Everyone has a legendary story in their heart

Those infinitely close to reality

This article is purely fictitious. Any similarity is unfortunate.

For a while, I was interested in non-mainstream sex, and I also communicated with a few people in the alphabet circle, listening to their stories and writing about their love affairs.

Because of the ruler (no) degree (porn) relationship, the article on Garlic was harmonized. But on Weibo, those few erotic articles continued to ferment, so they provoked many TikTokers who didn’t know the truth and enshrined me on the altar of S.

In addition, I also collected some little fragments about unknown alternative sexual fetishes such as fetishism, ice love, eroticism, etc., but these are not as interesting as the story I am going to write today.

Friendly reminder: It is best not to eat while reading this article. Otherwise you will be like me and lose interest in certain foods.

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"Do you know how to sweep buildings and apply glue?" I was very excited when I received this private message.

It just so happened that not long ago, when I was writing a serious plan, I searched for this special sexual fetish group in order to illustrate the "Sweeping Floors (stuffing flyers under the door cracks)".

They get pleasure from special behaviors such as searching, touching and slipping. There are some shoe cabinets placed in the corridor. Those shoes that take off with warmth and smell are their teachers.

Because the pictures were too shocking, I didn’t have the courage to dig deeper after knowing this group briefly. Finally, someone from this group of people came to the door—Xiao Cen.

"I fell in love with the owner of these shoes."

"If you don't tell me, I will go crazy." Xiao Cen said.

"I hope you can understand me. You won't discriminate against me." Xiao Cen looked very nervous during the intermittent private message communication. At that time, he did not tell me the specific story, but repeatedly emphasized that he was not a pervert.

"Just think of me as the Ningxia version of Li Yinhe, okay?" I said, feeling impatient after several exchanges.

After three days of no news, I thought Xiao Cen finally gave up his desire to talk.

Xiao Cen didn't contact me until he arrived in Yinchuan. At that time, I was chatting with Luo Bao about this.

"This is a living version of 'Miss your white socks and the smell of your shoes.'" the steely man sang without mercy.

Out of the caution of a weak woman, I had sex with Xiao Cen with carrot noodles.

Before, I had never imagined what this group looked like, and after that, I was convinced that they might be everyone around us.

Xiao Cen always wore sunglasses, so I couldn't see his eyes. He is thin, with a square face, prominent cheekbones like small mounds, slightly dark lips, and no smile. He was wearing a blue T-shirt with strange letters printed on it, a pair of black white track pants, and very clean white shoes. Like an insignificant student, simply plain and simple.

We met at Koudai Coffee in Yuehai Xintiandi, sitting by the window to be isolated from the world.

He never took off his sunglasses, and I felt like a reporter for a legal program.

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I don’t know when Xiao Cen started his career as a house sweeper.

At the beginning, I just swept the building and did not apply glue.

He paid great attention to the girl's shoes. The feet wrapped in the shoes were connected to the slender ankle bones. When the high heels landed on the somewhat bumpy ground, there would be a click, and the girl would sway slightly, holding her buttocks in an effort to keep her center of gravity stable.

Tat-tat-tat-tat, neat and crisp, the girls in high heels seemed to be walking up the Champs Elysees from this earth-colored town.

"We still have a lot of people who put shoe racks outside their houses, so I have a lot of opportunities."

"No one taught me. I once visited my aunt's house. The family downstairs in her house put a shoe rack outside. There was a pair of high heels casually taken off there. They were a pair of black stiletto heels with red soles. I don't know why. , when I saw that pair of shoes, I felt my face turn red, the hair on my arms exploded, and all the blood rushed out. The women in the film suddenly appeared in my mind, with their legs crossed and their feet These were the shoes I was wearing. I was so embarrassed and so embarrassed that I hid in the toilet as soon as I entered my aunt's house. When my mother called me, I felt like she knew something."

Xiao Cen's face was dark and red, he lowered his head slightly, held his hands in fists, and rubbed them back and forth. He was very nervous and kept talking for a moment.

"Later, I always made excuses to go to my aunt's house, and I saw many pairs of shoes by that woman. Pure black, crystal sequins, and pink. When I saw them, I always had the urge to touch, smell, and kiss them. It was so difficult. Restraint. I thought I was crazy."

"In order not to be discovered, I expanded the scope of sweeping the building. At that time, I didn't know what sweeping the building meant. I saw a lot of beautiful shoes, but I didn't like the dirty ones. Some women's shoes were particularly dirty." He looked up. One glance reminded me of my pair of Forrest Gump, I will wash them when I get back! My face was burning badly and I was very confused.

"I was searching for shoes on the Internet and saw some pictures. Some people put ** in their shoes and put socks on. I realized that I am not crazy, there are many people like me."

"I'm sure I'm normal, and I'm getting bolder. The guilt is gone, and there's a sense of tension, which is very exciting." Xiao Cen licked his lips. I caught a glimpse of it and pinched myself.

"It's not like a field battle. It's done hastily." The bitch Luo Bao finally spoke, but God knew he was out of tune as soon as he opened his mouth.

"I don't know, I…have not been with anyone else…" Xiao Cen hesitated.

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"When did you start gluing?" I asked in order to ease the embarrassment (or to make me more embarrassed, black question mark face).

"It started after I met her."

After Xiao Cen understood that the building sweepers were a group, he became bolder. He would sneak to the reconnoitred battlefield in the dead of night, take out the shoes, smell them, touch them, and kiss them, while imagining the gasps of the owner of these shoes. Sometimes when I encounter clean shoes, I will lick them and taste the hormones carefully with my tongue. That kind of tenderness is like treating a real woman, with smooth skin, delicate lips, hard and soft hips, and a waist that is full of hand.

At that time, he didn't glue, he just went home with the desire, looking back at those charming shoes in his memory, smelling the smell between his fingers until his hands were sticky.

"She moved to that community last year. I happened to go to scout the battlefield. When I was going downstairs, I met her going upstairs." Xiao Cen looked out of the window through me, and there was something gentle in his eyes.

"We passed each other and I smelled the scent of her hair. It was very fragrant."

"She was wearing a pair of flesh-colored high heels at that time. She liked flesh-colored shoes very much, and so did I." I forcibly embedded the scene described by Xiao Cen into a pink atmosphere. It seemed that only in this way could I accept the love he said.

"That night, I squatted in front of her house for a long time, looking at the pair of shoes that were taken off her feet. I imagined her wearing these shoes while walking back and forth on the road in Shanghai; she crossed her legs, right foot Quietly rubbing on her left calf; she walked into my world with a click." Xiao Cen shook his head, "I didn't pick up her shoe, but stretched out my hand several times. But I didn't want to be so fast."

"I guarded her for a week. I wandered around her neighborhood, watched her come home, and waited for her to turn on the lights in the house. I also played with other people's shoes, but the ones on her feet were all I could think of. .”

It was getting late, and although this story made me lose my appetite, I still politely invited Xiao Cen to have dinner with me. To suit the occasion, I picked a certain red and ordered small fried noodles.

The story is like those dishes, broken and heavy. I mixed the noodles and vermicelli, waiting for Xiao Cen to describe his love.

"Actually, the next day, I knew she had a boyfriend. They were holding hands, and her whole figure seemed to be hanging on that stupid man. In order to keep up with the man's pace, she walked a little unsteadily."

A week later, Xiao Cen finally couldn't restrain his desire. He plucked up the courage and rushed into the corridor ten minutes after the girl with fish-mouthed shoes came home.

He was no longer cautious and had to remain quiet.

He secretly took the shoes up to the fifth floor. When his hands touched the shoes, he felt the residual warmth from her body. That was the first time he understood the stalkers who followed women and randomly picked up the shoes and socks they had just taken off. Because of the temperature, this object has a human life.

This time, Xiao Cen couldn't hold it in any longer. He finished the first injection while it was still hot, he wanted her scent to stay on him.

The fish-mouth shoes are very useful, and the holes in the toe of the shoes are just enough to wrap him up. From just being able to wrap him up to holding him tightly, everything happened very quickly and slowly. Xiao Cen gained an unprecedented sense of happiness.

After that, Xiao Cen would go to the girl's shoe cabinet every day.

Today it's fish-mouth shoes, tomorrow it's stiletto heels, and the day after tomorrow it's canvas shoes. The girl changed Xiao Cen's firm preference.

"Because I like her, I don't care what kind of shoes they are. Some celebrities choose canvas shoes, preferably with freshly taken off cotton socks underneath. They think they look girly."

Every time after gluing, Xiao Cen would use paper towels to spread the liquid carefully to prevent discovery. Helping her maintain her shoes like this makes her very happy.

"We call this maintenance, it's like painting, it can be taken care of." Xiao Cen said.

"However, no matter how careful I am, after all, I often play with fish mouth, and J spots can already be seen on the shoes. I am also worried, but I am satisfied."

Xiao Cen took a bite of noodles, raised his head and said. The crumbs of noodles are still in your mouth, emmmmm it's a bit rude.

"I can't tell that your teeth are pretty good." Luo Bo said inappropriately. I was secretly happy and stepped on him hard.

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"That day I saw fish-mouthed shoes next to the trash can downstairs," Xiao Cen ignored the carrot and continued, "I can't explain how I felt. I hugged the shoes and ran home. She is mine. I thought so, and felt It was me who was thrown away.”

For several days, Xiao Cen didn't go to the girl's house anymore. He slept with his fish-mouthed shoes in his arms. He glued them without any scruples. He watched himself splashing, but he seemed to have lost some feeling.

There is no more her.

He went to the girl's house again, and this was the last time he walked into that corridor.

In the dead of night, the lights on the 2nd, 4th, and 5th floors are broken, so there is almost no need to worry about being discovered.

He was very excited, as if he were going to meet a lover he hadn't seen for a long time. He had a lot of love words to say, and his fingers, lips, and body were ready to move.

This time he took the risk. In order to have a better experience, he picked up the stilettos that were crooked by the shoe cabinet and walked upstairs. His goal was the place between the third and fourth floors. This way he can better see the shoes that carry her scent, so he can seem to see her.

After a while of trembling, I don't know whether it was because I was too hard or too relaxed, but one shoe slipped off my hand. The movement became clearer at night, and he felt guilty.

He hurriedly picked up the shoes, not caring about smearing anything else, and hurriedly put the shoes at the entrance of the third floor corridor. He heard a knock on the woman's door and a man's voice coming from inside.

"I'm going to see what's going on. I'll beat that pervert to death." Xiao Cen heard the man say this. He turned around and ran upstairs. This was the experience he got from his senior, but his senior didn't tell him. Footsteps give you away.

"It's that coward, pervert!" the man yelled. Xiao Cen's legs were weak and he tried to run, but he couldn't outrun the man.

"I see you're getting impatient! Why don't you play with shoes? You're such a pervert!" The man yelled and slapped him with a palm as big as a cattail leaf fan. Xiao Cen fell to the ground, protecting his head, and the man's feet were smashed down like a rock. .

Many people opened the door to look, and the sound of thin ropes was clearer than the men's yelling. Xiao Cen could only hear it.

"Look at whatever you're looking at. If you don't teach perverts a lesson, go back." Maybe it's a family scandal, and the man doesn't want anyone to get involved. Cursing at his strange neighbors.

"Let's go!" The man grabbed Xiao Cen's collar and pulled him up. "I'll take a picture of you, you pervert, and post it online!" The man said as he kicked Xiao Cen downstairs.

This sentence completely shocked Xiao Cen. He twisted his body crazily and finally broke free. He couldn't be exposed in broad daylight.

Xiao Cen escaped.

As he rushed downstairs, he saw the girl. She closed the door halfway and poked her head out, her face blurred and her long hair hanging down to her chest.

"I've never been to her house again. I'm quite scared. I use my fish-mouth shoes when I miss her, but… I don't have her."

Silence fell.

We were all silent.

Xiao Cen buried his face in the noodle bowl and put flakes of dough into his mouth.

Carrot and I looked at each other.

"This pair of shoes on your feet is a style that many great people like." Xiao Cen whispered to me before we left.

Ahhhhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh! How the hell am I wearing high heels to have sex!

That night, in order to get rid of the depression in our hearts, Luo Bao and I invited Yue to have a drink together and talked about irrelevant things. But I can't let go of Xiao Cen in my heart.

"If the fish-mouthed shoe girl hadn't noticed the fishy nature of this, Xiao Cen's unusual sexual fetish would never have hurt anyone." I said, and Carrot kept silent.

"Xiao Cen's happiness is quite lonely." Carrot still ignored me.

"Idiot!" I couldn't hold it back anymore and kicked him.

"You still have time to worry about other people's sexual affairs, old dog." Carrot said and handed me the phone.

My pair of high heels, which will be loved by seniors, suddenly appeared on Xiao Cen’s Weibo.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!

The caption is still a smiley face.