A State of Grace (fiction)

[royx]

Wow! You are an amazing writer. Loved every bit of it! Can't wait to read more about the superstars. And perhaps a pair of nike theas could be included? Don't know if you like those tho.

Notheless keep it up! It's great!

[Sudsey]

Thanks mate. Theas are not bad but not my favourite Nikes by any means. Have not really been into Nikes for very long though. My tastes are evolving so who knows?

[mattblake94]

Loving the story so far Sudsey, especially how they talk about how expensive the shoes were and how they'd be ruined!!!

It's gonna be an awesome series.

Any chance we'll know when the next one's out???

[Sudsey]

Have not even started it yet! Depends on what happens in it and if I can find a break point. This latest one took a while because there was so much in it and no real points where I could, or wanted to put in chapter end.

I have ideas on where the story is going... but how it gets there I usually end up letting little Sudsey decide

[mymary54]

Amazing story, love the wet sneaks! Hoping for more in that direction! Will be waiting & hoping that it is soon! Thank you, again, for your efforts and sharing it with all of us!

[Sudsey]

Thanks mate. Well anyone who has read any of my stories will know I like wet sneakers too... and I am sure there will be more... not sure when though.

[Sudsey]

Part 6

After leaving the hot tub and lining theirs shoes up to dry as ordered, Sandy slipped her feet into her wedge sandals, fastening them at her ankles (not an easy task when you have a pretty gold, high heel sandal in your pussy), and collected her Nikes to take upstairs to Grace's bedroom. Her sandals felt slightly odd on her feet and they sloshed as she walked, water having worked its way into the compartments moulded into the wedge heel. And then, of course, there was the gold sandal which made walking a little tricky, let alone climbing the stairs.

She found Grace sitting in the same high backed chair in front of the shower, her legs crossed, wearing nothing but her own pair of wedge heeled sandals with two brown suede straps crossed over the toes and a single brown suede strap that wrapped around the ankle from the arch of her foot, passing through a loop in a heel section, to the opposite side, forming an X on top of her foot. The wedge sole looked almost identical to Sandy's, wrapped in braided rope, except brown suede peeked out from under her toes.

"I decided to wear these because I loved being bad with yours so much," Grace told her niece, "of course these are Jimmy Choos," she continued, bouncing one foot in the air, "so they are very expensive. Now come here and let me remove your gag," she commanded, "we don't want you to drown in there," she'd taken Sandy's Nikes from her, unbuckled the harness, and removed the sandal from her pussy, "very good, now get in there and wash yourself thoroughly, including your feet and those pretty wedges."

As Sandy entered the shower and started the water, touching it occasionally to get the correct temperature, Grace uncrossed her legs, setting the soles of her shoes flat on the floor, legs apart. She took a Nike in each hand and rubbed the waffle pattern sole across her nipples, murmuring with enjoyment.

With the water temperature correct, Sandy stepped under the stream, water flowing over her smooth, lightly tanned body, running between her breasts, abdomen, through the peach fuzz between her legs, then running down her thighs over her sandals.

"Very nice," Grace told her niece, "now shampoo your hair." She turned one of Sandy's Nikes around and was rubbing her clit with it.

Sandy had done as she was told, soaking her long blonde hair, then shampooing it, working the suds into her scalp. She looked down at her feet, seeing the soap running over her sandals and felt the need for something inside her.

"Not yet," Grace told her as she rinsed her hair, "first you need to condition, then you can wash your body, then you can have my shoe in your pussy."

Sandy pouted theatrically, then set about running the conditioner through her long tresses. When she was done, it lay heavy against her back. She looked to her aunt and saw had disappeared, leaving her Nikes on the seat. Sandy closed her eyes and washed the conditioner out of her hair, then looked down in time to see it running over her wedges. She squirmed a little, then saw that Grace had returned and was bearing a pair of pink and grey Nike lunarglides.

"You will need something to exfoliate with," she explained, "I think these will do nicely."

Sandy's knees almost buckled then, and she desperately wanted a pump inside her.

"Just squirt some body wash on the toes and laces and scrub yourself with them," Grace told her, holding them under the stream of water before handing them to her niece. The pink cloth soaked up the water beautifully, turning a nice dark pink.

Sandy covered the cloth toe and the laces of her aunts sneaker in slippery body wash and started rubbing her body with it, starting at her abdomen. The body wash foamed up on the sneaker and she continued, moving underneath her breasts and arms. She moved onto her right arm, starting at the shoulder and working the soapy sneaker down, and then did the same with the left arm. The legs were next, and she started by re-applying the body wash to the Nike and rubbing it all over her pert bottom before moving down each leg, then rubbing them all over her sexy wedges.

"Pay particular attention to your nipples and pussy," her aunt commanded with a wry grin, "make sure they are nice and clean."

She did as she was ordered, using the toe of one sneaker on her nipple, the other pushed firmly against her pussy. Soon she was panting, as the pink cloth rubbed against her pink flesh, soap suds lubricating where it touched. She closed her eyes, lost in the moment, her toes wiggling in her sandals, her knees bent slightly as the Nikes caressed her body. She felt hands on her body and she opened her eyes to see her aunt in the shower with her, running her hands over her lightly tanned skin. She looked down to see water cascading over Graces Jimmy Choos, the brown suede already dark brown and glistening.

Grace knelt in front of her niece, moving the pink Nike from Sandy's pussy to her other nipple so that she had free access, then gently ran her fingers outside Sandy's pussy lips. She leaned in and licked delicately at her nieces opening, making Sandy gasp in pleasure. She began caressing her nieces feet and wedges, her hands squeezing, fingers running between soaked foot and soaked insole. Sandy moaned appreciatively, rubbing the Nikes on her nipples faster, while Grace began licking more urgently at her clit. Sandy screamed in ecstasy then, her senses overloaded, she could do nothing but be in the moment. She clutched the Nikes tightly against her breasts, squeezing them so water and bubbles ran from them. As her crescendo approached she tried to hold back, to dam the waters, and for a moment or two she was successful, then it burst forth in a tidal wave, erasing all thought of control.

When she opened her eyes she discovered she had put out her hands to brace herself against the walls. She still clutched the pink Lunarglides and there was a stream of soap suds running down the Italian marble tiles from each of them. Her legs were still shaking and she looked down to see her aunt kneeling in front of her with a grin. She had pulled away at the last moment, at the feeling of the gush of hot liquid over her chin, saving herself a broken nose as her nieces hips bucked violently.

"That was impressive," Grace told her niece, "perhaps a little dangerous while standing in the shower though," she laughed, "mind you those wedges seem to grip well," she indicated the white rubber soles which had a ripple pattern. "Now," she continued, sitting down on the tiles, her back to the wall, her knees bent, her wedges in front of her with their soles flat on the floor directly beneath the stream of water from the shower head, "I need you to soap up my Jimmy Choos and then you can eat me out."

Sandy got down onto her knees, handing the Nikes to her aunt who immediately began running her nipples with them, "not as good as your Superstars," she told her niece, "I bet those toe caps would feel great all soaped up." Sandy shuddered and grinned, squeezing out some body wash into her hands. She brought them together, coating both hands equally, then put them either side of her aunts expensive shoe, rubbing them together around the braided rope wedge sole which foamed up beautifully. She continued, bringing her hands up and lathering up the brown suede straps and her aunts foot.

"Oh yeah," Grace murmured, wiggling her soapy toes in her sandal and switching a sneaker to her pussy, "that looks really good, now do the other one."

Sandy did what she was instructed, lathering up Graces other Jimmy Choo wedge. By now the steady stream of water had washed away most of the foam from the first sandal, so Grace ordered a repeat, but this time she lay her feet on their side, soles almost touching, "cover my shoes in body wash," she told her niece, "pour it straight on."

The body wash was a thick, clear green liquid that oozed over the braided rope detail, filling all of the indentations but remaining transparent so that all of the details of Graces wedges could be seen beneath. The brown suede straps turned almost black under the liquid and look glossy and slippery.

"Oh that looks so good," Grace sighed, wiggling her toes, "now get over here and eat me out."

Sandy had never done this before and wasn't sure what to do, but she decided the best thing was to follow her aunts lead, to do as she had done. She leaned forwards, then ran her tongue the length of Graces pussy lips, making her aunt squirm in pleasure. She went back and did it again, teasingly letting her tongue just brush her clitoris. Grace moaned in delight, just as Sandy pushed hard against her aunts clitoris, wiggling her tongue as fast as she could. Grace grabbed her nieces head, pulling her away as her hips bucked and she gushed over the tiled floor. "Always," she panted, "always remember to pull away before the lucky girl you are eating out cums," she smiled tiredly, "its embarrassing explaining to ER how you got your broken nose," she laughed, Sandy joining in as she sat back and leaned against the tiles.

[WAMSneak]

Simply awesome, it's great to see you have your mojo back Sudsey, top form!

I do hope Aunt Grace has a vindictive and destructive streak I'd love to hear about her wearing the Superstars against Sandy's wishes

[Sudsey]

Cheers! It comes and it goes... while it's here I am surfing the wave

I am afraid Grace won't be wearing Sandys shoes - I already said Sandy takes a smaller size (which is why Grace can get her chucks so far in), but I have some "stuff" planned that you will like. You will just have to wait for it

[WAMSneak]

Aww that's a shame, though I don't doubt I'll love it anyway

Does Grace by any chance live in the same town as Beth, Lisa and Nat?