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First writer--female...
    Shopping is the pits!  All I need is a nice pair of shoes for my
date Saturday night and I can't find the right ones. A friend of mine
had told me about this new store that carried not only shoes but
leather items. You can bet that held my interest!!!
    Entering the store, I was surrounded by the exotic scent of
leather.  I inhaled, allowing the aroma to caress me, sending little
trickles of excitement through me. Tossing my blonde curls and
bringing myself back to reality, I headed in search of the shoe
department.
    My friend was right -- some very interesting styles. I tried on
several but they were still not quite what I wanted.....then I saw
them hiding on a bottom shelf!  I had to set my packages down and
adjust my short, tight lycra skirt so it wouldn't ride up over my ass
when I bent over.
    I pulled the shoes out of their hiding place. They had open toes
--just perfect for my own manicured toes to peek through. The heels
were  3-inchers and had ankle straps -- definitely designed to show
off my  long, sleek legs.  And all made of high quality leather! The
only problem  is that they are the wrong size and no clerk in sight!
    Wandering back to the storeroom area, I peeked in to see if I
could  find someone in charge. Standing, with his back to me was a
tall man with dark hair. He had a nice build and a firm ass. I cleared
my throat and he turned around, dropping the girlie magazine he had in
his hand. It was obvious what he was thinking about!!!  I admired the
bulge in his crotch  and asked him -- if he wasn't too busy -- if he
could find this shoe in a size 7.
    I licked my lips slowly and admired his bulge some more. Trotting
after me to the shoe department, he mumbled something about  double-
checking my size. I sat down and crossed my legs, which hiked up my
skirt even more. Taking my foot by the ankle, he slowly removed my
shoe, holding my naked foot in his hand.......

Second writer--male...
Holding your foot in my trembling hand I stated that I had to get the
scale to see what size you wore and as I let go of your foot I said
what a nice job  you did on carring for your foot....I turned and
grabed the scale under the bench and brought the bench with me
also...placing the  bench right in front of you and took a seat...I
placed the scale down on the floor and asked you to put your foot in
it....I had placed the scale away from the chair enough so that when
you uncrossed you legs and placed your foot in it, your skirt would
ride up even further.  As I guided your foot in the scale I followed
your leg with my eyes to the point I saw a faint hint of lace panties
and my eyes strained to see more.  I looked  up to your eyes I saw
the smile on your face, as if you didn't mind if I looked up your
dress.
     I turned my attention back to your foot and held it softly as I
measured it....yep this one is a size 7 but we had better check the
other one to make sure, I said...I guided my hand over your foot as I
took it out of the scale and gave it a smooth caress before I  let it
go and I commented that it was the softest  foot that I had ever felt.
feet...I moved the  scale in a possition that you would have to open
your legs and scoot in  the chair more.  As I reached for your foot, I
again caressed it softly and guided it to the scale.  You adjusted
your self in the chair as I had  hoped hicking up your skirt to the
point I could see what I had truly  hoped to see.  There I saw the
lace of your panties, as my cock grew harder. I measured your foot and
clearing my voice I said: "Yep size 7....I took your foot out of the
scale and stated I had to check your arch to make sure that those
shoes would be comfortable enough as some of them had too high an
arch. I held your foot softly in my hand as I caressed it.
     I looked into your eyes only to see you were enjoying this.  Then
closed your eyes and leaned your head back. I decided that I wanted
more of you and that I wanted the taste of you in my mouth.  I lowered
my mouth to your foot first kissing it. I kissed your toes one at a
time. Looking up at you, I see that you are truly enjoying  this as
much as I am. You are smiling at me and licking your lips. I lick the
underside of your foot.  My tongue running between each toe. I massage
your foot and calf as I lick.

First writer again--female...
     As your tongue darts inbetween my toes, I inhale deeply, savoring
the tremor of excitement racing up my legs. The scent of the leather
in the  room surrounds me, turning me on even more....I look down at
you as you slide your tongue over my foot. My hand slides inside my
blouse,  caressing my warm flesh. "Suck on my toes, Baby....make them
as hard as  that rod in your pants!"

Second writer again--male...
As I suck first one toe then another I see you slid your hand in your
blouse and feel my cock getting harder straining against my pants...I
slurp on each toe slowly flicking my tongue across the bottom of it
while it's in my mouth.  I caress your thighs running my fingers ever
so close to your love nest.  As I get done with the last toe I lick
and kiss the top of your foot gently massaging it with the hand that
holds it.  The excitment grows- I smell the scent of your wetness.
As I am  rubbing your thigh, I flict a finger across the lace of your
panties.......

First writer--female...
I lick my lips slowly as I watch your lips sliding over the surface of my
toes. Every thrust of your tongue between them sends delightful tingles  up my
legs straight to my wet crotch. You think you are done???  Not  hardly.....you
have another foot to apply your attentions to......with my  free foot I push
you back on your seat and let my foot slide down to your  bulging
crotch. My toes wiggle around, tracing the outline of your hard  dick. I raise
my unattended foot to your face and raise an eyebrow.....
     Smiling, I ease my tight skirt up over my hips and dip a finger  inside
my now damp panties.....you can see the curls of my mound poking  through the
lace as my fingers dip inside.....
 

 
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