Mistress Jessica’s Adventure: Cum Fuck Me Boots

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There was at least one bright spot to the loss of my sexy Boots.  The exhilaration that I felt knowing that another guy was wearing them and doing no telling what in them made me crazy with  excitement.  I continued to imagine all of the decadent and vile things that a grown man wearing high heeled Boots must be doing in them.  He must be masturbating incessantly; maybe he is actually fucking somebody in them; or maybe he is getting fucked in them.  I couldn’t be sure of the details exactly.

My “Come Fuck Me” Boots were made for one reason only – to provoke a sexual response which they had done quite well for me.  Now, they belonged to another Boot freak. The scenarios that played out in my mind entertained my psyche for weeks as I shopped for a replacement pair.  I did eventually buy another pair of sexy, shiny Boots that were even taller and sexier than my first pair.  But as they say, we never forget our first love. 

This new adventure opened another menu in young Jessica’s cross-dressing journey.  The complexity and the imagination of the role play scenarios that I had created in my mind served to help me through my grief at the time.  Little did I know, but this new revelation also greatly enriched my fetish experience.  My Boot Fetish had originated as a mere visual and tactile stimulus, yet looking at and touching the Boots was enough to make me cum. Without the physical touch available, my adoration began to evolve into a complex interactive love affair for Boots, cross-dressing in general, and the behaviors associated with such taboo topics.  Essentially what began as a still life photo was growing into a full fledged movie.  When I looked at my soft porn, or was lucky enough to see a woman wearing Boots in public.

I began to see more than just a sexy pair of Boots, I wanted to know what the Boots would say if they could talk….and in my mind the women who were wearing the sexy Boots were broadcasting what they intended to do in those Boots when they got home.  I began to imagine how much power these sexy leather-clad predators exerted on their prey when they seduced them in the bedroom.  Oh, I wanted that power!      

I desperately needed to expand my fetish wardrobe.  But my budget was small, my range of travel was limited by two 26 inch bicycle wheels, and I felt very self conscious buying things at the same store near my house.  So, I tried to take advantage of every opportunity that presented itself to me.  Luckily, one afternoon my mother handed me a ten dollar bill and asked me to pick up a few things at the department store.  I added the money for a pair of black fishnet stockings, and somehow lost the receipt on my way home.  with a roll of vinyl black electrical tape and a shiny black garbage bag I created Jessica’s first vinyl dress.  It matched the shiny black stiletto Boots perfectly, and the fishnets made the ensemble breathtaking!  Jessica was back and even bolder than before, and Jessica’s Boots had quite an exciting story to tell about loads and loads of cum deposited on them, followed by loving adoration and care to clean them properly.                

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