Damn, I’d like to be wrapped around her body like that. Dark brown leather, creeping up the back of her calf. Those heels make her ass look luscious, spankable as fuck.
I’d bend her over, naked but for those damn boots, spank her ass, ride her hard, then strip her down and lick those achin’ feet and suck her painted little toes. Oh yeah, I would.
But not before I fucked her good, make her wrap those legs around my waist. The cool leather scrapin’ my skin, heels diggin’ into my ass. Oh fuckin’ yeah. That’s right.
Wish I was the fabric on the inside of her shoe, caressing her skin all day.
Aw shit, she saw me lookin’. Look somewhere else. Anywhere else.
Oh? Who is this? Grey, suede, wedge, and the barest hint of a sexy little ankle? Come on over here, sugar, and let me…
What’ll I do with this one? Mmmm, I’d shoot jizz over her feet and lick her clean again. Yeah, I bet she’d like that shit.
Huh, she’s lookin’ at me and smilin’. Yeah, baby, how you doin’?
Wait, what? Did I say somethin’ wrong? Aw fuck, I got a goddamned tent over here. Fuck. Play it cool, man, play it cool. Think of your grandma or somethin’. Naked. Yeah, naked grandma should calm ole boy down.
But grandma always did have the best pumps. Shiny, slick, and beggin’ to be covered in jizz. Awww yeah.
“Sir? Excuse me, sir?”
Huh, what’s this little prick with his ugly ass shoes want?
“I’m going to have to ask you to leave the store unless you’re making a purchase. You’re making shoppers uncomfortable. Please leave the shoe store before I call security.”
Little fuck, I oughta fuckin’…hey wait, there’s a bench outside. We cool, we cool. I know where to take the show.
Welcome to Wicked Wednesday! This week’s prompt was all about shoes, so I decided to write an ode to a certain someone I know who has a boot fetish (although not a foot fetish like our guy here). Now, go forth and read more smutty goodness!