A shoejob, or heeljob, similar to a handjob, requires the involvement of a female. There are various ways a woman can be involved, whether she is wearing shoes while they are being cum on, she is jerking someone off into her shoes, licking cum off her shoes, etc. Shoe masturbation, shoe cumming or shoe fucking requiring no female involvement belongs in the Shoe Cumming Forum below.
scottish_431 wrote:She went back to her friends house after a night club.
So ive confronted her today about the stains saying they look like someones came all over them, her answer was " why the hell would somebody spunk on my shoes? Its just drink and dirt from the nightclub as the dancefloor was all sticky"
I then asked her why she took her fishnets off and she said " i ripped them getting out the taxi at her friends house"
She said she went back to her friends house with just girls and her friends boyfriend and there was no boys there. The shoes are still lying in the bedroom uncleaned, i told her she should clean them and she said "just leave them im not wearing them anytime soon".
And today she has bought a new pair of shoes for her party tomorow, they are really sexy and gave me an instant erection but she must be going to a pole dancing party because theyre stripper shoes.
Haha, show them.
Any pics? Or at least tell us what mark and type they are.
If she's acting shady, it might be time for a new girlfriend. She's probably already looking for a new boyfriend or she wouldn't be wearing stripper shoes to a girl's only night out.
If I was going on a night out with the intention of getting laid... I'd definitely 100% wear a pair of sexy stripper type shoes that would show off my pedicured toes and give my legs extra definition. That is from a womans point of view!
I had something similar to this happen to me a while back, involving my ex, (note the ex) only I managed to find out roughly what had happened.
My then partner had been invited out for one of those girls nights and had got dressed up to the nines in a sexy mini dress, sheer coffee coloured tights and a pair of those cumable cream coloured Atmoshpere Peep Toe high heels. She looked devine and I wanted so much to go with her to keep an eye on things. But she wouldn't have it.
Anyway, she eventually got home in the early hours looking like her dress had been slept in. No shoes. No tights. What!!!
I tried for ages in various ways to get her to tell me about why she came home looking like that, and had to suffer the same sort of evasive replies and short tempers.
Anyway, some time later I was out and about and ran in to one of her friends that I knew quite well, so I tactfully brought up the subject of the big night out in a round about way. She was surprised that I hadn't known or been told what had gone on that night as all the girls knew. I said that I hadn't and all I had got was frosty responses when I had tried to find out.
Apparently the girls night had involved some male strippers. What a surprise!! Nothing new there. But it had somehow got a bit out of hand and the strippers had pushed a bit further and started to play around to see what girls would mess around with them. My ex had been drinking a bit and the morals had got a bit loose with it, and she and a couple of others had encouraged the strippers to get up good and hard to see how big boys they were. Things went on from there and they had ended up giving ex more than she bargained for, after three of them fucked and cummed her feet and legs. Her tights were destroyed and her shoes disappeared somewhere.
The same had happened to one of the other girls too.
I felt gutted after hearing all this, and when I got home later that day I confronted my ex about it and asked her why she had been so secretive and evasive. I never got an answer, just a hollow look.
She moved out after that. Such is life in this day and age.
Merlin wrote:I had something similar to this happen to me a while back, involving my ex, (note the ex) only I managed to find out roughly what had happened.
My then partner had been invited out for one of those girls nights and had got dressed up to the nines in a sexy mini dress, sheer coffee coloured tights and a pair of those cumable cream coloured Atmoshpere Peep Toe high heels. She looked devine and I wanted so much to go with her to keep an eye on things. But she wouldn't have it.
Anyway, she eventually got home in the early hours looking like her dress had been slept in. No shoes. No tights. What!!!
I tried for ages in various ways to get her to tell me about why she came home looking like that, and had to suffer the same sort of evasive replies and short tempers.
Anyway, some time later I was out and about and ran in to one of her friends that I knew quite well, so I tactfully brought up the subject of the big night out in a round about way. She was surprised that I hadn't known or been told what had gone on that night as all the girls knew. I said that I hadn't and all I had got was frosty responses when I had tried to find out.
Apparently the girls night had involved some male strippers. What a surprise!! Nothing new there. But it had somehow got a bit out of hand and the strippers had pushed a bit further and started to play around to see what girls would mess around with them. My ex had been drinking a bit and the morals had got a bit loose with it, and she and a couple of others had encouraged the strippers to get up good and hard to see how big boys they were. Things went on from there and they had ended up giving ex more than she bargained for, after three of them fucked and cummed her feet and legs. Her tights were destroyed and her shoes disappeared somewhere.
The same had happened to one of the other girls too.
I felt gutted after hearing all this, and when I got home later that day I confronted my ex about it and asked her why she had been so secretive and evasive. I never got an answer, just a hollow look.
She moved out after that. Such is life in this day and age.
that really sucks mate. She probably couldn't manage the fact that you knew what she had done.
