My cock throbbed against the sole of her foot, held tightly to the skin by the elastic of her stirrup pants. The cum I'd just spent oozed between her toes, dripping on her pussy, splayed and sodden from the fucking she'd just had, and as I knelt down to lick the droplets off her pubes before cleaning her foot I pondered just how I'd gotten here. Just eight h...
It was a cloudy rainy dusk. I had taken a job working in a women's shoe store to try and make ends meet. Today I was beginning to think I made a huge mistake. It seems the gray day and the ability to buy on line is keeping people shopping at home. I was left alone in the store all day, and pretty much could have read War and Peace uninterrupted. I stepped o...
After my Friday night of submissiveness, I spent the weekend reasserting my dominance with amber. The only thing I'd received from Ms. Juilia was a text instructing me to practice bending in my heels so that I could stand straight legged and touch the floor. I was to do that twice a day until I saw her again. I made sure amber never saw me doing that, which...
Some people don't believe that there's such a thing as accidents, and to be honest I think they have a point. Accidents might not be deliberate, but that doesn't mean they're not avoidable. That thing with the shoe-shop was certainly avoidable, if only I had taken a bit more time with my memory improvement exercises. I would have done, as well. But I forgot...
Another story I wrote my sexy wife trying to turn her on so I could get some. This is from her perspective though. I had just finished having a horribly long week and was completely stressed out when I got home late Friday afternoon. I knew there was only one cure to fix the week I had just had - shoe shopping! I took a quick shower to get ready before my...
Susan Jackson, Anne's friend was a bored eighteen-year-old horny senior. She was tired of the pawing hands of her male classmates who all wanted her to suck their cocks and fuck but had no idea about how to please a girl. They thought a lick at her crotch was all a girl wanted before being fucked for three minutes. What Susan wanted was an adventure: a lovi...
February. Blizzard-like conditions. Snow piling up faster than I'd ever seen. And cold! Thank God for my office, just down a flight of stairs in my home. I'd canceled my appointments for the day, both those I was to attend and the ones with people coming here. The only person I couldn't reach was the woman from Theater Direct, but I suspected she'd been sto...
We meet in a bar, me, my best sissyboy painslut & you. We are all dressed in everyday office attire; you boys look so professional in your suits. I have on a tight white blouse which strains a little at the buttons, the sheer lace of my bra clearly showing through; a straight black skirt, net stockings & heeled patent black pumps. There are other such groups...
My Favourite Like most men, I love the colour red. Not the hair colour of course. Then again, that's ginger or to be polite, strawberry blond. But in every other sense I love red. My favourite sports teams wear red and I drive a red car. However, most importantly, I love my women in red. Red dresses, red coats and red shoes. Not necessarily all at once......
"It's a girl thing," I said with a smile to the shoe salesman as I looked down at the shoes he had slipped on my feet. Spike heels, narrow straps, absolute torture but worth the pain. "Oh believe me, I completely understand," he said with a sheepish grin. I looked down at the man kneeling patiently at my feet while I admired the shoes. He was waiting for...