At eighteen, my fetish for women's penny loafers was very active. Of course, as mentioned in my earlier story, OLD MAINE TROTTERS, the objects of my fetish were the venerable women's penny loafers, Old Maine Trotters. All my girlfriends wore them during this period, yet when not with them, I had a desire to have my own pairs. Moved by this desire, I easily found them at high-end shoe stores. I not only wanted them for masturbation, but I also wanted to wear them. Accordingly, I planned to buy the woman's loafer a size larger.
I always got very excited when entering a woman's shoe salon. Because of their popularity, there were loafers, especially Old Maine Trotters, displayed everywhere. Once, at Bloomingdale's, I picked up a black Trotter that gave me an instant erection, and my voice cracked when asked by the salesman if I could be helped. I held up the loafer and haltingly asked for the same shoe in a brown size 10. When he left for the stock room, I squeezed the loafer's soft leather and rubbed it against my cock. My heart pounded with the prospect of having my own loafers. He returned with the box and opened it. He handed me one of the loafers. The smell of new leather hit my nose as I inspected the sensual shoe. My cock was now rock hard, and I could not wait to pay and take the loafers home.
Assuring him that my 'sister' would love the shoes, I produced the cash and left. In the parking lot, I ripped open the box and thrust my feet into the Old Maine Trotters. The feeling was electrifying. My loafered feet mashing the brake was so sexy, my balls ached and precum stained my khakis. Driving home, I took off one of the loafers and held it up to my face. I caressed, sniffed and licked the loafer before putting it back on.
In a deserted parking lot, I stopped and got out of the car. I shuffled, wiggled and crushed my loafers while staring at them all the while. Back in the car, my anticipation for home and masturbation was fervent. Again, while driving, I took off a loafer. With the same hand, I unzipped my fly, and a hard penis popped out. The precum was everywhere and very sticky.
I rubbed the soft leather along my cock and wiped the cum with the loafer. I sniffed it again. The smell of new leather and my cum was intoxicating. I had an area not far from my house where I could be alone with my loafers. Eventually, it would be the hiding place for dozens of pairs. This time, I took off the loafers and began massaging them. Then, I grabbed one and hung it off the end of my stiff penis. This shoe play was fun. I also 'fucked' the loafer for a few minutes by pushing my hard cock in and out of the soft leather. At last, I ejaculated with an explosion that shook me. A torrent of semen gushered out and sprayed the beautiful loafers which I held in the other hand. With the climax finished, I rubbed the cum into the leather and slipped my feet back into the soft damp shoes. This process soon made me erect all over again.