Saturday, September 29, 2012

Tassel Loafer Seduction

Ever since I allowed my Alden tassels to take my virginity, they just won't let up and keep trying to seduce me.  Sometimes I let them...

I like to caress them...



...and let them feel how much they turn me on.


They like  to make me feel good!



I can't help but open my legs...


...and let them go to work.


Teasing my sweet spot...aaaaah....


Yes...right there...


Deep, sweet pleasure...




Afterglow!

Thursday, September 27, 2012

Finally...some loafer play!

While I'm not quite as passionate as some of you about seeing a man walking in loose loafers, one thing that DOES arouse my passion is stumbling upon a guy playing with his loafers.  It could be anything from slightly slipping a heel out, all the way up to dangling it with legs crossed.  Usually these sightings occur while he's seated at a restaurant or outdoor cafe, or he could be sitting on a park bench.  I say usually but, even though I'm constantly on the lookout for some shoe play, unlike some other guys on Flickr, I rarely encounter any.

Such was not the case the other day when I came across this bullet-headed daddy...




I loved his Alden cordovan penny loafers (they're just like the pair I own...)




And his sexy, sheer socks...


All I could think about was how much I wanted to inhale the aroma of his sweat mixed with the fine leather. And how I would massage his feet, make him feel really good...and how much I would love to feel one of his wide, sheer-socked feet of his resting on my crotch.


What would you do with this?

Thursday, September 20, 2012

VIDEO: Another Daddy With Loose Loafers

I know a lot of you enjoyed the previous loose loafer daddy video I posted a while back, so I've got some new ones for you.

You've the photos of this handsome daddy's heels popping out of his Alden for Brooks Brothers tassel loafers in my previous post, now you can them in action.

Let me know what you think!







Tuesday, September 18, 2012

What Is It About Loose Loafers?

I'm learning a lot from this blog. And one of the things I've discovered is that there are A LOT of loafer lovers who go crazy for loose loafers and the men who wear them. Personally, seeing a guy walking down the street with his heels popping out doesn't really give me a sexual thrill.  I don't care if the loafers are loose or not - I'm more about the shoe and  the overall look of the man who's wearing it.  Still, when I do see a pair of loose loafers in action, I'go out of my way to capture them. Why? Just for you!

I'd crossed paths with this daddy and his Brooks Brothers tassels before so I knew his loafers offered plenty of action...and I went out of my way to share them with you, so I hope you enjoy.

What is the allure of loose loafers? Why do they turn you on?



He would have caught my attention, loose loafers or not. I love his mature, masculine look and his lean, toned body. I'm guessing he's a former military man.
 
 
He walked so fast it was hard to keep up with him.
 
 
I took countless shots with my (slow) camera phone before I finally captured the shot!
 
 
 


There was such a gap at the heel, it looked like his loafers were a size too big.

Saturday, September 15, 2012

Loafer Lust on Business Trips

A recent business trip required me and my colleagues to man a booth in an exhibit hall.  These events are always filled with hot, alpha male sales guys, most of whom range in age from about 25 to 50 - in other words hungry, young studs to hot, sexy daddies - and this conference was no exception. The dress was business casual and, while some of them wore suits, most wore dress slacks or khakis and sport coats.  Best of all, the majority of these guys also happened to be wearing loafers - horsebits, tassel, moccasins, and penny. And sometimes there are five or six of these guys manning a single booth - heaven!

One sales guy in particular was the object of my desire. He was a young, dirty blond bull, about thirty and beefy, with a strong chest, the beginnings of a gut, thick thighs, and a big, meaty ass. Probably played football in college.  Day One he wore black slacks, a blue nylon polo that outlined his solid pecs, clinging to his juicy nipples, and stylish black (Kenneth Cole?) loafers. Day Two was a pair of tan dress slacks, blue shirt, navy blue blazer, and brown horsebit loafers...I couldn't keep my eyes off him each time he passed. I wanted to get some good pics of him (and his loafers) but between actually working, being surrounded by coworkers, and lots of floor traffic, it was virtually impossible but...

Sales bull and his trendy loafers.
And the sales guys weren't the only ones wearing loafers...some of the conference attendees provided an eyeful as they paraded down the aisle past our booth.  At this particular conference, the men in loafers tended to be older, business casual daddies who had risen to the top of their field- again, lots of eye candy but, under the circumstances, mostly unphotographable. I did, however, manage to secure a spot next to one of the business casual, tassel loafered daddies during one of the breaks.


Putting my best foot forward.  That's me in the Alden cordovan penny loafers.

Conference daddy and his tassel loafers.
My imagination always runs wild at these events. Everyone is away from home and hotel rooms with king-sized beds are just a short walk and an elevator ride away.  Sexy sales bulls have been sweating up their loafers and their tired feet are in desperate need of attention. Hell, they might even let you give them a blow job and, before you know it, they're spreading their legs so their sweaty buttholes can be eaten out. They grunt and groan, demanding to have their needs taken care of. And some might even let you fuck them...after all, the wife will never know...

Thursday, September 6, 2012

Losing My (Loafer) Virginity


Though I had been been admiring and lusting for Alden loafers for more than two decades, I’d never owned them.  Last Christmas, I bit the bullet, went to the Alden store and finally decided to treat myself to a pair.  Even though they didn’t fit me like a glove, the desire was so strong I splurged and shelled out the $600 for a brand new pair of cordovan tassel loafers.


My first Aldens
 

The first day I wore them to work, I didn’t actually put them on until I got to the office.  It was hard to concentrate because I’d frequently stop what I was doing to look at and admire them. Such a gorgeous shoe…and they were mine!  As I walked in them I could feel the hard shell cordovan surrounding my feet. They were a little tight and pinched my feet, but I didn’t mind.  The sensation only served to remind me that I had on a pair of one of the finest quality shoes around.

 

With every step I took, I could feel the tassels bouncing and tapping the top of each loafer and sending a tingle through the top of my socked foot inside. Under my desk I would slip my heels in and out, and let my toes explore the insoles, with my big toe tracing the Alden logo on the heel pad.  Wearing these loafers made me feel so sexy and I had the bulge in my trousers to prove it.


Under my desk
 

By the time I got home, my feet were a little sore but, somehow, the pain was pleasure. I went up to my room, turned on my laptop and started looking at photos of some of my favorite loafer daddies.  My laptop was on top of my dresser so I was standing and, as I skimmed through the pics I had taken of businessmen in loafers similar to mine, still standing, I unfastened my trousers, took my already hard cock out, and started stroking.  I started rocking back on forth on my heels, looking down at my beautiful new tassel loafers. I began to imagine another pair of Alden tassel loafers in front of mine – a pair belonging to a big-footed, big dicked executive… My dick had started to ooze and my breaths were coming quicker.  My fantasy had me horned up big time.  I let my pants drop to my ankles and I stumbled to my bed and ended up on my back, kicking of my pants.  I let my foot slip out of my right loafer and watch the shoe dangle from my toes as I continued to stroke my rock hard cock.  My Aldens were making me so hot, making me feel so sexy…I lifted my leg in the air, loafer still dangling, and I took the shoe into my left hand so as to leave my right free for stroking.

 

I held my loafer to my face, taking in every detail of the craftsmanship…the stitching, the curve of the vamp, the tassels.  I inhaled deeply and let the aroma of new leather fill my nostrils. I caressed my nipple with the tip of the sole. My loafer was seducing me…and making me do things I had never, ever, done before.  I was on my back, my feet up in the air, legs open.  Still wearing my left loafer and my ribbed cotton socks, I spread my legs a little more to ready myself.  I wanted to give myself to my loafer, and I wanted my loafer to take me.  I took the shoe that I had used to caress my body and placed in between my legs.  I let the toe of the sole rest on my balls and started gently tapping them with my loafer. I let the sole massage my already tight balls but I wanted more.  I wanted my loafer to fuck me…I let the toe caress my bare asshole…oh, yes, it felt so good…so…fucking…good.  I thrust my pelvis up and down while looking at my beautiful loafer, Alden logo in plain sight, and I started to moan.  My loafer was fucking me and I was coming…crying out while my body went into spasms of the most intense orgasm I’d had in a long time.

 

When it was over, I lay there…spent.  As much as I had admired and lusted for loafers over the years, I had never, ever, done anything sexual with a shoe.  I’d never engaged in any sort of shoe play alone or with another person.  This was my first time…I’d allowed myself to let go and do what seemed to come naturally.  I’d lost my loafer virginity and found myself wondering where this would lead me.

 
What was your first time like?  How did you lose your loafer virginity.

 

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

A New Beginning - Returning to Loaferotica

I’m back! And I hope that I can make Loaferotica is better than before.

When I started doing this a little over a year ago, my primary goal was to explore my “thing”for loafers and the men who wear them.   And, during the past year, I’ve heard from many others who have their own thing, and who’ve shared some of their experiences.   I hope these exchanges will continue.

Moving forward, I want to keep this blog going and to post more frequently.  In order to do that, I'm going to expand the scope a little.  I’ll be writing about the Four Ls:  Life (my sexuality and related experiences), Likes (random things that make me happy), Lusts (stuff that turns me on…and a few things that me off!), and, of course, Loafers (the L that started it all!).  And I want to hear about your Four Ls, so don't hold back.

One of the things that held me back from posting was a tendency to overthink my writing.  Well, I’m going to try to throw caution to the wind, let it rip, and let the chips fall where they will, and I hope you'll do the same.

I'm ready to get stepping...



 ...and I hope you'll come along with me for the ride!