Shoesession

When i was in school my teacher was always in black high heels i had a very big boner so i had to fuck myself but i wish i had taken her pumps couse i bet they did smell alot.......................!

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm i like to walk around town watching the buisness woemn in there heels and just wanna sniff them

It was at school I fell in love with high heels. My teacher used to wear a gorgeous (to me) pair of grey open-toe ankle-strap heels, and grey hose. She was a sexy MILF too

yeah my french teacher used to wear some awesome brown heels that she used to dangle under her desk.....needless to say i never really got much done during those lessons.....it didnt help having a girl sat in my line of sight dangling and playing with her chunky heeled loafers either.....those were the days!!!

yeah, heels and high white boots were a big boner-maker for me too...still are !

black high heels pumps do it for me

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One pair of heels STILL haunts me to this day....My 6th grade teacher had a SEXY pair of Blue Heels (with a stacked/wooden heel...) that I forever lusted after (They are THE pair that got away....) She wore a size 9 and had absolutely beautiul,sexy feet too. If I could go back in time,I would definitely find a way OR think of a plan to "aquire" them

While in high school, I had a graphics art teacher who slightly robust and sometimes she would wear these 4" or 5" fuck me pumps. I forget the color but I remember of dreaming about fucking her while she wore these heels. Mostly though, she wore wedges with low heels.
And back in grade school, I remember this one girl who rode our bus. She would wear Candie's wedges/heels and I wanted to fuck her SOOOOO bad! Some kids would claim that she was the school slut and that thought made it even more appealing. I never did have sex with her...sadly!

I am recalling very early school days when our teacher would sit in her chair and gather us on the floor around her for stories. She wore dresses or these full skirts with slips and full fashioned stockings with garters (this was way before the advent of pantyhose) and of course high heels, mostly pumps, with no less than a 3" heel . Even now, I can remember the sounds of all that nylon when she crossed her legs. I listened to the stories of course, but I was transfixed by the sway of her foot and the line of her leg. Of course I was too young to understand any of it. But it must have been then that I first developed my obsession with high heels and dangling, I think. I also have memories of sneaking into her class room, maybe at recess times, to find her shoes under her desk (some days she did change into flats during the day) and sniffing them with great delight. So my education in this field started quite early.