Fun With Diane's Shoes
(Posted on Thursday, September 14, 2000)
This story was submitted anonymously.

Gloria's friend Diane wanted to take her out to dinner for her birthday so we went  to dinner. When we came back, Gloria was looking for something in the car so I went in with Diane and we sat on the couch together. Immediately she held both of her feet up to show me her toes and remarked that she didn't like the color she had painted her toenails.

I told her that I couldn't see them that well, so I sat on the floor at her feet and picked one up and held it close to my face to look at the color. I said it looked fine. I then removed her shoe and held her foot in my hand and she bagan to giggle. She then said, "I know you like feet, but mine are ugly."

I repled, "No they aren't. They're nice and small (size 6 1/2) you have a nice arch and your toes are perfectly proportioned and they are nice and smooth" I moved my nose close to her feet and said, "Besides, they smell nice."

But she said, "No, I have a couple hammer toes." Her father was a podiatrist and unless her feet are perfect, she thinks they aren't nice. At that point, I had a raging hard on. Gloria came inside, but headed for the kitchen and didn't notice. Diane went upstairs and came down in a few minutes with a different pair of shoes on. They were see-through and very sexy.

My  cock was throbbing at this point so I headed for the bathroom to take care of it when I realized that Gloria was in the downstairs bathroom. So I asked Diane where the other bathroom was and she said upstairs next to her bedroom. I went up and peeked into her bedroom. Sure enough there were the shoes that she had just removed, fresh with her foot smell sitting next to her bed.

I quickly grabbed them and headed for the bathroom. I stuck my dick in one and my nose in the other. I proceeded to fuck the shoe until I shot a huge load of cum into the toe of the shoe. I left it there knowing that eventally Diane would put her foot in the shoe and wonder what it was if it was still wet.

When I came downstairs, Gloria was still in the bathoom so I complimented Diane on the color of her finger nails and said it would look nice on her toes. She said, "I'll paint them after you leave."

I replied back, "I'd LOVE to paint them for you."

She said, "I'll bet you would."

I responded, "Just think of me when you are painting your toes," at which point Gloria walked in.

I could only imagine what Diane's reaction would be later on when she would slip her feet into those shoes.