Shoesession

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Last night I went to an aunt's birthday party, and boy was I surprised when I saw my cousin wearing her white heels again. Just thinking of my cum in a thin, dried layer under her toes got me so hard I had to keep away from her just to think clearly. She did sit down with me in one of the living rooms away from all the music, and I managed to snap a few pics. What I would have given for her to give me a nasty shoejob in my car...

ugghumper wrote:Last night I went to an aunt's birthday party, and boy was I surprised when I saw my cousin wearing her white heels again.

Isn't that just the greatest? Seeing a woman wearing a pair of shoes that I've blasted is very high on the perverse ecstasy meter for me.

I can relate as far as cousins go. When I was a teenager, I had major lust for my older cousin, Alicia. It was the 1980s, and she was the kind of slightly trashy chick who was about 15 pounds too heavy but had the curves to pull it off. She was 19, had short brunette hair, wore a little too much makeup, wore very tight Jordache jeans that strained at the seams but also showed off her ass, and frequently wore the same pair of Candies high heel sandals.

One day, while visiting her house, I finally managed to get my hands on those Candies, sneaking into her bedroom closet while she was out running an errand, and slipping into the bathroom for some private time. In less than two minutes, I absolutely blasted those sandals and watched the cum soak into the wooden insole.

About an hour after I returned them to her closet, she came home and changed clothes for a date. Sure enough, she was wearing those Candies. Apparently, they were dry enough that she didn't notice, or she didn't care. Either way, as she headed out the door, I imagined my cum on her pretty feet.

I wondered if her boyfriend was a foot guy, too, and whether he would suck her toes or give her a foot massage or something. The idea that I made my mark first was too much to bear ... I slipped into her bedroom, grabbed a different pair of shoes -- red pumps that she clearly wore often, and without nylons -- and shot another huge load.

So, so wrong ... but so, so wonderful. More than 30 years later, I can still remember their scent.

That is the greatest! Glad you got pics too!