Winter Wonderland
(Published on Wednesday, November 9, 2005)
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It was Winter time and a fresh blanket of snow fell over the streets. I was outside with my friend Jeff when we saw them. Jen and Tiffany, two brunettes, hotter then a brick oven. They wanted to hang out just as badly as we did. When they approached us, the first thing I noticed was Tiffany’s pearly white leather Puma Street Cats, shining with the wetness of the snow and slush. I could barely even hold a conversation the rest of the day, and thank God I was wearing sunglasses because I was staring at her sneakers the entire time.

When we went inside Tiffany’s house, I noticed she kicked her shoes off by the door, allowing them to dry. Then we all went into the family room to watch a movie. Honestly, I couldn’t even remember what movie it was because the whole time I was thinking of a way that I could get 5 minutes alone with those puma’s. It was excruciating.

Finally, the movie ends, and these girls, as wild as they are, tell us that they are going to sneak out and go to a party later. Like all of us, we were over 18, but we were still living at home. With my clever mind at work, thinking in some way I’d be able to get my hands on Tiffany’s sneakers, I asked her how they would sneak out, and how her father wouldn’t hear her. Then she told me that she leaves her back door unlocked, which is on the opposite end of the house, the same back door where her sexy and vulnerable puma sneakers lay. This was my ticket.

After I go home, I wait in my window for the girls to sneak out, and another 10 minutes to make sure they were really gone. Then, I took a deep breath, and made my move. I casually walked back up the street with a cigarette in hand and cell phone, acting like I was just out for a late night phone call. I walk to the backdoor of Tiffany’s house, carefully open the door, and quietly grab the sneakers, making my way like a cat. I carried the sneakers in the extra sweatshirt I had brought.

When I got home, I snuck back up into my room, as my dick was harder then a rock. The hours of agony were over and I was about to live out a fantasy. I took Tiffany’s wet and leathery size 8 puma and rubbed it all over my dick, kissing and licking the other one. Then I put the shoe over my dick and fucked it in sequences. I repeated this process many times, making short breaks so I wouldn’t cum so quickly. I was having a blast with them, and I wanted it to last as long as I could. Finally it was all too extreme to hold off any longer, and I came all over the soles of the shoe. I was beat.

About 5 minutes later, I began to feel guilty for what I had done. These were a new pair of sneakers and I know she would not want to lose them. After all, Tiffany was my friend and my neighbor, and as fucking gorgeous as she was, and how amazing her sexy sneakers were, I had to give them back.

I set off on another journey outside and repeated the same process. Only this time, I was not taking anything, I was giving the shoes back. I still dream about those puma’s, and the things I would do to them if I still had them.