Peyton List Bare Feet Novels & Stories

~Corey’s Point of View~ Pearl fell asleep in the hot tub she was the cutest fucking thing I’d ever seen. But cute wasn’t really the best word, she was a real woman. No offense to Trey’s wife Bailey but Pearl ain’t a teenager. She’s all curves, perfect tits and a nice round ass. Thighs I’d kill to suck on every night and the tiniest little feet. I’d never paid much attention to feet, they’re usually not that appealing. But when she threw off her shoes and ran around the studio barefoot all I could do was stare.

I look at them in shock then act again to be thinking. I smile and look at the crowded dance floor. “I supposed I can manage without these freaking heels.” I said and they laugh. They all gasp when I hold into Benjamin’s shoulder and begin to unclip the lock of my open-toe heels and take off both of them. I set it aside underneath the table before us. I stand before them barefooted and I let go of the dress I am pulling up so I won’t step into it covering my bare feet.

Greta didn't answer she winced at the pain in her feet. "What the fuck? why are you barefoot? where are your shoes? Greta grimaced, "I think I gave them to the homeless..... ******

he stretched his hands to her and she rushed to take it after which he led her away from the car. As they did, Zendaya regretted her decision to wear those heels as they were hindering her from running. She wasn't a fast runner to begin with and the heels plus the rain were doing nothing but slowing not only her down but Jayden as they kept digging into the soil. “Jayden wait,” she said and he stopped to look at her. She immediately took her heels off and placed them aside. “You can't run barefooted,” he frowned. The chances of her stepping on something and injuring herself was high, and he didn't want that to happen.

Peyton explained resting her head on my thigh. I looked him again. He wore black jeans that had way too many buttons, shining stones and chains. His hair was spiky, he had tattoos running through his arms and peaking out of his shirt. His face was all beardy; he also had lip, ear, and nose piercing. Plus his eye was blood shot red. I nod, "he truly looks crack head."

He looked surprised when he noticed that I was barefoot. I was in a hurry to leave so I didn't even realize that I was barefoot. It was embarrassing. "How come you're not wearing any shoes?" "Huh? The ground feels nice underneath my bare feet," I made up an excuse. "Aahhh..." I squealed. I was surprised that I was suddenly up so high as Alistair lifted me off of the ground. My arms reflexively wrapped around his neck as he carried me in his arms. Somehow, my body had gotten used to his touch..

I didn't want to be a complete ditz. “Yeah,” I answered. The pain was fading, but it still hurt. “I just stepped on something sharp.” Aiden dropped to his knees a took my foot in his hand. His gentle fingers probed my flesh and I had to put my hand on his shoulder for balance because he was making my world spin with want. “You're barefoot again,” he chastised gently. “It doesn't look like you broke the skin, though. You have something against shoes?” “You're just as barefoot as I am,” I informed him. “Besides, who goes swimming with shoes?”

Sweet Pea Guun heard Brene Brian let out a groan, speculated that he might be injured, and quickly said: "It's me, don't move first." “Well……” Brene Brian endured the pain, obeyed and stood in place. Sweet Pea Guun turned on the living room light, clearly seeing the situation with Brene Brian. Brene Brian wears long pants, it's the feet that don't wear anything, on the instep of the foot there is an indistinct burn, there are several places where the glass shards cut a few bloodstains. Sweet Pea Guun without delay, walked in front of Brene Brian, picked him up, and placed him on the sofa.

Two minutes later, Aiden asked "are you done?" "What are you not telling me?" Aiden sighed. "They are unfounded…" "What. Are. You. Not. Telling. Me?" "I'm coming over. I'll tell you in person." ***** Maddie pulled off her shoes and sighed in relief. Shoes were a torment. Tight, pinching shoes, hell itself. She heard somewhere that in the beginning man walked barefooted and naked, until a wimp of a man and greedy-eyed woman fell. If she got her hands on them, she was going to wrong their necks.

“Dad didn’t say.” “What do Triquetras do?” Cameron kicked off his shoes. “F-k the same woman,” Rhett leered as he rose to his feet. He ground out his cigarette under foot, before stepping on the side of his sneaker so that he could pull his foot free. His feet were as pale as the rest of him, his skin seeming to glow in the night. His feet were oversized showing the promise of a growth spurt in the near future, long boned, and oddly innocent looking in contrast with his expression. “Which we do already.”