Chapter 2

Abby awoke the next morning and felt a few strong and conflicting emotions. First she was angry at Tom for taking her shoes behind her back, and for what he had done with them. But at the same time, she couldn’t get over how incredibly turned on she was by it.

Yesterday she had walked into Tom’s apartment after realizing she had forgotten her shoes in his car. She had knocked but got no answer, and when she saw that the door was unlocked, she opened it to look inside. That’s when she saw what Tom was doing. She had stood in the doorway, entranced, watching her neighbor ferociously fucking her beautiful Nikes like there was no tomorrow, and her first real feeling had been to put her hands down her pants and start touching herself. She was so overcome by horniness that she lost her balance and slipped, which caused quite a loud noise - this what had caused Tom to notice she was there.

If Tom hadn’t noticed her, Abby probably would have just kept watching as he continued to thrust his sizable cock in and out of her still-warm sneaker - it was so much hotter than she had imagined, and she had imagined it a lot. Over the last 5 years she had fantasized about her sneakers getting railed by a variety of the men in her life - Tom included. She had curated a massive collection of sneakers and every time she slipped one on, she immediately got turned on. 

That’s why when she saw what Tom was doing she was so conflicted. She needed to see where this was going to go.

She got up and walked to her closet to get dressed. Today she pulled on a pair of grey running tights, a white cropped running tank, and her brand new all white ON Cloudnovas. She then pulled her hair back into a ponytail and walked out her apartment door and straight to Tom’s, where she knocked 3 times, hard.

After a moment Tom opened the door. “Oh, hi Abby,” he said. “I honestly wasn’t expecting to see you again after yesterday.”

“Well, here I am. Can I come in?”

“Of course. Can I get you something to drink?” He asked as he stepped back to let her in.

“I’m okay. But I think we need to talk about what happened.”

“I’m so sorry, Abby. Really. I don’t know what came over me. I’ve only recently discovered my sneaker fetish, and when I saw your Nikes in the car, I just couldn’t help myself.” he said as he sat down at the kitchen table.

“Tom, it’s okay. I’m not mad, just caught off guard. I had no idea you were so turned on by my sneakers - I am too, it’s why I have so many pairs,” Abby replied, taking the seat across from him.

Tom thought for a minute. “So if you aren’t mad, then what did you want to talk about?”

“Well, I guess first I wanted to know what you thought. Did you like my Nikes? Did they feel good?”

“They were incredible, Abby. Truly. Better than I ever dreamed of.” As Tom answered he felt something he wasn’t expecting. Abbys was sliding her foot up his leg, moving it right to his groin. When she got there she started rubbing his flaccid cock with her Cloudnovas.

“Abby, what are you doing?” Tom asked.

“Do you want me to stop?”

“No no, I’m just surprised is all,” Tom said. He proceeded to gently grab Abby’s ankles, guiding her feet to his growing dick. He put one on either side, and began to slide her feet up and down his shaft through his pants.

“Is this okay?” He asked, tentatively.

“Yes. I want you to show me what you want,” Abby replied.

“I think I can do that. Why don’t you come over here?” Tom asked, and gestured to the couch.

The pair sat down opposite each other, and Abby lifted her feet and put her ONs in Tom’s lap. He immediately grabbed her by the ankles and once again started stroking his shaft with her shoes. 

He was now getting so hard that his pants were beginning to look like a small tent held up by a miniature flagpole.

“Abby, are you sure you’re okay with this?”

“Yes, really Tom. I want this too. I want to see what you’re interested in, and I’ll enjoy myself too,” Abby said, as she slipped her hand into her running tights and began massaging her now-wet pussy.

Tom pulled the waistband of his shorts down, freeing his rock hard cock from the prison it had been in, and continued to run Abby’s feet and shoes up and down.

“You can take them off if you want - I want to see what you’re dreaming of doing with my sneakers, Tom.”

Tom didn’t need to be told twice - he was now guided by instinct and desire. He slipped Abby’s white ONs off her feet, and immediately lifted them to his face for a good whiff. As with all her sneakers they were absolutely spotless, with barely any scent, but still he was incredibly turned on.

He pulled his shorts off the rest of the way, slipped one of her shoes on his cock and began fucking her perfect little sneaker.

“Yes Tom - that’s so fucking hot. Fuck my little sneaker for me,” Abby said, as she began to crawl down the couch toward him. She climbed right on top of him, and took the sneaker from his hands and continued fucking his cock with her shoes.

Having Abby fuck him with her own sneakers sent Tom to a whole different level - he started moaning and arching his back - savoring every stroke she made. “Ohhhh Abby, fuck yes. Fuck me with your hot little ONs. I want to blow a big hot load in them! Fuck!”

“That’s a good boy, Tom. Are you ready to cum for me?”

“Yess Abby. Yes. I’m gonna cum in your fucking sneakers!” he screamed. And at that moment his back arched, and he unleashed a firehose of white, blasting pump after pump of his cum into Abby’s perfect white Cloudnovas. 

“Yes Tom. That’s what I wanted.” 

Abby gently pulled her Sneaker off Tom’s cock, before slowly leaning forward and taking his dick in her mouth, and licking all his cum off.

With his cock still in her mouth she looked up and made eye contact with him, and smiled, before drawing away.

“Did you like that, Tom?”

“Absolutely, it’s all I’ve been dreaming of for months. It was incredible.”

“I thought so too. I’m so turned on. Do you think you can help me with that?”

“Abby I’ll do whatever you want - I’m at your service.”

“Good. Now let me show you what I want,” Abby said, before grabbing Tom by the wrist, picking up her shoes, and dragging both of them along into Tom’s bedroom.