5 comments/ 50352 views/ 9 favorites Shoe Shopping By: hissecretdream "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 me to decide if I liked them or not, looking up at me with those big brown puppydog eyes, ready to run fetch another pair if I just said the word. There was definitely some appeal in a man in such a subservient position. I had the sudden urge to take advantage of the situation. "There is something about a well-turned ankle in a pair of heels," he said softly, barely brushing his fingertips across my ankle as he spoke. Nothing is quite as sexy as a woman in the right pair of shoes." It was probably a sales pitch but I felt a little shiver run through me when he touched my ankle. I wrinkled my nose and looked down at the shoes. "Hmmm, I don't know," I said more to myself than to him. "How about something with an ankle strap?" I asked, placing my right foot back on the stool at his side. I very slowly let my knees fall apart and my skirt slide up my thighs to show just a little bit of the lace at the top of my stockings. He looked a little embarrassed and said he had just the thing and disappeared into the back room. Moments later he returned with a box. Slowly he opened it and pulled out a pair of shoes and held them up for my approval. They were stillettos, ridiculously high heels with ankle straps that wrapped around the ankle twice before buckling. Not exactly what I had in mind but definitely gorgeous and sexy. Not the kind of shoes I would normally wear but with him kneeling at my feet holding up the shoes, I couldn't resist. I lifted my bare foot and placed it toe first on the stool next to him. He set the shoes aside and gently lifted my foot off the stool. I actually felt myself getting a little excited as his fingers wrapped around my foot. I closed my eyes and supressed that little shiver. When I opened my eyes again, he was sitting very still, looking directly into my eyes with a questioning look. I blushed a little, knowing he could tell that his touch had excited me. Without breaking that gaze, slowly his fingers started stroking the arch of my foot. I could tell that he was watching me for any reaction. I knew that if I even flinched he would stop. I sat very still and waited to see what his fingers would do next. Very gently, he started massaging my foot, starting with the arch, then moving to the ball of my foot, and finally working his way out to my toes. It felt heavenly and I let out a little sigh. When he reached the tips of my toes, he moved to the other foot and began the massage all over again. I moved my right foot and placed it beside him, swiveling slightly, so he was between my knees with one foot resting on the stool slightly to his side and the other foot on the floor on the other side of him. My legs were spread far enough that I knew he could at least see my thighs. He very slowly worked his way to the tips of my toes rubbing my stocking-clad foot. Then he stopped, still holding my foot and I opened my eyes. Still looking up into my eyes he lifted one of the new shoes again and said, "Let's try these on." I was a little disappointed that he had stopped. Then he said, "But they are open toe shoes. Never wear stockings with an open toe shoe." His softly pressed his palms to either side of my ankles, then very slowly slid his hands up my calves. Stopping at my knees, he looked up at me and asked, "Would you like me to remove your stockings for you?" I smiled in approval and slid forward a few inches in my seat. His hands continued up my thighs and under my skirt and expertly he unclipped my stocking from my garter belt in front. Still watching for my reactions, his hands slid to the back of my thigh and unsnapped the garter from my stocking. With both clips released, he caught the top of my stocking with his fingers and slid them down my thigh, past my knee and down my calf. I lifted my foot and he slid the stocking off and set it aside. I moved and put my right foot on the stool and he slide his palms up my right leg, ever so slowly again, unclipping the stocking, and sliding it off also. I stretched my foot and wiggled my toes as he released it from the stocking. His hands returned to my right foot. "Mmmm, Red polish," he said in an appreciative tone." I blushed but wasn't quite sure why. Instead of slipping the shoe on he started massaging my foot again. This was the first time a man had touched my bare skin in months and I was becoming extremely aroused with all of the attention he was lavishing on my feet. Slowly he lifted my foot as he bent towards it. Had I known what was coming I might have resisted it but before I had it figured out, I felt his lips brush against the ends of my toes. It was just a warm soft kiss but I had never been kissed there before. I wasn't sure if I should resist or not. It felt weird. But I was enjoying the feeling of his touching me. I opened my mouth to say something. I'm not sure what. To protest maybe. He pressed his finger to his lips in a silence motion and nodded towards the back room. I took it to mean that someone was in the backroom. Then he lifted my foot to his lips again. This time I didn't protest. I relaxed and let my legs fall apart slightly, knowing he could see my panties as he softly kissed each of my toes. My brain was spinning. I was thinking this was too weird but it felt good. I moaned softly. Then I felt his warm wet tongue against my toes. I pulled away but he had a firm grip on my foot. I looked towards the back room. Was someone really there? Were they going to catch us? And did I really want to let him... well, whatever it was that he wanted to do? Still with his hand firmly wrapped around my foot, he pulled me back to him. Reluctantly I followed him. This time I felt his warm lips wrap around my toes in a warm wet kiss. I sat up and squirmed in my seat, uncomfortable with what he was doing, yet oddly aroused by the feeling of his tongue against my skin. He reached out with one hand and gently guided me back in my seat. His hand was stroking across my arm and down my leg in an attempt to sooth me, relax me. This was not something I did. I was not excited at all by thoughts of having my toes sucked. But feeling his mouth, his tongue.... my panties were getting wet. I shifted in the seat to pull away from him. This was just too weird for me. But he moved his free hand to my bare thigh. "No," I heard myself softly protest. Slowly his hand moved up my thigh. No one had touched me there in so long. His fingers found their way to the wet spot on the crotch of my panties and softly began to stroke. Then they moved higher to rest against my clit and began stroking me through the silky panties. As his fingers worked in circles around my clit, he began sucking at my toes slightly harder. I could feel his tongue moving around my toes, licking, sucking, kissing in an almost reverent and worshipful motion. My mind was having trouble accepting it but my body was giving in to him and what he was doing to me became the most erotic sensation I could imagine at that moment. I was sliding down in my chair, too aroused to stop him, too far gone to care. I reached down and pulled my panties aside. He touched me, this time without the layer of silk between my clit and his fingers. I could feel the warmth of his fingers and my hips rose up off the chair to meet him. I wanted more. I wanted to feel his tongue on my clit instead of him sucking my toes. I wanted to feel his hard cock sliding inside of me. But I knew that there was no way we could get away with that where we were. So I succombed to the senation of his mouth, sucking at my toes, his fingers rubbing my clit. I could feel my orgasm starting and I bit my lip trying to keep from crying out as waves of pleasure swept through my body. I came hard, moving against his fingers and enjoying the feeling of his mouth even though I didn't want to enjoy it. I pulled myself back up in the chair, trying to catch my breath. He smoothed my skirt then lifted my foot and placed it in the shoe, softly stroking my ankle as he wrapped the straps around it and buckled it, then moved to the other foot to place the other shoe on it. I looked down at my feet in these ultra sexy spike heeled wonders. There was nothing like them in my closet but I knew I had to have them. My legs were too shaky to even consider walking in them at the moment though, so I asked him to ring up both pair and he put my shoes back on my feet. I slipped my stockings in my purse, paid for my shoes, and decided that I definitely would be coming back shoe shopping very soon. Shoe Shopping It was late in the afternoon while taking a weekend in Santa Barbara about fifteen years ago when Kathi was 38 years old. After a day of swimming and relaxing on the beach, Kathi and I decided to do some shopping at the expensive boutiques along the board walk. We went store to store with Kathi trying on and buying a couple of outfits when she spotted her favorite store – the shoe store. Though she has hundreds pairs of shoes she can never resist a shoe store. The store was an exclusive shop and Kathi asked the thirty-some male clerk to see some shoes that a man would like. He said certainly and disappeared into the rear of the store. Kathi sat down and crossed her lovely legs. She was wearing a colorful sun dress that fell a couple of inches above her knee. When she sat down and crossed her legs it rose up to mid-thigh. Soon the clerk was back with two boxes of shoes, he took out a black strap-on pair and asked if this was what she had in mind – she responded by asking to try them on. He sat on the stool and placed his hand behind her calf and placed her foot on the stool. He slipped off her shoe and started to strap on the shoe. When he was done with the first shoe he moved her foot to the floor and moved her other foot to the stool. From my vantage point Kathi's legs were spread 2-3 inches and her luscious thighs were on display. The clerk was trying to avert his gaze from looking up her dress. After the second shoe was in place Kathi got up and posed at the mirror asking if the shoes made her legs look sexy. The clerk replied that she looked stunning. She then asked to try on the other pair. She sat back down and the clerk placed her foot on the stool and started to unlace the shoe. Kathi's knees were now spread 4-5 inches and the clerk was no longer averting his gaze of her thighs, he also probably was also able to get a shot of her thin silk panties. When he went to buckle the second shoe her knees moved a little further apart. She is such a tease! There was no doubt that he could see completely up her dress. Kathi held her thighs apart and let the clerk examine her thighs and panties. After a couple of minutes, which the clerk never moved his eyes from her crotch, she closed her thighs and asked to try on some more shoes. The clerk said gladly but that it was closing time and he had to lock up the store first. When he got up his hard-on was clearly seen by Kathi and me. While the clerk was away I suggested that she remove her panties. She pressed her legs together and shuttered at the thought. When he returned he had a pair of shoes that he said she would surely love. He sat down and grabbed her by the back of the calf and putting her foot on the stool- this spread her legs again and again gave him a complete view up her skirt. When he was finished strapping on the first shoe instead of placing her foot on the floor he put her foot onto another stool that he had moved into place and grabbed her other foot and placed it on the first stool. The result was that her knees were spread 10-12 inches and her legs set up high exposing her charms to his view (and mine too). He than pushed her dress up to her waist and slowly moved his hands up her inner thighs and began to massage her slit over her panties. She moaned that she was close to cumming and yet still always the tease she asked if he had the shoes in red. While he was gone I again suggested that she remove her panties and this time she stood up and slipped them down her legs and handed them to me. She than sat down with her legs tightly together. The clerk returned with the red shoes and quickly removed the shoe and put on the new red shoe. Kathi kept her legs together but pressed her foot into the clerk's crotch massaging his hard-on while he strapped on the red shoe. When he had the first shoe on he again placed it on the stool and grabbed her other calf and placed it on the second stool exposing her now naked pussy to his enlarged eyes. What a sight it was - my wife with her legs spread wide and her wet pussy open and ready. The clerk pushed her dress up and remarked that the shoes went great with her pretty pink pussy. Kathi was going crazy with excitement. She is the type of woman who cums very easily and becomes extremely wet when she is excited. The clerk wasted no time in sliding his hands up her thighs and quickly entered her with two fingers into her pussy. Kathi started cumming immediately. The clerk worked his fingers in and out of her until her climax was complete. He then slid down onto the floor and moved his mouth to her clit and began flicking it with his tongue while he continued to finger fuck her. He was not neglecting himself having removed his penis from his pants with his free hand. Kathi was coming again from the stimulation of his tongue on her clit. The clerk than moved between her legs and in one stroke buried himself deep into her pussy. His ass snapped back repeataly giving her a couple of long strokes. Kathi was moaning and cumming and cumming. He then pulled her down to the floor and started to pound into her with long strokes. It was amazing watching my wife of 19 years with her dress bunched around her waist being masterfully fucked by a complete stranger on the carpet of the shoe store. Soon the clerk could not hold back his orgasm anymore and with a final deep thrust he buried himself deep and started to squirt his essence deep into her pussy. They both just lay their on the carpet in a glow from their fucking with the clerks cock still inside of Kathi. Instead of pulling out he started a slow grind and tugged at the top of her sundress pulling it down to reveal her beautiful tits – a full 38 C – he started playing with her nipples twisting and pulling on them. When he moved his tongue to her nipples Kathi let out a soft moan and looked up to me and said happily that he was starting to get hard again. The clerk was going to fuck her again. His hips moved in a steady rhythm slowing raising her excitement. He was hitting her high keeping maximum contact with her clit. He continued to squeeze and suck on her teats. Since he had previously cum he was going to last much longer – Kathi was in for a long ride. She was laying with her eyes closed with her feet wrapped around his ass urging him on. She was cumming continuously. It was an unbelievable sight – I could clearly see his penis repeataly entering Kathi- his cock had become coated with a white froth from his previous cum. After fucking her for 15 minutes he began to pick up the pace and was slamming into her with long deep strokes as hard as he could. Kathi just loves to be fucked hard and was going totally wild. Soon I could see his ass muscles tighten and he once again shot his sperm deep into her willing pussy. Kathi had completely lost control from the fierce fucking that she had received. The clerk got up and left Kathi on the rug with her dress around her waist, he legs spread wide, and her pussy gapping open and cum dripping down from her twitching pussy to her asshole. Once we got ourselves together the clerk gave us the shoes at no charge and introduced himself. We gave him our telephone number and said if he ever gets down to San Diego to look us up. Shoe Shopping 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 husband made it home. I sat naked on the couch as I applied my make up watching a little TV in the process. The news was on delivering a story about a school district disallowing cell phones on campus. Apparently, all of the young horny boys in that high school developed a fetish and contest of taking pictures up the skirt of many girls. This gave me an idea for the evening as I got up to get dressed. I put on a cute and colorful top that went well with the denim mini skirt I had put on. The shirt showed my ample size C breasts and the skirt rode up my legs revealing probably too much of my thighs. The pink high heels finished off my wardrobe for the evening. I heard my husband come through the front door just as I had finished getting ready. He let out a whistle as soon as he saw me and asked me why I was all dolled up. I told him "because I had a rough week and you're taking me shoe shopping to make me feel better!" I could tell he liked the idea by the look on his face but he said he was tired from a long day and had hoped we could just hang out and watch a movie at home. I said playfully to him "No, we'll go shoe shopping and you'll drive me there and buy me whatever shoes I want!" He gave me his sheepish grin letting me know he liked the way I was talking to him. He reiterated again that he was tired but this time it was because he knew I had already made my mind up and that I would continue to persuade him to go until he finally agreed. That's exactly what I did too! He had just sat down in his chair and I began my persuasion. I knelt by his side and began rubbing his thighs while looking lustfully in his eyes. I reached up higher and felt his penis over his pants. He was already turned on! He was just playing hard to get by saying he was too tired to go shopping. I crawled on all fours to a chair facing my man and sat down. I looked at him as I slowly parted my legs allowing him to see all of my thighs and straight up my mini skirt. I had decided panties were optional tonight and I went without! He could only gawk at my clean shaven pussy as words couldn't materialize from his thoughts. "You like what you see baby?" I teased him while sliding a hand between my inner thighs. "Don't you want to make me happy? Tonight, you can have this pussy if you take me shoe shopping!" His jaw dropped as he slid off his chair and crawled over to where I was. I had him now I thought to myself. I spread my legs a little more and he began inching his head towards my open crotch. I put one hand on his forehead to stop him as I reached down with my other hand to slide a finger in between my pussy lips. I was already turned on by the silky wetness I discovered with my middle finger. I slid my finger inside my pussy just a bit to get it wet with my juices. Then I took my finger out and held it right in front of his face. "You see my wetness baby? If you do everything I say then I may let you taste me later tonight!" I then proceeded to wipe my slimy finger all over his nose and lips. "Mmmmm. That smells and tastes good doesn't it?" I teased him more. With that, he hopped up and said "let's go" as he fished around in his pockets for his car keys. He even opened the car door for me as I got in. I showed him my appreciation by getting in the car with my legs spread enough to give him a view of my panty less crotch. As we drove and discussed our day with each other, I would occasionally stick my hand between my legs and "lube" a finger up with my wetness. Then I would reach towards his mouth and order him "to clean my finger off!" He greedily sucked my finger dry each time. And each time I would say something different to turn him on as he sucked on my finger. "You like cleaning off my pussy juice don't you?" "I bet it smells good too!" as I would rub my wet finger all over his nose allowing him to smell me the rest of the evening. His dick was hard as a rock and bulging through his pants by the time we almost got to the mall. I continued my teasing of him as I said "my pussy tastes good baby don't you agree? You like the way I taste don't you?" I had started fingering myself more and more each time before I let him taste my finger. This time after dipping my finger inside me though, I decided to really mess with him and I tasted my own finger. I sucked on it and licked on it just like it was small dick. "Mmmm. I do taste good" I mumbled to him as I reached over and grabbed his hard dick. I thought he was going to lose it right there so I backed off. He'd do anything I asked of him now for sure. He had already begged to taste me again but I was ready to buy some shoes. "I'll let you taste me later tonight if you do everything I say while we are shopping." With that said I reached over to his dick again and proceeded to tell him what he was to do for me tonight. I instructed him to give me some of his cash as I would be the one to pay for the shoes. He didn't understand but did as I had ordered. Then I told him that he was to maintain at least a fifty yard distance from me while I was trying on shoes. I told him that every man who helps me with shoes will get to look at my pussy because I didn't have any panties on. I don't want them to see you or it could ruin the fun! "Does that bother you?" I asked to which he replied "but I won't get to see anything like your shoes, your feet trying on new shoes, and your pussy maybe." He had a grin on his face though letting me know he'd do anything I told him to do in his state of arousal. "You get to watch me from afar showing my pussy to other men and see their expressions and reactions to seeing my fresh shaved pussy!" I told him. "That's good enough for you. I know how you are and you'll have a difficult enough time hiding your hard on! Now let's go" as I proceeded to get out of the car. We went into Macy's first as we had parked just by the entrance. I walked in ahead of hubby and proceeded to the shoe section. Luckily, it was a Friday night and the mall was void of its usually heavy crowd of shoppers. There was only one other couple and also an elderly lady looking at shoes. I walked slowly up and down the aisles looking at some fuck me pumps. A younger kid looked to be the only one working as he had just finished ringing up the other couple's purchases. I turned to see if I could see my husband and sure enough he was doing exactly as I had said maintaining a fifty yard distance pretending to look at ladies accessories. I gave him a quick grin and wink and continued browsing. The young man came up to me just as I had found a pair of heels that caught my attention. "Would you like to try those on?" he asked of me. I turned to give him my sexiest look and said "I don't know. Do you think they'd look good on me?" He replied after looking me up and down and said "there's only one way to find out" and he disappeared to the storage room to get my size. I went and had a seat waiting for him to return. As I did, I pulled the skirt up on my thighs just a bit more than it normally would rest. He came up and kneeled in front of me with two different boxes of shoes. "I found another pair you might like as well" he told me. As he pulled out the first pair, he finally couldn't resist the urge anymore and looked at my legs beginning first at my foot and then all the way up. His facial expression told it all! He liked what he saw in front of him. He grabbed my foot and began placing the shoe on and strapping me in. As he finished with that foot and reached for the other shoe I adjusted myself in the seat just a bit which caused my legs to spread ever so slightly. He was clearly at a loss for words as I felt his gaze straight up my skirt. He swallowed hard and then did the best he could do placing my other foot in the high heel. He took longer this time and even seemed to be feeling my ankle, foot and lower calf rather than just holding them to put a shoe on. I stood up and walked down the aisles in the new heels turning to see if he and my hubby were watching. They both were! "What do you think? Do they look good on me?" I asked. A sheepish grin crossed his face as he said "yes mam they look great on you." "I'll take them then. Now let's try those others on." I sat back down in front of the salesman and allowed him to remove the high heels from me and put them back in the box. He took his time again this time feeling my foot and ankle with his fingers. I parted my legs a little every so often just to pretend to help him remove the shoes. I know he saw my bare pussy that time. He put on both of the other shoes and I let him steal glances with each shoe. He had started to sweat a little on his forehead obviously enjoying my little show. The other shoes not only looked great but were comfortable too making up my mind to purchase them. I was so turned on walking around in them feeling the salespersons' eyes staring a hole through me. As I sat down for him to remove my shoes, I didn't even try to keep my legs together. I noticed this time though the salesperson had a raging hard on trying to bust out of his pants. "You must like what you see to get that excited!" I told him. His face blushed to the color of a rose as he placed his arm over his hardness trying to conceal his obvious display of excitedness. "Don't try to hide it. You're supposed to get turned on looking up my skirt. Now take these other shoes off of me please." As he removed the first one, I rested my foot back down on his knee rather than the floor. I could see his dick tense up at my touch. "Would you like to touch my leg?" I asked of him. "Go ahead and feel me just a bit." My pussy was so hot I didn't care if anyone saw us or not but I glanced around to ensure no one else was close enough to hear or see us just in case. The other elderly lady had given up on getting any assistance and had already left as his sole attention was on me now. He reached with his hands and began caressing both calves. I felt tingles shoot through my body as he caressed me for a minute or so. God I was so turned on now! I decided he had had enough cheap thrills for the evening and told him I would purchase both sets of shoes. As he finished putting on the shoes I arrived in back on my feet, I gave him one last glance up my skirt as I literally spread wide to stand up and walk to the register. He tried his best to conceal his hard on but it was so obvious since his shirt was tucked in and his pants didn't hide much of anything. I told him thank you for the personal assistance and paid with the cash my husband had given me. I walked over to where my husband had been and looked for him. He had moved to the corner of that section standing between the wall and the first isle beside it. As I approached him, I realized why he was hiding against the wall. His dick was hard and practically busting out through his pants too. "You enjoyed that did you?" I teased him. I reached down to grab his dick and feel how excited he really was. "You like watching me shoe shop apparently" You see that salesman over there that just helped me? He just got to look straight up my skirt and see my pussy! I'm all wet from getting him excited! He even got a hardon looking at me. That excites you doesn't it baby?" as I squeezed his cock. He just shook his head yes as fast as he could while checking me out. "Come on, I'm not done shopping yet." I reached into his pants pocket pretending like I was going to touch his manhood but instead I pulled out all of his money and told him "I need more cash sugar daddy!" I simply began walking towards the main mall entrance not waiting for him. I wanted to see if he would follow me even though he was hard as a rock. I turned to look though and he had untucked his shirt and carried my new shoes in front of him hiding his bulge the best he could. He stayed back at least fifty yards though as I had instructed. My pussy was on fire. As I walked ahead of my husband I came to a ladies shoe store with plenty of tasteful shoes in the window. More importantly though, the store was empty of customers as it was getting close to 9:00 pm, and a strapping young man was doing some work behind the cash register. He'd be ideal for our games tonight I thought to myself. I casually strode into the store stealing a quick glance at my husband who was carrying my shoes and trailing behind me. He was across the mall walkway beside a men's clothing store directly across from the shoe store. He gave me a wink as he turned and walked in the store pretending to look at suits. I saw several cute pairs of shoes but a bright red pair drew my attention. As I held it up, the salesman asked me if I would like to try that pair on. I replied that I would very much to try these on. I took a seat that just barely allowed my husband to see me and the salesperson's face. However, my back was to the store entrance so my husband would have to use his imagination since he couldn't see my legs as he had done in Macy's. I did the exact same moves on this salesperson and it worked the exact same way. He was hard as a rock by the time I had tried on and walked around in the new red heels. It was then that I realized he was not working by himself. Another young man came from the back room and he looked just like the salesman helping me already. "Oh my gosh! Yall are twins!" They each chuckled a bit and said that they had always worked together since they were young. In fact, they said, they do almost everything together. I replied sounding playfully interested and said "everything together?" They looked at each other and just grinned. The twin from the backroom had been watching us apparently as he had a pair of shoes that were my size. "You'd look great in these too. Would you like for me to put them on so you can see for yourself?" I immediately took a seat and let my skirt ride up as high as it wanted. He sat on a stool in front of me and reached down to grab my calf as he gently placed it between his legs on the stool and removed the red fuck me pumps. I looked down at him and then at his brother and they were both getting an eye full as my raised leg brought my pussy directly into view straight up my skirt. I was so turned on and having so much fun flirting and exposing myself that I almost forgot about my husband. The twin was pretty much massaging my foot as he slipped the new shoes on. His warm touch sent chills all the way up my leg. As I was walking around trying out the shoes, the first twin, whose name tag said Blane, told me that they had just received a ton of new shoes in earlier that day but they were all in the back. "I know it's almost closing time but we'll stay as late as you need us too" he told me. "I could show them to you but you have to come to the backroom to see them" he said as his brother was very slowly removing the shoes from my feet. I placed my foot right in his crotch and started curling my toes against him trying to grab his now swelling manhood. "We are not allowed to put the new shoes out until tomorrow due to the brands' ad campaign for the big sale starting tomorrow. But we'd be more than happy to show you - just as long as it's in the backroom." His brother, named Cane, slid his hand up my leg all the way to my thigh causing me to gasp. I was so hot and turned on I couldn't resist the two of them staring at me - and now touching me. I turned to look to see my husband leaving the suit store as they were locking up for the evening. Cane was still rubbing my leg when my cell phone vibrated. I opened it up and saw a text msg from my husband that read "come on! Let's go home so you can tell me all about those two guys looking at you. I can only see their facial expressions. Is your pussy wet?" I told Cane and Blane to give me a minute and I'd love to see the new shoes. I text messaged my husband "they have new shoes I'm going to look at before I'll be ready. Go wait in the car n I'll be there asap.!" Luv ya! As I saw my husband walk off he saw Cane grab be by the hand and lead me towards the backroom. I bet his mind was racing! My heart was pounding and my pussy was throbbing. I hadn't been this turned on in some time. Blane had stayed in the front to close up the store right as Cane turned to face me in the backroom. He pulled up a step stool for me to sit on while he grabbed some shoes. Again his hand massaged my leg as he slipped off my old shoes and placed the new ones on me. I was sitting on the step stool with my legs slightly parted. This still gave him a good view of my soaking pussy. I guess he couldn't resist me anymore. As I ran my fingers through his dirty blonde hair, he stood and reached behind me pulling me close to his slender body. I could feel his dick pressing against my stomach trying to bust out of his pants. He placed one hand behind my neck and tilted my head sideways so he could start kissing my neck. With his other hand he went from my ass all the way to my boobs firmly feeling what he was holding onto. He squeezed and molded my breast before he slid his hand down further and further and further until his hand was at the bottom of my skirt. His hand then slid up my skirt and straight to my hot and very turned on pussy. I could feel his fingers probing around me trying and trying to get to the right spot so I opened my legs for him. I was in ecstasy with him nibbling on my neck as he slid two fingers easily inside my lubricated love nest. He finger fucked me so good and so expertly I came right then and there. Upon hearing me cum and feeling me cum with my pussy spasms, he stood up and unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants allowing them to drop to the floor. I reached down and helped him slide his boxer shorts down revealing a nice hard dick that was all mine for the moment. I turned around and leaned over the step stool careful not to knock my purse off of it as I did so. He pulled my skirt over my ass and he placed his thick cock right at my entrance. I backed onto his throbbing member feeling it slide inch by inch by inch until I had every bit of his huge cock stuffed inside me. He took over then and began fucking me firmly with a slow but steady pace. I had already begun moaning again telling him how good his cock felt and to keep fucking me. I was lost in my own erotic world at the constant pumping my pussy was receiving when I felt him withdraw from me. When I turned around, Blane was there too with his identical looking thick piece of meat already out and in his hand. "Yall must really share EVERYTHING" I said as I reached back to spread my ass for him. He lubed his dick up by jacking off while placing the tip of his dick on my clit. My juices spread all over him as he worked my clit into a frenzy. When he finally stuck his cock in me I lost myself in another orgasm from the clit stimulation followed by being filled up with Blane. His twin brother took advantage of my open mouth as he moved in front of me and stuck his shiny dick in my face. I got the hint and started sucking for all I was worth. As I sucked on Cane, I would naturally go up and down on Blane's fat cock. Blane had both hands tightly around my hips pulling me back onto him while his brother had one hand squeezing a nipple and his other hand behind my neck holding my head firmly with his cock buried as deep as it could go in my mouth. Just as I thought they were getting close to cumming, they both withdrew from me and switched places. I could not believe this was happening. Two very attractive stud twins tag teaming my pussy and mouth! And they were expert studs too having already made me cum twice. Shoe Shopping While my body was being used expertly by Cane and Blane, I heard my phone go off and reached to get it out of my purse. My husband was calling me! I didn't think I should answer because Cane still had his massive tool pumping into me and reaching the very depths of my pussy. I was moaning loud enough that surely someone in a neighboring store would hear. I looked down at my phone again and my husband had stopped trying to call and had sent me a text message. "R U ok?" His text had asked me. I made Cane slow down as I told them I have to reply to this message. He didn't seem to mind as he would slowly take his cock all the way out of me and then thrust it back into me causing me to almost hyperventilate each time. I texted to my husband "we're almost done with the pumps - they r awesome!" Luv u." As soon as I had closed my phone and put it away, Cane went to town on me. He was still taking it all the way out of my pussy and then jabbing it all the way back in driving my vagina wild. Blane decided to get creative and went down in between me and the stool and started licking my clit while his brother started fucking me steadily. I was in heaven again and came for the third time in twenty minutes. The feel of a soft tongue flicking my clit back and forth coupled with the shafting Cane was giving me made for my best climax ever. As Blane got up from licking my pussy clean, Cane really started to fuck me good. I could hear him moaning as he drove into me with each thrust. Just as I took Blane back in my mouth, Cane exploded his orgasm straight into my steamy pussy fucking me with all his energy and slapping into my ass with each thrust. I could feel his cock twitch a time or two emptying inside me before he slowly let his fat cock slide back out. Blane then decided he'd rather have my pussy than my mouth as he quickly got behind me and into position. Blane was definitely the better fuck of the two just by how he worked his penis in and out of me. There was constant pumping from Blane rather than the complete withdrawal like Cane had done. The feel of him never leaving my pussy between thrusts gave me complete satisfaction. My moans were definitely louder this time as my pussy was being pumped full of Blane's nice stiff cock. I reached between my legs and started rubbing my clit and the underside of his cock as it disappeared inside me with each thrust. I could feel my pussy start to contract yet again as the fucking continued. He told me could feel it too as it gripped his cock tightly with each contraction. My (before tonight anyway) tight pussy combined with my hands touching his large shaft, caused Blane to fuck me faster and faster until he too shot his load inside my hungry pussy filling it up so much that it poured like a faucet as he withdrew from me. I grabbed a nearby tissue box and tried to dab up all the cum dripping from me which seemed futile. I thanked the guys with a deep kiss to each of them and promised I would become "a regular customer" from now on. We all grinned from ear to ear as we walked down the back corridor leading to an employee's private door to the parking lot. I could see my car at the other end of the mall and asked the boys for a lift. They agreed and we pulled up behind my car. They never noticed through the tinted windows my now probably frantic hubby. I thanked each again with a peck on their cheeks and a grab of their dicks before exiting the car. They drove off not even noticing I had gotten into the passenger side. As I climbed up into the car, I could feel a stream of combined cum from all of us run down my inner thigh. I don't think he noticed but even so my husband was sweating even though it was a cool nice evening. "What took so freaking long!? I was worried about you! Its 9:30 and the store closed at 9:00!" However, I noticed his cock was sticking straight up against his pants! He was feigning being mad at me. "I'm so sorry baby!" I replied calmly. "They had a lot of really nice pumps to show me in the backroom." "Besides, it doesn't look like you were that concerned by the look of your dick there!" as I reached over and gave it a good squeeze. "Why are you so hard baby?" I asked as I continued my fondling. "Because of what I thought might be going on in the "backroom" with you and that salesman." He admitted to me. "Oh there were actually two employees helping me out with pumps in the backroom!" I said to him. "They had a lot of pumps to show me so they kept rotating with me. They were twins too - very cute twins as a matter of fact!" "Did you show your bare pussy to them as they helped you with the shoes?" His fake anger was already gone and he wanted to hear the details. "Oh they saw plenty! Trust me!" I said. "Now let's get out of here." "Maybe if you're lucky, I'll describe the whole thing to you when we get home and you can see what they saw." "You like my new shoes honey?" I asked of him as drove away from the mall. They don't go on sale to the public until tomorrow but the twins knew just how to handle my business!" Shoe Shopping Today I dressed my lover as my slut before heading out to shop for new shoes. A summer dress, with a fitted bodice and flowing skirt that moves with every little step, accenting that delicious ass and hugging those muscular thighs. All in sexy peach to set off the skin and hide that fat cock, but so short that if we sit or bend all will see those lovely goodies. And high matching suede platform sandals with straps that wind up the calf, tied off just below the knee. Sexy dangly earrings. Make up and hair must be perfect, so that my slut is very fuckable. You see I have fantasies of wearing a short skirt no panties and going to a shoe store with my well hung lover dressed as my slut. Having to shift my legs for the sales person to help me. My lover attired as my sweet slut smiling, knowing that with every pair I try on, the sales person can smell my arousal. My slut getting very hard watching me lift my leg knowing that the sales man can see my wet pussy and piercings peeking under my skirt. Today we are going to live out that fantasy. Hopping in the car we head to a small boutique specialize in beautiful shoes of every size. When we enter the store I see the salesman a sweet young thing. Old enough to play with but he just looks so very sweet. Sitting before the floor to ceiling mirrors against one wall I smile and wave him over. He first begins sizing my foot. Each movement giving him a delicious view and whiff of my sweet pierced pussy. I send him off in search of a new pair of suede sandals that I spied in the window on the way in. They are deep burgundy peep toes with a sexy rhinestone ankle strap. They will be amazing with the gowns that we will be wearing to diner in a few days. When he return's he is back at my feet sliding them into what feels like heaven. He is caressing my calf smiling lustfully up at me. I smile at him licking my lips and then directing the salesman to my slut who smiles sweetly while sporting a very large erection which draws the poor man's attention. Keeping him transfixed on the ever growing tent in the front of my sluts dress. Then with a slight shift of thigh my slut allows our new toy a peek at what lay beneath the sexy dress. Watching him unconsciously lick his lips in anticipation. I smile and ask him to size my slut's foot. Leaning over to whisper in his ear, his face flushed with embarrassment that we have discovered his naughty little secret, I tell him that he will have to work his way up to a prize like that. Swallowing his pride our new toy dips his head and begins the journey up and incredible soft, yet muscular leg. Rubbing and squeezing his ass while he starts at a sandal clad foot kissing, licking and worshiping his way up to the object of his desire. Reaching around him I strip him of his pants while he moans with my sluts foot in his mouth sucking each and every digit. Palming his erection, giving it slow steady pumps until pre-cum flows over my fingers. He moans and begs for more. My finger swirls in his pre-cum and then slip it into his tight ass as he kisses his way up my sluts calf, begging to wrap his lips around the throbbing head. His lips on my slut's thigh I add a second finger stroking his prostate and making him shiver. Reaching forward I stroke my slut squeezing out a drop of pre cum right on our new toys nose. He whimpers when I lean forward and lick it off, telling him that he will have to beg for a taste. I smile my wicked smile as I watched him slip beneath my slut's dress mouth wrapping around throbbing shaft and sucking like the cock hungry slut we know him to be. I continue fucking him with my fingers while his throat is fucked. Pushing down on h is head, making him take every single inch. I stroke his hard shaft and tell him what a good whore he is and that he better drink every fucking drop or I will punish him. He whimpers when I pull my fingers from his ass and place him on his knees. I then lift my skirt and slip my strap on up his tight ass. My slut's head falls back and a low moan escapes sweetly glossed lips. Smiling wickedly, I would tell our toy salesman to fuck himself on my strapon and lean forward to kiss my slut. Loving how sexy our toys bobbing head looks under my sluts dress sucking sucking cock. Dripping with need of said cock balls deep in all my holes. I stroke long and deep into our toy salesman making him moan around my slut's hard shaft. His throat milking the head until my slut is ready to explode. Then I would ask my slut if his cock sucking skills deserve a reward, if he deserves slut cum or my piss? He whimpers as I thrust against his prostate waiting for slut's answer. My slut moans piss and I ask where? My slut growls mouth. My smile is most triumphant. Moving the toy salesman to his knees my skirt pilled higher around my waist, I make him hold his mouth open so that we can watch him drink. My slut moves behind me, hands cupping my breast, kneading them beneath my blouse, my milk leaking between slut's fingers. As I began to loose my stream into his mouth, my slut slides between my thighs, telling me how hot it is to watch our toy drink from me. He struggles to swallow with his mouth open so as not to miss a drop. I grab his head and force him to swallow, then lick me clean. As he licks my dripping pussy my slut's hard shaft slides into me, filling me with every inch. His tongue bathing us both while I fuck back onto slut's cock. I lift one leg and place it on his shoulder giving both greater access. I make the toy rub his hard dick on my sluts sandal clad feet. Telling him to fuck them like he loves being fucked. He slides up and down the soft textured suede of slut's sandals. Licking slut's shaft with every trust into my soft folds. Each swirl of his talented tongue sending shock waves up our bodies pushing both closer to the edge. My slut slides from me with a loud slurp. Then slides into my ass balls deep. Mmmmmmmm, yeeees that's the spot! Slut's hands covered in my milk still squeezing my breast, the toys soft tongue lapping my ass and slut's shaft as it fills me stretching my second pussy. Pumping hard and deep making me growl and moan. The toy's swollen head tracing the curve of slut's heel. I feel my slut swell within me pulsing and throbbing ready to explode and I squeeze down hard. Milking as slut milks me, my ass drinking in every drop as burst of cum shoot deep and filling my ass. Sending me over the edge making me squirt all over our toy's head and shoulders. Sending it rolling down his back as he covers my slut's feet and ankles in hot cum. I keep his mouth right there as my slut slides out my ass and fill his greedy mouth softening slut cock. Making him clean our mingled essence before cleaning his cum from slut's sandals and feet. Then finally my ass. I moan and shiver as he licks my ass clean. Smiling as we adjust or clothing, I hand the salesman our charge card and inform him that we will take another pair of platform sandals in my slut's size. When he reaches for his pants I stop him grabbing his cock and stretching it writing my number on it with a sharpie. Then telling him to get dressed and get our shoes. A few moments later we are heading for the car and I smile as my phone vibrates. Checking the screen I see a new text, it reads: Thank you Ma'am I look forward to serving you in the future. Shoe Shopping and Teasing My name is Lindsey and I am a bored housewife. I got married last year and I never knew how lonely I would be sitting at home all day. Anyway, I am 23 years-old and I met my husband, Carl, in college. Carl makes good money so I can stay at home, but he is constantly traveling and when he is in town, he works long hours. So, about 3 months after we got married, I decided to start teasing men with my body. See, before I got married, I dated several men at a time. I have what most people would consider a killer body and I never even have to work out to keep fit. So, it all started when I went to the mall one day looking for shoes and I saw this cute guy working in the shoe department and I decided to have some fun. Since I was in the store early, the place was dead and I was the only customer at the time. I immediately asked for some help and the cute guy introduced himself as Brian. I told him that I wanted to try on some sandals in size 6. Brian asked me a few questions about the types of sandals that I liked and he told me to have a seat. A few minutes later he returned with about 10 boxes and kneeled on the floor in front of me. I lifted my right foot and placed it on Brian's thigh so he could remove my shoe. Since I was wearing a sun dress that day, I knew the Brian would get a good view if he was positioned just right. Brian placed on leg on my calf while he slowly unties my laces. I purposely shifted my foot so that it would slide off of his thigh and when my foot fell down, Brian's hand slid up my calf to the back of my knee. I apologized and when I put my foot back on his thigh, my dress slid up my leg and bunched up around my waist. I knew that Brian had an unobstructed view of my panties, and since I was wearing see-through panties, I knew that he could see my pussy. Brian stared at my pussy while talking about the weather. I pretended to not notice my dress and when he removed my shoe, I saw him lean forward to grab a sandal and when he did that, his face was inches from my pussy. I pretended to notice my dress and I pulled it down apologizing. Brian was smooth and said, "Don't be embarrassed, I am kind of like a OB/GYN, I stare at women's crotches all day long." I smiled and said, "well, I guess that nobody is around, so I have nothing to be embarrassed about if you don't care." I tried on all of the shoes that Brian brought out, each time, allowing him to view my pussy from just inches away. Finally, I found a pair of sandals that I told Brian I liked, and he suggested that I stand up and walk around in them. Brian was still kneeling on the floor and when I stood up I walked a few steps and then bent over so that my ass was in Brian's face. Since I bent over so quickly, I felt my dress flip up onto my back and I knew that my panties were exposed. I took a step backwards, pretending to adjust a strap on the sandal and I felt Brian's face brush against my upper thighs. I had never intended for that to happen, so I struggled to not stand up. I remained bent over and I even pushed back farther against Brian and I felt his nose press against my crotch. Brian must have taken a few seconds to get up the nerve because about 5 seconds later, I felt his tongue lick my inner thighs. I pointed at the buckle on the sandal and I said, "I like that." Brian continued to lick my thigh and said, "I like it too." Then Brian pointed at a design on the top of the sandal and at the same time used his hand to pull my panties to the side. Brian said, "how do you like this?" He then ran his tongue along my pussy lips and shoved it deep into my pussy. I stood there bent over with this stranger licking my pussy and it felt great and I told him, "I love that." After about a minute of eating my pussy Brian stopped when there was a loud bell ringing. I looked up to see the top of some lady's head walking in the front door of the shop. I stood up and my dress fell into place. I turned to Brian and I said, "I am not sure about this sandal. Let me think about it and I will come back tomorrow. What time is best for me to come back so that you can help me without any interruptions?" Brian smiled and said, "I am the manager and although the store opens at 10 a.m., I can let you in at 9:00 am if you like." I said, "That sounds great. I can have you all alone for an hour. Buying shoes gives me pleasure. An hour tomorrow should be enough time for you to help bring me pleasure." Shoe Shopping with Rose I'll show you! A gray medium length skirt, thin over-the-knee black socks, kitten heels; and the icing on the cake: my peek-a-boo vest on top, the one that readily puffs out away from my body. That's it. You got that right, nothing else. And I was headed out shoe shopping. You said I should try it, so by gosh, I was finally going to do it and see what the fuss is all about. My first stop was the shoe department at Macy's. Being a week day and earlier in the morning, it obviously wasn't a crowded affair; but it also limited my choice of assistants. I tried to angle over toward the boots and the younger gentleman, but instead a middle aged sales manager jumped in. Oh well, I guess he'd do for my first lesson. I started easy. Even though I was gung-ho and doing this, it didn't mean I wasn't getting cold feet (no pun intended). I asked about some simple, slip-on type shoes - no snaps, no buckles, no straps - no need to keep him down there very long. He quickly returned with my size suggestion; he didn't even bother measuring me. I'd already got my little kittens off by the time he got back, so I didn't even have to worry about bending over and flaunting anything before I was ready. I never really saw him doing any looking, he just went to his work. I was almost disappointed: imagine that! Here I was commando in a dress and I got no response from the salesman. Which is what I thought I wanted, but now I felt let down. Weird, now it seemed like a challenge. "I don't know, is there something that pinches here?" I leaned forward pointing to the side of the shoe while he was sitting back on his heels directly in front of me. "Uh, oh! Uh, maybe, could you show me where again?" He did a quick little stutter. I glanced up at him and his eyes had definitely caught up to the cool breeze I felt across my chest. My vest-top apparently was doing its thing in the most inappropriate of fashions. He tried to force himself to look at the shoe where I was again pointing and not at my completely exposed breast dangling free from the puffed out fabric. "Maybe it's just that pair... I'll... I'll be right back with another one. Sit tight!" and he almost tripped over the stool on the floor turning quickly. I guess I could see where this could be entertaining. And he certainly didn't seem to mind helping me. Didn't seem offended at all. He'd returned faster than I thought possible. I let him try the new pair on me, I bent and slid my finger along side the shoe. "That's better, I don't feel anything poking me now. Thank you," and I walked a little in the new pair. He managed to always position himself directly in front of me when I was getting up or sitting down. Not offended at all, I should say! I played just a few more minutes with it, then figured I shouldn't push my luck: "Thank you so much for your time. I just need to think about it. I appreciate your help." "My pleasure! And please, if you have more questions or want to try them on again just let me know. You can ask for me next time you're in," and he handed me a card. Cute! My own personal salesman. I strolled languidly out of the store. I managed to not only survive, but even found it a little fun being naughty, especially with an appreciative audience. Onward and upward, I decided to push it up a notch. Nordstrom here I come. A much larger department, the young buff assistant this time navigated to me much quicker than his counter part. "What can I help you with today?" "I was trying to find a boot to go with this outfit. Do you have any suggestions?" "We have an excellent selection this season. Let's get an idea about what type will fit you best. We'll start with a couple measurements. Please, have a seat." I glided into the soft chair while he slid that special little squat stool directly in front of me. Already helping me out of my shoes, the warmth of his hands easily going through my thin socks. "Please stand so we can get the most accurate measurement. Feet will do funny things when they start doing their job instead of just sitting lax." He offered a hand to help me up, then sat back on his stool, measuring each of my feet, not once, but twice - having my weight on it, then shifting my weight to the other side. "Very good, you've got pretty little feet for your height. Hard to find these days, but should give us lots of options in boots to choose from to keep you comfortable while being very fashionable." I filled him in about my special needs toe, which he appreciated the heads up. He was certainly into knowing his feet, saying I'd "need a bigger box." (Turns out this isn't a come on line or self-promotion on his prowess, but a shoe term. Go figure!) Maybe he wouldn't even notice what I was about to do with him being that into his shoes. I slid along the chair pushing slightly forward, putting my bottom closer to the edge and tilting my hips up slightly; my dress slid up to almost level with my knees. I couldn't believe I was going to go through with this. Maybe I should chicken out, maybe... He was back and already sitting in front of me, talking about the boot. All I could hear was my heart pounding. He bent down to pick up my foot. I could feel his heat on my legs. He lifted my foot and the prickle of air along my thigh brought my nipples to full attention. He'd get a lot better show than the last one. Even my minor movements were dragging the vest across me, tightening me up harder. You could even see me through the thick vest material: no hiding their location now. It was almost imperceptible, but I saw it when he noticed the skin at the top of my socks; a very slight eyebrow raising, "That's nice. These boots fit your shapely legs very nice. Let me get the other one on you and we'll see how it feels." It wasn't supposed to be this... erotic. His warm hand cupping my calf, sliding my foot into the boot. He lifted this leg up a bit higher than the previous one and I felt myself come into view as he expertly angled my knee out just enough to open me up, cool air across my shaved pussy. "Very nice," his voice seemed to deepen, his hand brushing up along side my lower leg, pulling the boot zipper up. I couldn't help leaning forward to see his hand start to disappear below the hem of my dress until it mercifully hit the end of the zipper; if not, I would've been worried about leaving a wet spot on the seat. He helped me up, but remained sitting this time as I walked up and down. I have to hand it to him, he did pick a really nice feeling pair of boots. My legs seemed to have melted into them, the leather warmed to body temperature and hugged the curves of my legs. Damn, I looked good. I worked the boots over a little, walking, bending, squatting, feeling them conform to me like a second skin. I sat back down and reluctantly allowed him to remove them. I had been so taken with the feel of the boots, moving all around, squatting and such with testing, I had forgotten what I was and wasn't wearing. Couple that with my failure to sit very lady-like when getting back into the chair, I can't imagine what he thought of me. Slipping the first boot off me, he softly put my foot on the floor, mentioning the next pair he'd be putting on me. His warm hand slid down my leg with the zipper, the last boot coming off me with a cool rush of air, he gently put my foot between his thighs while reaching for the next pair to try. No questions now what he thought of me, as the stud-o-meter had apparently hit full tilt. I coyly wiggled my toys slightly and was greeted with a firm surge. Okay, I can see where a girl could find it fun to go shoe shopping commando. I'm pretty sure I'll have to try it again... soon.