Sneaker story - Jess

[americanguy]

I posted this a while back, but it doesn’t look like it made it back up here after the restoration. Let me know what you think!

Chapter 1 - In Her Shoes
 
Jess was 21 years old and a junior in college. She sat at her dorm room desk, staring at her computer with a look of frustration on her face. She was short, standing at only 5'2", but she made up for it with her bold personality. Her brown hair was tied back in a messy bun, and she wore a crop top and a pair of short Nike running shorts, showing off her toned figure.
 
Procrastination and her love for late-night parties had caused Jess to neglect her studies, resulting in a failing grade in her statistics class. And her professor, Mr. Jeff Smith, wasn't making it any easier. He was a hunk, with sharp features and a muscular build. Jess couldn't help but glance at him every chance she got, which probably didn't help her situation in class. But she couldn't deny the way he looked at her too, with a hint of desire in his eyes. As Jess checked her grades, she noticed that her grade in stats had dropped drastically. Desperate to fix it, she shut her laptop and grabbed her bag. She stopped at the door to slip on her all-white ON cloudmonsters, her favorite pair of shoes. She loved how comfortable they were, and since she always tried to keep them in good shape, these ones were pristine. The material was just as white as it always was, only the insides were darkened from her feet sweating in them all day. Not caring about her lazy outfit, Jess made sure to show off enough cleavage to improve her odds and left out the door.
 
She took a deep breath and knocked on Mr. Smith's office door. As soon as he opened the door, Jess felt her heart race. He stood there in his fitted button-up shirt and slacks, looking as handsome as ever. His dark hair was styled perfectly, and his glasses rested on the bridge of his nose. Jess couldn't deny her attraction to him, even though she knew it was inappropriate. "Mr. Smith, can I talk to you about my grade in your class?" she asked, trying to sound confident. "Of course, come in," he replied, stepping aside for her to enter. Jess took a seat in front of his desk, crossing her legs and adjusting her top to show off even more of her cleavage.
She could see Mr. Smith's eyes dart from her breasts down to her sneakers, but he quickly got straight to business, and explained to Jess that there was no extra credit to be offered, and it’d be unfair to give her special treatment. “Please Mr. Smith, I’ll do anything” Jess says, almost pleading. “Well Jess, there’s only one thing I can think of that would make up all your missing work.”
 
“Please just tell me what it is and I’ll do it!”
 
Mr. Smith's smirk turned into a full-fledged smile, his eyes lit up with deviance, but also excitement. He leaned back in his chair, his gaze dropping to Jess's feet. "Good. Now I want you to do as I say, raise your feet up onto my desk," he commanded, gesturing to the Cloudmonsters on her feet. Jess hesitated for a moment, feeling a bit nervous but also strangely aroused. She knew she shouldn't be agreeing to whatever this is, but she was desperate to pass this class. Slowly, she raised her feet up onto Mr. Smith's desk, crossing her ankles and leaning back in the chair. She could feel his eyes on her, taking in the sight of her warm and slightly sweaty ONs. "You see, Jess, I have a sneaker fetish. And your little Cloudmonsters are just perfect for it," Mr. Smith explained, his voice husky with desire. Jess couldn't believe what she was hearing. Her professor had a fetish for her sneakers? It was both shocking and strangely exciting. Mr. Smith leaned forward, his hand reaching out to caress the toe of her perfect little white ONs. Jess could feel herself getting more and more turned on by his touch. "Now, let me explain exactly what I want to do with your Sneakers," he said, his hand still caressing the toe of her sparkling clean shoes, even slipping a finger past the laces to feel inside her warm, sweaty ONs. Jess could feel her heart race with excitement as Mr. Smith painted a vivid picture of his desires. He wanted to smell her sneakers, inhaling the scent of her feet after a long day of walking around campus. He wanted to fuck her sneakers, thrusting his hard dick inside her warm, sweaty ONs. But most of all, he wanted to cum inside her sneakers, filling them with his load and making her wear them that way. Jess couldn't believe what she was hearing, but she couldn't deny that it was turning her on. She could feel herself getting wet at the thought of fulfilling his sneaker fetish and getting rewarded with a good grade. "And you'll do all of this for me, won't you Jess?" Mr. Smith asked, his voice low and full of desire. "Yes, I'll do it," Jess said, feeling a sense of adrenaline and excitement at the same time. Jess could see the bulge in his pants getting even bigger. She couldn't believe what she was about to do, but she couldn't back down now.
"Good, and it also will start NOW. From this moment on Jess, you must wear your Cloudmonsters to class every day, and without any socks, or else you will be punished. And after each class, you'll stay behind and watch me fuck them hard until I cum inside them and you’ll wear them that way, absolutely no cleaning them unless I say" Mr. Smith explained, his voice full of anticipation. Jess could feel herself getting wet at the thought of fulfilling his deep desire for her shoes, even as a sense of sadness crept over her as she realized her beautiful white sneakers will never be the same again.
 
"Do we have a deal?" Mr. Smith asked again, still caressing her ONs with his hand. Jess looked into his eyes, feeling a mixture of fear and arousal. She nodded, "We have a deal," Jess said, her voice shaky with nerves.
 
"Good girl," Mr. Smith said, his eyes filled with desire. "Now, if you don't mind…," he said with a wink, slipping her Cloudmonsters off her feet, one at a time. He could already smell the strong, sweaty scent of Jess's feet, mixed with the scent of her ONs. He couldn't help but take a deep breath in, taking in the strong aroma. "These sneakers of yours smell so perfect, Jess. I love it," Mr. Smith said, taking a moment to bury his face in them again. He then peeled her socks off her feet, revealing her pretty arches and toes. He placed them in his drawer, knowing she wouldn't need them anymore.
 
"Now, Jess, I'll be nice enough to give you a choice. You can either watch as I fuck and cum in your hot little sneakers, or you can wait in the hall till I’m done giving them everything they deserve and more," Mr. Smith said, giving her the option. Jess couldn't believe she had gotten to this point of no return already , but she was also too turned on to back down now. She told Mr. Smith that she would love to stay and watch. "Excellent. And I could use some encouragement from you, Jess. It's the least you could do for me," Mr. Smith said, unbuttoning his pants and revealing his large, aroused cock. He placed Jess's right sneaker on the edge of the desk and slowly slid his member into it, keeping eye contact with Jess the entire time. Her little size six sneaker was barely big enough to fit his entire shaft, but Mr. Smith made it work. He brought the other sneaker up to his nose, taking in the intoxicating scent, and began thrusting his rod into her perfectly white Cloudmonster. Jess obliged his request and began talking to him, telling him how much she loved seeing him punish her poor, little sneakers. She took her left shoe out of his hand and held it up for him to smell, allowing him to focus all of his attention on fucking her right sneaker even harder. "Yes, professor, smell my little white sneakers! I've worn them to work as a waitress, to school, even to the gym! But I’ve kept them perfectly clean just for you to fuck. Oh, I can't wait to wear your cum around in them, FILL THEM, FILL THEM WITH ALL YOUR CUM" Jess said, her voice filled with desire, even surprising herself. Her words pushed Mr. Smith over the edge, and he began moaning and thrusting harder and deeper into her sneaker. Jess watched in amazement as he pulled out mid-orgasm, shooting his warm cum inside her sneaker. The ropes slapping her insoles, pooling into the worn down pad of her insole and quickly flowing to the toes. He quickly switched to the other sneaker, filling up the heel with the last few spurts of his cum. "Oh my gosh!" Jess exclaimed, shocked at how much cum he was able to fill up in her pretty white ONs. She couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction and arousal at the thought of wearing them with her professor’s cum in them.
 
Mr. Smith sat back in his chair, catching his breath and admiring the sight in front of him. Jess's formerly pristine white Cloudmonsters, sitting on his desk, now filled with his hot, sticky load, turned him on even more. "Now, Jess, you'll wear these sneakers every day to class, without any socks. And after each class, you'll make sure to wear them and stay behind so I can fuck them again and again to keep this load fresh. Understood?" Mr. Smith asked, his voice firm yet laced with desire.
 
Mr. Smith sat back in his chair, out of breath but looking content with his work. He couldn't believe how turned on he was by this whole scenario. Jess couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction as well. She picked up her sneaker and brought it to her nose, taking a whiff of the strong combination of sweat and cum. She could feel her own arousal building up as she tipped her shoe back, watching as the cum flowed side to side. She couldn't resist sharing the cum between her sneakers, pouring some more into the left one as well to even it out.
 
"Now, put them on," Mr. Smith commanded, his voice full of anticipation. Jess slipped her sneakers back on, feeling the warm cum squish between her toes and up the insides of her sneakers, making her gasp. She couldn't believe how satisfying and arousing the feeling was. "Wow, it feels so nice and warm," Jess said, surprised at her own arousal. "You better get going now, Jess. Don't want you to be late to your next class," Mr. Smith said, looking at his watch.
 
Jess looked at the time and realized he was right, she had her management class in 5 minutes! She quickly gathered her things and rushed off to her next class, the squishing sound of her cum-filled ON Cloudmonsters making it hard to focus. As she walked, Jess couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation for what was to come. She couldn't wait to wear her sneakers with Mr. Smith's cum inside them and fulfill his sneaker fetish, all while getting a good grade in his class, basically for free in Jess’ opinion. And who knows, maybe Mr. Smith has awoken a fetish of her own she didn’t even know she had.

[schredder]

I absolutely love the story! Weren't there like 4 of 5 chapters?

[americanguy]

There are indeed - happy to post more of them agin if you like this one, just didn’t want to spam everyone with too much all at once!

[americanguy]

For those interested, chapter 2!

Chapter 2 - In Her Mouth
 
The next morning Jess woke up and wondered if it had all been a dream. Had Mr. Smith really slipped her beloved white ON Cloudmonsters off her feet and fucked them right in front of her? Had she really agreed to wear them sockless and full of his hot sticky cum every day? Was she really going to go back to his office and let him do it again today?
 
As she sat up in bed and looked around her room, she saw her ONs sitting on the floor next to her desk chair, right where she had left them last night. She remembered slipping them off her feet and feeling Mr. Smith’s cum, by that time cooled, sticking to her toes. She also remembered looking down at her innocent little sneakers and thinking to herself how hot it had been watching her stats professor pound them into his desk with his massive cock before blasting his load of hot, sticky cum right into them.
 
Jess had never imagined she would be in this position.
 
But as she glanced at the clock she realized it was time to get ready to head to Mr. Smith’s class once again - a class she happened to be failing at the moment, so she needed to make Mr. Smith happy if she wanted to pass.
 
Jess got dressed in a pair of black Lululemon leggings, a white oversized hoodie sweatshirt, and of course her little white ON Cloudmonsters, which still looked perfectly clean to a stranger but Jess knew better. With no socks on as he had instructed, Jess could feel that Mr. Smith’s hot load had dried overnight. She also knew he would insist on putting another in its place after class today.
 
As Jess was packing her bag for class, she glanced through her open closet door to her sneaker collection. As it happened, Jess was a bit of a sneakerhead herself, and had somewhere around 70 pairs of sneakers. Everything from ONs to Nikes, Adidas to Brooks, Mizunos to ASICS - you name it, and you could guarantee she had a few pairs. With her mind still playing yesterday’s events on loop, she wondered if Mr. Smith might like to try another pair too - as a treat. The thought of watching her professor fuck another pair of her sneakers turned her on even more, so she walked over and examined her options. Clearly he liked her pretty white ONs, so maybe something else similar? How about her brand new white Nike Pegasus that she had yet to wear at all - “yes those should do,” she thought, before picking them up and slipping them into her school bag with her laptop.
 
As Jess walked across the quad to class, she couldn’t help but imagine what would happen when she got to Mr. Smith’s office after class today. Would they have small talk first, or would he just take her sneakers off her feet and immediately start fucking them? She wasn’t sure which she would prefer. If she was being honest, she wasn’t even sure how she felt about this whole situation. In her wildest dreams she had never imagined she’d be letting anyone, let alone a professor, fuck and cum in her beloved sneakers - yet whenever she thought about yesterday’s activities she could feel her pussy start to drip. She simply couldn’t believe how turned on she got watching Mr. Smith slide his massive cock in and out of her perfect little Cloudmonsters.
 
Suddenly she looked up and realized that her daydreams had distracted her and she was already standing right in from of Mr. Smiths classroom door. Taking a deep breath she opened the door, walked in, and took her seat in the back of the room, the whole time thinking about the cock that would soon be sliding across her insoles.
 
Class dragged by as slow as ever - every word out of Mr. Smith’s mouth seemed to take twice as long as normal. Jess couldn’t help but notice his stunning sharp features and muscular build all over again. She also couldn’t keep from recalling the big, beautiful dick Mr. Smith was hiding under his nondescript slacks.
 
As class came to an end, Jess caught Mr. Smith shooting glances at Jess, eyeing her feet to make sure she had her Cloudmonsters on as agreed. She saw a smile creep onto his face whenever he caught a glimpse of them - only she knew that his devious expression was one of desire for her perfect little ONs.
 
The bell rang, and her classmates started to trickle out, until finally it was just Jess and Mr. Smith. He slowly raised his gaze and motioned for Jess to come down to his desk. She stepped forward and silently walked to the front of the room - Mr. Smith’s eyes on her feet every step of the way.
 
“Hello, Mr. Smith,” Jess said.
 
“Hi Jess. How did you like wearing your Cloudmonsters sockless after our conversation yesterday?” he asked, a devious note in his voice.
 
“I liked it more than I thought I would. At first I was nervous, but in the end, it made me so incredibly horny seeing what you did to my innocent little sneakers, and getting to feel the treat you left between my toes for the rest of the day.” As she spoke, her hands started to shake ever so slightly as she stood before the man who held her future in his hands, knowing that all he wanted in order for her to pass his class was to get to fuck her sneakers over and over again.
 
“Good,” Mr. Smith said. “Then you won’t mind following me to my office for the next round of our agreement.” He stood up, turned on his heel, and started walking to his office door. Jess followed quickly behind him. She could feel her panties getting wet as she dripped in anticipation of what was to come. “What does it say about me that I’m so excited to see my professor slide his cock into my sneakers,” Jess thought to herself as she crossed the threshold into his office and took a seat in the chair opposite Mr. Smith’s desk.
 
Mr. Smith sat down and looked Jess over from head to toe - his eyes stopping first at her chest, and then sliding down past her hips to her feet, where her Cloudmonsters were gently sticking to her sweaty soles as her hot little toes warmed the shoes that would soon be wrapped around his member.
 
“Jess. You did quite well last time we spoke, and as we agreed if our little arrangement continues you will find much success in my class.” He said, his eyes snapping away from her feet to lock with her own, a devious anticipation hiding behind the sparkle in his grey green retinas. “But if you want your grades to be excellent, your performance here with me must also be excellent. Do you understand?”
 
“I think so, Mr. Smith,” Jess said tentatively. “In fact, I brought a second pair of my sneakers with me today too - do you want to see them?”
 
“I can’t imagine anything could compare with your Cloudmonsters, but I’d be happy to see any pair of sneakers you have worn,” Mr. Smith replied, a hint of excitement hidden in his voice.
 
As Jess turned to her side to retrieve the Pegasus she had stowed in her bag, she felt Mr. Smith’s hand on her knee. As she looked back at him he lifted her legs and placed her ON clad feet right in his lap, one on either side of his cock, which she could now see bulging beneath his trousers. For a moment she was nervous and considered backing out - “was this really worth it for a grade?” she asked herself. But in an instant that hesitation was gone, and she pulled her Nike Pegasus out of her backpack.
 
“Actually Mr. Smith, I haven’t worn these at all yet - they’re brand new,” she said as she placed them on his desk. The white of her new Nikes shined brightly against the brown wood of his desk. Mr. Smith looked at the perfect little Nikes on his desk before looking back to meet Jess’s gaze. His hands were still cupping the heels of the Cloudmonsters on her feet, and she could feel his cock growing larger and larger just beneath her soles. In fact, she could feel it starting to pulse, begging to be released from the prison of his pants and plunge into her sneakers.
 
“These new Nikes are quite nice Jess, and you assumed right, they are in fact a pair I would love to fill with my load. I’ve noticed your impressive sneaker collection over the course of this semester, and there are many pairs I’d like to enjoy, but for now, we’ll keep our focus on your cute little ONs - how does that sound?”
 
Jess just nodded - she was so focused on what she had just heard; Mr. Smith had been eyeing her sneakers all semester, not just since she arrived at his office yesterday? Does that mean there are other pairs she could offer to let him fuck in exchange for even more perks?
 
Jess snapped out of her daze to feel Mr. Smith’s fingers sliding into her sneakers, down under the laces, feeling her bare arches in her perfect little shoes. “I’m going to fuck your perfect little shoes again today Jess. And I’m going to pump a massive load of my hot sticky cum into them. And then you’re going to continue wearing them sockless with my load in them - that is if you want to pass my class, of course,” he said with that devious smile of his.
 
“Oh of course, Mr. Smith. I wouldn’t want it any other way. I’ve been dying to watch you fuck my sneakers against your desk again today,” Jess murmured. She could barely speak she had gotten so turned on feeling him caress her feet with her shoes pressed against his rock hard cock.
 
Mr. Smith slid his hands up to her laces and gently untied her sneakers, before once again slipping them off her bare little feet one at a time. “Well actually, Jess, we’re going to change things up a little bit today,” he said, while raising her shoes up to his face and inhaling a giant breath of her warm feet and shoes mixed with his dried load from yesterday.
 
“If you want to pass my class, you’re going to need to put in the work. You understand that, right?”
 
“Yes of course, Mr. Smith. Whatever you want, I’ll do anything.”
 
“Good,” Mr. smith said. “Now take this, and hold it just like that.” He handed her her own right Cloudmonster and gestured that she should hold it between her thighs, toe pointed up toward her chest, the hole for her foot pointed right at Mr. Smith and the sole resting right on her now dripping pussy.
 
“Now I’m going to fuck your cute little ON right here, right against your tight little pussy, because I want you to feel it every time I thrust into them. I want you to feel my cock pounding the inside of these sneakers you love so much, and I want you to know exactly how I’m dominating them. Do you understand?” his voice firm yet laced with desire.
 
“Yes, I understand. I want to feel everything you’re doing to my sneakers.”
 
Without another word Mr. Smith lifted Jess’s other shoe to his face and inhaled a giant breath before reaching down and unbuttoning his slacks, releasing his massive, rock hard cock from its textile prison. It looked so big that Jess would never imagine it would fit in her cute little shoes, but she knew from experience that it would.
 
Mr. Smith closed the distance between them in just two paces before straddling Jess right where she sat in the chair across from his desk, and slowly, in fact surprisingly gently, slipping his cock deeper and deeper into the sneaker positioned right in her pussy.
 
She could feel every millimeter that he proceeded. She could feel him pushing his dick past the tongue of her perfect little shoes - she could feel the laces pull with gentle tension as his massive member slid further into her shoes, and by extension across her own pulsing pussy.
 
She gripped the heel of her shoe with one hand, and laid the other hand across the laces, applying gentle pressure to Mr. Smith’s cock. He began to thrust in and out - his shaft seemingly going on for miles as he withdrew it almost entirely before he changed direction and began penetrating her shoes once more. With each thrust and pull, she imagined he was thrusting into her instead - it certainly felt like he was with her shoe sitting right against her moist, sensitive thighs - the sole rubbing her clit with every stroke he took.
 
"Yes, professor, fuck my little white sneakers! I love the feeling of your hot sticky load between my toes! I wore these all day yesterday just like you told me too, and I didn’t clean them at all. Oh, I can't wait to wear your cum around in them, FILL THEM, FILL THEM WITH ALL YOUR CUM!” Jess began to raise her voice as the excitement built. But this time it wasn’t just the excitement of watching her innocent little shoes get fucked in front of her - it was feeling every move her professor made right against her tight little pussy. In fact, she quickly realized that she herself was about to orgasm.
 
As if he saw the thought cross her face, Mr. Smith snapped “You absolutely may not finish unless I tell you - or you will be punished.”
 
“I don’t know if I can last much longer,” Jess replied.
 
“Good, then I will go first,” he said before thrusting hard one final time, arching his back, and shooting the beginning of a massive load right into her ON Cloudmonster. With every spurt she could feel her sneaker pressing harder and harder against her pussy. Suddenly he pulled his cock out of her shoe, took one big step forward, stood all the way up and slid it into her open mouth.
 
Before she even had a moment to realize what was happening she was choking on his massive cock, and she could feel his sticky load pouring down her throat. Now that she had him in her mouth she realized just how huge he actually was. She could barely fit him between her lips, and as her brain caught up to her body, she realized how much she loved it. She loved knowing her Cloudmonster was now full of his Jizz, and she also loved tasting the rest of it shooting down her throat. She started to suck harder, massaging the head of his cock with her tongue, urging him to give her everything he had.
 
She let go of the sneaker in her lap, grabbed him by the hips and pulled him forward, taking every inch of his massive cock down her throat as he pumped the last of his load into her cute little college girl face.
 
She let go and he gently drew away, sitting down in his desk chair to catch his breath as he looked at her.
 
Jess could still feel her pussy tingling - she was right on the edge about to cum, but she knew what Mr. Smith had said - she had to make him happy.
 
“Do you want to feel an orgasm now, Jess?” Mr. Smith said gently.
 
“Yes,” she whispered.
 
“Good. Grab hold of your cute little ON, and use the toe to rub your clit until you finish.”
 
Without hesitation she followed his instructions, and it didn’t take long. The smooth material felt incredible sliding between her thighs, as she rubbed it back and forth between her legs. Within moments she could feel the orgasm starting. She arched her back, closed her eyes, and kept rubbing as she felt wave after wave of euphoria pass over her. It was without a doubt the best orgasm she’d ever had.
 
After a moment she stopped, caught her breath, and opened her eyes. She looked up at Mr. Smith. He had the same devious smile he had earlier, but this time there was more to it. It seems he enjoyed watching this 21 year old brunet orgasm in his office using only the sneaker he had just finished fucking.
 
“Good work today, Jess,” he said gently, zipping his pants back up as he did. “That definitely puts some points back in your grade for the semester. But remember our rules - you have to wear these Cloudmonsters to class every day, you have to wear them sockless, and you have to let me fuck them after each and every class. Do you understand?”
 
“Yes, of course Mr. Smith. Whatever you want, I will do,” Jess replied.
 
“Good, now put your Cloudmonsters back on your feet - you have another class to get to.”
 
Jess did as she was told, slipping her ONs back on her feet and tying them tight so she could feel the cum push up between her toes.
 
She stood next to Mr. Smith’s desk and reached to retrieve her Pegasus to put them back in her bag but before she could Mr. Smith caught her wrist and said “No, I’ll hold on to those for now. They are going to be my dessert. Now you should go before you’re late.”
 
Jess was shocked. She hadn’t expected to have to leave her brand new Pegasus with Mr. Smith - she hadn’t even gotten to wear them yet! And what was he going to do with them? Presumably fuck them over and over tonight, filling them with his loads, ensuring they would never be white again.
 
A feeble “yes, Mr. Smith, whatever you want” was all she could muster before she turned and walked out of his office - her feet squeaking in the massive load in her sneakers, her heart dropping at the thought of leaving her brand new sneakers behind, but her pussy tingling at the thought of what they might have done to them overnight.
 
She didn’t make it very far down the hallway before she got a notification on her phone - it was an email from Mr. Smith. The subject line read “Don’t worry, I’ll treat them well”
 
Jess knew it must be about her Pegasus that she had left behind, so she opened it, and there on her phone screen was a picture of Mr. Smith’s massive cock (still with streaks of his cum dripping from it) sliding into her brand new, pristine white Pegasus.
 
When she saw it, she instantly felt a surge of emotion like she had never known before. She wanted to be there, holding her sneakers as he fucked them. She wanted to feel his cock thrust into the shoes she hadn’t even gotten to wear. All her fear and hesitation melted away and she knew one thing for certain: she wanted to be Mr. Smith’s little sneaker bitch, and she wanted it now.

[americanguy]

I can keep going with this if folks are interested, but don’t want to waste the space if nobody’s reading- just let me know

[ShoeBrett47]

I'm definitely interested! I really liked the additional chapters you'd shared of this story before the old server went down, you've got a fan in me so please keep going!

[fwlolbroek]

I loved reading these stories, great to see them reposted! Maybe with a chapter more?

[americanguy]

And, as requested, chapter 3! Let me know what you think if you want me to keep posting more.

Chapter 3 - In Her
 
Jess had her management class right after Mr. Smith’s stats class, and as far as she could remember management had never felt so long. All Jess could think about was the massive hot, sticky load in her formerly-perfect size six white ON Cloudmonsters, put there mere minutes ago in Mr. Smith’s office. And every time she thought about the load in her shoes, she was reminded of how he pulled his cock out of her shoes mid orgasm and thrust his massive shaft into her mouth, pumping his cum down her throat.
 
This was the second time Mr. Smith had fucked her Cloudmonsters as part of an agreement she came to with him to improve her grade in his class. He had agreed to pass her, if she would satisfy his sneaker fettish by letting him fuck and cum in her sneakers, and then wearing them sockless to his class every day.
 
This most recent time - barely an hour ago, she had also brought him her brand new pair of white Nike Pegasus to fuck, but instead he kept them, and once she left he sent her a picture of his cock penetrating her virgin nikes with cum dripping off his shaft.
 
That picture sent her over the edge, and Jess was overcome with desire to have Mr. Smith fuck every single one of her sneakers - she wanted to be his little sneaker slut.
 
As soon as the bell rang and class ended, Jess leapt from her seat and made her way directly back to her dorm room. She was still so horny from everything she and Mr. Smith had done that she needed to address it right away. As she walked into her room she slipped off her Cloudmonsters and lifted them to her face - inhaling the scent of Mr. Smith’s hot load mixing with the scent of her own sweat. The smell alone brought her nearly to orgasm, and she slipped her hand into her skintight lululemon leggings and began to rub her fingers across her clit. “Yes, Mr. Smith - fuck my hot little sneakers for me,” she moaned as she settled onto her bed, continuing to touch herself with one hand while holding her sneakers up to her face with the other.
 
“Yes, yes… pump your hot load into my sneakers, and then fuck my face some more Mr. Smith. I want your cum in my shoes and dripping down my throat,” she whispered as wave after wave of pleasure coursed over her body. With her sneakers resting on her pillow, and her fingers still holding the lips of her tight little 21 year old pussy apart, she closed her eyes and gently drifted off to sleep, only picturing the sight of Mr. Smith’s cock in her white Pegasus, imagining what he was doing with them right in that moment.
 
——
 
The next morning she awoke to the chime of her phone. It was once again an email from Mr. Smith - this time a reply to his last one.
 
“As I promised,” it simply read. There was one picture attached. Jess opened it and there, on her phone screen, were her previously pristine, virgin, all white Nike Pegasus, sitting on what must be Mr. Smith’s coffee table, filled with so much cum that you could barely see the insoles. Jess gasped, wishing that she could wear them just like that, but knowing it would likely dry by the time she got to Mr. Smith’s office this afternoon.
 
Jess thought about how she should respond to Mr. Smith’s email, and quickly had an idea. She took off her leggings, slipped her Cloudmonsters back on her feet, and walked into her closet where she kept her massive sneaker collection. She sat down on the floor, legs straight out in front of her, feet pointed at her sneaker shelves, and took a picture that showed off her ONs, the rest of her collection, and her tan, toned, naked legs. She dropped the picture into a reply email to Mr. Smith and wrote “What do you think, any other pairs you like?”
 
Before she lost her nerve, she hit send. And then she waited.
 
Jess sat there, waiting for what felt like hours, but couldn’t have been more than a few minutes. Then, the ding on her phone. A reply from Mr. Smith. “Do you want your Pegasus back? I can bring them to you right now.”
 
With Mr. Smith, Jess couldn’t imagine it could be that easy. He didn’t want to go out of his way to bring her shoes back to her - considering she was already letting him fuck her shoes for a good grade, he didn’t need to help her. He must, as she had hoped, want access to her incredible collection of sneakers. She replied with only her address, as she stood up off her closet floor.
 
Jess crossed her small college apartment to the bathroom, and quickly washed her face and brushed her hair. She was still wearing the oversized white sweatshirt she had on yesterday, but now with no pants or underwear, and only her cum-filled Cloudmonsters on her feet. She looked at herself in the mirror, before turning to walk back into the living room.
 
It wasn’t long before there was a knock on the door. Jess opened it, and there stood Mr. Smith - as handsome and chiseled as ever. He was wearing a white tee shirt, black joggers, and on his feet a special edition pair of Nike Air Max 270s. And there, in his hands, were her innocent little Pegasus. Or at least they had been. Now they had their laces pulled loose, their tongues pulled up, and their insides were coated in a layer of dried cum.
 
Mr. Smith held the sneakers out to her and said “I promised to take good care of them, and I did.”
 
Jess took her sneakers out of his hands, stepped back, and invited Mr. Smith inside.
 
“How did you like them?” she asked?
 
“They were a nice treat - they got my attention 10 separate times since you left yesterday afternoon. I thought that was enough for now, and thought you might want to try them on.” As he said it, his eyes drifted down from her face to her chest, then down her bare legs finally resting on the ONs on her feet. “Why don’t you take those Cloudmonsters off and try these on?” He asked.
 
“Of course Mr. Smith. Your wish is my command.”
 
She sat down on the edge of the couch, and began untying her Cloudmonsters. She wanted to make a show of it for him, gently lifting her leg up, resting her foot on the edge of the coffee table, slowly pulling the laces open, and then gently popping her heel out of her sneaker, before setting it on the coffee table right in Mr. Smith’s view and moving on to do the same thing with the other shoe.
 
As she worked, she could see Mr. Smiths pants beginning to bulge as his cock got harder and harder. She gently picked up her left Pegasus. This perfect little sneaker had previously been pristine and perfectly white, in fact she hadn’t gotten to wear them once. But now the insides were caked in a layer of Mr. Smiths cum. As she slipped it onto her bare foot she could feel the stiff fabric crackle. She tied the laces tight and repeated the process, putting her Nike clad feet up on the coffee table next to her ONs.
 
“What do you think, professor?” Jess asked.
 
“I think they look far better now than they would have if you wore them yesterday. I don’t ever again want to see your feet in sneakers I haven’t fucked.”
 
“And I don’t want to wear a pair you haven’t fucked, Mr. Smith,” Jess said. With her words she could see that devious smile begin to return to her professor’s face.
 
“So, this sneaker collection of yours. Where do you keep them all?”
 
“Just through here - follow me and you can take a look,” Jess said before leading Mr smith into her closet.
 
He began to run his hands across the shelves, inspecting her collection. He stopped periodically for a closer look, picking up a classic white and black pair of her 270s, a pair of her Brooks Gycerines, and of course stopping for a moment to examine her sizable collection of ONs in every style and color. “I’m impressed,” he said, as he finished taking it all in.
 
“Have you worn each pair here, or are some still new?”
 
“The Pegasus I’m wearing now, those light ON Cloudnovas, and those purple Saucony Endorphine Pro 4s are the only pairs left I hadn’t worn. Everything else I’ve worn at least once,” Jess answered.
 
“I see. Well, if you really want to be sure you get a good grade in my class, I think we’ll have to amend our agreement a little bit…” Mr. Smith trailed off, his mind wandering and his gaze still on her collection of sneakers in her closet.
 
“How do you mean?” Jess asked tentatively. She noticed her palms were sweating slightly. The horny confidence she had felt when Mr. Smith had arrived had disappeared to be replaced with nervous anxiety - what else would he ask of her, when all she wanted, really, was to pass his class?
 
“Well, you have this incredible collection of sneakers, and based on what I have seen so far you seem willing to let quite a lot happen to them, so I have a few ideas of how we can make things more exciting,” he said with a smirk.
 
“What did you have in mind?”
 
“Go in the closet and pick out your two favorite pairs of sneakers. Then I’ll show you what I mean,” Mr. Smith instructed.
 
Trying to avoid doing anything that would cause Mr. Smith to call off their deal for the sake of her grades and her newfound love for his cum in her shoes, Jess did as she was told. She walked into her closet, and picked out a pair of black and white Nike Free Runs, and a pair of blue Brooks Glycerines from her collection, and brought them back out. She walked over to the couch, set the shoes on the coffee table next to her Cloudmonsters, and then took a seat, perched on the edge of the couch cushions, ready for Mr. Smith’s next instruction.
 
“Good, I’m glad you have such great taste in sneakers, Jess. I don’t know how you would have passed my class if you didn’t,” he joked.
 
“Now you’re going to do as I say if you want to pass statistics. Pick up all three of those pairs of sneakers, and walk over to your bed,” Mr. Smith instructed in a calm, but forceful tone. There was no forgetting that he was in control.
 
“Take off your sweatshirt and lay on your back with your hands above your head.”
 
Jess did as she was told - exposing her entire naked 21-year-old body to her stats professor, wearing nothing but her cum-crusted Nike Pegasus, with 3 of her favorite pairs of sneakers sitting next to her on the bed.
 
As soon as Jess had done what she was told, Mr. Smith climbed onto the bed, whipped his belt off, and quickly tied Jess’s hands together above her head before lashing them to the bedframe. She was stunned by how quickly and seamlessly he moved - it was like he had done this a thousand times.
 
As he climbed off the bed around her she could see just how hard his cock had become inside his joggers. He was very ready for whatever was going to come next.
 
“Now Jess - you’ve seemed to like my cum so far - you’re about to get a whole lot more of it. I told you all about my sneaker fetish, and how I was going to fuck your cute little Cloudmonsters and fill them with cum, but now I’m going to do the same to some of your other favorite sneakers, and to you!”
 
As he finished speaking it was like a switch flipped. He reached down and undid his pants, letting them fall to his ankles before stepping out of them, so he was now standing before her in just his white tee shirt and Nike 270s. He picked up her Cloudmonsters, and placed them on the bed, one on either side of her face. He then picked up the Nike Frees she brought out, and placed them right on her chest, covering her sizable tits. Then he picked up her beautiful blue Brooks, held them up to his face for a deep breath, before thrusting his rock hard cock deep into the right one.
 
Jess was enthralled by what she was seeing. Her nerves faded away as they had last time. She could feel Mr. Smith’s dried cum against her feet - she could smell it in the Cloudmonsters sitting beside her face, and she was watching him punish her beautiful blue Brooks right in front of her.
 
She could feel her pussy dripping - all she wanted was to be holding those brooks for him. She wanted to be the one jerking him off into her shoes. But alas, he had tied her to the bed - she was merely an onlooker now.
 
She watched as he began to thrust faster and faster - pummeling her cute little sneakers with his massive shaft. He kept thrusting as he walked forward and kneeled on the bed between her legs - towering above her as he put her shoes in their place.
 
Suddenly he pulled out of her sneakers and grabbed her legs from behind the knees. Lifting them up, he plunged his rock hard cock into her waiting pussy.
 
The feeling was simultaneously exactly what she had been longing for, and not at all what she had expected. She had never had a dick this big, and it felt amazing. This chiseled man, her professor, was fucking her silly while she wore the sneakers he had cum in mere hours ago. But at the same time, she missed watching him fuck her shoes.
 
As quickly as he began to fuck her tight little pussy he pulled out, and she saw and felt at the same time that he was about to cum. He knelt over her, still stroking his 8 inch cock, arched his back, and began to shoot ropes of hot sticky cum at her - the first shot hit her right in the stomach, then another more powerful blast landed right between her eyes. As his aim improved, he landed a shot each in her Cloudmonsters beside her face, and in the Nikes sitting perched on her firm tits. His work was incredible, and Jess could barely contain her excitement. As Mr. Smith came all over her Jess begged for more. “YES MR. SMITH! Cum for me and my shoes! Fill them up and cover me in your hot sticky load!”
 
Her urging brought him to his final spurts, which dripped down onto her stomach and began to run down to her pussy. He picked up her Brooks from the bed, and used them to wipe up the mess.
 
He stepped back to examine his work, and as he did so, he pulled the Nike Pegasus off Jess’s right foot, slid his cock into it, and wiped his dick clean before sliding the sneaker back on her foot.
 
“Now Jess. This is the kind of thing you should expect from now on. Is this worth it for a good grade?”
 
“Oh yes, Mr. Smith. Whatever you want, I want to give you,” she replied.
 
Mr. Smith bent down, pulled his pants back on, and walked to the side of the bed just beside where Jess’s head was resting. He picked up one of her Cloudmonsters, tipped it to the side, and let some of his cum roll out over the heel and right onto Jess’s face. She immediately reached for it with her tongue, wanting nothing more than to taste his sweet load once again.
 
Mr smith smiled, put her sneaker down, and untied her hands. He put his belt back on, and stepped away from the bed. Jess had hardly moved - she imagined that Mr. Smith would have more instructions for her.
 
“Now Jess - the old terms of our deal still stand, too. You must show up to my class every day, wearing your sneakers with no socks. But you may choose to wear any of the pairs I have cum in. But now every day I also expect you to bring with you another pair that I have not yet fucked to my office after class. If I like them, I will take them and give them what I believe they deserve. Then, I will bring them back to you here, and make you wear them while we do this again. If I don’t like the ones you bring, you will be punished. I’ll see you in class shortly - choose your sneakers well.”
 
And without another word or even giving Jess time to answer Mr. Smith turned on his heel, walked to the door, and left.
 
Jess was left speechless. So much had happened in the last 15 minutes that she needed to wrap her head around. She was still lying on her bed, covered in her professors cum and buried in a small pile of her own sneakers which were also full of his hot loads.
 
How much further would Mr. Smith go? And what pair should she bring to his office to become his next victim?

[nikefan]

Amazing story, please continue!! Would love to see some stinky trashed white leather airmax 90s for Mr. Smith to sniff and cum in