If the Shoe Fits: A Shoe Fetish Story

"Um, where do you want me to do this?" I asked, both excited and shocked.

"Right here, while I hold it for you," she said. "I think we've provided enough homemade lube for you to slide that hard dick of yours in and out of my shoe pussy slick as a whistle."

"It is very well lubricated," I laughed awkwardly, as I moved my cock towards the inviting open toe of the unusually sexy shoe.

"Slide that big cock right in my shoe, Kevy," she purred... her voice so sultry it made my cock flinch.

"Okay," I nodded, in awe that my weird perversion could turn someone else on... especially someone as amazing as Roxy. I slid my hard rod into her very wet shoe pussy and groaned... the enhanced fascination that Roxy was not only holding the shoe for me, but she was also watching with excitement, plus she kept emphasizing that it was hers, and all of that had my balls boiling the moment I entered her shoe pussy. "Ooooooooh, God!"

"Yes Kevy, fuck my shoe pussy, fuck it with your big cock," she cheered me on, letting out a moan, which of course made me moan too.

"Oh shit," I groaned, both because of her nasty encouragement and tone, and also because I was so excited, that I was about to cum in a shamefully and frustratingly short amount of time. I didn't last fifteen strokes before I grunted and spewed my load into the shoe, while I moaned, "Sorry."

"He needs to work on his stamina," Mike chuckled. I'd forgotten he was even there, during my all-too-brief intimate encounter with his wife and her shoe.

I looked up after finishing unloading my own massive load into the cum-soaked shoe and saw he'd been filming me with his phone.

He shrugged, "Without this evidence, no one would believe it."

"Don't worry Kevy," she reassured me, as she pulled the shoe away, and my cock slid out. "That's just for our own personal enjoyment."

"Yes ma'am," I nodded, oddly not minding I'd been filmed fucking a shoe. I trusted her, and I'd do pretty much anything, if not actually anything, to continue along this sexual adventure.

"I bet his cock won't even go down," she said, tilting the shoe so all the cum drained to the heel end.

"It is pretty much hard twenty-four seven," I joked.

"Oh, to be that young again," Mike laughed.

"Open up, Kevy," she said. "You must be hungry."

My eyes went wide, as I realized what she expected me to do next. Of course I'd already decided to do anything for her, so the idea of my drinking a cum cocktail we'd all three contributed to seemed very appetizing.

I tilted my head back, opened my mouth like a baby bird, and allowed Roxy to pour the two loads of semen, mine and Mike's, as well as the sweet nectar of Roxy's very own cum into it.

"Don't swallow it yet," she instructed me, as she poured the cum into my open mouth.

I obeyed, and captured it all.

"Close your mouth and swirl it around inside," she ordered. "Savour the complex taste," sounding like a sommelier of cum cocktails.

I did as she said, swishing the big gooey load around in my mouth... it was salty... sweet... utterly delicious... which I realize makes me sound really gay. But without a doubt, I liked the taste of the cock cum just as much, if not more than, the cunt cum.

"Now swallow," she ordered, after about thirty seconds of my enjoying the taste and texture of the combined loads.

I obeyed.

"That was hot," she said.

"And tasty," I added.

"We'll see you again soon, Kevy," she said.

"I hope so," I replied.

"See you at the gym in the morning?" she asked.

"As always," I nodded, wondering how different it would be going to the gym tomorrow, knowing what I now knew, and having experienced what I'd now experienced with her and Mike.

I got dressed and went back home, a little overwhelmed by the crazy turn of events that had begun with my getting caught fucking Roxy's shoe while wearing her crotchless pantyhose, and ended with Mike encouraging me to fuck her sodden shoe while I was still wearing her crotchless pantyhose.

I could still taste our cum in my mouth as I went to the washroom to get ready for bed... deciding not to brush my teeth tonight, as I wanted to continue enjoying the lingering aftertaste of the cum cocktail.

I went to bed and crashed almost immediately, exhausted from the craziest day of my life.

.....

DAY 4

I woke up, showered, and headed straight to the gym, dying to see Roxy again, and to obey her order to come to the gym first thing in the morning... just like I always did.

She was dressed in a tight black dress that showcased her every curve, with shiny mocha pantyhose and five-inch heels... closed toe, which was rare.

She waved to me and I went over, trying to act casual. "Hey," I said, my suave go-to line for any woman... which I know really wasn't all that suave.

"Hey, Kevy," she smiled. "What time do you work until today?"

"Four," I said, working at a bookstore for the summer... the same store I'd worked at throughout high school as well.

"Stop by as soon as you're done," she said. "I'll have something very special waiting for you."

"Will do," I said, still trying to act casual, even as I wondered what the special surprise could possibly be.

"You'll love it," she promised, giving my arm a squeeze, before another client came over to ask her a question.

I went and worked out, although it wasn't my best workout as I struggled to focus, since every time I caught a glimpse of Roxy I pictured her naked again and my cock flinched, which isn't overly conducive to working out.

Time that day seemed to pass at a snail's pace... perhaps even a sleeping snail's pace... like when you're going on a trip somewhere, and it seems to take forever to get there.

I was dying to know what my surprise was.

Would she suck my cock?

Would she let me fuck her?

Would she let me go down on her?

Would she make me eat some more cum?

It was crazy that I'd finally found someone who was turned on by my weird shoe fetish... although unfortunately she was married, and a lot older than me. I was so distracted by Roxy's tease about what my surprise was, I ignored the hot girls who typically came into the bookstore... although many of them came in for the hip coffee shop further inside, and didn't actually venture into the book section.

As soon as my shift was done I headed to the gym, desperate to learn what the surprise was... my cock painfully hard the entire way there, and feeling secretly giddy still to be wearing the crotchless pantyhose underneath my other clothes.

I arrived, and once Roxy saw me, she gave me a head nod towards her office. My cock flinched as I admired her nylon-clad legs while following her to her private office.

Once we were inside, she said, "Close and lock the door, Kevy."

I did, my head spinning with possibilities.

"Do you like the heels I'm wearing today?" she asked, as she sat on top of her desk, her legs crossed.

"They're really sexy," I answered, feeling I could be at least somewhat forward with her by now. Or at least unabashedly appreciative of her charms. "Although I'd like them better if I could see your sexy toes."

"Yeah, I don't usually wear closed toe heels," she said, but added, "but they're helpful for today's special gift."

"How so?" I asked.

"Hungry?"

"Starving," I replied, both because it was dinnertime and I hadn't eaten anything since a sandwich for lunch, and because the idea of servicing Roxy in any manner whatsoever, had me salivating and ready for anything.

"Do you know why I'm wearing closed toe heels today?" she asked.

"To tease me," I smiled, dying to see her feet, as she dangled one of her heels like a hypnotist's watch, which made me feel like Pavlov's dog, to mix metaphors from my fevered brain.

"Well, that goes without saying," she smiled, as she expertly swung her heel back and forth. She then added, "but I also didn't want any of Mike's cum to ooze out of the opening."

"Ohhhhh," I said, realizing what my surprise was.

"Yeah, Mike unloaded two loads into these sexy shoes," she revealed. "One this morning when he woke up to a morning blow job from me, and a second load at lunch when he pounded me on this desk."

I couldn't believe how open she was being with me. So hot! So wicked! I replied, "That I would have liked to see."

"We fuck in here a lot, so you'll probably get the chance," she said, as she allowed one of her heels to drop to the floor, and lifted her foot to reveal a very stained stocking sole. "This foot has had his cum marinating with my foot sweat ever since first thing this morning."

"It looks amazing," I said, as I admired the whitish stains.

"I bet it tastes amazing too," she said, "what do you think?" wiggling her toes at me.

"I imagine so," I said, approaching her.

"Yes, it's been marinating, and the load fermenting with my sweet foot sweat all day," she said, as usual in her sexy voice... which I realized was the only voice she had.

"I can't imagine anything more delicious," I said, as I wrapped my hands around her ankle and slowly caressed the sheer silk.

"Do you love my nylons or my legs?" she asked.

"Both," I answered, admiring both of them. "The nylons definitely accentuate and enhance your lovely fit legs perfectly."

"You're so sweet," she said, seeming to enjoy the compliment.

"And I bet this foot cocktail will be sweet too," I said, as I moved my tongue to her cum-stained sole.

"Just smell it first," she ordered.

"Okay," I said, having never before considered what the scent of a cum cocktail on a nylon foot might be like.

As I moved my nose to the center of her sole, where a large white stain was embedded, she asked, "How does it smell, Kevy?"

I wasn't sure I could properly put the scent into words. It was unlike anything I'd ever smelt before. Sure, there was a hint of salty sweat, and even a subtle scent of either nylon or shoe... but there was also something else. It was as if the nylon, the shoe, and the cum... having been marinating for hours... had combined into a brand-new scent. I answered, after trying to process what it smelt like, "It's heavenly."

"Mmmmmmm," she purred. "I knew you'd like it."

"I love it," I said, as I took a big whiff, and let the scent swarm around me, drawn into me like fresh air.

"You want to be my foot slave, Kevy?" she asked as I continued sniffing her foot, completely captivated by the unique aroma.

"Yes ma'am," I answered without any hesitation at all. I would happily smell, massage and lick these two feet anytime I was given the privilege.

"I love having my feet licked and massaged," she said and then added, "But Mike doesn't like feet all that much."

"Then divorce him and marry me," I joked... kind of.

"I could never leave that wonderful cock," she laughed, "although I could use a regular foot slave to pamper me."

"Then consider me your full-service foot slave," I said, the idea that I'd regularly be able to smell, lick, and touch these feet a literal dream come true.

"You're hired," she said, before adding, "although it doesn't pay financially at all well, you'll see that all things considered, it actually does pay really, really well."

I was curious what she meant by that, as her tone was subtle, but I replied, "Just doing this at all makes me feel very well paid."

"Good boy," she smiled and then ordered, "Lick every inch of my foot, Foot Slave Kevy."

Using a term I'd encountered in some erotica I read online, a term that once it was uttered, completely clarified the hierarchy of a relationship, "Yes Mistress."

"Mistress," she gave the softest of moans, when my tongue made contact. "I like the sound of that."

"You deserve to be revered as one," I said, as I began licking the sole of her foot, the taste just like the smell. Heavenly.

"Yes, I suppose I do," she agreed softly, enjoying my tongue bathing her foot.

"So delicious," I moaned, licking every inch of her foot before I began sucking on the nylon, trying to extract all of Mike's cum from it.

"I knew you'd love this homemade treat," she said as she moaned again... she seemed to enjoy being serviced just as much as I enjoyed servicing her.

"I love it," I said, as I sucked the cum out with eager hunger.

"You're such a cum-loving foot slave," she moaned, those nasty words coming from her making my hard cock flinch in my pants.

"I'm your cum-loving foot slave, Mistress," I agreed, in a mesmerized worshipful state.

"Do the other foot," she ordered.

"Yes, Mistress," I replied like a good servant boy, as I moved to the other foot, slid her shoe off, and buried my nose in it.

"This load is a few hours fresher," she pointed out.

"So fucking amazing," I said, as I sniffed and licked her heavenly sole.

"Mike comes in buckets," she said.

"His cum, added to your nylons and natural sweat, are the perfect combination," I said, as I performed my duties as her perfect foot slave.

"You know what will taste even better?" she asked.

"I can't imagine anything tasting better," I said, so enthralled by her cum-coated foot.

"My pussy," she blurted out, shocking me yet again.

"Oh," I moaned, the idea of tasting her pussy so delicious... pun intended.

"Especially when it's full of a fresh load of cum," she added.

"A cream pie?" I asked, although that was obviously what she meant.

"Exactly; would you like to eat a fresh cream pie from me?" she asked.

"God, yes," I nodded, that idea almost as hot as what I was already doing.

"Oh yes," she moaned. "But first you could suck Mike's big cock, get it nice and hard for my pussy."

"I'd love doing anything for you, Mistress," I replied, loving the idea that my being her sex slave turned her on so much.

"Anything?" she asked, as I sucked the cum out of her nylon.

"Yes, absolutely anything, Mistress," I said, meaning it without any qualifiers. I'd already sucked her husband's cock and eaten his cum... so I'd already established a track record of complete obedience.

"Good to know," she said, as she openly rubbed her pussy in front of me.

"I mean it, Roxy," I stressed. "Consider me your full-time slave for your personal pleasure. No limits."

"I'm hosting a girl's night sex toy party this weekend, and I bet they would all greatly enjoy having a foot slave in attendance," she revealed.

"I'll be there," I said without a thought, the idea of servicing her friends adding rocket fuel to my fire of lust.

"Good boy," she said, before adding, "they may want to try out some of the toys on you."

Oh," I said, wondering what toys they might use on me.

"Ever been ass fucked, Kevy?" she asked.

"What? No," I said, that definitely being gay.

"But you'd do it for me?" she asked, looking down at me with the sexiest look ever. "Wouldn't you?"

I wasn't sure how happy I'd be to take it in the ass, yet for Roxy I knew I would. I'd do anything for her... I'd already told her as much. So I responded like the sex slave I was for her, "I'll do anything at all to please my Mistress."

"Good boy, Kevy," she said, as she rubbed her pussy frantically over her underwear, which prevented me from seeing her pussy.

"Anything for you, Mistress," I repeated, as I sucked each of her toes into my mouth.

"Tell me how much you want a big cock in your ass, Kevy," she moaned, clearly close to an orgasm.

"I want a big cock up my virgin asshole while I eat your sweet pussy in your shoe closet," I said, adding some kink... as I figured I may as well add some of my own kink into it.

"Oh, you'll get fucked so good," she moaned.

"And I'll take it like the good slut I am for you, Mistress," I replied, the more compliant I got, the dirtier I talked, and the louder her moans became.

"Oh yes Kevy, you'll be a good little cunt-licking, foot-worshipping, ass slut for us," she moaned, closing her eyes, leaning back and coming.

"Anything for the two of you," I pledged, as I willingly agreed to give up my ass to Mike.

"Mike loves taking virgin assholes," she said a good minute later, as her long orgasm finally subsided.

"Well, mine is definitely virginal," I joked. "Blush!"

"You really are so cute," she said, as she stood up.

"And you really are so beautiful," I admired.

She pulled her panties off and handed them to me. "Here's your reward for being such a good and willing little foot slave."

"Thank you, Mistress," I said, as I brought them to my nose and sniffed. "You smell amazing."

"I taste great, too," she said.

"I imagine so," I nodded.

"Come over tonight," she said, "Around eight."

"I'll be there," I said, as I put her panties in my pocket.

"And don't touch that big cock of yours until then," she ordered.

"That will be hard to do," I joked, although it wasn't much of a joke.

"Nice pun," she laughed. "But keep those balls loaded, and I'll make it worth your while when you come over tonight,"

"Nice pun," I replied playfully.

"Oh," she laughed. "Come. I didn't even realize I said that."

"Thank you," I said.

"No, thank you," she smiled, as she slid back into her heels.

She headed back to work and I headed home... stopping by McDonald's drive-through for dinner.

.....

It was hard... very hard... not to touch myself until I went next door... as the clock seemed to be broken, and not moving at all.

But finally it was time.

I went over, my cock already raging, and knocked on the door.

After a moment, Roxy answered it wearing a short robe and visible black nylons. "Hi, Kevy."

"Hi," I said.

"Not hi Mistress?" she asked.

"Sorry," I apologized. "Hi, Mistress."

"I forgive you," she said playfully, as she closed the door and led me down the hall. "So, I took your idea literally."

"My idea?" I asked, as I followed her.

"Yes," she smiled, as we walked into her bedroom.

Mike was completely naked, and Roxy dropped her robe to reveal a garter-belt for her stockings, and nothing else.

"Wow," I said, as I stared at her body and not much lingerie.

"Get undressed, Kevy," she said. "You've got a virginity to lose."

"Yes, Mistress," I said, as I glanced over at Mike and his semi-erect cock.

"He's really going to take it in the ass for us?" Mike asked, as I took off my shirt.

"Kevy says he'll do anything I want him to," she said. "Isn't that right, Kevy?"

"Yes, Mistress," I replied sheepishly, as I unbuckled my belt.

"Shit," Mike chuckled sounding both amused and a little surprised.

As I pulled my pants down, he added, "Thank you, darling. You do know how I love breaking in a virgin ass."

"I know, baby," Roxy said, coming to the bed and dropping to the floor before him. "Consider it an early birthday present."

"My birthday was two months ago," he laughed, as I now stood awaiting their pleasure in just my crotchless pantyhose.

"Fine, then it's a terribly late bonus gift," she said, before she took his cock into her mouth. God, she looked so hot as she bobbed on that massive member with that shapely naked ass pointing right towards me.

"Come and join her," he ordered.

"Yes, sir," I nodded.

"She's Mistress and I'm just sir?" he questioned.

"Sorry; it's Master if you wish, Master," I apologized, as I lowered myself right next to Roxy, my shoulder almost touching hers as I watched her sucking cock.

She backed off of the cock and pointed it at me, offering, "Hungry?"

"Yes Mistress," I said, as I leaned forward and took Mike's wet cock into my mouth, very conscious that I was also sucking off Roxy's saliva.

"Want to fuck our slave's ass, baby?" Roxy asked as I slowly bobbed, apparently preparing this wet cock for my own ass.

"You know I do, baby," he said, with a little moan that excited me.

"Your cock is going to look so good up his cute little ass," she said, sounding pretty excited about the prospect.