinion. He tried not to look too obvious that he was hooked on my shoes and feet. I 'hummed' and 'ahmmed' a short while, telling the girl I was undecided and may well be back later.Grabbing his arm once more we walked around the mall going into various shoe shops. In the ones without sales staff I would make him fetch...
CrossdressingDo you believe in love? I try to believe in it, deep inside I want to. But reality has shown me that love is far from the fairytale in a book or movie. Love can be excruciatingly painful and often doesn’t have the ‘happily ever after’ ending. I’ve seen enough of bad endings, with family, friends, and even myself. I thought I wasn’t destined for true love, the love where you walk with your head in the clouds all day, where you can’t stop smiling because butterflies are tickling the inside of...
Love StoriesYou are a wrestler in a Mixed Wrestling League where the matches are contested by pinfall, submission, or sexual conquest.
Hi this is rocky again with mine other real story, hope u like this too. to contact me read the last paragraph. This time I don’t know what should I call this story as straight/gay/bi/a real threesome? Let me tell u abt the two people I had this game(sex) with, they r roshan, of age 18 i.e. same as that of mine and rashmi, of age 24, both r bro-sis. Roshan n I are good friends, right from the first day we met through chatting in yahoo, we both liked to watch tennis, cricket, football, blue...
Guys have to understand something about women. For us, it’sall about the shoes. Maybe it’s an exaggeration for me to say that a pair of Louboutin boots or Manolo Blahnik pumps is better than sex. But really, it would depend on the quality and duration of the sex before I could honestly make that call. My husband and I are discussing sex fantasies, and he has just mentioned one particular hot night on a recent cruise. “Oh, yeah…that’s the night I wore my silver sandals,” I recall, closing my...
Guys have to understand something about women. For us, it’sall about the shoes. Maybe it’s an exaggeration for me to say that a pair of Louboutin boots or Manolo Blahnik pumps is better than sex. But really, it would depend on the quality and duration of the sex before I could honestly make that call. My husband and I are discussing sex fantasies, and he has just mentioned one particular hot night on a recent cruise. “Oh, yeah…that’s the night I wore my silver sandals,” I recall, closing my...
Straight SexA Mile in Her Shoes By Mister Double-U "I tell you Sylvia, it drives me crazy." Allison said. She and her friend Sylvia sat sipping coffee at an outdoor caf?. It was a beautiful spring afternoon. "Every time we have to go out somewhere nice, he's ready in 20 minutes. He's stomping his feet and screaming at the top of his lungs telling me to hurry up." She sat back and took a sip of her coffee. "I tell you, I can't stand it anymore." "I know exactly what you mean, darling." Sylvia r...
Walking down the street, Pansy Pumpscock knew exactly what to do. She needed to make men cum. She needed to feel them throb and spurt all over her hands as she pumped them. After all, giggles, she was Pansy Pumpscock. She also needed to coat her face with their salty-sweet man goo. She needed men to face fuck her hard until they shot ropes of cum down her throat. And she needed them to butt fuck her so that she could feel the jets of sperm shooting inside her. She didn't really care...
Nice Shoes Part 3 By Deane Christopher Copyright 2004 Oddly enough, Amber presented Ethan with the perfect opportunity to come clean about her rather unique sexual duality later that very same evening. It all began innocently enough during their ride up in one the Hilton's swanky elevators, when Amber casually quipped, "Tell me something. What is it with you and those high heels of yours? I mean, you really must like 'em, given that you've got to have damn near every color that they...
Shoes Copyright 2007 by Heather Rose Brown The damp morning breeze was still chilly, but I left my bedroom window open anyway to get rid of the smell of recently dried paint. The lacy white curtains fluttering in the breeze didn't really look right for a boys room, but they would do until Mom could find some decent ones that fit my window. I was laying in bed, staring up at the slanted ceiling and wondering how much of doing nothing I could fit into my first day of...
The last thing Lynn said as I walked out the door was, “I’m off shopping this morning, where will you meet me”. “Your choice” was my reply. Lynn said, “Ok. Meet me at the Shoe Shop about midday, I need some new shoes for the Annual Dinner next week”. I replied “Yes” and left the house to visit a mate. If you’ve been following Lynn’s escapades, you’ll know that we’ve been married for 25 years and she is a blonde aged...
Recently my wife starting selling clothes online - pants, tops etc. Even some of the kids clothes they grew out of. I told her maybe she should get rid of some of her old shoes and boots too, make room for some new ones. She really had no interest so I told her I would sell them for her. She thought I was just being perverted so she shot me down. After a few weeks of her listing stuff and not really selling, I offered my help again. This time she seemed interested but I told her there would be...
FetishRecently my wife starting selling clothes online - pants, tops etc. Even some of the kids clothes they grew out of. I told her maybe she should get rid of some of her old shoes and boots too, make room for some new ones. She really had no interest so I told her I would sell them for her. She thought I was just being perverted so she shot me down. After a few weeks of her listing stuff and not really selling, I offered my help again. This time she seemed interested but I told her there would be...
Fetishplease read the first part. After a short time of resting my feet on Peter’s bum I now slipped my foot back rubbing the sandal against his balls and cock. His knees started to widen slightly as I teased I could see his balls quickly rise up and tighten as they had before. His cock was now straight along my foot and his body was rocking back and forth in time with my foot. I could feel the pre-cum lubricating my foot and shoe it was obvious that he must be getting close once again as his...
please read the first part. After a short time of resting my feet on Peter’s bum I now slipped my foot back rubbing the sandal against his balls and cock. His knees started to widen slightly as I teased I could see his balls quickly rise up and tighten as they had before. His cock was now straight along my foot and his body was rocking back and forth in time with my foot. I could feel the pre-cum lubricating my foot and shoe it was obvious that he must be getting close once again as his...
CrossdressingDR. Jean Marlin was a sex therapist. She had a big house and lived alone. Always busy working; the DR hired a cleaning agency to do her housework. They assigned an older gentleman who she met at their office while signing the paperwork. He was black in his late 40’s. He seems to have been there a while so the DR had no reservations in giving the agency the code to her alarm system. He was to come once a week at 2pm on Fridays. Light dusting, sweeping, laundry and sheet changing and bed making...
FetishSilver Shoes By Ryoko Dan looked at his watch for the third time in the last few minutes, while looking through the window of his office, he pointed to the phone and almost instantly the sound of the phone breaks the silence. "Liz, has Sharon called yet, she knows that I expect her to phone me as soon as she returns from picking up the kids." "No Mr. Sharpe, I will let you know as soon as she calls, she probably is being held up in traffic." "Well, please let me know when...
Image and perception do not always provide you with the full picture. I look like a woman in her early 30's, and you could reasonably assume that I have always been a woman, but I was once a teenage boy. I will never be that boy again, and I no longer want to be him. I did not know it at the time, but a trip to the local convenience store would change my life. I walked to the store to buy a loaf of bread, and I made my way down the damped street after I finished my transaction. I...
"Come here you dirty little slut!" I didn't think I'd been beckoned in a worse way, and though the vile manner in which I was spoken to, caused a rush of juices to pool inside my lower lips, my arousal was still a secret. "Fuck you!" I said and turned my head back to my laptop. In my head, my wise voice, the one who always gets an opinion, but rarely makes any real difference, spoke the words. "What a cunt! Don't you dare give him a thing!" "I already said 'fuck you!' I silently respond. "I...
Straight SexNarrator: "Nathan Edward Bledsoe, of the Bowery Bledsoes, a man once, a specter now. One of those myriad modern-day ghosts that haunt the reeking nights of the city in search of a flop, a handout, a glass of forgetfulness. Nate doesn't know it but his search is about to end, because those shiny new shoes are going to carry him right into the capital of the Twilight Zone." A late model Chevy four door car stops in an alley. Two men get out and open the trunk. They wrestle a body of a man out...
So I just got off the phone with you setting up a special brunch date at one of our favourite sidewalk cafe's. I requested that you wear something specific and that I would be checking as I laughed when we hung up the phone. I quickly jumped into the shower and prepared for our date in a few hours. The whole time I was daydreaming of what I had asked you to do. These thoughts caused my cock to stir as I was hoping that you followed the instructions that I issued. Now I also told you there would...
When I started watching that XXX movie of my brother's, I never dreamedthat I would wind up in a XXX episode of my own--with my own mother! I was only 17 at the time, a senior in high school. On a Friday nightlate, around 1:30, I couldn't sleep, so I got up and slipped quietlydownstairs, wearing just a pair of jockey shorts. I had a video-porno tapethat belonged to my brother, who was away at college. I popped myself somepopcorn in the kitchen and then put the tape in the VCR and turned it...
This story is not my own.. I got it off the woman who wrote it. Its more then a littleKinky and bizarre, not my thing but hot nonethelessI love the way my breasts look. They are large and full looking with big sticky-out nipples. What's more they are full of milk - too much milk!I gave birth to a baby about six months ago and, since then, my body has become virtually everything I ever wished for. I've worked hard on getting my tummy flat, and have succeeded fairly well, and then there are my...
The light from the street lamp outside probed its way through the small gap in the curtains of my window, casting shadows across her body. It wasn’t the lamp that was keeping Jasmine awake, no it was the humidity was atrocious, even with the full blast air conditioning sliding over her.The naked girl groaned and rolled over onto her stomach, hard nipples sliding across the satin sheets. Putting those on hadn’t been a good idea, but when she had looked she was out of cotton sheets, and the only...
Crated By SG [email protected] My crate was built the only thing left to do was put my plan into motion. I called Craig, my ex boy friend, and asked him if he would be willing to help me move a large crate from my house out to the new house out in the county I had just bought. "Hi Craig, I really need your help." Craig had always been a push over while we were dating and still is even after I broke up with him. He was always willing to do what I wanted. That was the whole...
Lance emerged from the landscaper's shed and walked towards the front of the school. He was wearing the new dress he got yesterday. He walked with confidence as his heels clicked on the sidewalk and his dress swished across his legs. Students looked at him and smiled. Just then a girl came by. "Hi, Simone, I'm with the school paper. I'm doing a piece on the prom court nominees." "Hi," Lance said smiling. "I don't think we've met." "I'm Trudy." "Trudy, it's nice to meet...
Nice Shoes Part 1 By Deane Christopher Copyright 2004 Upon scanning the recently updated list of United's departure times, Ethan Eager Samuels internally fumed. 'Shit. Why the hell did I ever let the woman at the ticket counter back in Philly talk me into taking an earlier flight? Now, owing to an unexpected weather front over the Rockies, and the fact that I'm just too nice of a guy sometimes for my own good, I've got a five and a half-hour layover to look forward to. And, to make...
Tammy was wearing a new pair of shoes today. They were black ballet flats and since she'd noticed that I'd been staring at her legs lately, I think she wore the flats to see if I'd look at her legs even more. Last week she took off her panties at lunch and gave them to me, requesting that I wear them the next day. I followed her instructions to the letter and enjoyed the feeling of wearing her delicates so close to my skin. Today was no different, except instead of those cute socks...
Adapted from the 1997 Usenet alt.sex.stories.d entry "Baby Gets A New Pair Of Shoes," by the author Polly. This was their one and only post, and no contact information is known. Kelly slowly turned the sandal in her hands, eyeing it cautiously. It seemed to be a perfectly ordinary piece of footwear. Red, with a 4" high stacked heel, it had a number of straps and buckles. So gaudy. She checked the size printed on the insole. 7 – her size. Oddly, no sign of a label was seen anywhere on the...
FetishHow did I know Kayla? She was a girlfriend of my nephew, see a pic of her here wearing my wife’s shoes: https://xhamster.com/photos/gallery/9630706/184138154My nephew and Kayla went out for a number of years. This provided me with the opportunity to get to know her quite well. What she liked, what she didn’t like, her quirks, all stuff that I thought I would never need to know or use in the future. When they broke up it was your classic deal where they both hated each other and vowed to never...
"The Red Shoes" By Jennifer Richardson My fianc?e Beverly was away on a girl's only holiday to Ibiza for two whole weeks. At the airport when I'd dropped her off she'd laughed and told me to work hard while she was away. "Plenty of overtime Alistair, then I can blow it all on decorating when I get back!" I waited until she'd checked in she met up with her friends in one of the bars and had sent me off with a disinterested wave. There had been catcalls and raspberry's directed a...
The shop was lit with the warm glow of patent leather shoes. Stilettos the colour of fresh bruises, tip to heel with black knee-high boots and mossy court shoes. The rich scent of polish washed across my skin and I almost forgot, for a moment, that I needed to be back at the office by 1:15. Over by the counter, the sales assistant chatted to some fashion victim with less dress sense than money, oblivious to my presence. With no shoes or credit card anywhere in sight it was obviously a social...
Dan and Vicki had only been married for 4 and a half years when they attended what would turn out to the most significant office party they ever experienced. This was before Dan made his fortune, and both of them were rich enough to retire young. He was already prospering, but the millions had not quite rolled in. Vicki was working at a medical office, where she did mostly boring, clerical work, when one of her co-workers caught her eye. His name was Larry, and he seemed to return the interest....
FetishIt was her shoes that started it. I have a fetish with women's feet and the shoes they wear. I tell people that I notice a woman's shoulders and abs first, but that's almost a lie. I look at a woman's feet. Her shoes will tell you about her. The type of shoe, the age of the shoe and the style of the shoe are all important. It's also important what time of day she's wearing them too. Used to be that a woman wore heels because that was her only choice. Now with all the different styles out there,...
Introduction: Victoria finally meets her neighbours son…when he is released from prison Miss Goody Two Shoes As I was hanging out my washing, Mary, my elderly neighbour called me over. Victoria, I dont really know how to tell you this, but my son is coming to stay with us, on Wednesday. she muttered. Thatll be nice for you. I didnt know that you had a son, I replied, somewhat in shock. Wed lived next to Mary and Ron for over two years and theyd never mentioned a son. Hes been away, she...
Story is in the 60’s before cell phones and PCs when small stores actually had sales people that serviced clients. This is a close to true story, well sort of the mature fuck is real. As part of his high school business class requirements, Jim had gotten a job at a local shoe store. The owner had gone out for the afternoon and left Jim to stock shelves as it had been a slow day. He was in the back when the bell rang telling him someone had entered the store and he went up front. He...
Black BeatEvery August, kinksters from all over the country convene at the annual Black Beat Conference to let off a little steam, party, and revel in some dark debauchery. It’s a common meeting ground for people of color in the BDSM community, and the people who admire them, to explore their fantasies with others. It was also an event perfectly suited for Rick and Tracy, as they were an interracial couple who liked to dabble in the D/s world, and the conference was only a hop, skip, and a...
Welcome to Little Italy, Viv The next day, Leo made his way up to my office just before lunch time. He wanted to apologize to Viv. He had bought flowers for her. A dozen long stem roses.When Viv saw Leo walk through the door she panicked. She froze behind her desk. "Viv," Leo said to her, "I wanted to apologize for yesterday. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me. I offer you these flowers as a token of my friendship and a sign of my deep regret for scaring you." Viv couldn't...
HumorAs I was hanging out my washing, Mary, my elderly neighbour called me over. “Victoria, I don’t really know how to tell you this, but my son is coming to stay with us, on Wednesday.” she muttered. “That’ll be nice for you. I didn’t know that you had a son,” I replied, somewhat in shock. We’d lived next to Mary and Ron for over two years and they’d never mentioned a son. “He’s been away,” she continued, “in jail.” The last two words were whispered. “Oh!” I put my hand over my mouth, “You never...
“You need to alter your face, big time young lady!” The harshness of the words from her father had cut Leah much deeper than anything her mother could have said. That was always the way.“Just remember, this isn’t your day. It isn’t about what you want. It’s important that your big sister is there for her friend as she marries the man of her dreams. So I suggest you stop sulking about who has the better dress – take some time out and get your act together.”Leah stomped off. If truth be told her...