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Boot, Tight Belt, Tight Jeans and Leather Jacket Fetish

So I like have a MASSIVE fetish for boots, tight jeans, extremely tight belts and very tight leather jackets. I love lace up ankle boots, heels and knee high boots. I love the look of boots when they’re quite worn. There was a teacher from when I went to high school who always wore in winter a lovely pair of black leather knee high ankle boots. They were very tight and hugged her leg. It was obvious that she had had them for a while because of how worn and tight they were. They weren’t even tall enough. They had buckles at the top and the bottom. She always had them fastened to the last hole and the one at the bottom just squeezed the area around her ankle so so tight. They were quite worn and wrinkled which I quite like the look of for some reason. I remember I would sit in her classes staring at her boots all lesson, hard af.

One time I took this girl I liked out to see a movie. She wore a pink top with some high waisted tight jeans and some very tight black leather lace up ankle boots. She had had them for years and they were too small for her. She had them laced very tight. I remember at one point she bent over right in front of me, her jeans getting even tighter than they already were, plus, she had her phone in her back pocket. I was hard all day.

One time at high school there was this girl that I liked that wore a leather jacket as a part of her drama performance. It fitted her very tight and I was very hard.

Another time at high school a girl wore a green t shirt, tied at the bottom along with a pair of extremely tight high waisted jeans, the tightest I’ve ever seen. They were so stretched out and looked as though they were about to bust. She kept complaining about how tight they were. They only went half way down her calves, and her arse looked amazing in them. I was very hard.

I’ve always had a fetish for extremely tight belts. I remember in primary school, there was a teacher who always wore a belt around her waist, always. It was very tight and it made me oh so happy. I remember there was another teacher at another school who would sometimes wear a dress with a pair of brown knee high high heel boots and a thick brown belt around her waist, which was decently tight.

Yeah, so those are my weird fetishes. I’ve always wanted a girlfriend who dresses in the way I like. Sometimes I ask girls for boot pics and stuff.

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      • Nice post. Not too weird of a fetish. I hope women respect your requests. You touched on something I wonder about. Do teachers, especially middle and high school teachers, realize how they can tantalize us, and make an imprint on our sexual associations and desires ?
        I had a middle school teacher who was a tall woman, great breasts, legs and ass. Her desk had an open front, and she would sit with her legs slightly parted. This was when all female teachers wore dresses, and it was in the age before panty hose, so, they wore stockings with garter belts. I sat on a row right in front of her, and watched without comment, wondering what color panties she would have on, each day. One day, a guy a few seats behind me got in trouble for talking and she asked him to share the conversation with the whole class. He laughed and said, " I was telling Lonnie how you're shooting us down, everyday !" The class roared laughter. The expression " shooting down" meant, you saw panties when they re-crossed their legs, or, spread them. She barely batted an eye and asked a girl on the front row, " Can you see my panties ? " The girl reddened and said " Yes m'am." She tilted her head a little and asked, " What color are they ? " The girl got more red and stammered " Pink...umm, or purple " The teacher gave a thin smile and said, " Lavender, actually. " I wanted to kill the guy behind me, and figured she'd have a new desk the very next day. But, no, that's not what happened. The next day she came in, sat, and parted her legs more than usual. I peeked, and was confused, a little. Brown panties ? Black ? The front row girl, turned to me, very red, and said, " No panties ! " Sure enough, it was her bush on display, and peering hard enough, you could make out the line of her vagina. From that day, forward, I've always loved hairy pussy, stockings and garters.

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