SHOE FETISH - SHOE SEX; CASE NUMBER 12 Weird Sex Stoned

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SHOE FETISH - SHOE SEX; CASE NUMBER 12 Weird Sex Stoned
This is a very unusual article that came to me titled Weird Sex
Stoned
from an online shoe fetishist. It allows us to consider and look at
the shoe from the perspective of a person using a mild drug like
marijuana once again. This, after reading it, appears to be a fairly
experienced shoe fetishist who is not afraid to share his perspective
with the world. It comes across as fairly realistic and I would say
it is probably a very accurate account of how this fetishists mind
works and locks in on the sexuality of the shoes around him. It is
quite clear, that the shoe fetishists mind works very much like the
attraction of heterosexual or homosexual sexuality. The person is
attracted, focuses their attention, does a kind of mating ritual
getting closer to the pair of choice, than gets aroused and begins
and
then consummates his affair with great gusto and passion.
Here is a story as it was sent to me over the internet by that shoe
fetishist I had communicated with on the ASFF shoe fetish site. The
site used to be run by George Gerez. He did not write this case.
Quite frankly the person who wrote this did not leave his name but
did
leave their e-mail address: insides...@aol.com.
I am sitting here in my T-shirt and shorts. I was doing a few odds
and
ends, and I might add I was just a bit stoned. So I decided to go
into our bedroom to consider what needed to be done next. I walked
into our closet and it was a mess so I decided to clan it up a bit.
I
looked at her side finding it lined with very modern and fashionable
clothing and on the floor were stacks of her high quality leather
shoes and boots all strewn about. So I decided to straighten them
up.
We had just been together a short time and I hadn’t done this yet.
As
I began to straighten up a couple of pairs caught my attention.
Perhaps what surprised me was, this is the first time I had been near
her shoes a bit stoned, I was finding that these shoes were clearly
just as hot, erotic, and sexy off of her as on her and perhaps being
stoned just took on a more narrow heightened focus. If you ever
smoked marijuana you already know what I mean, if you have not you
probably won’t understand. My focus was becoming very interesting.
I decide to pick up a couple of the more erotic pairs and sat there
looking at them.
I've got to get back to my other tasks. I have some things I need
to
do. So, I decided to place the shoes and boots right next to me and
to the side so that I can glance at them and look at the fashion
lines
of the shoes while I worked to organize the closet. I glanced at the
floor next to the me and to my surprise she had taken off and left
her
bright red kidskin stiletto heeled knee high zippered leather boots
there. Wow a bonus,,, I picked them up and placed them next to me as
well.
As I sat there I was looking through the closet and found some of the
comments from the alt.sex.fetish.feet newsgroup I had printed out.
I
noticed a few comments in some threads about others being excited by
women’s feet and shoes. I already had a flaming shoe fetish but
being newly together I left it on the side for a while. But now,
here
alone? So I glanced over at the shoes and imagined her walking
toward
me in them and at that point, and not to my surprise, my member
started to slowly pulse and enlarge.
I wasn't sure what would happen next but I knew that I had was going
to write and document what I felt and share my experience with other
who share my fetish.
Being a bit stoned and certainly a bit horny I decided, what the heck
no one is home and I was curious, I'll try to wear a pair of these
shoes. I put on a pair of her very thin hose. They were certainly
a
bit tight she is smaller than I am. Then I tried on the shoes. They
were tight, but I forced myself in, they barely fit. There they
were
on my feet a pair of very expensive $300 pair of Giorgio Armani 3"
inch high heeled black kidskin leather "T" straps in size 10 1/2.
Not
the heavy kind but a very gentle and graceful thin "T" with very soft
leather. I expect you might see these high heels on a Vogue model.
They felt good on and looking at them in the mirror across the room
made me a bit more excited. They were so tight I could clearly see
the outline of my toes in the black leather of the shoe.
At that point I was thinking that probably every fetishist should
have
a mirror so they can look into it if they ever decide to try things
on. My toes showed through the leather even a bit more than hers
would because of the pressure and my larger foot size. I could see
the curve of my arch in the 3" high heel. They were certainly a hot
pair of shoes. Looking at the shoes in the mirror I could imagine
her wearing them and moving in them across the room.
But wait a minute, as I glanced back I had her pair of red boots next
to me as well. For a moment, being stoned, I forgot about the T
straps. When I took a close look at these shoes the interesting
thing
about these "red boots" is that the pointed toe area is a bit longer
than usual for a "boot". As I looked inside the boot it was lined
with soft kidskin leather as I glanced at the extended toe area my
mind wandered in a kind of kinky fantasy deep down into the shoe.
Being stoned sometimes has its advantages, especially with a shoe
fetish. After a bit of focusing down into the depths of her boot. I
realized that I could probably slide my hand down along the inner
arch
and into the flesh colored toe area inside of the shoe. So I did, it
felt smooth and silky to my hand I could feel the toe bumps worn
inside the boot. My member was getting harder and pushing against my
pants and it pushed out the hole in my shorts. So I naturally just
moved the booted hand to my penis and pushed it down and back in as
us
guys sometimes do when we have an unexpected rising we don’t quite
want. The soft leather made contact with my penis and it felt like
electricity and I gently stroked it with my booted hand and it easily
grew another inch.
As I glanced at the toe of the boot and the well worn lines made in
the leather from her foot I continued to throb and get harder. I
was
almost driven by passion to slide them off of my hand and take a
closer look at the wear lines in the shoe.
Instead I decide to delay as I moved my feet in the T straps. My
focus shifted again, I could feel my toes move inside of the shoe and
it felt wonderful against the leather surface of the shoe. Perhaps
my foot pulsing in the leather was a premonition of things to come.
I tried to keep focused on cleaning the closet but being a bit stoned
the focus shifted to the curves in the very stylish black leather
shoe
that I also had next to me once again caught my attention. This
pair
has a nice two inch chunky heel and a great opening down into the toe
area. On the outside of this shapely and stylish mule, kind of a
clog
but not quite as large looking as a standard clog. This clog had the
softest of wear lines in the leather that attracted my attention. I
am interrupted by an urge to get closer to the shoe as I smell the
aroma of the leather mixed with her feet. I decide to stop cleaning
for just a moment as the aroma of her feet mixed with leather acts as
a pheromone and excites me even more. I slid the shoe closer to my
face as the urge to kiss the leather took me over. First I am
attracted to the outside of the shoe and then with more excitement
toward the opening of the shoe as I see the outline of her foot
impressed into the worn leather lining.
I force myself to stop as I first felt and then glanced at the red
fashion boot that I still had my hand and arm slid into. For a
moment as my hand moved I fantasized her foot moving in the boot over
the toe bumps and my attention shifted once again.
I stopped again as I imagine her sliding her foot gently into and
then
out of the one of those very sexy high heeled red leather fashion
boots that she loved to wear. I fantasized her painted red toes as
she slid her foot back into the boot and then I felt her command me
to
bring the boot to my lips and kiss one of the shoes first gently and
then she said I know you love it kiss it more passionately.
I couldn't resist as I slowly removed the red boot from my arm and
began to kiss it gently and then more passionately. I was becoming
so
aroused that I found myself deep kissing the toe of the shoe and
sucking it into my mouth. I imagined her foot still inside the soft
warm erotic boot as I realize that I am now making love to a shoe. I
had imagined that I had just slid it off of her foot.
I realized that she had worn them yesterday. I didn't even care, it
was so wonderful that I couldn't, no I didn't want to stop.
At that point my attention shifted as I began to kiss the flesh tone
inner lining of the red zippered thigh high boot.
The urge and my erection was so strong I am was now forced to lower
my
underwear to lighten the pressure of the erection tight against the
cloth. I then gently placed a drop of gel on the tip of my member
and then slid the soft red leather boot gently over my throbbing
penis
inserting my member deep down the flesh toned lining into the erotic
inside of the sensational soft leather shoe. I could feel the
warmth
of the boot that I just slid it off. Combined with the soft leather
walls surrounding my penis. Oh my goodness it felt so good I was
beyond excited. The walls of the creased leather shaped by her foot
caressed my penis in a way that it almost felt like I was inside of
her.
As my penis moved gently over the toe bumps inside of her boot it
felt
like electricity. This felt so much better than I expected, all so
soft all so surrounding as the sides of the red boot gently caressing
my erect member. I began to quickly move the boot up and down over
my penis thrusting it deeper into the inner sole. I could see the
outline of my penis move inside the shoe touching the inside of the
toe bumps worn into the leather.
I then saw the other soft boot nearby. I gently reached for it and
began to kiss the other shoe. I then open the inside of her boot
moving my face gently into the shoe as I kiss and fondle it my penis
continues to throb in and out of your boot in the place of her foot.
The fantasy is so kinky and just so much fun. Being high my passion
focuses on the boot and I have all but forgotten about your feet ever
being inside. I am surprised to discover that with all of my
passion
I find I am making love to these very well worn erotic red high
heeled
zippered kid skin red leather boots. I realize I am simply making it
with the boots.
The urge and passion is so strong that I now must lay on the floor.
As I try to open the shoe to continue to kiss and smell the inside, I
find I am laying on top of the opened boot with my penis penetrating
even deeper inside the boot as if I were now on top of a woman having
sex with her. With the friction of the carpet holding the opened
boot
in place I find I no longer need my hands and it's so much easier to
move in and out of the toe area of the shoe just as if I were doing a
woman.
In this new position, now the fantasy is really beginning to blow me
away. Now I realize I am deeply and passionately kissing and making
love to both erotic boots on the floor as the odor of the worn
leather
electrifies my body. It is clear to me that I am excited by the
boots
alone. The thought of my partner is no where to be found. To my
surprise the boot itself was a turn on and I was passionately
screwing
her right boot as I deeply kissed, fondled, and made love to her left
boot.
My body began to pick up speed automatically, as I pump in and out,
in
and out, in and out and I know that I can no longer hold it. It was
getting close as my mind reeled from the excitement.
This is so amazing, why didn't I think of doing this before? God I
love this, I love this.
Oh my, being stoned I begin to understand how a shoe could feel even
better than the inside of a woman. As I moved move in and out,
deeper and deeper into the boot. It was so sensitive I could feel
every leather wear line gently caress my member that is now riding
deep inside the toe of the boot.
I continued to kiss the erotic toe lines on the outside of the red
high heeled boot with such passion as I buried my head back inside of
the boot and surrounded my face with the soft leather and the inside
smell of the boot.
My body began to shiver and pulse with my first orgasm inside of this
wonderful virgin soft leather red boot. It feels so good as I moan
with passion as I try to hold back but begin to let go with
continuous
explosions inside of the tip of the boot. I couldn't stop pulsing,
it was the most fantastic and satisfying orgasm I had ever had.
As I calmed down with my penis sensitive I continued to feel the
walls
of the soft well worn leather boot as the pulses continue. I am so
aroused my body becomes tingly with sensations as I continue to move
inside of the shoe and kiss the inner sole of the other boot as if I
were kissing her.
As the explosion subsides, for a brief moment I consider what I am
doing, I couldn’t believe it. I was having sexual intercourse with
a
very sexy and erotic boot. A place where feet live and walk. As I
consider this I keep exploding even more into the depth of her shoe
as
I consider the erotic curves of the boot. So sensuous, so
delicious. It felt so good I didn't care that I was enjoying
passionate lust with her shoes.
All to soon, my body eases and I relax. What a great experience that
was, all so satisfying. I am once again surprised that it felt so
much like the inside of a vagina as the walls of the leather gently
caressed and surrounded me as I moved in and out.
In my lifetime I never thought it would be important and wonderful to
be part of such a select group of people who have developed a shoe
fetish. To know what I know. To feel what I feel can not be gained
by those who have never been able to become excited by or do a
sensuous and erotic well worn shoe. I knew the secret to being one
of the world’s best women's shoe designers. I knew why women were
so
attracted to buying shoes and never even consciously understood what
they were about. Somewhere down deep, I am certain they really do
understand the attraction, the sexuality, the erotic power, and the
impact of a well turned designer shoe. In time I learned through
penetrating experiences which shoes look and feel great and which
ones
just look great, and which ones not only look great but feel great as
well.