thighhighguy

Hi, i use them all the time and they turn up in a plain padded envelope. keep your order under £25.00 and they will not hve to declare whats inside the envelope. (they are very reliable, if you get any problems get one of us lot in the uk to recieve them for you and then send them on) Hope this helps

Hello all, Been a while since I was last here! Does anyone know where I can get the metal bits that go on the toe end of boots? (like some faith boots have) Ann has a pair that are wearing thin right at the front on the sole.(or any other ideas to fix them) I'm in the U.K Thanks, John

Hi, i have added this link theese people are great for heel tips and heels, i use them all the time for my boots and my wifes.

http://www.stiletto-heel-tips.co.uk/shoe_repair.htm

Hope this helps you.

Yes i had to chuckle at the end of that advert. Great stuff:smile:

I was walking down Regent St in London three weeks ago and spotted 4 pairs of overknee boots with at least 5 inch heels all worn over skinny jeans and i saw one pair of Thighboots with same height heels being worn over what looked like lycra legging, Must admit to following her for allmost 10 minutes in the wrong direction to what i wanted to go. It was a great site, she looked stunning. The Trend is high and that for me is great, Bring on the girls in those heels:smile: Oh and the boys.

It has to be tight jeans and Full side zipper Thighboots over the top:smile: Taller the better

Good luck to any older woman that wants to take pride in herself and dress up in leather and heels. When i was 28 i went out with a lady that was 49 for almost 18 months. She wore lots of leather and when she found out what floated my boat she wore even more of it. I took her upto shellys shoes in Oxford st London and brought her a pair of leather thighboots and from that day on she allmost lived in them. She new it turned me on and she loved to do it. This lady is now over 60 and i know that she still dresses the way she did back then and i have an idea that she still has those boots, i might try to find out

For me it has to be the stiletto heel, it is just the perfect look:smile:

Height is important it has to be 4 inch or more, i only wear boots and they have to be overknee or higher. My wife has everything right across the board and looks good in all of them but again i prefer her to wear overknees or taller and again with a 4 inch hell height plus.

Hi and Welcome from another Newbie:smile:

Quite innocently back in i think 1983, I was a typical 15 year old boy living in London. But something happened on this one particular day that had a particular influence on my way of life. I was looking in a shop on the high street when I heard a pair of stiletto heels and as a red blooded teenager of course I had to look round to take a look at the wearer of said heels. What I saw was very difficult to take on board in the split seconds I had so I found myself walking along behind this woman. This woman was wearing a pair of four inch stiletto heels with metal tips ( what a great sound they made) but they were attached to leather boots that disappeared up past the hem of her leather almost knee length skirt. The shafts of these boots almost clung to her legs even though her legs were slim. She stopped to take a look in a shop window, this left me trying to look interested in the fruit and veg shop next door. I got a closer look at her though, she must have been about thirty years of age and was very slim and about five foot eight tall in her heels and wearing a fury bomber type jacket with her handbag slung over her shoulder. All I could fix my eyes on was this pair of boots, I edged closer to see that they had an inside zipper and were leather but even with the tiny slit at the back of her leather skirt I could not see where her boots came to an end. She went to walk on but as she did I sure she looked up at me. Did I keep following or should I walk away? I couldn't I wanted to see if I could see how long those boots really were, maybe as she walks along I will catch a glimpse. I kept following trying to edge closer without making it too obvious. I found myself getting a stiff cock in my almost skintight blue jeans ( well it was the mid eighties lol ) and as I made a habit back then of wearing nothing under them it was quite clear to see. Having walked upto the end of the town without be being any the wiser about the height of these boots I was obsessed with, I found my self now following this woman down a side street with hardly anyone in it, I guessed she was nearing home and I would soon have to abandon all hope of my quest. She started to slow her pace down which put me in a awkward position because to make it not look obvious that I was not following her I would have to walk past her. As I came along side she turned and opened a front gate and walked through. I could not resist and looked back. To my horror or delight I don't know which she smiled at me. I nervously found myself smiling back at her. You were following me weren't you? She said. I stopped in my tracks, well yes I kind of was i muttered back. Why were you following me? Oh I thought what the hell, I was following you because I love your long boots and was trying to see how high up your legs they went. She smiled and now to be even more humiliated she said, yes I can see you like them by that bulge in your jeans. I wanted the ground to swallow me up as I felt my skin turn a brighter shade of red. Well would you like to see how high they go? I smiled as she beckoned me over to her. I was past caring now and walked through the gate that she closed behind me with a smile on her face. The front of the house was sheltered by a tall hedge and she leaned against the low window seal. So you want to see how tall my boots are you naughty boy, well maybe I will give you the chance to see them if you're a good boy. She pulled me in front of her, I was standing directly in front of her and she just kept smiling as she starred at me. She unzipped the fur bomber jacket and as it came open I found that what I thought had been a leather skirt was infact a leather dress that was very tight fitting in all the right places. She asked me if I liked the way she dressed. I think I spluttered a yes. The dress had a zipper that went from the neck to the bottom. At this point her hand went onto my bulge, and she kept telling me that I had been a naughty boy for following her. Her slim fingers were stroking my cock and It was throbbing. Look you naughty boy your all wet down there. Would you like to see some more now, again I think I just about mumbled a yes. I thought she was just going to hitch her dress up to show me her boots but oh no she had other ideas. Slowly unzip me you naughty boy very slowly. I was shaking with excitement and nerves I could not believe what was happening to me. I reached up and started to pull her zip down very slowly as she had told me to while she kept running her fingers over my bulging jeans. As I slid the zip down her black bra came into view and soon was completely exposed, she said nothing just watched me and stroked my cock through my jeans. She was very slim her bra was very small, one of these half cup underwired ones, the cups were tiny with some light padding but no clevage, being half cup I was sure I could just see a little glimpse of nipple, the temptation to flick open the clip at the front of this bra was so strong but I did not want to push my already very good luck . Don't stop she said as I had obviously dwelled on her tits far to long, I continued to lower the zipper past her fla! t tummy until the tiniest little black thong came into view, her pussy must be neatly shaved as the fabric barley covered it. She had a thin leather belt around her waist also and to my amazement her tall boot wer somehow attached to it. (wow) back then i had never seen a pair of thighboots in real life let alone a pair of chap boots. Although this lady was saying nothing I could feel my zipper being slid down now and her fingers were on my cock, she pulled my cock from my jeans just as I saw the tops of her fishnet holdups come into view (this was my first experience of stockings in any form being just a mere teenager but wow was I ready for them) just below her fishnet stocking tops at last I had got there was the tops of her leather boots that extended up the outerside of her legs upto her waist. They really were very tall boots with a zipper that went all the way to the top. I continued down with the zipper a few more inches until it unclipped and her dress came apart. She gave me a gentle tug on my cock pulling me towards her. Do you like my very long boots then naughty boy? She asked. My nerves seemed to by now have gone however I did wonder if any of the houses close by overlooking us could see us. I told her she looked stunning and that I couldn't take my eyes off her from that minute I turned around in the high street. Would you like to spunk over my boots? She asked. Would youl like me to wank your cock against my boots until you shoot your spunk over them? Before I even got a chance to answer she slid my foreskin back and rubbed my helmet against her leather boot shaft. I was just aching to shoot my load and as I had no girlfriend at that time I hadn't shot a load for a few weeks so it was going to be a heavy one. Unclip my bra you naughty boy, no second invitation needed here I took a clip in each hand and pulled the cups away slowly from her tits. Wow as I thought, she had a tiny pair of almost flat but very firm tits with rock hard dark brown nipples. Suck my tit suck my whole tit now, she demanded in a powerful voice, I was losing control after all I was only fifteen I could feel my spunk boiling as she rubbed my cock against her soft leather boot, I leaned forward and easily swallowed up her tiny tit in my mouth and took the liberty of cupping and squeezing the other tit with my hand, she must of liked this as now she started to rub her pussy through her thong with her spare hand, sucked it harder, harder suck my fucking tit bite my fucking nipple, pinch my other nipple. That was it I had gone past that point I could feel myself cumming, I sucked on that little firm tit as hard as I could I pinched and squeezed on her other nipple also, she screamed but im sure it was with pleasure. That was it with her tit in my mouth and her hand firmly wanking my cock against her boots I shot the biggest load of spunk ive ever shot to this day all over both her boots, jets of my spunk just kept shooting over those long leather shafts. You bad bad boy she said, look what you've done to my boots. I stopped sucking on her tit and looked down at her boots that wer splatered allover in spunk. She then smiled and said to me that she had enjoyed that and asked if i had. I said that this certainly was one of my better days. She tucked my still semi hard cock back in my trousers and did up my zipper. Then she clipped her bra togeather and pulled that zipper back up her dress. Would you like to do that again next week? she said, i smiled and all she said was be at the same place same time next week. Well i did meet her the next week, infact over the next four and a half years i must of had around forty to fifty encounters with Sally some were very special and they all involved long boots and lots of leather. I stayed in touch with her upto 1998 and i am the very proud owner of that pair of boots from that first encounter allthough they are now slightly worse for wear. She gave them to me when she upgraded her boot collection a couple of years after i met her, i often think about her and wonder what shes upto now, i have so many good memories of my naughty times with Sally and her boots. Most of these are still so clear in my head as though they happened only yesterday. Could write about Sally for hours but ive gone on enough sorry. Look forward to your comments and thoughts

I went over to Findlay Market again today. I wore a black velour turtleneck, tight jeans, black leather thigh boots with 5” stilettos, and a black leather jacket. That right I finally got one! I am now able to pull off the JeffB look! I still don’t have enough hair for my favorite look.

Without tooting my own horn too loudly, this outfit looked really good. I caught my reflection in several windows and couldn’t believe it was me. I’ll offer special thanks to JeffB and Kneehighs for pushing me into realizing there was a difference in going out and going out looking good.

After parking about a block away from the market, I walked around the outside first, rather than going into the crowd in the market. There were lots of people shopping at the outside stands and I got a few glances. When I got to the stand I was heading for a lady in front of me enthusiastically complemented me on my boots. She asked several questions about them and how they fit. We had a nice chat about tall boots.

I then headed into the marker and got a number at the butcher stand. I was standing around waiting for my number to be called when I heard, “Ooo, I like those boots!” This started another conversation about wearing tall boots. About ten minutes later they called my number and the gal at the butcher stand was exceptionally bright and chatty. I’m sure she had seen what I was wearing when I was standing back waiting and I guess she approved as she hadn’t been that bright with any of the other customers.

I walked back to my car and deposited my purchases then decided to go back and get something else. Needless to say, I was enjoying myself walking around. On the way back to my car another lady (older black) called out to me, ”Take - those - boots - off... Take - them - off”. I took it as a complement especially after she came over to me and felt the top of one of them.

I was flying pretty high so I decided to push a little further and stopped in downtown Cincinnati. I parked and walked two blocks to a Payless and wandered in look around. After a minute the manager walked by and welcomed me to the store and then said, “N I C E!”

I thanked her and went on looking around. I didn’t try anything on but enjoyed looking. I walked back to my car and headed home.

I have wanted a black leather jacket for a long time and finally found one. JeffB, in another thread, offered that thigh boots gave him a feeling of empowerment. That is what the black leather jacket did for me. I absolutely love the look and the feeling I get when I think I look good.

I wish i could go to a market in the uk and get the same reaction as you did, has anyone tried here ? People can be very small minded and cruel when they see something that they dont understand.

Cheers,

Thighhighguy

Hi, great pics, love those black overknees in the first couple of pics.

Hi Marcus, Im New here too, Welcome, Glad to here about someone who got into heels the same way as i did. Look forward to hearing from you. Cheers, Thighhighguy.

Hi All, Just found this site and had to join, Have loved being with women in boots and watching women in boots for many years (too many to remember ) My now wife dared me to wear a pair of Thighboots a few years ago and i have not stop wearing Thighboots for her since:smile: Look forward to taking part in this site and forums. Cheers, Thighhighguy.