We were down by the marina and decided to have shoe kicking contest on who could kick their shoes the farthest without them going into the water. Needless to say I kicked my shoe into the water and had to watch it float away and sink. I was kind of hoping that would happen. Realizing one shoe was useless, I kicked my other shoe into the water. I then faced the reality of having to go home in my socks.
Author – John
I’m in class last week and I’m wearing timberlands . I don’t usually like to wear boots to school but I didn’t care today and because it was a lazy day and my boots are ragged and used for work. There dirty Inside and out and make my socks really dirty and smelly. the laces are barely tied on one boot because my buddy’s dog tore my boot off my foot and chewed on the lace on another occasion. That’s whole other story in itself. I sit in the back row and there’s a boy in the front who i think likes feet just as much as I do. I didn’t have much of a clue of that then but I was relaxing and stretching my feet out . He always teases me and jokes that someday I’ll lose my boot if it’s not tied on tight. I didn’t really think much of it and I knew he wouldn’t try anything during class. Well on this day I had forgot I had owed him some money from the day before and he felt obligated when the teacher wasnt looking; to reach back and grip my boot heal while still acting like he was working on his assignment. I knew he got a kick out of this and some of the other classmates just giggled and stared at his antics . I was completely caught off guard and it was getting more embarrassing by the moment. If I told the teacher we would probably both get in trouble for disrupting the class . He knew I owed him but I couldn’t believe he was really trying to pay him self with my boot .. I didn’t find this amusing. Lucky for him he was tugging on the heal of the boot with the torn lace. My foot was practically wet from sweat because of how thin my socks were, my boot felt like it was sliding off like butter. It was a fight to keep it on. He knew what he wanted and he wasn’t giving it up . He had a smile on his face and I was just embarrassed. People were giggling still and the teacher looked around the room and was curious about the small commotion she heard. After not seeing anything of interest it got quiet and she went back to her work. He was still tugging on my boot and I was resisting but all the while my foot was coming out of the boot more and more . I finally pushed up on the boot and got my foot wedged in there a bit better and he saw that and reached around quietly and began to fully unlace my boot . At that point he tugged very lightly and the boot slid off into his hand. I immediately retracted my socked foot and hid it behind my other booted foot. My boots were ragged and worn so the smell from the other boot coming off was in the air . I knew he was getting a kick out of this. I could tell the other students were eyeing my feet up and it was embarrassing showing off my white socked sole. I noticed he kept the boot in his desk and acted like not much happened. He knew we had to present this day and he wanted to see me up at the class room in one boot and a socked foot. I had no choice but go up and present in my shoeless state. It was humiliating and the teacher didn’t know what to say . Not to mention they could probably smell my foot funk. When I got back to my desk I noticed my boot was wedged in his desk anymore. My heart dropped because I had a feeling I wasn’t going to get my boot back now . He told me at the end of class he was keeping it as a souviner untill I payed him his money and even then he still might keep it at interest. I Could not believe this .
Author – Leon
Some years ago I was travelling with a school friend by train to a walk in a country park some way out of town. Being bored with the journey we started to play around mock fighting. At one point I was laying on the seat keeping my friend at bay with my feet. He suddenly grabbed my foot and pulled my shoe off. He held it out of the window balanced on his finger just as the train went over a set of points and lurched violently. My shoe slipped off his finger and fell onto the track. I had to spend the rest of the day with only a right shoe, which my friend found very amusing. I, of course, found it very exciting and got quite aroused being looked at by people. I got a telling off when I got home but I just wanted to do it again just for the thrill!
Author – Al Wunshu
From the age of about eight I repeatedly dreamed about being chased and losing a shoe and having the embarrassment of going home with only one shoe. I found this very exciting. At that time it never happened to me, so I would hide other boys shoes and get excited seeing them look for them in socked feet. One day a bunch of us were at the local park and having fun rolling down a hill in long grass. I let one of my shoes come off as I was rolling down and then had to look for it in the long grass. One of my friends thought this was fun and did the same and some of us looked for his shoe. I found it, but I hid it under my sweater; it was a soft leather school shoe and easy to hide. My friend was getting more and more anxious not being able to find his shoe, and it was getting late so I said that he would have to go home without it. He eventually agreed and I got really excited seeing his discomfort walking home with one shoe on. I intended to give him the shoe back once we got to his house, but unfortunately we met his mother on the way and he had to explain about losing his shoe. Then I couldn’t own up to the prank in front of his mother so I kept the shoe and the incident was never mentioned again. A couple of years later I wore his shoe with one of my own and ‘lost’ his and walked home with one shoe on. I got very excited!
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At a birthdayparty the birthday-girl kept a no-shoe-rule in her house. Even now she invited lots of people. Everybody sticked to the rule inside the house. She lived in a tiny apartment, and there was no smoking inside, so people came and left all the time. Still people coming back inside still took their shoes off. Then when it got later and most people were at home already, some guy wanted a smoke but couldn’t find his shoes. Funny thing was that all the shoes at the door had disappeared. Even the ones belonging to the birthday-girl.
First we thought nothing of it, just a prank. We started searching but our shoes weren’t inside the house. We then went outside (in socks) to look if they would be there, but again nothing. Still we were almost sure it was some form of a prank, but as a couple had to leave to catch their last bus, their shoes didn’t come back at all. When they both left (without shoes) the rest of us realized our shoes were lost. Poor birthday-girl lost a small fortune in shoes, the rest of us only one pair each. I still have no clue on where our shoes went, or who took them. I do know we all went home without our shoes.
Author – Steve
I went to old navy yesterday and as I was looking at clothes from shirts to socks, I was occasionally trying on some. There was a women out side the dressing room taking note of what people brought it in and out. I walked past her and went into a room to change. As I was in there I was getting excited thinking what would happen if I left my shoes in the dressing room as I left. I get very excited and aroused when playing with my shoes. I wanted to see if I could walk the store in my white thin socks and come back to get my shoes. I figured they would be there when I got back considering they were pretty beat up. I was getting aroused just thinking about it. I slowly slid my socked feet out of my loafers and left them in the corner of the dressing room. Walking out I gave the clothes I didn’t like to the women standing out front. She didn’t see my feet and if she did she didn’t say much, I would of been blushing and embarrassed . I kept walking around the store and got glances and weird looks because of the sock show. I tried to stay away from crowded sections for the most part because my socks were filthy and worn and it made it even more embarrassing going around people and having them stair at my worn socks. After 15 or 20 minutes of browsing in my stocking feet i decided to go back and get my loafers and leave . As I entered the dressing the room no one was in the room I had left them in but when I got in there they weren’t there!? I quickly panicked as I had taken the bus to get there and I would have to humiliate my self riding shoeless in thin white stockings on the way home . I quickly went up to the women out front and asked if she had seen my loafers . To my surprise she said she actually picked the pair of loafers up and took them to the back of the store to be desposed of because she thought someone had left them and then left the store. I was speechless and she stood staring my at socked feet. She couldn’t help me much longer and pointed me in the direction of the shoe isle and left . I didn’t have enough money for new shoes. I left and rode the bus home . Not a very fun experience at all ..
Author – Leon
I was visiting London and had arranged to meet a friend in the evening and go to the theatre. I’d had lunch so I only wanted a snack in the evening before I met my friend. I walked down to the river and bought a sandwich and sat on the wall overlooking the river. The wall was about two feet wide. I took my loafers off and put them on the wall beside me. A family with two young boys came and sat near me and it wasn’t long before the boys got restless. They started running around and at one point got up onto the wall and were running up and down. They got more excited and adventurous and ran along past me, in the process one of them kicked my shoes. One shot off the wall and into the river, the other one balanced on the edge for a second then it too fell into the river. I watched as they sped away in the fast flowing water. I was angry at first, but then realized that this would be a very interesting evening. It was already too late to buy new shoes; I was in the city meeting a friend and going to the theatre, then travelling home, in my light sand coloured socks! All my dreams come true! My friend didn’t want to be seen with me at first, but got used to it. Quite a lot of people at the theare noticed, but being British, didn’t say anything. When we came out after the show it was raining, so I traveled home in soggy socks. But it was quite an erotic evening!