| Years old: | 22 | |
| My sexual identity: | Male | |
| Gender: | Female | |
| Sign of the zodiac: | Aries | |
| What I like to listen: | Rock | |
| What is my hobbies: | My hobbies diving | |
| I have piercing: | None | |
| Tattoo: | I like my tatoos on hip | |
| Smoker: | No |
Cum, WAM style stuff, or something else? Her face scrunched in discomfort as her damp, sweaty feet began to stick to her insoles. I'm writing primarily for my own enjoyment, however, I would really like recommendations and requests if anyone has some! Her morning had been bothersome, having woken up late, and upon realizing she had no clean panties, was forced to go commando under her blue skinny jeans.
Sara then opened the other locker, and took Anne's chucks out.
As she slid both shoes on and tied them, she found the worn insides quite comfortable, and although they were a size too large, they would make do. Sara tried to make her way past Anne without being noticed, but her heart sank when a voice rang out. Sneaker Jobs and sneaker cumming including Keds, Converse, Nikes, Vans, and all other brands of athletic shoes. Sara was a petite girl, at only 5'2, and with a thin, yet still womanly build. Sara couldn't help but savor the feeling of her bare feet sinking back down into the wet, squishy insoles, and soon the crotch of her jeans grew darker, though to her amazement, not just from sweat this time.
But upon taking a step closer, she realized that, as predicted, her poor little Nikes were so sweaty that they squelched as her weight shifted! She Sneaker fetish stories herself on her long brunette hair, which she wore in a ponytail. Her heels popped out of the backs with each step.
Now slippers too! She had what some called pixie-esque features, with a cute button nose, and a splash of freckles under her eyes. If her feet kept at it like this, she was sure her shoes would start to squelch and squeak, as her feet sweat saturated the small size 5. She reached the break room and ed in, racking her brain for any solutions.
And to top it all off, she had somehow forgotten to wear socks that morning, in the middle of the hottest summer on record. Ive only typed up the first "scene" and I want to post it to gauge interest! Sara was busy thinking to herself, 'God these chucks feel so good. As she untied both of her sneakers, she sat back on one of the metal chairs, and began the long process of sliding Sneaker fetish stories feet out of the sweat soaked shoes.
She recognized these sneakers. Sara shifted back and forth from her heels to her toes, relieved to hear not a peep from the purple and grey lowtop chucks on her bare feet. Post by tretornshoe » Mon Jun 05, am. Shoesession Yes, boots and sneakers too! As she set her bag in a locker, something caught her eye.
Listen, i gott-" Sara mumbled.
I need you to go sweep up a dry food spill. She had rolled her jeans into capris to attempt to cool down a bit, and discovered that thanks to the Converse being a size too large, and having eyelets in the sides, her feet had remained relatively cool, albeit they still dampened the insoles. Keep it up!
Quote Post by tretornshoe » Mon Jun 05, am Yes, please keep it going! Quote Post by tretornshoe » Mon Jun 05, am cum please. Standing in front of her was the person she least wanted to see here. As Anne watched Sara leave, she smirked, and grabbed some items off the shelf next to her, before walking off towards the break room. As Sara walked through the sliding double doors of her local PetCo, she tried her best to hide her annoyance from her co-workers and customers.
As she peeled the left Nike off, her insole stuck to her foot, pulling it out of the shoe.
It's almost making m-' "Sara! Started writing a sneaker fetish story! As she went to close the door, she figured it might help them dry if she took the right insole out of the shoe as well. Which would you guys rather see happen? Post Reply. They belonged to her least favorite coworker, Anne.
Anne's chucks had started to grow on her, Sara admitted to herself. I- I'm sorry, I- uh As she grabbed the broom and headed across the store, she stopped dead in her tracks.
I love bright colored Frees! Though Sara had never had a reason to dislike the girl initially, the taller redhead had immediately taken a special hatred for the cute, bubbly brunette.
Her crotch began to darken as the sweat soaked in to the denim between her legs, and her feet were once again sweating profusely. Post by tretornshoe » Mon Jun 05, pm.
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She had always dismissed Converse and Vans as "not her style", which she had begun to regret. Re: Started writing a sneaker fetish story! Her bare feet were already sweating like crazy in her Nike Frees! Anne and Sara were always at each other's throats, clashing over anything and everything. She took a moment to examine the inside of the shoe. She took off her right shoe, and there was a soft squeak as her sweaty sole slide down the inside. Grey, double tongued, with a light blue stitch, and a purple inner tongue. In the locker to the lower right, were a pair of Converse. With a huff, Sara knelt down to untie her sneakers.
Quite the drastic change from her soaked, sweaty Nikes, that squished and squelched with every step. She once again sat in the chair, and began to put on the sneakers.
Did you hear me? There stood Anne, in a pair of flip flops and shorts, shopping for cat food. Ill post the story in the comments.
As Sara noticed Anne's Converse, she cringed at the thought of wearing the other girl's shoes. Quote Post by royx » Mon Jun 05, am Good writing, this has potential! But upon closer examination, she realized it was all a uniform shade because the entire interior of her Nike was soaked with sweat! Moderators: cumheelsMrs. Post by royx » Mon Jun 05, am. Though quite beautiful herself, Anne had quite a territorial stance when it came to the workplace.
Delicately, she tugged the right insole out, and placed it in the locker as well, and closed the door. Once free, the insole fell to the floor, and with a mix of contempt and Sneaker fetish stories, she picked up the sole, and both Nikes, and placed them in a locker. They were so sweaty that they were slipping out of the back of Anne's chucks! At first glance, it seemed there were no damp spots anywhere.
