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By Lord Viros (lordviros@aol.com)

I don't know exactly when this strange fetish of mine began but it's been a haunting of mine ever since. It's more then just a sneaker fetish. I have had the urge to be with a woman who would wear my sneakers. I haven't found any info on the web about this so I must be unique. So here's the my story of my first time ever with a woman and the end of that darn fetish.
When I was in my early teens I saw my best friend's older sister wearing his sneakers. I got the biggest hard-on I've ever had then. I didn't know why. I just watched her slip them onto her delicate feet. They were about her size only they were a man's sneakers. Then she went outside and got into her car and drove off. To this day I don't know why she did it.
Later in my life during gym class we were playing softball. This one guy and a girl were fooling around. He was sitting down and suddenly she pulled off one of his sneakers. She took off her sneaker and slid her foot into his. It was way too big for her but she tied it and then put the other on.
She went around for the rest of gym class running around with his sneakers on. It was ecstasy. I had to remember to hide my boner because I was only wearing thin shorts.
But here's where my story starts. I was in college at the time. I was like any other college student, into the usual things, women, football, women, wrestling, women, beer...etc.
The thing is that I've never gone all the way with a woman. Sure I've had girlfriends and have done the usual making out, hands down the pants and up the shirt thing, but never had I gone all the way.
I guess I was too scared of the consequences. But I had met a girl and charmed her enough for her to come home with me one night. My parents were bowling that night and wouldn't be home until 11:00 or later depending on whether or not they won.
Erin arrived at my house at about six. I watched as her car pulled up. I couldn't wait to see what she was wearing tonight. I watched her from the window as her door swung open and she planted a foot on the ground.
"Yes!" She was wearing her white Nike's. I loved those. Then she stood up and started walking to the door. She was in jeans shorts that tightly hugged her firm ass. Her shirt was a blue V-neck that hung low enough to see cleavage from her 34C's. No bra either. Bonus! With all this my dick tingled a little already.
She knocked at the door and I ran to open it. She smiled "Hello, stud!" And kissed me.
"Hello, sug." I called her sug, short for sugar. She walked in and over to the couch.
"Ready for your present?" she asked. It was our two month anniversary and I had forgot being a typical man. She laid down on the couch and crossed her legs.
"I didn't get you anything-"
"I'm sure you will though," She stared at my crotch. "Oh, I'm thick!" I felt stupid and flushed. I walked over to her as she opened up her legs. There she was, beaconing to me and this time I knew I could go all the way home. I was so excited I had a boner growing already.
She reached up and grabbed hold of my shirt pulling me down on top of her. My lips met hers and we kissed. Erin started sucking my brains out. Her tongue was whipping around inside my mouth. I loved it!
Then I felt her breasts against my chest. Her nipples began to get hard as they pressed against me. Erin stopped kissing me for a minute and pushed me back.
"So tell me something, stud?"
"What?" I asked. I wanted to get on with this. My dick was throbbing now.
"What's with you looking at my feet all the time? You've got a thing for them don't you?" She smiled and her legs wrapped around me.
How could she know? Was I that obvious or was it just a woman's sixth sense? "It's this thing I've had for sneakers. I've always gotten hard when I think about a woman wearing my sneakers." I felt like and idiot. I was so close and now this woman was going to think I was a psycho.
She smiled again, "If that's what you want, it's fine by me." She pushed me off the couch and onto the floor. I was still stunned at what she had said. She pushed her foot in front of me. "Take it off for me, will ya?"
I placed my hand on her foot and undid the laces. I slowly slid the sneaker off her wonderful foot and took a whiff of it. Her foot was so beautiful to me. I did the same to the other foot. I sniffed her sneaker and then placed it on the side for now. She patted the couch telling me to sit down on it. Then it was her turn to sit on the floor. She spread my legs apart and set her chin on my crotch.
"I've never seen you like this before. I'll have to explore this fetish of yours more."
I was wearing my own white Nikes, they were about a size nine to her size ten (size 8 in mens) She reached over and untied my sneaker. She pulled it off. It looked so big in her small hands.
Erin then went over to the other one and untied it and pulled it off. Taking the shoe she knelt Indian style and put it on her foot. It was way too big for her but she pulled the laces until it was secure on her foot and tied it. She did the same with the other. Her small delicate foot going right inside of my large sneaker.
My dick must have grown another inch, literally. This was almost as good as sex for me. She stood up and modeled for me.
"You like?" She asked.
"Come over here and see for yourself if I like." I pointed to my pants. The bulge was huge. She looked at it with a hunger. She walked over to my open legs. Those shoes on her feet drove me nuts.
She kneeled down and unzipped my pants. She pulled them along with my underwear right off. My cock sprung up to flick her on the nose. My cock was usually six inches but it must have been seven and a half now! She was amazed herself and stared at it a few seconds. She leaned forward and began to lick my cock with her hot tongue. She was so sexy as she ran her lips and tongue all over my dick. After a few strokes she took the head of my cock between her lips and began to suck gently, her tongue dancing over my glans.
Meanwhile I looked behind her to her feet and my sneakers. They moved back and forth as she sucked on me. I could imagine her hot and sweaty feet inside my sneaks. It drove me wild.
Her face was rapt, showing such keen concentration as she licked and sucked my cock. After each few sucking strokes she would slide my dick out of her mouth and bathe the head and glans with long, wet licks. Each time she did this her head would twist back and forth more and more violently and she would lick and suck faster.
She was obviously getting caught up in the passion of the blowjob, which made the whole thing so much better for me. Her long hair had covered my thighs and as her head bobbed up and down I could feel her locks tickling my balls. The sensation, combined with her sucking mouth and warm licking tongue drove me to the brink.
I could feel the cum rising from the base of my shaft and I warmed her: "I'm going to come... swallow it if you can..." It was my challenge to her.
Her next stroke was the deepest, taking me 3/4 of the way down, or even a bit more, and I exploded into her warm mouth. The first two spurts shot straight down her throat, till she gagged slightly and withdrew almost all the way, leaving just the head in her mouth.
Spurt after spurt of hot sperm landed on her tongue and filled her mouth after that. She swallowed three times before I was done.
Erin leaned back and then moved around to sit on the couch. There she was. She took off her shirt and tossed it on the floor. It was going to be my turn soon. But for a minute I sat there staring at her feet.
Later on that night we had sex, twice. She went home that night after I had fallen asleep. When I woke up I couldn't find my sneakers anywhere. I found hers still sitting beside the couch. She must have worn mine home with her. I took one her's and slid it onto my foot. It was a little tight at first but it fit.
I shrugged and put the other on. My dick grew to it's full length again. What a night it was...
There it is. My story of my first time sexually with a woman and the end of my crazing urge... or maybe the beginning for that matter.