Lesbian Shoe Stories

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by infructescence on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

She had on these flat-soled casual shoes, so very cute, but out of place in this glamorous setting. I wondered if anyone else noticed she had them on. More likely they just noticed how she was dressed. With all the bare-shouldered women with their long glittery dresses and high luscious cleavage out on display, it felt as though the girl in the worn shoes wa...

Shoes

by foxxieme on Sep 14, 2017
Lesbian Sex

It would be closing time soon. I wanted to go home as soon after closing time as I could, feed the bird take a hot bath and go to bed. The bell chimed to signal a customer. She walked in on a broken heal. "Please, I know you are closing but I broke a heal and need a pair of shoes. I can be fast." I could not say no to her big ,round eyes. "OK," I said, "what...

The Shoe Sales Girl

by maxxmann81 on Sep 14, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Brenda stood looking through the window of the shoe store. She watched as Cindy finished with her customer. It was 8:45 and some of the stores in the mall were already pulling the gates halfway down. Typically on a Wednesday night like this the mall was nearly deserted at this time. Brenda knew it was time to act on her plan. For weeks she had been watching...

Black Shoes

by roadrunner23 on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

You had lost a bet and now it was time to pay up—though getting a nice pair of new shoes wasn't such a bad thing. You dressed just as I told you—your little black dress, pearl necklace and earrings, thigh-high black stockings, and black heels—but no panties! We drove downtown and found the store; a small, high-end shoe store with a ritzy clientele. It was...

Evening Up The Score

by Blue_shoes1980 on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

"Holy shit, Tori. Look at that!" My friend Ben nudged me and nodded his head in the direction of the pretty brunette walking our way. I had been having fun flashing a few of the male shoppers in the mall. It was a common noontime practice for me, even when Ben was with me. Now I could see what had caught his eye. The girl moved with a liquid sort of grace,...

Heather's Shoe Shop Exposure

by Slutty63 on Sep 12, 2017
Lesbian Sex

This is my second submission to Literotica and I would really appreciate your comments and feedback. I think this story may well lend itself to further instalments. Saturday morning. I awoke early and had breakfast before getting ready to leave the house. All the time I felt the excitement and anticipation building inside me. Today I was starting a par...

Goody Two-Shoes Ch. 07

by KarennaC on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

I hated filling out job applications. I'd lucked into my previous job without having to do an application; the owner of the convenience store where I'd worked had given me a break because he knew my next-door neighbor. But since my boyfriend had talked me into quitting that job a few days earlier, I had to find another job, and I didn't have anyone to call i...

Goody Two-Shoes Ch. 04

by KarennaC on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

I stood behind the counter at work, waiting for my cell phone to ring. Naturally, it didn't. For eighteen years, I'd been the good little girl. No dating, no boyfriends. Forget sweet sixteen and never been kissed; I'd made it to eighteen without having a guy's tongue in my mouth. And the one or two closed-lipped pecks I'd received had been nothing to write...

Goody-Two-Shoes Makes A Friend

by Alex De Kok on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

This is for Tom and Will and the others of you who wanted to know what happened next. I hope you enjoy reading my little tale. My grateful thanks to my editor for her efforts. Any mistakes remaining are mine own. * * * * * When Carly awoke from the wild erotic dream in which she was the central figure, Jack was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking conce...

Keep the Shoes On

by Delilah_Night on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

After a long day of teaching, all I want to do is collapse on our bed and take a nap. Yawning, I unlock the door to the house. I'm too tired to put anything where it belongs-my keys, purse, shoes, and bag full of the night's grading land in a drunken pile at the bottom of the stairs. I stumble up to the bedroom and stop short. Laid out in a silent order ar...