So, I'm not a writer. I have no idea what I'm doing. But, uh, here's a very short first person sort of thing I wrote that I would love some feedback on. I really need to learn how to include quotes into a story: here I just put them in the middle of the paragraphs, but I know there's a better way to do it so that it flows better.

Any and all constructive criticism is appreciated. Thanks ahead of time!

No Title as of yet...how about Boot Humper?


“If you’re so eager, why don’t you come hump my boot?”

I froze, completely caught off guard, contemplating the seriousness of her tone. I wasn’t able to think for long before “It wasn’t a suggestion slut. Come here.” The stern quality of her voice sent shivers down my spine and I quickly did as I was told.

I knelt down in front of her, biting my lip as I glanced up at her face, trying to read her expression. Her lips were smiling, but her eyes were stern and held in a soft scowl. I swallowed, my mind still trying to catch up to what I had just been asked to do. She sat completely still and quiet as I scooted forward and mounted her left boot. My cheeks and neck flushed and I gently wrapped my fingers behind her knee for balance.

My heart was racing as I lifted my eyes up to her face searching for approval. “Like this?” I asked softly, trying to keep my voice steady. Her eyes narrowed and her jaw tightened and she shook her head. I’d done something wrong. I let go of her leg and my hands began to sweat. My insides rolled and my mind raced, quickly trying to amend my mistake.

Realizing what she must want, I spun around and rested on my hands and knees. I gently pressed my cunt to the tip of her boot. Without turning to look at her, I braced myself and asked again “Like this?” She thrust her boot forward so that my cunt was pushed up against the strap that went around the ankle of the boot. I gasped and braced myself on the floor, my face beet red.

“Head to the floor slut” she said. My stomach lurched at the name calling and I quickly placed my forehead on the floor. Not knowing what to do, I waited, my body vibrating with anticipation until “Well?” The slight hint of annoyance in her voice jump started my hips into motion. I ground my cunt down and back and forth. I let out a nearly silent moan as my cunt, already wet, began to buzz.

I closed my eyes and humped her boot slowly, clenching my inner muscles as I went. I stayed mostly quiet, trying to listen for any noises or commands she may utter. She makes no movements or sounds, leaving me alone to hump her boot.

I sped up as I got closer to orgasm, whimpering softly as my hips cramped. The pitch of my moans and whimpers increased as I got closer, closer to that release. Suddenly she moved her boot away, sliding it back out of reach. I gasped, trying to suppress an incorrigible whimper. I wondered what I was to do; do I beg, do I… Her voice cut my thoughts off, “You will clean my boot when you’re finished.” I paused, panting, unaware that my body was stretching back as far as it would go without actually moving my legs. I swallowed and nodded softly, quickly adding “Yes Ma’am”.

She didn’t say anything as I struggled to stay put, mostly. I was unable to completely stop my hips from gyrating a bit as I clenched my inner muscles, craving contact. I felt the very tip of her boot and I groaned, realizing I could barely reach. “Please”, I begged and I felt her boot slide back into place, firmly up against my cunt. I gasped a “thank you” and didn’t wait a moment before resuming my fervent humping.

Within moment’s I was close again, my breath raspy and my movements slightly jerky. I curled my hands into fists and dug my nails into my palms as I begged “please”. She chuckled and I nearly screamed as I had to stop moving all together; I was too close. I held my clit down firmly on the boot tip, “please may I cum…please?”

Her silence seemed to drag on for forever as I held my breath clenching and trying not to push myself over the edge. “Come” she said finally. My body responded before my mind could even comprehend. I rode her boot and moaned and bellowed as I convulsed with pleasure. It was a long hard orgasm and as I came down off of my high, my thighs and hips cramping, my cunt throbbing, she rocked her boot up and down under me; The motion coaxing my cunt to send shock waves into my extremities.

I relaxed and curled my toes as she rocked, but it didn’t last long. A whimper escaped my lips when she finally stopped. Remembering what I was to do next, my face turned a brand new shade of red. I dragged myself off of her boot, and sluggishly swung around so that I was facing her knee.

Unable to look any higher, I moved forward, bending down. I only paused for a moment before I began to lick her boot. I closed my eyes and scrunched my nose as I tasted my salty self all over the leather. I licked all along the top of the boot and sucked my juices off of the strap. I licked until all I could taste was leather then I wiped my own saliva away with my burning cheeks. I kissed her boot once and uttered a “thank you Ma’am” before lowering my head to the floor between her boots.

There I waited.