Short Ugg Experience

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I had only been attending my studies for month or so, there were plenty of women here and there, but none booted like the girl who I was to be seated with in a small group for a pre-class discussion, and she wasn’t even a student, rather a carer.

Then it happened and boy was I the most relaxed and nervous I‘ve ever been in a class except maybe the time I had the quickest fight ever lasting no more than a few seconds, producing enough fists boxers would be proud of, but that's another story for another time.

I didn’t want the dirty old man thoughts to get the better of me. I wanted to forget all of it and come up with some ideas for the group talk we were having and as usual I stayed very quiet choosing instead to relish this rare moment in a classroom. Her skinny legs and feet covered in the finest distressed greyish silver, which perfectly reflected her hoarse eyes, a sort of degrading stance with years of teasing and hurt behind them.

So she starts to brush her legs near my legs, very casually as girls do, then crossing legs begins to take a hold of her, and I notice the Ugg at a closer angle, I can see it tucked into demin, and as much I dislike Ugg I started to realise they carry off a certain quality unlike a staring-at-your-face sexy stiletto, they are casual yet ugly and practical all at the same time. I knew what was coming next.

She started to penetrate my thoughts even more while her Ugg was brushing ever so slightly against the denim covering my ankle. I could barely contain myself, my erection was there, but I kept holding it in. I knew she must be experienced doing this. Her legs kept butting me, and it felt good and nerve-racking and time grinded to a halt, I knew she knew I liked what she was doing, and so kept it at her own pace.

We were seated not so her leg was under a table, which, as much as I would have liked that position, it was not to be, but behind a table at the far end, which just made the whole scenario that much more pleasurable. The sight of her whole body right in front of me, her pen flicking constantly reminded me how much I wouldn't mind seeing her naked with just those Uggs on, and the sound of legs crossing in denim wrapped in boots hitting me right in the face (not literally, I wish!), was my ideal situation, I couldn’t ask for a better one. I was stoked.