Taboo Fiction

[escom002]

Sorry, I meant Corona, not Coro.

[Sudsey]

Yep, fingers crossed!

[Chad96]

Yep, fingers crossed!

Any updates?

[Sudsey]

Hey guys, I have a couple of updates for you. Sorry it’s been a while in the making, but the writing flows when the mojo flows.

You might want to re-read the previous chapter or two to remind yourselves where we got to.


Chapter 30

Cassie was mortified. She instinctively covered her breasts and attempted to close her legs, a feat that was somewhat hampered by her daughters sneakers which were between them. Stacy and Becky were likewise horrified to find that they had been watched this whole time. They blushed and attempted to hide themselves.

“Oh don’t be silly,” Sarah smiled, gesturing to the people onscreen who sat on a sofa somewhere in a living room. They could only see them from the waste up, but they were topless, “look, they are all as naked as you are. Besides they are very intimate with your bodies by now,” she laughed, “here, let me introduce you. Cassie, Stacy and Becky, I’d like you to meet Lisa,” Lisa waved, “Beth,” Beth put her hand up, “and Nat,” Nat weakly raised her hand, shaking, her head back.

“Hi guys,” Lisa grinned, “great to meet you. You have been amazing to watch.”

Cassie sat in stunned silence, then finally found the ability to speak, “thanks, I guess,” she stammered, then looked at Sarah who was beaming.

“Hey guys,” Aryana called, waving, “thanks so much for the new shoes!”

“You are welcome,” Lisa smiled, “as always. Thanks for the show. You were as wonderful as ever.”

Aryana grinned, widening her legs so that everyone could see Sarah’s new Adidas, “do you like mums new sneakers?”

“They look great,” Beth said, her hand moving between her legs, “but they look like they need more cum.”

“Agreed,” Sarah laughed, “they are definitely not wet enough yet,” she pointed, “see the heels are still dry.”

“Sorry mum,” Aryana grinned, turning the sneaker around so that she was rubbing the dry suede heel against her pussy, “I’ll try to do better.”

“You are already the best, baby,” Sarah grinned as her daughter sprayed around the beige suede, “oh yeah, that’s better,” she sighed, sliding the black One Star in and out again, “soak them for me baby.”

“Oh god yes,” Nat screamed, shaking. When she had regathered some composure, she glanced down, “hey Ben,” she said between gasps, “your mum and sister are online.”

“Hey mum, sis,” Bens head popped up, grinning, the lower half of his face wet, “you guys put on an awesome show.”

“Thanks Benny,” Aryana grinned.

“Hey baby boy,” Sarah waved, “I hope you’ve been looking after the girls?”

“Of course he has,” Lisa smiled, “he’s a credit to his mother,” she winked, “knows just what to do with a shoe and his tongue.”

“Oh yeah he is,” Nat squirmed, “and he’s got an amazing cock. Show them Ben,”. She suggested.

“Sure,” Ben smiled, getting to his feet. His large, erect member bobbed into view.

“Oh wow,” Cassie glanced to Sarah.

“Yeah,” Sarah smiled, “of course I have not tried it, but it feels great as its pumping cum into our shoes, doesn’t it baby?”

“Oh yeah,” Aryana smiled, cumming on her mums sneaker again. There was not a dry patch of suede on this one now, every inch of it was dark wet and glistening. She swapped to her mother’s other Campus.

“Hmmm” Cassie began to fuck herself with her daughters sneaker again, “I think I’d like to make him cum in Stacy’s shoes. Would that be ok?”

“Of course,” Sarah laughed, “I’d like to make him cum in yours too.”

“Oh yeah that would be great” Cassie moaned, “if he wanted to do it.”

“Bens a big boy,” Sarah laughed, “hey Ben, want to fuck Cassie and her shoes?”

“Sure mum,” Bens cock twitched appreciatively, “Stacy’s and Becky’s too.”

Stacy and Becky gasped, but Cassie replied, “I cant talk for Becky, but let’s start with my baby’s shoes first and see how it goes,” causing another gasp. Cassie grinned, warming to the situation, “oh come on, don’t tell me you don’t want to see that lovely cock in your sneakers?”

Stacy stared at Bens cock, “I think that would be awesome,” she sighed, starting to hump her mums pink Converse again.

“Well why wait?” Lisa grinned, holding up a baby blue Chucks 70 low top.

“Wait, is that mine?” Stacy asked incredulous.

“Yes it is,” Lisa held the tongue up and slid it over Bens cock, “Ben popped over while you were upstairs and borrowed some of your sneakers to play with,” she squeezed Bens cock through the pale blue canvas, eliciting a moan. “Becky’s and Aryanas too,” she grinned, squeezing and sliding the chuck on Bens cock.

“Oh my shoes,” Stacy squirted on her mother’s Converse, “looks so hot.”

“Bobby, bring the camera over here,” Lisa instructed as she leaned forwards and began to lick the rubber sidewall of Stacy’s chuck. The camera shifted, showing Lisa sitting open legged, naked except for a pair of white hightop chucks. The heel of a pale blue Chucks 70 protruded from her pussy, obviously the partner to the one on Bens cock. Ben was wearing his navy hightops which appeared to be soaking wet.

“I don’t know if I’ve ever seen anything so hot,” Cassie said, her daughters sneaker slurping noisily in her pussy, “Lisa is so pretty, and my baby’s shoes look so good,” she gushed over the yellow One Star and soaked the pale yellow sneakers beneath.

Lisa glanced at the camera with a smile, then took the toe of Stacy’s sneaker in her mouth and started to suck on it while pulsing pressure on Bens cock through the pale blue canvas, her other hand fucking herself with the other chuck.

“Bobby, give Nat the camera please,” Beth told her boyfriend. The view shifted again, revealing Beth wearing nothing but her black monochrome Old Skool Vans as she sat next to Lisa, a pink chucks 70 in her pussy. Beside her, glimpsed just as the camera was handed over, Nat sat wearing only a pair of monochrome black high top chucks, and had a metallic silver high heel in her pussy.

“Oh is that one of mine?” Becky was sliding the toe of Sarah’s One Star in and out of her pussy, staring at the screen. She didn’t even know these people but one of them had her shoe in her pussy. Her mother would be beside herself if she knew, and that made it hot as hell for her.

“Yes,” Beth nodded, “it feels great in me,” she looked off to the side, picked up the partner to Becky’s sneaker, “Bobby, come here please.”

Becky gasped and squirted around the white suede sneaker in her pussy, soaking her pale blue One Stars beneath as she watched Beth slide her pink chuck onto the cock of a man she had never seen before. She came again as Beth leaned in and mirrored Lisa’s actions.

“You’ll have to forgive Bobby for not speaking,” Nat was saying from behind the camera, “his mouth is filled with a gag made from one of your Superstars, Becky,” she grinned.

Becky sat open mouthed, but still fucking herself with Sarah’s sneaker. Not only were these people using her chucks, but one of her Superstars was in the mans mouth.

“We tried tying the laces behind Bobby’s head, but that didn’t work very well,” Nat continued, “so we, well, look,” she panned up, revealing Bobby standing, his eyes closed, with the front half off a black stripe Superstar in his mouth, bisected just behind the tongue and securely fastened by a shoe lace threaded through a hole punched through the leather on both sides.

“Oh my poor Superstars,” Becky moaned, cumming again.

“Oh yes,” Nat giggled, “we only needed to cut one of them,” she held up the dismembered heel section of Becky’s sneaker, “but, well, you know how it is,” she brought up her other hand which clutched a pile of sneaker fragments, including pieces of shell-toe.

“Oh god I love this,” Becky gushed again.

Lisa suddenly sat back, still holding Stacy’s pale blue chuck on Bens cock, squeezing, pulsing, when Ben thrust against her, his hips shaking as he pumped cum into the toe of the sneaker, “oh yes Ben,” Lisa smiled, “fill Stacy’s pretty sneaker.”

Stacy gasped, “oh that looks so good,” she shook through her own orgasm, cum spraying over her mother’s pink sneaker beneath her.

Bobby came shortly after, Becky watching on, envious that she could not feel the throbbing of his cock in her shoe for herself.

“I think you boys should keep those chucks right there,” Lisa suggested, “let’s see how full you can make them.”

“Oh yes,” Stacy moaned, “fill them for us.”

“Oh god yes,” Becky agreed, “fill our chucks with your cum.”

“Oh they will,” Lisa nodded, “but they need to rest a little,” she yawned, “and Beth and Nat have to work tomorrow.”

“Awww,” Aryana pouted, but Lisa’s yawn was infectious.

“I’m sorry,” Lisa replied, smiling tiredly, “maybe we can play some more tomorrow when I bring Ben back,” she winked.

[Sudsey]

Second update. Cant promise when the next one will come, sorry.


Chapter 31

Aryana woke the next morning to the smell of eggs cooking downstairs and Sarah and Cassie nowhere to be seen. Stacy and Becky lay nearby amongst her mothers high heels, snoring gently with the sunlight dappling their smooth, bare flesh. She yawned, stretched, then stood and looked around.

Her mother had taken their new sneakers and washed them before putting them outside to dry, leaving the three girls and Cassie to enjoy her heels, then joined them for one last play before sleep. Of course all of them had awoken at various times during the night, played with themselves and one another, before falling back to sleep again.

“Hey, sleepyheads,” she grinned, nudging Stacey and Becky with her foot, “smells like breakfast is nearly ready.”

“Unh,” Stacey mumbled, “oh breakfast!” She was suddenly awake and beaming.

Becky was instantly awake, “yummy,” she grinned, “do you think your mum will really use my mum’s shoes?”

“You can count on it,” Aryana laughed, “come on,” she helped Becky to her feet, “let’s go see,” and she lead her two friends downstairs.

The three girls padded into the kitchen, barefoot and naked, to find Sarah and Cassie cooking and preparing breakfast. Sarah stood, stirring and tossing eggs in a large frying pan, while sausages and bacon sizzled in another. A third pot bubbled and spat and smelled of baked beans. Sarah was naked except for an apron and an exquisite pair of black patent peep toes. Cassie was busily preparing the dining table, setting cutlery and plates. She wore only her pink One Stars.

“Oh hi girls,” Sarah said, turning to look at them, “hey, you’d best get dressed if you are going to have breakfast.”

“Ok mum, be right back,” Aryana said, leading her friends out.

Beck looked crestfallen, “I thought we’d continue from last night,” she sighed.

“Yeah,” Stacey sounded disappointed.

“You numpties,” Aryana laughed, leading them out the back yard, “mum meant to put a pair of shoes on!” She lead them to where their sneakers were now clean and dry, “ooh look Stace, your One Stars! You can actually wear them for a change!”

Stacey laughed, “yeah it’s been a while, not that I am complaining,” she slipped her feet into her pale yellow sneakers, “I love seeing them in our mums pussy’s.”

“Why don’t we all wear are new One Stars,” Aryana suggested, “I bet it will drive our mums crazy.”

“Good plan,” Stacey grinned. Truth be told, she was already eying Aryanas and Becky’s new sneakers as they both sat and put on their new shoes. “If they a get a look in,” she bit her lip.

“Yeah,” Becky agreed, “you both look so hot,” as she pushed her white laces inside her pale blue sneakers.

“Mmm,” Aryana murmured, running her fingers over the black suede of her new Converse, “I so want to fuck you both with these, but breakfast is nearly ready and I want that just as much.”

“Yeah true,” Stacey nodded, “first breakfast, then I want one of those in me.”

“Agreed,” nodded Becky, as they headed back to the kitchen, besides, her mothers expensive shoes might be waiting.

When the three girls arrived back in the kitchen, they found Sarah and Cassie waiting beside a magnificent sight. The table was set with six plates, one in the centre of the table and five equally spaced around the outside. On two plates was a single, black, high top chuck of Aryanas, the tongues pushed forwards and the ankles opened wide. On another two were a single black Vans Old Skool of Stacey’s, tongues forward and waiting. On one plate were Becky’s mothers black Louboutins, and finally, in the centre, surrounded by condiments were Stacey’s pale yellow Old Skools.

“Oh wow it looks better than I imagined,” Stacey breathed, looking at her breakfastware.

“Come on in girls,” Cassie grinned, looking at the sneakers on her daughters feet and licking her lips, “take your seats.”

Aryana lead the way, sitting at one of her chucks. Stacey followed suit, sitting at the other chuck and stroking the white rubber toecap appreciatively.

Becky stood looking at her mother expensive pumps. Was she really about to do this? Was she really about to eat breakfast out of them? Her pussy twinged and her hand moved towards it, while her feet carried her forwards. She sat as if in a day dream and stared at the insoles of the pumps, reading the silver text, her fingers caressing the black patent.

“Watch your fingers Becky,” Sarah said, scooping a serving spoonful of scrambled eggs out of the pan. She lowered in front of Becky’s eyes, who stared unblinking as she tipped the eggs into one of her mothers pumps, “there,” she said, tipping a spoonful into the other shoe, “doesn’t that look delicious?”

Becky stared numbly at her mothers shoes, her pussy pulsing heavily and her legs shaking, “oh my god this is so...” naughty she was trying to think, but could only think hot, “so hot.”

Sarah had moved onto Stacey and started to scoop eggs into Aryanas chuck. She pushed them down into the toe of the sneaker and the dropped in another scoop, “mmm eggs always looks so good in your sneakers honey,” she smiled, doing the same with the chuck in front of her daughter.

“Delicious,” Aryana grinned.

“Now for Stacey’s yummy Vans,” Sarah licked her lips and scooped eggs into Stacey’s black Old Skools.

“Mmm yummy,” Cassie grinned, “looks so good baby,” she said to her daughter who was looking between the chuck in front of her and her own black sneakers.

Stacey nodded and squirmed in her seat.

Sarah had switched pans and returned with bacon and sausages. She started at Becky again, inserting a sausage into the eggs in each shoe, “I’m afraid the oil might stain the insoles,” she said with mock concern as she lay some bacon across the black patent toes. She moved to Stacey, placing two small sausages in her daughters chuck and then topping with bacon, repeating the process with the sneaker in front of Aryana. “Now ours,” Sarah smiled, placing sausages and bacon in Stacey’s Vans.

“Now for the beans,” Sarah grinned, grabbing the pot, returning to Becky’s side, “Beans for your mothers shoes, Becky?”

Becky stared at the expensive pumps and found herself nodding, “yes please, cover them.”

“Very well,” Sarah smiled, scooping beans into the pumps, covering the heels and toes, and spreading a puddle around the red soles.

“Oh that’s so hot,” Becky murmured, her hand moving between her legs, her fingers rubbing at her clit.

Next Sarah turned to Stacey and poured beans over the white toe caps, the laces, the black canvas and the sidewalls of Aryanas high top.

“Looks so yummy,” Stacey breathed, mimicking Becky, her fingers rubbing, rubbing between her legs.

“Yeah it does,” Aryana agreed as her mother poured beans over her sneaker.

“Now those lovely Old Skools,” Sarah smiled, pouring beans over the white laces and turning the black suede toes slick with tomato bean juice.

“Oh wow that looks so good,” Cassie murmured, “your shoes look so tasty baby.”

“I’m not finished yet,” Sarah smiled as she took a scoop of beans and poured them into Stacey’s pale yellow Vans, “mmm wanted to do this since we played with them in the hot tub,” she sighed as she poured another scoop into the other sneaker, then a third and a fourth, pushing them down into the toes. When she was finished, the pale yellow sneakers were filled to the collar and bean juice ran down the yellow and white sides, “mmm so yummy,” she sighed, putting the pot back on the stove and sitting down.

They all sat and stared at their meals and the yellow Old Schools filled with beans. The liquid sound of fingers against slick, sensitive flesh could be heard, then Stacey broke the silence, as she came, liquid pattering onto the floor beneath the table. Becky came a split second later.

“Well we can’t be having that,” Sarah said, “so much wasted cum. Shoes in pussy’s girls,” she said sternly, then laughed.

“Sorry,” Stacey giggled, “but it looked so good. Can I have one of your pink One Stars mum?”

“Of course baby,” Cassie smiled, slipping her sneakers off her feet and handing one to her daughter, “but I need one of yours please.”

“You two,” smiled Sarah, “always cumming on each other’s sneakers.”

“Of course,” Cassie laughed, taking her daughters yellow One Star, “I expect you want this?” She held her other pink sneaker out to Sarah.

“Of course,” Sarah grinned, taking the pink suede shoe.

Meanwhile, Aryana and Becky exchanged a sneaker each, and soon the exquisite sounds, and sight, of suede sneakers in pussys could be heard and seen. Pale yellow, blue and pink, and classic black, slick and dark with cum, sliding in and out, while white sidewalls gleamed wet, and laces clung to skin. Moist, liquid sounds, along with panting and the cry of release as sneakers were soaked and filled with cum.

Eventually, Sarah looked up from Cassie’s soaked pink shoe, panting and said, “our breakfast is getting cold,” she dug her fork into the eggs in Stacey’s Old Skool and took a bite, Cassie’s shoe still lodged in her pussy. “Needs sauce,” she said, picking up the ketchup. She flicked the cap open with her thumb and squirted it on the eggs in the black sneaker in front of her, making sure some also covered the white laces, “that’s better,” she smiled, then reached over and squirted some bright red tomato sauce on the pale yellow suede toes of the yellow Old Skools in the centre of the table.

“Oh my shoes,” Stacey gasped as she gushed over her mums pink sneaker, “looks so good.”

Sarah smiled, handing the sauce bottle to Cassie, before diving into her breakfast.

“Yeah looks amazing,” Cassie agreed, squirting more sauce on her daughters pale yellow Vans, this time covering the pale yellow laces and tongue, before handing the bottle to her daughter and starting to eat her meal.

“Oh my poor shoes,” Stacey moaned, squirting sauce over the white stripes on the sides of her sneakers. She came again, then looked at Aryanas breakfast filled chuck in front of her and squirted some sauce on the laces.

As Stacey began to devour the food out of her chuck, Aryana took the ketchup and squirted some along the white sidewalls of the yellow sneakers and then handed it to Becky.

Becky stared at her mothers food-filled pumps, the black One Star in her pussy dripping with cum. She could see some of the tan insole on each shoe, the silver script reading Louboutin just peeking out behind scrambled eggs and baked beans. She looked at the sauce bottle, and squirted twice - once with the bottle as it covered that expensive text, the second simultaneously as she came on Ayanas shoe in her pussy. She turned her attention to the other pump and repeated, cumming as she covered the insole, “oh god,” she came again, “that’s so naughty.”

“Hey save some for Stacey’s Vans,” Aryana giggled as Becky squirted sauce on the bacon covered toes of her mums shoes.

Becky looked up, “sorry,” she bit her lip then looked at the once-yellow sneakers in the middle of the table, seeing them for the first time, “oh your poor shoes Stacey!” She looked at the ketchup bottle in her hand and squirted some on her friends shoes, the splurt and airy spray announcing the end of the bottle.

Quiet fell around the table as every ate their breakfast. Forks scooped eggs and beans from shoes, knives cut sausages and bacon across toes and laces of sneakers, not sharp enough to damage them but the thought was delightful. Becky cut across the patent toe of her mothers pump, then squealed and came as the knife scratched the shiny black leather.

As they ate, they came, shoes sliding in and out of their pussy’s with each mouthful.

“God I love eating out of shoes,” Aryana sighed as she came on Becky’s pale blue One Star. It was a darker blue now, soaked through and slipping delightfully in and out of her pussy.

“Me too baby,” Sarah smiled as she picked up Stacey’s black Van and licked bean juice from the white sidewalls and gum sole, “mmm,” she sighed, squirting on Cassie’s wet, pink sneaker, “so tasty.”

“I have to say I love it too,” Cassie picked up her daughters shoe and sucked in the black suede toe, “it’s so good.”

“Oh god I love seeing you do that mum,” Stacey moaned, plunging the bean coated toe of Aryanas chuck in her mouth, “and I love eating out of Aryanas shoe,” she sucked and licked hungrily, “can we do this again?”

“Of course,” Sarah licked at the Vans logo on the heel of Stacey’s sneaker, “which of Aryanas shoes do you want to eat out of next?”

“I want to eat out of all of them,” she giggled.

“I am sure that can be arranged,” Sarah laughed, “what about you Becky?”

Becky glanced up, “oh it’s amazing,” she replied, “but I think I am going to get into trouble if I do this to all my mums shoes.” She looked at the Louboutins and realised there was no coming back from this - the linings and insole were stained with oil and sauce and the black patent was badly scratched.

“That’s ok,” Sarah smiled, “how about we make you eat out of yours instead? I am sure your mother would get very angry if she found out.”

Becky bit her lip. Her mother would definitely not be pleased at her for ruining her shoes deliberately, and just the thought excited her, “Ok,” she grinned, “that sounds great.”

“Ok then,” Sarah told the girls, “that’s settled.”

“It sounds amazing,” Stacey enthused, “but I don’t know how I am going to cope at school, knowing what’s going to happen.”

“Yeah,” Aryana grinned, “imagine picking out a pair of shoes for the day, knowing you are going to eat out of them later.”

“I can’t wait,” Becky grinned.

[Sudsey]

Another small update.


Chapter 32

“Ok girls,” Sarah said, standing, still with Cassie’s pink One Star deep in her pussy, “Cassie and I are going to leave you to do the dishes,” she grinned, “make sure you get them nice and clean. It’s fun to wear shoes knowing you ate out of them and no-one else knows.”

“Even better going home and eating from the ones you’ve been wearing,” Aryana said, standing and collecting her messy chucks and walking to the sink in one sneaker-clad foot, Becky’s pale blue One Star still visible in her pussy. She turned the hot tap on and began to rinse her black chucks under the flow, enjoying watching the water flow over the black canvas, washing thick sauce from them.

“Oh wow,” Stacey said, grabbing her messy black Vans and joining Aryana, “how often have you done that before I found out?”

“Oh lots,” Aryana giggled, “one time I wore these at school, ate spaghetti from them that night and then wore them next day. Thing is, when I was changing for netball, I found I had left a piece of pasta in them.”

“Oh wow,” Stacey giggled, “that could have been embarrassing.”

“Yes,” Sarah agreed, “so let’s be careful, ok? We don’t want our secret getting out there,” she nodded towards the window, to the general outdoors, “but enough of that. Now I want to see my pumps inside your mothers pussy,” she smiled, looking down at her black patent peep-toes before taking Cassie’s hand, “come on, I need these good and cummy.”

“That sounds nice,” Cassie grinned, “but I am going to need those, please,” she pointed at the girls feet. Each wore a single Converse One Star, “I want to fuck you with my daughters pretty yellow shoe, then your daughters black one, and then our new adopted daughters pretty pale blue one.”

The three girls giggled, handing over their sneakers.

“What are we going to do with these?” Aryana asked, gesturing to Stacey’s yellow Old Skools which were filled with baked beans and covered in tomato sauce.

“Do the best you can,” Sarah replied, “but I think they are probably ruined.”

“Ok, and Becky’s mums shoes?”

“Well,” Sarah looked at the black patent pumps still in front of Becky, “I would try scrubbing them. Maybe use a scourer,” she winked, “or a knife.”

Becky looked shocked at the thought of destroying her mothers expensive Louboutins, but her hand was thrusting Aryana’s black One Star in and out of her pussy again. The black suede was saturated with cum and a liquid sound could be heard as it sloshed around inside.

“Looks like Becky will enjoy that,” Cassie laughed, “now stop delaying and get those shoes in me,” she dragged Sarah out of the room.

Aryana placed her chucks on the drainer, soles up to drain, then took Stacey’s black Old Skools and began to rinse them, “why don’t you help Becky while I do this,” she suggested, “you’ll find the scourers here,” she pointed to the cupboard below the sink, “and you know where the knives are.”

“Ok,” Stacey grinned, dropping to one knee and opening the cupboard Aryana was standing at. “Hmmm,” she said, glancing at the pale blue One Star still in her friends pussy, “but first,” she leant in and kissed Aryanas opening, “mmm lovely,” she licked her clit.

“Oh yeah,” Aryana dropped the Vans in the sink beneath the flow of water which splashed and sprayed off the gum sole of one and filled the other. She gripped the sink and shuffled her feet wider, “just like that,” she moaned as her friend began to slide the sneaker in and out of her pussy. She closed her eyes, loving the feeling of her friends tongue and her other friends sneaker, then gasped as she felt fingers on her nipples. She felt hot breath on her neck, and then soft nibbling.

“Thanks for including me,” Becky whispered from behind her, “I have never enjoyed myself so much.”

“Oh, we are loving it too,” Aryana moaned as the combined efforts of her friends pushed her through an orgasm. Below her, liquid flowed around the soaking wet, pale blue suede shoe and pattered to the floor like rain.

Stacey looked up from between Aryana’s legs, her face wet, “that was fun,” she giggled, then started rummaging in the cupboard. She soon found the scouring pad and stood back up, “voila!” She grinned, handing it to Becky, “ready to trash your mums shoes?”

Becky bit her lip and nodded, “but don’t you want to see, Aryana?”

“Oh yeah I do,” Aryana nodded, “hmm, Stacey’s Vans can soak for a while,” she said, pushing in the plug and running the tap. She took Stacey’s pale yellow Old Skools and emptied the beans into a bag before licking the gum sole on one and dropping them into the sink with the black pair. “There,” she squirmed as she pushed the sneakers beneath the water with a delightful gurgling noise. She turned the tap off and faced her friends, “now let’s destroy those pretty pumps,” she grinned, leading the girls into the living room. “You sit there,” she told Becky, pointing to the middle of the sofa, “so Stacey and I can fuck you while you cut them up.”

Becky sat in the middle, her mothers Louboutins in her lap and a scouring pad and knife in her hands. Aryana sat next to her, on her right, and slid her fingers between Becky’s legs. Stacey sat on her other side and took her friends nipple in her fingers and started to squeeze.

“Oh god yes,” Becky moaned, loving the feeling of her friends fingers and hands. She gasped as Aryanas black sneaker started to move inside her, “feels so good,” she sighed, then took her mothers right shoe and gently touched the scouring pad against it. She shuddered as she slid it lightly along the length of the shoe, from toe to heel along the instep, not hard enough to damage it, then slid it back to the toe. “Oh this is so naughty,” she sighed, repeating, but pushing harder, seeing fine scratches appear in the black patent. Her hips immediately shuddered as she squirted around Aryanas sneaker. “Oh yes,” she moaned, rubbing again, this time even harder, and faster, and realised Aryana was matching her strokes with the One Star in her pussy. Stacey meanwhile had taken both her nipples in her fingers and was squeezing them in time with her strokes.

“That’s it Becky,” Aryana urged, “ruin your mums shoes.”

“Yes Becky,” Stacey grinned, “show your mum how naughty you are!”

“Oh god,” Becky moaned again, her hand a blur, the black patent scratched and dulled on that side of the shoe. She turned it round and worked on the other side, her pussy spraying cum freely around Aryanas black One Star, “oh I am so bad,” she moaned as layer after layer was removed from the shiny black leather. She swapped shoes and the exchanged the scouring pad for the knife. She looked at the shiny black leather toe, came again, and then pushed the blade of the knife through it, “oh my god,” she shuddered, removing the knife and plunging it through the side of the pump, “that feels so good.” She began sawing through the leather, each stroke of the knife matched by her friends, cutting down towards the toe.

“You are so bad, Becky,” Aryana grinned.

“Yeah,” Stacey agreed, “your mum would kill you if she found out.”

“Fuck my mum,” Becky giggled, cutting the black patent upper from her mums expensive shoes. She came again, her back arching high, her juices spraying.

Aryana and Stacey looked at each other, surprised at her friend’s outburst, then laughed along with their friend.

[mattblake94]

Arrrgh!!! Don't leave it there!!!! I totally need more.

Also, great to see you back.

[Sudsey]

I’m not really back... I am just slow.

[mattblake94]

Loooool whatever it is that means you write more, keep doing it!

[Sudsey]

Another one for you…


Chapter 33

Lisa stood outside in a pretty yellow summer dress and her white high top chucks, bags in her left hand, her iPhone in her right, with another large bag over her arm, while Ben quietly unlocked and opened the front door. She had been watching the girls on her iPhone as they had fun with Becky’s mums shoes and wanted to surprise them.

The girls sat quietly, happily in each other’s company. Becky still had her mothers destroyed Louboutins in her hand and was continuing to cut small pieces of red sole from the remains of the expensive shoes, while Aryana, sitting to her right, very slowly slid her black One Star in and out of Becky’s pussy with one hand, and Becky’s pale blue sneaker in and out of her own with the other.

Stacy watched on from where she sat on Becky’s left, her mothers pink Converse One Star in her pussy matching the movements of her friends, slowly sliding in, then slowly out. She felt like she was in heaven. She had lost count of how many times she had cum this morning, but her mothers sneaker was thoroughly soaked.

“Well isn’t that an amazing sight?” A voice asked from the doorway.

Stacy and Becky jumped with a start, a look of shock, mixed with guilt flashing across their faces. Aryana grinned, jumped up and ran to the voice. “Lisa!” She exclaimed, hugging the petite woman in the yellow flowery summer dress and white high top chucks, then, “hi Benny!”

“Hi girls,” Lisa grinned, “please don’t stop,” she hugged Aryana tight.

“Hi sis,” Aryanas brother grinned from where he stood beside Lisa, “hi girls.”

Stacy sat covering herself, her hands instinctively over her breasts and pussy. She recognised Lisa from the chat the previous night, and of course she knew Ben, but both of them seeing her naked, with a sneaker in her pussy, in person, felt very different to them seeing her on webcam.

Becky was terrified that, just for a moment, she had thought her mother had stumbled upon her and found out what she was doing. She sat in stunned silence, her guilt plain on her face as she attempted to hide the evidence.

“What’s wrong Becky,” Lisa asked, “you look like the cat that ate the budgie. Did you think I was your mum?”

Becky sat mutely, nodding, some of the guilt vanishing, but embarrassment lingering with her being found in such a compromising position.

“I can see how that would make you feel,” Lisa said, kindly, “she would have seen what you had done to her shoes. Well done by the way,” she added with a smile, “I have been watching,” she held up her phone, “and while I am not a huge fan of destroying heels, I must say you did a wonderful job.”

“That’s right,” Aryana agreed, “Lees would much rather cut up a nice pair of Asics, wouldn’t you Lees?” She grinned as she knelt down before Lisa and put her head under her dress, “oh yummy,” her giggles were muffled from beneath there.

“Oh god yes,” Lisa gasped, feeling Aryana between her legs, “I love cutting up Asics,” she closed her eyes as she felt a tongue lapping at her clit, “oh Aryana, you are amazing,” she murmured, feeling the sneaker lodged in her pussy beginning to move, “but don’t think I don’t know what you are doing, you tease.” She lifted the front of her dress, revealing the younger girl licking at her pussy and fucking her with a pink chucks 70.

“Who me?” Aryana looked up, feigning innocence, then giggled as she continued to pump the pink sneaker in and out, “I just thought it might put Becky more at ease if you cut up her Asics,” she grinned brightly, then went back to lapping at Lisa’s clit.

Becky felt a pulse in between her legs, watching her friend make love to Lisa. The thought of her cutting her sneakers was driving a wedge through her guilt like a hot knife through, well, her Asics. The sight of a pink sneaker in Lisa’s pussy shattered it, and her hand went between her legs.

“I think Becky likes that idea,” Lisa stammered, “or is it the sight of your pretty shoe in my pussy?”

“Oh is that mine?” Becky gasped, her fingers moving faster on her clit, while her other hand grabbed the soaked black One-Star in her pussy and began to fuck herself with it.

“You bet,” Lisa smiled, “show her where her other shoe is Ben.”

Ben laughed, dropping his pants and revealing a second pink Converse, this one on his penis, “your shoe feels great, Becky,” he said as he stepped out of his pants and started pumping it on his cock.

“Oh that looks amazing,” Becky moaned.

“We have been fucking ourselves with your pretty chucks since last night,” Lisa shuddered through an orgasm, “oh god that’s good,” she sighed, stepping away from Aryana and collapsing into and armchair opposite, careful not to dislodge the sneaker in her pussy.

“Hey Ben, why don’t you let Becky do that for you,” Aryana suggested as she crawled over to Lisa’s feet. She lay down and started to lick the white toecaps of Lisa’s shoes.

“Do you want to, Beck?” Ben asked, moving to sit next to Becky.

Becky looked down at her sneaker on Aryana’s brothers cock. The canvas was dark and wet, “looks so good,” she sighed, reaching out tentatively, then grasping it, “what do I do?”

“Like this,” Ben took Becky’s hand gently, positioning it so she could feel his cock through the canvas, then moved it so she was sliding it up and down his shaft.

“Oh wow,” Becky murmured, “I you feel so big in there,” she squeezed, eliciting a gasp from Ben, “oh, was that ok?”

“Better than ok,” Ben encouraged her, “you are doing great,” he put an arm around Becky, his fingers finding her nipples and squeezing.

Becky gasped, loving the feeling of Bens fingers on her nipples, the warm embrace of his arms, the feeling of his cock in her shoe, in her hand. She squeezed again.

Stacy watched on in amazement. Moments ago she had been shocked when this woman had caught her fucking herself with her mothers sneaker, and to make matters worse, Aryana’s brother was with them. She had met Ben before, of course, but that was before her world had been shifted, before her eyes had been open as to the pleasures to be had with shoes and sneakers. She thought back to those times, remembering how he had always appeared shy, his eyes down turned, but of course she now realised he was not shy - he was just checking out her shoes, wanting to fuck them. The thought make her smile, and she looked to where Becky was now giving him a hand job in her chuck. It looked so good and she wanted Bens cock in her own shoes. Wait. “Lisa, where are my shoes?” She blurted out, wondering where her pale blue chucks 70s were.

“Oh, your lovely pale blue chucks 70’s?” Lisa asked, “those are lovely. We all had a lot of fun with them last night and this morning,” she smiled, “and we brought them with us, didn’t we Ben?”

“Oh yeah,” Ben moaned, “they felt great, Stace,” his hand wandered downwards to Becky’s pussy, to his sisters black One Star still deep inside there, “here let me,” he suggested, taking the heel of the sneaker when Becky removed her own, “oh yeah this is good and wet,” he grinned as he began to slide it in and out, “it’s great to see my sisters sneakers in you Beck.”

“They feel so good in me too,” Becky sighed, losing herself in the moment.

Lisa looked down to her feet and smiled to herself as Aryana tugged her white high tops off her feet. This was an amazing family, she thought to herself. She looked back to when she accidentally told Beth about her own fetish, how lonely a life she lead back then. Sure she’d had friends, Beth chief amongst them, but she had always kept the biggest part of her life to herself, embarrassed to talk about it. Now she sat in a room filled with four other people enjoying sneakers as much as she did, in fact Aryana had crawled over to Stacey and was, even now, pushing the toecap of her white chuck into Stacey’s mouth.

“Oh mmmm,” Stacey moaned, sucking on the toe of Lisa’s sneaker, “I love chucks,” she gasped as her mothers pink One Star was replaced with the white high top’s partner, “oh yeah that feels soo good,” she licked and sucked at the sneaker in her mouth as Aryana moved the other in, deeper.

“You look amazing,” Lisa grinned. She was fucking herself with Becky’s shoe again, “get them good and cummy for me, girls,” she urged, “I want them nice and wet.”

“Oh, we will,” Aryana grinned, leaning in to lick at Stacey’s clit.

Beside Stacey, Becky was reaching a climax, her pumping of her sneaker on Bens cock matching move for move with the sneaker in her pussy. She felt Bens movements stutter and realised he was about to cum. She squeezed her pink shoe on his cock, feeling it tense inside there. “Oh god,” she cried, gushing on Aryanas sneaker in her pussy, as she felt Bens cock pulsating in her chuck, “I can feel you pumping cum into my shoe!”

“Wow you guys look so good,” Lisa sighed, cumming on the pink low top. She looked from Ben, to Becky, then to Aryana and Stacey, “but there something wrong,” she stood and walked to the hallway, returning moments later with bags in her hands, “you girls, and I,” she added, looking down, “are barefoot, and that’s against the rules,” she grinned and began rummaging in the bags.

“Oh, new shoes?” The voice came from Sarah who was now standing at the doorway. She and Cassie had come back downstairs when they heard Lisa’s voice, “you are spoiling the girls,” Sarah admonished with a smile.

“Feel free to spoil them as much as you like,” Cassie grinned from beside Sarah. Both women were naked except for their heels - Cassie was in her wedges and Sarah was in a simple pair of black patent pumps - and both women had their daughters sneaker still lodged deep in their pussy’s.

“Oh I will,” Lisa grinned, looking both women up and down, loving what she saw, “especially if you are going to treat my purchases the way you are.”

“Oh you can count on it,” Sarah grinned, walking through to the kitchen and returning with two dining chairs. She sat on one while Cassie took the other, both ladies sitting with their legs apart as they began to play with themselves.

“Ok, me first,” Lisa smiled, pulling out a Converse box and opening it, “I saw these and couldn’t help myself,” she said showing the brand new high tops. They were a gold colour with lighter gold lines in the form of a stylistic sunset. “I love them,” she grinned, pulling them onto her feet.

“Very pretty,” Sarah agreed, “it’s going to be fun playing with them.”

“Yes,” Lisa grinned, looking at her feet, “yes it will. Now,” she pulled another Converse box out of her bags, “these are for you Stacey,” she opened the box, showing a pair of bright, lime yellow high tops, “I thought they would be just your colour.”

“Oh yes they are,” Cassie smiled, glancing down at the pale yellow sneaker in her pussy, “you are going to look great in those, baby,” she grinned.

“Oh wow, they look great, thank you,” Stacey enthused, standing and taking the new sneakers from Lisa, then slipping them on her feet, “wait, how long am I going to be able to wear these?” She looked at her mum.

“I don’t know what you mean,” Cassie laughed, “I can’t help it if I like being naughty with your shoes.”

“I wouldn’t want it any other way,” Stacey giggled.

“These are for you, Aryana,” Lisa held out a pair of white low tops with bright floral colours on the outside and rainbow striped soles, “they are called pride, and I am pretty proud of you,” she handed them over.

“They are very pretty,” Aryana smiled, slipping them onto her feet, “what do you think, mum, Ben?”

“They look awesome, sis,” Ben grinned, “I’m going to like cumming on them.”

“Yes, very pretty baby,” Sarah smiled, “hmm, I wonder what colours on those soles will still be visible when they are in me?”

“Now that sounds like a fun new game,” Lisa laughed, “now Becky, I hope you like these.” She handed over a pair of pink low top chucks 70’s with black laces and linings and an 80’s style print.

“Oh they are lovely, thank you,” Becky said, slipping them on her feet, “can I make Ben cum in them?”

“Of course you can,” Lisa laughed, “in fact I am not sure you could keep his cock out of them.”

“Hey,” Ben protested, then laughed, “ok, fair point.”

“So what else do you have there?” Sarah asked, looking at the other stuffed bags.

“Well, I brought morning tea,” Lisa explained, “and I am really liking the look of these at the moment,” she pulled out three Puma boxes, “so I bought these for the girls and thought we could use them as bowls.” She opened all three boxes, revealing three pairs of Puma Calis. One pair were white with black Puma text on the heel and toe bumpers - Aryanas, Lisa explained. One pair was white with yellow stripes, yellow Puma text on the heel bumper and a yellow heel tab - these were obviously for Stacey, and the third pair were white with pink toe and heel bumpers and heel tabs.

“Oh wow those are lovely,” the three girls agreed.

“Yes they are,” Sarah agreed, counting, “but there are seven of us and only six bowls.”

“That’s ok,” Lisa grinned, taking the last item out of her bags - a large plastic bowl, “I made a trifle this morning and thought you would all like it,” she removed the cover. The top was beautifully presented with smooth cream covered in sprinkles. What caught everyone’s eye were the white toecaps of a pair of chucks that peeked through the cream.

“Oh that looks yummy,” Aryana smiled, “and will look even better in my new Pumas!”

“Oh yeah it will,” Stacey grinned, “wait, you said you brought my chucks back,” she looked at the obviously empty bags, then at the sneakers in the trifle, “are those?”

“Uh-huh,” Lisa grinned, “I made a chucks trifle with your pretty blue 70’s. Thought you and your mum with like to eat from them.”

“Oh that’s amazing,” Stacey grabbed one of Lisa’s white high tops and thrust it back into her pussy, “my shoes look so good in there,” she moaned as she pumped hard.

“Oh god yes they do, baby” Cassie agreed, fucking herself with her daughters One Star, “I’d never though of including your shoes in food. Imagine coming home from school and finding your sneakers in jelly,” she and Stacey came at the thought.

“Oh yeah that’s a lot of fun,” Aryana licked her lips, “mum sometimes makes pasta bakes with our shoes in them,” she was fucking herself with Lisa’s other sneaker now, loving the memories, “it’s so hot to see your sneaker all covered in sauce and cheese and completely ruined.”

“Oh that sounds so good,” Stacey moaned, cumming again.

“Oh imagine coming home in your Vans,” Cassie suggested, “and I cook them in a pasta bake. Even better if it’s a netball day and I set your Asics in jelly for dessert too.”

“Oh god yes,” Stacey came again, “we have to do that.”

Lisa laughed, “that all sounds amazing, but let’s have morning tea first,” she stood and walked into the kitchen with the chucks trifle in her hands, her new chucks on her feet and Becky’s pink low top in her pussy. Life didn’t get much better than this, she thought to herself, then out loud, looking over her shoulder, “well grab your bowls,” she grinned, “I’ll have one of Stacey’s for mine, please.”