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Country Ripple Sneakers
By "Net King"
If you are under 18 or may be put off by sneaker fetishism, then
please read no further.
Joe and Alison had been courting for a while. Joe tidied up his
apartment as he was expecting Alison at any time. The bell
finally rang and Joe welcomed Alison in. It was wet outside and
Joe heard Alison's sneakers squelch on the tiled floor as she
came in. This put him slightly on edge. He invited Alison to
sit down while he went to get drinks.
"Had a good week?", Joe asked. 'Not bad", replied Alison, "it
has been a bit difficult as the boss is under pressure at
present. The company's stock price is in the doldrums and the
analysts are all talking. We are doing very well, but investors
are fed up with lousy dot.com stocks and that is pulling the
NASDAQ stock market down with it".
Joe owned some stock in Alison's company, so was quite interested
in Alison's comments as he was wondering whether to sell what he
had or to buy more. He was hoping for any useful tips. However
something else started to occupy his mind. He had glanced at her
feet before and saw she had new sneakers on.
"He is under pressure", she carried on while making herself more
comfortable and crossing her legs on the footrest, "The Trustee
for the Company's debentures is obliged to take action if the
stock price falls below $4.50. It is pretty well there now".
Her legs were now in Joe's sight (as she had intended) and he
could not help but get a good view of her new white sneakers.
However what really caught his attention were the soles. They
were unusual for training shoes as they had a sawtooth pattern of
about 40 ridges across the white soles. They were much smaller
than the ripples of traditional ripple soled shoes. No wonder
they had squelched on the tiles outside. His mind wandered from
the problems that Alison's boss was facing. He started to be
mesmerized by these sneakers.
"What are you looking at?", Alison asked to Joe's embarrassment.
Alison did not really mind that Joe was not paying attention to
her conversation. She wanted to draw attention to her new
sneakers but also took pleasure from his discomfort. Joe looked
blankly as the thought of those sneakers welled up inside him.
Now Alison loved sneakers, whether they be simple Keds, or big-
brand training shoes. She could not help noticing what sneakers
other people were wearing. She was particularly interested in
the soles, their color, the type of rubber and the patterns.
Sometimes she would wear sneakers that were not appropriate to
her outfit or the occasion because she liked the feel of them or
liked the soles. She was down in the dumps one lunchtime and
wandered round the shops to try and cheer herself up. Her boss
had just been to a difficult meeting and was very grumpy when he
came out. She could not seem to be able to do anything right for
him. In a sports shoe shop, she saw a pair of sneakers that took
her fancy. They had these sawtooth soles, and these fascinated
her. They should be quite comfortable as the tips of rubber
would squash and bend giving a softer walk. The idea of this
excited her. They may squeak, she thought, but so what - this
may get some men all excited.
She really started warming to these sneakers. Another thought
crossed her mind, a bit naughty perhaps, but it excited her
immensely.
Joe had also noticed these sneakers in another shoe shop. He
felt rather excited by them. He had only bought a pair of
another type of sneaker last week and felt he should not buy
them. He wondered to what extent shoe designers were shoe
fetishists themselves. Were these ripple soles designed to
trigger something inside some people that would make them
desperate to buy the shoes. Did they anticipate that others
would buy them because they liked wearing something a bit unusual
thus attracting attention. He knew Alison's love of sneakers and
Alison had confided she enjoyed men paying attention to her
sneakers especially if it aroused them. He imagined Alison
wearing a pair of these Country Ripple sneakers and wondered
whether she would buy a pair sooner or later. "If only she
would" he thought.
He did not realize that Alison was at almost the same time
actually trying a pair on. They fitted just right and felt very
comfortable. This made her feel much better and took her mind off
her difficulties with her boss. She just had to have them. She
took them to the cash desk, "Country Ripple" the clerk wrote on
the docket, and processed Alison's Visa card. "Sounds a bit like
ice cream" said the clerk. "You mean like raspberry ripple?"
replied Alison "I am not sure what flavor these would be" looking
at the white sneakers with the three characteristic green
stripes. She returned to work hoping her boss would have calmed
down after a good lunch. She looked forward to wearing these
sneakers next time she saw Joe.
Alison looked at Joe awaiting a response to her question about
what he was looking at. He was speechless. "You like those new
sneakers, then?". Joe could not help giving them his full
attention. "I could put my best outfit on and you probably would
not notice, but if I wore tatty old clothes with new sneakers you
would be all over me", she teased. Joe had dreamed about Alison
in these sneakers. His dream had come true, but he felt
uncomfortable, perhaps the dream was becoming a nightmare.
Alison was enjoying it, it was like playing a trout on the hook.
"you look great in them", Joe said without any real conviction.
"Like another drink?", he said so he could extricate himself from
this awkward situation and went into the kitchen with the empty
glasses. Alison let herself go and grinned widely when out of
Joe's sight, "I will have him in my bag soon" she thought. Joe
returned but still feeling slightly uncomfortable and sat down
again. He knew that Alison was teasing him, so was not too
worried.
Alison could not resist it. She lifted her foot and pushed it
into Joe's crotch and wiggled it around so Joe could feel the
sneaker through his trousers. He was taken aback, but a warm
feeling came over him. "Why did you do that" he said, "Because I
wanted to" came the reply. He now lost any sense of
embarrassment, but realized that Alison was calling the shots and
had him within her power. He enjoyed this predicament. Whereas
most women 'power dressed' to exert their influence, in his case
Alison could exert her influence with just a pair of sneakers.
If he ever went to a brothel (which he did not), he would not be
interested in leather, fishnet stockings or high heeled boots.
Being helped by someone in tank-top, denim skirt and sneakers
with white chunky socks would be blissful. Joe was now wanting
things badly and would do almost anything for Alison to get it.
"I thought you would like these sneakers", she said, "I was
feeling a bit miserable after the boss gave me a hard time and
had to buy something at lunch time to cheer me up". "Well", said
Joe, "you have cheered me up too". Alison did not respond to
this but described in detail how her boss had been very grumpy
after a meeting with the Trustees. Joe paid more attention. He
badly wanted more money and started to see an opportunity by
buying stock in the company Alison worked for. An announcement
to NASDAQ was due soon, and Alison was describing some of the
meetings she took notes at. Besides she just wanted to get her
frustrations off her chest. Joe was now thinking more of Alison
and less of sneakers. He sympathized with Alison's work
predicament and patiently listened to her concerns. There were
times when he had difficulties with his boss and fellow managers.
Alison felt a burden was being lifted from her shoulders by being
able to discuss this with Joe. He was so understanding and
sympathetic. Alison knew that her boss had a difficult week
ahead and had some thoughts on how she could help him through the
week. She could now go to work on Monday with her mind more at
ease, instead of dreading it as she had yesterday evening.
"I think that it is time to eat", Joe said. He went into the
kitchen to finish preparing the meal that he had started earlier.
Alison enjoyed having a meal with Joe but wished Joe would put
some more variety into what he cooked. After a few minutes
Alison went into the kitchen to see how she could help.
They mostly talked about their respective families during the
meal. They were considering marrying but neither was sure that
they were doing it for the right motives and reasons. How could
you tell your children that you married just because of a mutual
interest in sneakers? Alison however found that Joe was loving,
caring and good fun. He comforted her when things were rough as
they were at present. Joe similarly thought that Alison would be
a supportive and caring wife. Even though their friendship
started with sneakers, their relationship was becoming deeper
than a mutual interest in sneakers. Alison wondered when Joe
would ask the question, but did not think it would quite be yet.
She felt in no hurry either.
They tidied up in the kitchen after the meal. There was a bit of
water on the floor. Alison trod in it and the wet ripple soles
of the sneakers squeaked and squelched as the tips of the ripples
stroked the smooth floor. Alison enjoyed this and was imagining
the effect on Joe. He was becoming aroused and was thinking more
and more about those sneakers. Joe had always been aroused by
squeaking and squelching sneakers since he was very young. He
sometimes enjoyed this, but at other times found it very
embarrassing when he had things to concentrate on. He remembered
being intrigued by soft rubber soles of sneakers stroking smooth
floors, the though of the rubber bending, flexing and slipping on
the smooth surface was a turn-on for him. He thought that rubber
was a most marvelous substance, soft and tactile, but durable.
They sat down next to each other for a cup of coffee. Alison was
very restless or at least wanted to appear restless. She would
hold one leg in the air, then the other, rotating her feet like a
ballet dancer warming up. Joe could not help noticing this and
was staring at her sneakers. Alison noticed this but said
nothing. She was looking forward to getting those sneakers on
Joe's cock. She was imagining how it would respond to those saw
tooth soles. Joe was now also craving for those sneakers to be
caressing his cock, but the appropriate rituals had to be played
out first.
Joe moved to be closer to her and she moved so she was sitting
right next to him. They embraced and kissed. Later she wrapped
her legs around his and he felt her sneaker touching the skin of
his lower leg. He gently rubbed her legs which she found
relaxing and soothing. After a little while her sneaker was
between his legs causing him tremendous excitement. He could
bear it no more. He got up and removed his trousers and
underwear then lay on the floor in eager anticipation. Joe's
cock was used to the slightly bumpy rubber soles of Keds and
other sneakers, but he wondered how these ripple soled sneakers
would feel. Would they provide a deeper sensation, or would they
be too rough to bear. He was glad he was not circumcised. He
wondered whether a circumcised cock could tolerate these shoes.
While contemplating this, Alison placed the sole of one sneaker
right on his bare crotch. A tingle of excitement leaped through
his body and his cock hardened slightly. There was a wide,
wicked grin on Alison's face. She had him where she wanted him
and she was going to draw this out as long as possible.
She dragged the sneaker across his crotch and his cock became
still harder. The soft rubber tips clung to his skin slightly
producing a warm sensation. She placed the rear of the sole on
the tip of his cock and pulled back slowly. This hurt Joe
slightly. "Please do it as lightly as possible", he said. "OK",
said Alison "I just need to get the hang of these sneakers. It
is like driving a new car". She was very skilled with the use of
sneakers in this way and she realized that being as light as
possible and letting the tips of the ripples do the work would
have the most profound effect on Joe. She dragged the ripple
sole very lightly across the tip of Joe's cock so it felt like
forty little rubber tongues were licking and caressing his cock.
Joe found it very slightly rough but the sensation was immense,
different from and probably better than ordinary sneakers. She
repeated it a few more times and Joe found it more comfortable as
precum started to wet the tips of the ripples. Alison was
imagining what effect this was having on Joe and this was
confirmed by the reaction of Joe's body when the sneaker touched
his cock. She noticed the look on Joe's face. He was loving it.
Alison paused. She knew that a few more strokes would bring Joe
to orgasm too soon and that would spoil things. On a future
occasion she would like to see how quickly she could bring him to
orgasm with these sneakers, but this time she wanted it to last
as long as possible. Joe's cock was very erect and twitching
helplessly. She massaged Joe around the legs and testicles with
the sneakers, just occasionally giving the tip of his cock a
taste of the ripple soles.
Joe then had an idea. He had noticed that the edges of the
ripples seemed sharp even though they were rubber. He could not
resist asking Alison to drag the edge of the sole across his
cock. "Won't this be painful, Joe?", she said. "Well, see how
it goes", replied Joe. With a grin on her face she placed the
edge of the shoe lightly on the underside of Joe's cock and
gently pulled it back. The edges of the ripples dug into and
pulled the delicate skin slightly. He just about leapt out of
his skin with the pain and Alison desisted. "It is just a bit
too painful" Joe said "but in a way I did like the sensation".
Alison rested for a few minutes leaving Joe to savor the
sensation. "Your cock is falling asleep, Joe" said Alison "I
will wake it up for you" as she again dragged the shoe across
Joe's cock so he could feel each of the forty ripples.
After a little while, Joe got up and they had a very intense
cuddle. They had never felt so happy. Joe lay on the floor
again and wondered how quickly or how slowly Alison would bring
him to orgasm. Her strokes were a little faster now and she
applied slightly more pressure. There was sufficient pre-cum on
the soles to make it more pleasurable. Alison saw Joe really
tensing up and mused how easy it seemed to control a big man just
with her sneakers. Joe was amazed at Alison's skilled use of the
sneakers and how she had quickly learnt how to achieve the best
from these new sneakers. Finally Joe grunted as his whole body
shuddered in orgasm. He had never felt so good before. He
looked as if he was going to roll up into a ball. They then both
relaxed. The experience seemed almost beyond their wildest
expectations.
Joe thanked Alison for a most marvelous experience. Alison was
slightly aroused but did not feel like an orgasm. This was one
of the advantages of the sneakers. She could both give and
derive pleasure, but without the need to come to orgasm. Joe
similarly felt under no obligation to arouse her to orgasm. Joe
cleaned the soles of her sneakers, wiped the cum from his body
and put his trousers back on. Both were very happy.
Joe started to think of his round of golf tomorrow and made a
mental note to telephone his broker to by some stock in Alison's
company.
Alison would be seeing her family tomorrow. They would ask if
Joe was ready to ask the big question. She would smile sweetly
and say "All in good time". She had the world at her feet.
Copyright 2000 "Net King"
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picture.
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