Mom's Wild Pair shoes
When I was twelve or so, Mom hauled me along to go shoe shopping. We lived in the rural countryside, and it was about an hours ride to New Orleans. We had a 79 t-bird, which had a big back seat and I used to ride there. The trip was uneventful, but that would soon change.
We arrived at a mall(I don't know where, although I know it wasn't lakeside)and went inside. I guess my Mom did her research, cause she went directly to Baker's shoe store, and my life hasn't been the same since. There were WALL TO WALL high heels, pumps, boots: it was like a shoe fetishist wet dream! Not to mention the women! Remember, this was the early 80's, and hair goddesses were out in force. Baker's is not just a shoe store, they go from mild to wild.....as in Wild Pair. I just sat down and started enjoying the scenery. Blondes, brunettes, and my what redheads...all trying on boots....uuuunnnmmm.....pumps.....oh my God......sandals...oh my pants are getting smaller! When they started walking around in platform shoes.....I damn near came!
My mom made her selections and got a pair of Wild Pair shorty witch boots(that I have cummed on video)and a pair of red and silver pumps with a metal heel, and finally a pair white platform sandals.
When we got in the car, I got in the back seat, as usual. As we were leaving the city the last rays of sunlight were fading. We got on the causeway heading north, and that's when I had all three pairs out on the backseat. I stroked my dick with each shoe: inside, outside, on the sole. And I came in and outside of every one. I even managed to put them all in the right boxes(which is a major miracle because there was no light on the causeway), so I thought I had gotten away with it. Granted, there is something about jacking off with your Mothers shoes with her sitting not two feet in front of you. But as we were pulling into the driveway, she asked"Did you have a nice time with my new shoes?". I was stunned. How could she know? "I noticed that you were having a problem back at the shoe store. I decided to get you out of there before you had a stroke!" I didn't know what to say. She said,"But I bet you had a good stroke job, didn't you?" I tried to deny it but she said,"I felt the car moving all over the highway, now I've got to have the car checked out, or you've got to get a towel and start cleaning."
Sooooooo. I went to the bathroom with her new shoes and started cleaning.........but not before I went another round with them!!!
We arrived at a mall(I don't know where, although I know it wasn't lakeside)and went inside. I guess my Mom did her research, cause she went directly to Baker's shoe store, and my life hasn't been the same since. There were WALL TO WALL high heels, pumps, boots: it was like a shoe fetishist wet dream! Not to mention the women! Remember, this was the early 80's, and hair goddesses were out in force. Baker's is not just a shoe store, they go from mild to wild.....as in Wild Pair. I just sat down and started enjoying the scenery. Blondes, brunettes, and my what redheads...all trying on boots....uuuunnnmmm.....pumps.....oh my God......sandals...oh my pants are getting smaller! When they started walking around in platform shoes.....I damn near came!
My mom made her selections and got a pair of Wild Pair shorty witch boots(that I have cummed on video)and a pair of red and silver pumps with a metal heel, and finally a pair white platform sandals.
When we got in the car, I got in the back seat, as usual. As we were leaving the city the last rays of sunlight were fading. We got on the causeway heading north, and that's when I had all three pairs out on the backseat. I stroked my dick with each shoe: inside, outside, on the sole. And I came in and outside of every one. I even managed to put them all in the right boxes(which is a major miracle because there was no light on the causeway), so I thought I had gotten away with it. Granted, there is something about jacking off with your Mothers shoes with her sitting not two feet in front of you. But as we were pulling into the driveway, she asked"Did you have a nice time with my new shoes?". I was stunned. How could she know? "I noticed that you were having a problem back at the shoe store. I decided to get you out of there before you had a stroke!" I didn't know what to say. She said,"But I bet you had a good stroke job, didn't you?" I tried to deny it but she said,"I felt the car moving all over the highway, now I've got to have the car checked out, or you've got to get a towel and start cleaning."
Sooooooo. I went to the bathroom with her new shoes and started cleaning.........but not before I went another round with them!!!
11 years ago