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Re: A New Converse Fantasy
So I've gotten a few requests for messy Chucks scenes, which normally I'm not into, but I had a little fun in this chapter and got a little foodplay into the mix. I hope you enjoy!
Also, I know it's been a while, but if there are any other requests or fantasies you have, I love hearing about them. I will happily put your ideas in the story too!
Chapter 7
Thursday was a bit more of a struggle for Emily. She had finally decided to break out her brand new black hightops, and had gotten a little more daring by wearing even skinnier jeans. She loved the look of hightops and skinny jeans, especially when the sneakers were crisp and new. She knew it was risky, as she could no longer let her new addition hang down one leg, but rather had to bunch it up in the crotch of her jeans. Still, she was tired of having to dress frumpy, and wanted to feel like herself again.
Unfortunately, the people at school continued to make it difficult for her. Today when she walked in at the beginning of the day, there was more overt sexual conduct than ever. The library was just as quiet as ever, but a group of Juniors had decided to start playing a game where the guys would crawl under the table and start licking the girls’ Chucks, and see how long they could stay quiet. Emily had to tear her eyes away from a blonde whose was literally biting her lip to keep quiet as two boys sucked the toes of her gray hightops. Emily rushed out of the library, already feeling an uncomfortable tightness in her jeans. Knowing the Freshman hallway would be a zoo, Emily took the long way to class, through the band hallway. It was always empty this early in the morning, and would be free of distractions or temptations.
Unfortunately today she wasn’t so lucky. As she passed the band room, she couldn’t help but look inside and see Mr. Fisher, the new band teacher, balls deep in Elizabeth, the student council president. Emily clapped her hand to her mouth to keep from gasping too loudly with surprise. It appeared Mr. Fisher was completely buried in Elizabeth’s asshole, as she bent over a music stand. Emily could also see Elizabeth gently smacking her clit with the sole of one white lowtop while she buried her nose in the other. Emily’s cock definitely began to swell then, and she felt it start to creep toward one pant leg as it grew. She quickly held her books in front of her to cover herself up and ran off to class, the echoes of Elizabeth’s gasps and Mr. Fisher’s moans ringing in her ears.
The next few hours weren’t quite as bad, but it was still difficult for Emily to focus. She could tell she wasn’t going to make it nearly as long as she normally did. Waiting near Emily’s locker, Amy could see that Emily was strained. Emily quickly explained her problem. Thinking quickly, Amy grabbed her hand and pulled her down the hall. Once again, the found themselves in the empty kitchen.
“Amy, what are you..” Emily’s question was cut off by Amy grabbing her and kissing her deeply. Emily’s zipper strained under the force of her cock swelling.
“I’m going to help you get rid of this thing.” Amy whispered, pulling down Emily’s zipper and releasing her throbbing member. Emily let out a sigh of relief and pleasure as Amy’s hand wrapped around her shaft. She leaned back against a counter as Amy slid down to her knees, and took Emily’s dick into her mouth. Amy let her mouth do the work as she worked on unbuttoning her teal blouse. Her perky little breasts popped out of her bra as she unhooked it and dropped it near her shirt. Standing up, she dropped her short jean shorts and pink panties, leaving her naked except for her pink lowtop All Stars. Emily licked her lips as she stared at the smooth sexy body standing in front of her. Amy pressed her bare body against Emily’s and kissed her deeply again. Her hand gently resumed stroking Emily’s shaft, bringing her back up to full attention. Turning around, she lifted a knee onto one of the countertops, and turned back toward Emily seductively. She didn’t have to ask twice. Emily didn’t even pull her pants down, instead choosing to leave her cock sticking out of her zipper, and thrust into Amy’s dripping pussy.
Immediately, Amy’s demeanor changed the same way Louse’s had. Seductive playfulness turned to hunger and desperation. Emily obliged, thrusting hard and fast. Amy had to put both hands on the counter to hold herself steady under the onslaught. Emily’s mouth watered as she continued to bury her shaft in the wet heat of Amy’s snatch. Her new Chucks struggled to keep a grip on the tile floor, and Amy’s dangling sneaker-clad foot bounced in rhythm. Reaching forward, Emily wrapped her hands around Amy and grabbed her breasts. Her fingers tweaked and twisted Amy’s nipples as she continued to pound away. The added leverage was enough to let Emily thrust harder and faster, slamming the tip of her cock into Amy’s g-spot. With a scream, Amy clenched down on Emily’s meat as she began to orgasm. Her clear juices leaked out and splashed on Emily’s new hightops. When she finally relaxed, Emily was able to pull her throbbing rod out. She hadn’t finished yet, and was eager for more. Suddenly, they heard a sound that made them both freeze with terror.
“Well would you look at this. Big freak found a little slutty freak to play with” Linsdey’s voice echoed through the kitchen. The snickers that followed indicated that she wasn’t alone. Amy and Emily turned to see Lindsey and her posse walking through the kitchen. “What’s the matter, Little Amy, did you hear me talking about the freak’s big cock, and you just needed a taste?” The posse of girls snickered again. Once again, they had all dressed with a theme. They all had jean shorts, and tanktops that matched their lowtop Converse. “Well freak, you made a good impression last time, and I think I’d like to see some more.” Lindsey spat. “To start, I think we have a few scuff marks on our Chuck Taylors, why don’t you work on cleaning them off. By the way, don’t even think of putting that thing away.” She pointed to Emily’s sill-erect cock. Furious, Emily sank to her knees and crawled toward the girls. Lindsey held out her white lowtop first. Emily closed her eyes, trying to imagine she was back fooling around with Louise and Amy, and began to lick the shoe clean. Just like in the locker room, she made Emily go over her entire sneaker, plus the sole, twice before making her move on to the next one. As she licked, Emily noticed the unmistakable salty taste of pussy, telling her that Lindsey had used these sneakers before. Soon, she had to move on to Lauren’s royal blue lowtops and repeat the process. Once again, there was a telltale taste leftover from using the sneaker on someone’s pussy. When Emily finished and moved toward Heather’s red lowtops, she heard Lindsey move near her. Lindsey had found the dessert condiments in the kitchen. Specifically, she held a bottle of chocolate sauce. Leaning down, she popped the cap and squirted a zig zag pattern of chocolate across the toe and laces of Heather’s sneaker. Heather opened her mouth angrily to protest, but one glare from Lindsey shut her up.
“Whoops, I spilled.” Lindsey said sarcastically, “You better clean that up, freak.” Emily scowled, but began to lap up the chocolate sauce. “Hurry up, Freak, you don’t want that to stain.” Lindsey commanded. Emily quickly sucked the chocolate off the rubber, and did her best to suck the chocolate off the laces and canvas. There were still a few light brown splotches left behind, but were hardly noticeable. Unfortunately, Lindsey enjoyed watching it so much that she began giving all of their lowtops a quick squirt of chocolate. On Nicole’s, she even threw a spoonful of sprinkles onto the sneaker that stuck to the chocolate sauce. Emily tried to be as thorough as possible. Based on how Nicole was shaking, she had done a good job.
“Well, that was fun. But we aren’t done yet. If Little Amy wants to join in the fun, then let’s oblige her.” Lindsey said with an evil smile. Amy stood, still naked, with her head bowed. Lindsey grabbed a can of whipped cream, shook the can, and placed the nozzle just inside the entrance of Amy’s pussy. Amy’s eyes widened, and she shook her head quickly but it was too late. Lindsey pushed the nozzle and filled Amy’s snatch with whipped cream. She even added a swirl right on her clit. “Don’t you dare touch that. It’s not for you.” Lindsey ordered to Amy, “Now Freak, lay down.” Just wishing this whole thing would end, and wishing she could give her cock a release, Emily laid down on the tile floor. The girls pushed Amy over until she was standing above Emily’s face. “Make sure the freak does this hands-free.” Lindsey added. Nicole and Lauren stepped on Emily’s wrists as the made Amy kneel. Her cream filled pussy was inches from Emily’s mouth. Emily was filled with hatred, but her cock was still sticking straight up like a flagpole, and she was actually really turned on looking at the tasty whipped cream on Amy’s clit. “Dig in” she heard Lindsey say with a sneer. Emily obliged, immediately lapping at Amy’s clit. Amy instantly shuddered and squeezed her own breasts. Emily quickly got all the cream off the outside, and plunged her tongue into Amy’s tight pussy. It was like getting at the ice cream in the bottom of the cone, except the cone was much sexier.
Emily could hear Lindsey and her posse enjoying the sight, but soon felt something else. One of the girls, presumably Lindsey, was pressing the toe of their shoe against her crotch, just under her cock. She desperately wanted someone or something to touch her penis, to get some kind of friction to help her explode, but it didn’t come. Instead, the sneaker clad foot continued to grind against her pussy through her pants. Eventually, her jeans worked their way down so that her vagina was exposed as well, and she felt the cool rubber slide over her moist clit. Her hips gyrated, desperately wanting more, and she went at Amy’s pussy with a new fury. She sealed her lips around the cream filled hole and began sucking out as much of the sweet white substance as possible. Amy shook with another orgasm as Emily’s mouth drove her wild. Meanwhile, the toe on her Emily’s pussy focused in on her clit and pressed hard. As Amy slid off her face, Emily was able to see Lindsey’s white Chuck pressed against her pussy just in time for her to finally reach a climax of her own. Her cock began spewing thick white gobs of cum straight up in a fountain. It rained down on Emily, leaving streaks across her shirt and jeans, and quite a bit landing back on her crotch and Lindsey’s shoe.
“Normally, I’d make you clean this up, but this time I think I’ll keep it.” Lindsey said, admiring her cummy lowtop. “That was fun. I’ll see you around, Freak, Little Amy.” Lindsey shot each of them one more condescending smile before spinning and walking out of the kitchen with her posse in tow, leaving the two girls in a mess on the kitchen floor.
So I've gotten a few requests for messy Chucks scenes, which normally I'm not into, but I had a little fun in this chapter and got a little foodplay into the mix. I hope you enjoy!
Also, I know it's been a while, but if there are any other requests or fantasies you have, I love hearing about them. I will happily put your ideas in the story too!
Chapter 7
Thursday was a bit more of a struggle for Emily. She had finally decided to break out her brand new black hightops, and had gotten a little more daring by wearing even skinnier jeans. She loved the look of hightops and skinny jeans, especially when the sneakers were crisp and new. She knew it was risky, as she could no longer let her new addition hang down one leg, but rather had to bunch it up in the crotch of her jeans. Still, she was tired of having to dress frumpy, and wanted to feel like herself again.
Unfortunately, the people at school continued to make it difficult for her. Today when she walked in at the beginning of the day, there was more overt sexual conduct than ever. The library was just as quiet as ever, but a group of Juniors had decided to start playing a game where the guys would crawl under the table and start licking the girls’ Chucks, and see how long they could stay quiet. Emily had to tear her eyes away from a blonde whose was literally biting her lip to keep quiet as two boys sucked the toes of her gray hightops. Emily rushed out of the library, already feeling an uncomfortable tightness in her jeans. Knowing the Freshman hallway would be a zoo, Emily took the long way to class, through the band hallway. It was always empty this early in the morning, and would be free of distractions or temptations.
Unfortunately today she wasn’t so lucky. As she passed the band room, she couldn’t help but look inside and see Mr. Fisher, the new band teacher, balls deep in Elizabeth, the student council president. Emily clapped her hand to her mouth to keep from gasping too loudly with surprise. It appeared Mr. Fisher was completely buried in Elizabeth’s asshole, as she bent over a music stand. Emily could also see Elizabeth gently smacking her clit with the sole of one white lowtop while she buried her nose in the other. Emily’s cock definitely began to swell then, and she felt it start to creep toward one pant leg as it grew. She quickly held her books in front of her to cover herself up and ran off to class, the echoes of Elizabeth’s gasps and Mr. Fisher’s moans ringing in her ears.
The next few hours weren’t quite as bad, but it was still difficult for Emily to focus. She could tell she wasn’t going to make it nearly as long as she normally did. Waiting near Emily’s locker, Amy could see that Emily was strained. Emily quickly explained her problem. Thinking quickly, Amy grabbed her hand and pulled her down the hall. Once again, the found themselves in the empty kitchen.
“Amy, what are you..” Emily’s question was cut off by Amy grabbing her and kissing her deeply. Emily’s zipper strained under the force of her cock swelling.
“I’m going to help you get rid of this thing.” Amy whispered, pulling down Emily’s zipper and releasing her throbbing member. Emily let out a sigh of relief and pleasure as Amy’s hand wrapped around her shaft. She leaned back against a counter as Amy slid down to her knees, and took Emily’s dick into her mouth. Amy let her mouth do the work as she worked on unbuttoning her teal blouse. Her perky little breasts popped out of her bra as she unhooked it and dropped it near her shirt. Standing up, she dropped her short jean shorts and pink panties, leaving her naked except for her pink lowtop All Stars. Emily licked her lips as she stared at the smooth sexy body standing in front of her. Amy pressed her bare body against Emily’s and kissed her deeply again. Her hand gently resumed stroking Emily’s shaft, bringing her back up to full attention. Turning around, she lifted a knee onto one of the countertops, and turned back toward Emily seductively. She didn’t have to ask twice. Emily didn’t even pull her pants down, instead choosing to leave her cock sticking out of her zipper, and thrust into Amy’s dripping pussy.
Immediately, Amy’s demeanor changed the same way Louse’s had. Seductive playfulness turned to hunger and desperation. Emily obliged, thrusting hard and fast. Amy had to put both hands on the counter to hold herself steady under the onslaught. Emily’s mouth watered as she continued to bury her shaft in the wet heat of Amy’s snatch. Her new Chucks struggled to keep a grip on the tile floor, and Amy’s dangling sneaker-clad foot bounced in rhythm. Reaching forward, Emily wrapped her hands around Amy and grabbed her breasts. Her fingers tweaked and twisted Amy’s nipples as she continued to pound away. The added leverage was enough to let Emily thrust harder and faster, slamming the tip of her cock into Amy’s g-spot. With a scream, Amy clenched down on Emily’s meat as she began to orgasm. Her clear juices leaked out and splashed on Emily’s new hightops. When she finally relaxed, Emily was able to pull her throbbing rod out. She hadn’t finished yet, and was eager for more. Suddenly, they heard a sound that made them both freeze with terror.
“Well would you look at this. Big freak found a little slutty freak to play with” Linsdey’s voice echoed through the kitchen. The snickers that followed indicated that she wasn’t alone. Amy and Emily turned to see Lindsey and her posse walking through the kitchen. “What’s the matter, Little Amy, did you hear me talking about the freak’s big cock, and you just needed a taste?” The posse of girls snickered again. Once again, they had all dressed with a theme. They all had jean shorts, and tanktops that matched their lowtop Converse. “Well freak, you made a good impression last time, and I think I’d like to see some more.” Lindsey spat. “To start, I think we have a few scuff marks on our Chuck Taylors, why don’t you work on cleaning them off. By the way, don’t even think of putting that thing away.” She pointed to Emily’s sill-erect cock. Furious, Emily sank to her knees and crawled toward the girls. Lindsey held out her white lowtop first. Emily closed her eyes, trying to imagine she was back fooling around with Louise and Amy, and began to lick the shoe clean. Just like in the locker room, she made Emily go over her entire sneaker, plus the sole, twice before making her move on to the next one. As she licked, Emily noticed the unmistakable salty taste of pussy, telling her that Lindsey had used these sneakers before. Soon, she had to move on to Lauren’s royal blue lowtops and repeat the process. Once again, there was a telltale taste leftover from using the sneaker on someone’s pussy. When Emily finished and moved toward Heather’s red lowtops, she heard Lindsey move near her. Lindsey had found the dessert condiments in the kitchen. Specifically, she held a bottle of chocolate sauce. Leaning down, she popped the cap and squirted a zig zag pattern of chocolate across the toe and laces of Heather’s sneaker. Heather opened her mouth angrily to protest, but one glare from Lindsey shut her up.
“Whoops, I spilled.” Lindsey said sarcastically, “You better clean that up, freak.” Emily scowled, but began to lap up the chocolate sauce. “Hurry up, Freak, you don’t want that to stain.” Lindsey commanded. Emily quickly sucked the chocolate off the rubber, and did her best to suck the chocolate off the laces and canvas. There were still a few light brown splotches left behind, but were hardly noticeable. Unfortunately, Lindsey enjoyed watching it so much that she began giving all of their lowtops a quick squirt of chocolate. On Nicole’s, she even threw a spoonful of sprinkles onto the sneaker that stuck to the chocolate sauce. Emily tried to be as thorough as possible. Based on how Nicole was shaking, she had done a good job.
“Well, that was fun. But we aren’t done yet. If Little Amy wants to join in the fun, then let’s oblige her.” Lindsey said with an evil smile. Amy stood, still naked, with her head bowed. Lindsey grabbed a can of whipped cream, shook the can, and placed the nozzle just inside the entrance of Amy’s pussy. Amy’s eyes widened, and she shook her head quickly but it was too late. Lindsey pushed the nozzle and filled Amy’s snatch with whipped cream. She even added a swirl right on her clit. “Don’t you dare touch that. It’s not for you.” Lindsey ordered to Amy, “Now Freak, lay down.” Just wishing this whole thing would end, and wishing she could give her cock a release, Emily laid down on the tile floor. The girls pushed Amy over until she was standing above Emily’s face. “Make sure the freak does this hands-free.” Lindsey added. Nicole and Lauren stepped on Emily’s wrists as the made Amy kneel. Her cream filled pussy was inches from Emily’s mouth. Emily was filled with hatred, but her cock was still sticking straight up like a flagpole, and she was actually really turned on looking at the tasty whipped cream on Amy’s clit. “Dig in” she heard Lindsey say with a sneer. Emily obliged, immediately lapping at Amy’s clit. Amy instantly shuddered and squeezed her own breasts. Emily quickly got all the cream off the outside, and plunged her tongue into Amy’s tight pussy. It was like getting at the ice cream in the bottom of the cone, except the cone was much sexier.
Emily could hear Lindsey and her posse enjoying the sight, but soon felt something else. One of the girls, presumably Lindsey, was pressing the toe of their shoe against her crotch, just under her cock. She desperately wanted someone or something to touch her penis, to get some kind of friction to help her explode, but it didn’t come. Instead, the sneaker clad foot continued to grind against her pussy through her pants. Eventually, her jeans worked their way down so that her vagina was exposed as well, and she felt the cool rubber slide over her moist clit. Her hips gyrated, desperately wanting more, and she went at Amy’s pussy with a new fury. She sealed her lips around the cream filled hole and began sucking out as much of the sweet white substance as possible. Amy shook with another orgasm as Emily’s mouth drove her wild. Meanwhile, the toe on her Emily’s pussy focused in on her clit and pressed hard. As Amy slid off her face, Emily was able to see Lindsey’s white Chuck pressed against her pussy just in time for her to finally reach a climax of her own. Her cock began spewing thick white gobs of cum straight up in a fountain. It rained down on Emily, leaving streaks across her shirt and jeans, and quite a bit landing back on her crotch and Lindsey’s shoe.
“Normally, I’d make you clean this up, but this time I think I’ll keep it.” Lindsey said, admiring her cummy lowtop. “That was fun. I’ll see you around, Freak, Little Amy.” Lindsey shot each of them one more condescending smile before spinning and walking out of the kitchen with her posse in tow, leaving the two girls in a mess on the kitchen floor.