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Well, He Was So Persistent

Inger wants a pair of shoes. He offers money if she'll pose. But thats only the start.

The cab pulled to the curb in front of the twelve-story apartment on 36 th Street in Manhattan at 12:20 AM, and a short-haired blonde got out, flashing a glimpse of thigh that caused a passer-by walking his dog to stumble before regaining his balance and...

All Yours

My Mother-in-law wasn't satisfied, she needed more, she needed me, she needed to be my slut.

Relieved, bewildered, excited and horny all at once, I picked my way through the flailing bodies on the dance floor wondering how exactly we would get away with it. “Again,” she had texted. And she would get it again, no doubt about that. The only questio...

27 Minutes (Part 3 of 3): L'hotel

The perfect end to a day of exhibitionism.

The luggage only just made it through the door ahead of us before it was forgotten. I wriggled out of my sandals and flung them in the doorless wardrobe as Adam hopped on one foot removing his second shoe, then we crushed together and spiralled into the r...

27 Minutes (Part 2 of 3): Le Metro

The perfect exposure on Parisian public transport.

It was still early when we reached Paris: too early to check into the hotel near Gare de L’est, so we picked up a carnet, ditched our bags at the station and went sightseeing. Being just the right side of Bastille Day, the city was baking and heaving. Wit...

For you

At a wedding party, my naughty mother-in-law and I find out that our needs align perfectly.

Since you won't believe me, I won't tell you that this is a true story and that the names have been changed to protect the not-so-innocent... As is usually the way, the wedding ceremony was an absolute bore. My wife’s cousin, having finally persuaded her...

Playing Footsie

I was waiting for my train ... she was distracting.

I am fixated with my foot.Apologies but that is an inaccurate generalisation. In truth I am fixated by the way my foot dangles midair. The contrast of deep red shoe against barely black fine hosiery, the sight of the small mole atop it visible through the...

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In Her Shoes Part 3

This is the final part so please read both other parts to this story to understand it fully.

I guided Peter into the main shopping mall in town leading him straight into a shoe shop. The girl in the shop fetched a few pairs for me to try on and I relished asking Peters opinion. He tried not to look too obvious that he was hooked on my shoes and f...

In Her Shoes Part 2

This is the second part of In Her Shoes so to fully understand what’s gone on

please read the first part. After a short time of resting my feet on Peter’s bum I now slipped my foot back rubbing the sandal against his balls and cock. His knees started to widen slightly as I teased I could see his balls quickly rise up and tighten as...