I had an idea for a new story. Don’t know how big, or how far this will go, but it’s an interesting premise to my mind.
The Event
Mark was just finishing up a job in a clients house - the installation of a new set of cabinets in the woman’s laundry, and was putting his tools away when he felt a hand between his legs. He glanced down and smiled as he saw the client rubbing his crotch.
“You’ve done a wonderful job, Mark,” Audrey told the handyman, her hand seeking ingress into his pants, “I love the colours of the cabinets,” her hand found his growing cock, “and the counter top is beautiful.”
“I am glad you like them,” Mark replied, turning to allow her better access, “is this payment or?”
She grinned back him, “oh of course not,” she held out a a black high heel, “I just want some cum in my shoe please.”
Mark looked down at her shoe, past it, to where it’s partner protruded from her pussy, “looks like you already have some cum on your shoes,” he grinned, reaching for the heel and playing with it. It slurped in and out noisily.
Mark couldn’t believe his luck. Not this, although he always counted himself lucky when a client groped him and made him cum in their shoes. No, he felt lucky and offered thanks for every day that followed what people have come to call “The Event.” Nobody had been able offer any kind of explanation for it, although some wild theories were posited. Some said a passing meteorite did it, others said it was proof of extra-terrestrials, and others said it was proof that magic was real. Some even posed the conspiracy theory that it was a government lab-leak. Mark always laughed at that - when did a government ever doing anything good, even accidentally?
Marks client was kneeling in front of him now, his cock in her mouth.
Whatever it was, Mark knew, it was the most wonderful gift he could if dreamed of. He had not changed, he knew, or thought he knew. No, he knew. He had always had a deep and all consuming shoe fetish, even when he was at school, and The Event took place almost a decade after he left school.
Audrey was rocking back and forth on the shoe in her pussy as she sucked noisily on his cock.
He had always been secretive about it too - no-one knew about it. Not his parents, his friends, even most of his girlfriends never knew. He kept it secret, indulged his wants and needs in private, and maintained an outwardly normal appearance. Then it happened. The moment that changed everything. The Event.
He looked down as he felt something warm soaking into his sneaker. Audrey was peeing on his foot, a grin on her mouth. He grinned too.
He remembered it clearly. There was no bang, no flash of light, no fanfare. He was sitting on a park bench and happened to glance at a couple making out on a picnic blanket. It was pretty normal stuff to start with - just some kissing, then some feeling. The next thing he knew, the girl slipped her converse hightop off and the pair of them were kissing and licking it in public. He remembered getting so hard at the time. Still does, even at the thought of it.
Marks other foot was getting warm now - Audrey had switched her pee stream to his other sneaker and was wanking him with her shoe.
The next thing the girl in the park did was to lift up her summer dress and thrust her sneaker deep inside herself. The strange thing was - no one else thought this was out of the ordinary. People walked by, most of them not even noticing. One person did stop. A woman in her fifties. She watched and rubbed herself though her pants.
“Oh god I’m going to cum,” Mark said through clenched teeth, his cock jetting great globs of cum, completely filling her shoe. Audrey came at the same time - her shoe squirting clean out of her pussy.
“You are amazing,” Audrey smiled, standing and slipping her feet into her cum filled shoes, “now how much do I owe you?” She asked as if she has not just pissed on his sneakers.
Mark concluded their business and headed out to his truck.
The couple in the park, the older woman, they had been the first signs. Mark had sat and watched as the couple fucked each other with her sneakers, in broad daylight and in public. He was pretty sure the older lady had cum too, before she continued on her way. Then there were the people on the way home. At least half a dozen people casually masturbating on the street, one of them a teenage boy furiously thrusting his cock into his own sneaker. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing.
He climbed behind the wheel of his truck and pulled out into traffic, his tools safely loaded in the back. He looked across the street and was not surprised to see a young woman seated at a bus stop, one shoe on her foot, and masturbating with the other. He grinned. It never gets old.
At one point, on the day of The Event, he saw a middle aged woman run to a cop. “Some normality,” he had thought at the time - “she is reporting someone for indecent exposure,” but no. As he watched, she pulled her Nike from her foot and asked the cop to fill it with cum. “And he did,” Mark chuckled to himself, “the cop actually filled it.”
He shook his head, bring himself back to the here and now. While he was living a dream life, The Event did come with some drawbacks - you had to watch out for people who were masturbating with shoes and sneakers while they drove. It was especially bad when they came, and they veered all over the road. Mark thought it was a small price to pay.
That night he had returned to his wife, Angie, and his eighteen year old stepdaughter, Sara. He had walked through the door, “you’ll never believe what I just saw,” he had begun as he entered the living room, then stopped in his tracks. Angie and Sara were sitting on opposite sides of the room. Angie had a red patent pump deep in her pussy and was sucking on the other. Sara was rubbing the toecap of a Superstar on her pussy while rubbing her exposed nipple with the other.
“What was it honey,” Angie had asked as if she wasn’t doing anything out of the ordinary.
“Yes dad,” Sara asked, her sneaker constantly rubbing, “what did you see?”
There was the blare of a car horn, and he braked, narrowly missing someone who had ropes of cum splattered across the inside of their windscreen.
It was that reaction from his family that made him realise something major had happened, and he seemed to be one of the few people who realised it. And he didn’t mind the least bit.
That day, the a day of The Event, had resulted in everyone, across the globe, simultaneously developing a shoe fetish that rivalled Marks. Not only that, but their inhibitions and morality had shifted. People now had no problem whatsoever having sex in public, in the street, on public transport, shops, movie theatres and offices, the kinkier the better, and if taboos were breaking in the process, the more the better.
Marks truck turned into his driveway, and he slowed it to a stop.
Two more things had changed that day. Firstly, the sheer amount of cum people were able to produce was truely mind boggling. He had seen a woman cum into a knee-high boot and for it to almost overflow, and he himself had filled a hightop sneaker to the top.
He sat looking over the steering wheel, towards the house he stared with his wife and Stepdaughter, knowing they would be inside, playing with each others shoes.
“That was the other thing that had changed,” he thought to himself, sliding out from behind the wheel, “the gap between recharging is almost nothing,” he pulled his cock out of his pants as he walked to the front door, it was hard, erect and leading the way.
Fiction: The Event
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Re: Fiction: The Event
Nicw story, looking forward to the next one.
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Thanks… let’s see how it goes.
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An update…
Chapter 2
Angie sat in her office, reading through some emails, her mind struggling to stay focussed on her work. She looked down at her shoes - black heels with a 5 inch heel. She badly wanted to fuck herself with them, but she knew she had a deadline to meet.
“It is important that we stress to our staff that,” the email said. She trailed off, her fingers probing between her legs. She glanced back at the email, then her shoes. She bit her lip.
“It’s not fair,” she thought to herself. Susie was sitting just outside her office in those hot pink heels, and here she was having to work.
Angie’s pulled her skirt up so she could gain access easier, her thumb delicately brushing her clit as she thought of Susie’s shoes. They were practically full of cum first thing this morning, she knew - she had walked past her on the way to her office and could see the liquid pooling on her toe cleavage. The thought made her shudder with pleasure.
“It’s no good,” she thought, reaching down and slipping her shoes off, “I can’t concentrate like this.” She took the toe of one of her shoes in her mouth and started to run the toe of the other up and down her wet opening, “ah yeah that’s better,” she sighed, enjoying the feeling of the wet leather on her lips.
She closed her eyes, sucking on the toe of her shoe while the other sent little jolts of pleasure through her pussy lips. She sighed, slipping her shoe inside herself, pushing it deeper.
A cough at the door caused her to open her eyes. It was Gareth, her boss, standing at the door with one of Susie’s pumps on his cock. The sight of that shoe caused her pussy to clench on her pump.
“You’ll be done with that report by this evening, right,” Gareth asked, the pink shoe on his cock slurping as the tip was thrust into the toe box.
“Yes of course,” Angie replied, continuing to fuck herself, “just needed to clear my head.”
“Of course,” Gareth smiled, peering over Angie’s desk, “nice shoes Angie. Care to swap?” He held out Susie’s pink pump.
“Oh god yes,” Angie moaned, handing Gareth the shoe she’d been sucking on. Gareth wasted no time in slipping his cock into Angie’s pump, while Angie eagerly sucked and licked the cum from Susie’s heels.
“Wow you really know how to use a shoe,” Gareth moaned, his back arching, his cock jetting huge quantities of cum into Angie’s shoe. It overflowed and pattered onto the carpet, “ah god yeah, your shoes are great.” He sat the pump down on Angie’s desk and left the office. She heard him call out to Susie, telling her where her shoe was.
Angie looked down at her pump, so filled with cum, some of it trickled onto her desk, “oh yeah that’s so hot,” she sighed, her pussy clenching on her shoe, a squirt of cum spraying around it. She positioned Susie’s pump where it could catch it, and let herself go, her orgasm filling the pink heel, and her black one in her pussy. She closed her eye eyes, her hips shaking.
When she opened her eyes, Susie was watching her from the doorway, her other pink pump buried inside her. “That looked great,” she smiled, “do you want to keep that for the day,” she gestured to her pink heel in Angie’s hand.
Angie placed the shoe on her desk, keeping her cum contained within, “is that ok?”
“Only if you promise to keep covering it in cum,” Susie smiled.
“Of course,” Angie grinned, “I’d love to.”
“Great,” Susie grinned, turning and walking out of her office.
Sara sat in her class, trying to listen to the teacher talk about something boring, while she absentmindedly fingered herself. She was wearing her black platform high top converse and they were getting her horny as hell. She looked down at them and wiggled her bare toes and sighed.
Since The Event, the college had made the rule that there was no fucking and no cumming in class because they felt it would distract from the lectures, but if anything it made it worse for Sara. Typical of committees everywhere, the faculty had only done half the job though, which is why she and her friend Maisie sat next to each other with their skirts rucked up around their hips and their fingers in their pussy’s, and at least half a dozen of the boys in her class had their cocks either in their hands or in shoes.
She glanced over in Maisie’s direction, at her Puma Carinas. They were glistening and wet with cum, and Sara kicked herself for not making Maisie cum on her chucks before class.
Maisie noticed Sara’s glances, “don’t worry, I’ll cum all over those pretty chucks of yours after class,” she whispered with a smile, “but in the meantime,” she kicked off one of her sneakers and handed it to Sara.
Sara whispered, “thank you,” and began to lick the cum from the supple white leather.
“Miss Beckenham,” the teacher called her back to the lesson, “what do you think you are doing?”
“Licking the cum from Maisie’s sneaker,” Sara replied, still masturbating.
“I can see that,” Mr Tyler responded, “but you know the rules about eating and drinking in class.”
“Yes sir, sorry sir,” Sara replied, handing the Puma back to her friend, just as the bell rang.
Maisie slipped her sneaker back on, then both girls gathered their belongings and headed for the grassy area outside. Before the event, this area would be filled with student coming and going, some sitting on the grass and chatting with friends, others reading books and listening music. Some that still occurred, of course, but the majority of people in the vicinity were making out.
One couple the past were a boy and girl that Sara and Maisie knew from another class. The boy looked and nodded at them as the approached, the girl was too busy sucking his cock while holding her white lowtop Chucks on either side of his member.
Sara and Maisie watched for a little while, the sight was intoxicating.
“Hey come on,” Sara nudged Maisie, “you promised to cum on my chucks. Can you believe these rules?” She asked, sitting on the grass, her knees bent so the soles of her chucks met directly in front of her pussy. She started furiously masturbating, one hand tweaking her own nipple, the other rubbing quick and hard against her clitoris.
“I know, right,” Maisie agreed, crouching in front of Sara, her pussy over Sarah’s black platform high tops, her Pumas either side of them. She looked between her legs at Saras sneakers and plunged her fingers into her pussy. “Mr Tyler’s classes would be so much more fun if we could fuck and cum in them.”
“Oh hey girls,” a voice said behind Maisie. She turned to see Bobby standing there, a sports jock holding a huge erection, “want me to fill your sneakers?”
“Oh hey Bobby,” Sara replied, “you can cover my chucks if you want?”
Bobby looked down at Sarah’s chucks. Maisie’s pussy was already beginning to leak her juices onto the black canvas, “oh yeah they are great. Lend a land?”
‘“For sure,” Sara grinned, reaching for his cock. She gripped it tightly and started to stroke, her fingers moving in her pussy at the same rhythm.
“Oh god, I’m going to cum,” Maisie moaned, her fingers a blur as her eyes moved from Sara’s chucks to Bobby’s cock. Her legs spasmed, her body shaking as a spray of cum erupted from Maisie’s pussy, saturating the black platform high tops Sara was wearing.
“Oh yeah, that’s what they needed,” Sara cried, her toes wiggling noisily in her soaked sneakers. Her fingers pushed her through her own climax, her cum spraying over her chucks and Maisie’s Pumas.
“Oh man you guys are awesome,” Bobby thrust against Sara’s hand, his legs shaking as a huge quantity of cum spurted from his cock. Sara carefully guided over hers and Maisie’s sneakers as if it were a hose until their shoes were covered in thick, creamy goo.
“Oh wow Bobby,” Sara grinned, “thanks!”
“Yeah, thanks Bobby,” Maisie agreed, sitting next to Sara on the grass and dipping a finger into the cum covering her Pumas.
“My pleasure,” Bobby grinned and wandered off.
“What are you doing tonight?” Maisie asked her friend after he was gone.
“Well, we have a rule - I have to wash the cum off and out of my sneakers when I get home, so I’ll probably have a bath in these.” She looked down at her cummy shoes, “then dinner, some fucking, then bed I guess. You?”
“Weird, why do you have to wash the cum off?” Maisie asked.
“I think it’s something my dad thinks might happen - he’s worried I might get some boys cum in me and I’ll pop out a baby.”
“So you could keep my cum on them then” Maisie probed.
“Yeah I guess so, if a boy had not cum on them,” Sara realised, “but it’s not a problem. I love bathing in my shoes.”
“Yeah it is great,” Maisie agreed, imagining Sara’s chucks underwater and starting to get horny again, “would you mind if I came over and helped?”
“Of course you can,” Sara grinned, “we can fuck each other in the bath with our shoes.”
“Now that sounds like a plan,” Maisie grinned.
Mark held out three samples of pine with three different shades of stain, “what do you think?” He asked Mrs Olsen.
“Oh I don’t know, dear,” the old lady replied. She was looking between the three different colours while diddling herself with what looked to be one of her grand daughters sneakers.
“Shit,” Mark thought to himself, “I guess The Event was not all good. At least I didn’t have to see granny’s fuck themselves before then.” Still, he realised there was something alluring about a grandmother fucking herself with a pink hightop chuck that belonged to her granddaughter.
“Tell you what,” he said, I will leave these here and you can let me know later.
“Ok dear,’’ she replied, the pink chuck buried in her pussy halfway up the laces.
“Ok, give me a call,” Mark said as he headed to the door, the image of that chuck burned into his mind as he headed to the door, to home and to some playtime.
Chapter 2
Angie sat in her office, reading through some emails, her mind struggling to stay focussed on her work. She looked down at her shoes - black heels with a 5 inch heel. She badly wanted to fuck herself with them, but she knew she had a deadline to meet.
“It is important that we stress to our staff that,” the email said. She trailed off, her fingers probing between her legs. She glanced back at the email, then her shoes. She bit her lip.
“It’s not fair,” she thought to herself. Susie was sitting just outside her office in those hot pink heels, and here she was having to work.
Angie’s pulled her skirt up so she could gain access easier, her thumb delicately brushing her clit as she thought of Susie’s shoes. They were practically full of cum first thing this morning, she knew - she had walked past her on the way to her office and could see the liquid pooling on her toe cleavage. The thought made her shudder with pleasure.
“It’s no good,” she thought, reaching down and slipping her shoes off, “I can’t concentrate like this.” She took the toe of one of her shoes in her mouth and started to run the toe of the other up and down her wet opening, “ah yeah that’s better,” she sighed, enjoying the feeling of the wet leather on her lips.
She closed her eyes, sucking on the toe of her shoe while the other sent little jolts of pleasure through her pussy lips. She sighed, slipping her shoe inside herself, pushing it deeper.
A cough at the door caused her to open her eyes. It was Gareth, her boss, standing at the door with one of Susie’s pumps on his cock. The sight of that shoe caused her pussy to clench on her pump.
“You’ll be done with that report by this evening, right,” Gareth asked, the pink shoe on his cock slurping as the tip was thrust into the toe box.
“Yes of course,” Angie replied, continuing to fuck herself, “just needed to clear my head.”
“Of course,” Gareth smiled, peering over Angie’s desk, “nice shoes Angie. Care to swap?” He held out Susie’s pink pump.
“Oh god yes,” Angie moaned, handing Gareth the shoe she’d been sucking on. Gareth wasted no time in slipping his cock into Angie’s pump, while Angie eagerly sucked and licked the cum from Susie’s heels.
“Wow you really know how to use a shoe,” Gareth moaned, his back arching, his cock jetting huge quantities of cum into Angie’s shoe. It overflowed and pattered onto the carpet, “ah god yeah, your shoes are great.” He sat the pump down on Angie’s desk and left the office. She heard him call out to Susie, telling her where her shoe was.
Angie looked down at her pump, so filled with cum, some of it trickled onto her desk, “oh yeah that’s so hot,” she sighed, her pussy clenching on her shoe, a squirt of cum spraying around it. She positioned Susie’s pump where it could catch it, and let herself go, her orgasm filling the pink heel, and her black one in her pussy. She closed her eye eyes, her hips shaking.
When she opened her eyes, Susie was watching her from the doorway, her other pink pump buried inside her. “That looked great,” she smiled, “do you want to keep that for the day,” she gestured to her pink heel in Angie’s hand.
Angie placed the shoe on her desk, keeping her cum contained within, “is that ok?”
“Only if you promise to keep covering it in cum,” Susie smiled.
“Of course,” Angie grinned, “I’d love to.”
“Great,” Susie grinned, turning and walking out of her office.
Sara sat in her class, trying to listen to the teacher talk about something boring, while she absentmindedly fingered herself. She was wearing her black platform high top converse and they were getting her horny as hell. She looked down at them and wiggled her bare toes and sighed.
Since The Event, the college had made the rule that there was no fucking and no cumming in class because they felt it would distract from the lectures, but if anything it made it worse for Sara. Typical of committees everywhere, the faculty had only done half the job though, which is why she and her friend Maisie sat next to each other with their skirts rucked up around their hips and their fingers in their pussy’s, and at least half a dozen of the boys in her class had their cocks either in their hands or in shoes.
She glanced over in Maisie’s direction, at her Puma Carinas. They were glistening and wet with cum, and Sara kicked herself for not making Maisie cum on her chucks before class.
Maisie noticed Sara’s glances, “don’t worry, I’ll cum all over those pretty chucks of yours after class,” she whispered with a smile, “but in the meantime,” she kicked off one of her sneakers and handed it to Sara.
Sara whispered, “thank you,” and began to lick the cum from the supple white leather.
“Miss Beckenham,” the teacher called her back to the lesson, “what do you think you are doing?”
“Licking the cum from Maisie’s sneaker,” Sara replied, still masturbating.
“I can see that,” Mr Tyler responded, “but you know the rules about eating and drinking in class.”
“Yes sir, sorry sir,” Sara replied, handing the Puma back to her friend, just as the bell rang.
Maisie slipped her sneaker back on, then both girls gathered their belongings and headed for the grassy area outside. Before the event, this area would be filled with student coming and going, some sitting on the grass and chatting with friends, others reading books and listening music. Some that still occurred, of course, but the majority of people in the vicinity were making out.
One couple the past were a boy and girl that Sara and Maisie knew from another class. The boy looked and nodded at them as the approached, the girl was too busy sucking his cock while holding her white lowtop Chucks on either side of his member.
Sara and Maisie watched for a little while, the sight was intoxicating.
“Hey come on,” Sara nudged Maisie, “you promised to cum on my chucks. Can you believe these rules?” She asked, sitting on the grass, her knees bent so the soles of her chucks met directly in front of her pussy. She started furiously masturbating, one hand tweaking her own nipple, the other rubbing quick and hard against her clitoris.
“I know, right,” Maisie agreed, crouching in front of Sara, her pussy over Sarah’s black platform high tops, her Pumas either side of them. She looked between her legs at Saras sneakers and plunged her fingers into her pussy. “Mr Tyler’s classes would be so much more fun if we could fuck and cum in them.”
“Oh hey girls,” a voice said behind Maisie. She turned to see Bobby standing there, a sports jock holding a huge erection, “want me to fill your sneakers?”
“Oh hey Bobby,” Sara replied, “you can cover my chucks if you want?”
Bobby looked down at Sarah’s chucks. Maisie’s pussy was already beginning to leak her juices onto the black canvas, “oh yeah they are great. Lend a land?”
‘“For sure,” Sara grinned, reaching for his cock. She gripped it tightly and started to stroke, her fingers moving in her pussy at the same rhythm.
“Oh god, I’m going to cum,” Maisie moaned, her fingers a blur as her eyes moved from Sara’s chucks to Bobby’s cock. Her legs spasmed, her body shaking as a spray of cum erupted from Maisie’s pussy, saturating the black platform high tops Sara was wearing.
“Oh yeah, that’s what they needed,” Sara cried, her toes wiggling noisily in her soaked sneakers. Her fingers pushed her through her own climax, her cum spraying over her chucks and Maisie’s Pumas.
“Oh man you guys are awesome,” Bobby thrust against Sara’s hand, his legs shaking as a huge quantity of cum spurted from his cock. Sara carefully guided over hers and Maisie’s sneakers as if it were a hose until their shoes were covered in thick, creamy goo.
“Oh wow Bobby,” Sara grinned, “thanks!”
“Yeah, thanks Bobby,” Maisie agreed, sitting next to Sara on the grass and dipping a finger into the cum covering her Pumas.
“My pleasure,” Bobby grinned and wandered off.
“What are you doing tonight?” Maisie asked her friend after he was gone.
“Well, we have a rule - I have to wash the cum off and out of my sneakers when I get home, so I’ll probably have a bath in these.” She looked down at her cummy shoes, “then dinner, some fucking, then bed I guess. You?”
“Weird, why do you have to wash the cum off?” Maisie asked.
“I think it’s something my dad thinks might happen - he’s worried I might get some boys cum in me and I’ll pop out a baby.”
“So you could keep my cum on them then” Maisie probed.
“Yeah I guess so, if a boy had not cum on them,” Sara realised, “but it’s not a problem. I love bathing in my shoes.”
“Yeah it is great,” Maisie agreed, imagining Sara’s chucks underwater and starting to get horny again, “would you mind if I came over and helped?”
“Of course you can,” Sara grinned, “we can fuck each other in the bath with our shoes.”
“Now that sounds like a plan,” Maisie grinned.
Mark held out three samples of pine with three different shades of stain, “what do you think?” He asked Mrs Olsen.
“Oh I don’t know, dear,” the old lady replied. She was looking between the three different colours while diddling herself with what looked to be one of her grand daughters sneakers.
“Shit,” Mark thought to himself, “I guess The Event was not all good. At least I didn’t have to see granny’s fuck themselves before then.” Still, he realised there was something alluring about a grandmother fucking herself with a pink hightop chuck that belonged to her granddaughter.
“Tell you what,” he said, I will leave these here and you can let me know later.
“Ok dear,’’ she replied, the pink chuck buried in her pussy halfway up the laces.
“Ok, give me a call,” Mark said as he headed to the door, the image of that chuck burned into his mind as he headed to the door, to home and to some playtime.
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Re: Fiction: The Event
Pretty great story idea so far. Would love to see the girls borrowing the guy's sneakers as well for fun
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Re: Fiction: The Event
Great stuff so far, I prefer the sneakers so if you can add more it would be awesome. But all in all a great story
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Sneakers are my favourite too, but I do like heels as well.SimoneNike wrote: ↑Wed Sep 27, 2023 1:42 am Great stuff so far, I prefer the sneakers so if you can add more it would be awesome. But all in all a great story
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Re: Fiction: The Event
Dont think I ever actually replied to this, but fantastic work as usual, Sudsey. And this particular genre of sneaker story is my absolute favorite! Reading this is making me want to start writing again.
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