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The thrill for us loose slingback lovers, or at least me, is watching the strap get lower and lower. I love to see the strap really low on the heel, and I love to feel that. I love the feel of it slipping off, and I love to watch it slip off and see the strap fling around loosely. I like mules and slides too but for me the thrill of the sling falling does it for me.

Thanks for the site, unbelievable! I love that stuff! I also love wearing slingbacks that have loose backstraps. As fo your d'orsays, are you looking at selling a pair? I live in Australia and its so hard to find a pair that'dfit me, and I'd love the feeling of them flinging on and off.

Does anyone out there know where there are photos of women in loose slingbacks or pumps and d'orsays. These are my favourite things but it is hard to find photos of them, especially slingbacks. I love the photos of women pulling the straps up, and slings riding low on the heel. Anyone got any pics like that?

I saw a woman the other day in a pair of d'orsays with the sides cut out and a heel cup and they were acting basically as slides, believe it or not. They were open toed and when she walked her foot would arch and her heel would rise all the way out of the heel cup and the cup and heel would stay nearly on the ground. Then they would fling really quickly back onto her heel and slap it really loudly. It was incredibally sexy and made great noise. They wouldn't stay on her feet. Either they were too big, which didn't look to be the case, or they were really worn. It was great to know that she probably had worn them like that before and it seemed not to bother her.

I just went and bought a pair of 2 inch slingback sandals. The front straps are crossovers and are up the front of the foot and a lovely long sling comes from about halfway along the sandal. The sling is not adjustable and has an elastic strap at the back of it. My left foot is smaller than my right so my left slings always fall, and this sling falls so tantilisingly slowly! It feels so good! These sandals are the best fit I've ever had. I have managed to find some size 11 shoes about normally there is a slight tigntness initially, especially with sandals, however these run more like a size 12 and fit beautifully.

I love my slings to slip. I love it when I wear my slings without a buckle and they end up wearing and start to slip, because they're not just being worn on the last hole on the buckle, but they have been worn in and start to fall because they are stretched. When my adjustable slings are worn with the buckle adjusted to the loosest hole it feels great but it is very loose and the sling doesn't cling to my heel but is a couple of millimetres off it. With my slings without a buckle the sling is clung onto my heel but with the wear on the sling it just cannot stay up. That is my favourite because the sling is still tight on the heel but just slips down. I love it!

Yesterday I saw two women in heels, one in a pair of pointy toed pumps and the other in a pair of Diana Ferrari slingback sandals, exactly like the ones in my photo. The straps on the slings were up when I first saw her standing there but as soon as she walked the straps wiggledand i mean wiggled not just fell, their way down so sexily. She handled them really well and seemed unaffected by them. One strap whilst under the heel kept popping up onto the bottom of the heel. I love it when a woman knows how to handle her loose straps, it looked so sexy. I love slings to slip and I love to wear them too.

Hey everyone, Just to all who enjoyed my loose sling stories I won't be doing any more, this sort of stuff distracts me from all the important stuff in my life. I may be back but probably not. Enjoy this site and all that you do! Cheers!

I don't know because I like my slings loose but I would think that only having one loose sling would be less annoying becuase it looks accidental, as opposed to sloppy or sluty, and it isn't as obvious as having two loose shoes slapping around loudly and loosely. I think the one sling falling slowly down looks so sexy, just as sexy is when one falls quicker than the other, one sling is pulled up then the other falls and then is pulled up and so on and so on.

There was a woman named Jaide who worked in a travel shop in Surfers Paradise. She always wore stylish high heeled shoes. She loved pointy toed shoes. She had many pairs of pointy toed pumps, mules and slings. She had been wearing this pair of pointy toed slingbacks for quite some time. They were a 4 inch stilletto heel and had a small pointy toed area which showed some toe cleavage. The slingback strap originated from the pointy toed part of the shoe and a vertical strap three quarters of the way up the foot hooked onto the slingback strap to keep it stable. Her slings were very secure and had never slipped, unlike many other pairs of slings she had owned.Jaide wore theses shoes all the time and had actually worn them for nearly all of the past week as it had been hot and she liked the freedom of the sling on her foot as opposed to a pump. On this particular day it was rainy and Jaide had to run through the rain as she had not packed an umbrella in the morning because the weather seemed fine. On Jaide's lunch break the rain poored down. She had to cross the road to reach a place to eat. She sprinted across the road however as she jumped up over the gutter and onto the footpath the vertical strap holding onto her slingback on the inside of her left foot snapped off. Immediately as she took the next two or three steadying steps the slingback sagged on the inside of her foot. Damn it she thought. She had to keep running through the rain to cover and whilst she did the sling fell to the inside of her left foot and eventually it dragged the whole sling down and off her heel. This happened with about four steps to shelter and as she ran the shoe slapped unbelievably and then she ran out of her heel. It spun off back into the rain. Jaide was so embarrassed and ran out with one heel on her foot to retrieve the lost slingback lying in the rain. Her left foot was now all wet but she slipped back into her heel and pulled her backstrap back up. As soon as she walked the left sling fell to the inside of her foot. It was lopsided, if you looked at her foot from the outside it looked as if her sling was up, if you looked at it from the inside it looked down, and if you saw her sling from behind it crossed diagonally, ending up hooking under her heel on the inside of the foot. The strap was done up tightly so it took a while to fall and the vertical strap on the outside of her foot kept it from falling too quickly. However it eventually slipped too far under the inside of her heel to stay up and she slapped along. As she slapped along as if it was a slide the part of the strap on the outside of her foot sat above the heel of her foot and the rest under her heel. Whenever she stopped she pulled her strap back up again but it always leaned inwards and eventually slid off. When she got back into the office her left shoe was all wet and the strap was down and it slapped even louder than usual. Her wet foot would arch out of the shoe higher than it normally would if she walked on her slings. As soon as she stopped she pulled her strap up again and for the rest of the day shuffled her left leg around the office and on her way to her car when she had to walk, trying not to let her strap fall.

I agree that it is a great turn on to see a woman who handles her loose slings competently. I think it perhaps looks better if only one sling is slipping as it doesn't look as untidy. However, as a lover of loose slings it does not diminish the attraction if the woman isn't handling them as well, for example if both slings fall quickly and flail loosely under her heels and whenever she pulls thenm up they fall in a few steps. For the woman I understand it must be annoying but to many of us it is so attractive.

Thanks for the poem Bubba, very nice. I am wearing into my new slings. They now slip on the third hole in the buckle. The first hole they slip off after 5 steps, the seconds they slip quickly as well and on the third hole they slip to the bottom of my heel and stay there but dont slip under it. They aren't stretched quite enough to fall completely down on the third yet. But they are so comfortable and a joy to feel slipping.

I love to lift my leg up behind me and pick my strap up. Sometimes I will leave the slings loose under my heels for a while and then pick them up. I love to feel them right at the botom of my heel before slipping.

Hi, I have a pair of 3 inch black slingback pumps. I like the strap to be adjusted so its not too tight, and because of this my left sling falls down and my right sling pops on and off. I can lift my foot right out of my right sling. I love the feeling off losing the sling all the time. Does anyone else enjoy their loose slings?

A week after Natalie had first discovered she couldn't keep up her right sling on her new pair of strappy sandals she decided to act on her joking suggestion to workmate Stacey that they both wear their loose slingbacks to work. Stacey usually wore mules to work because every pair of slingbacks she owned would slip down her heel. She could never keep any of them up. Natalie met Stacey outside a coffee shop before work. Natalie wore her strappy slingback sandals and Stacey wore the pair of pointy toed slings she had told Natalie about. They were black kitten heeled slings, with small 1 and 1/2 inch heel and a long backstrap. When Natalie saw Stacey both of her straps were under her heels. They chatted over a coffee and then when it was time, headed off to work. As they left Stacey pulled up both her straps and told Natalie "They never stay up, they'll slip off after a few steps." Natalie watched and after 4 steps both straps were under Stacey's heels again. They were very stretched and flapped loosely under her heels when she walked. Her shoe made a loud slap after every step. People were looking at her as she walked along. Meanwhile Natalie's right strap was slipping and soon fell off the bottom of her heel. Now everyone was looking, two women walking along with loose backstraps and their shoes slapping loudly. At least Natalie's left strap was up. As the two girls walked into their office building Natalie stopped dead in her tracks and flicked her leg up behind her and replaced her backstrap. Stacey left her slings down under her heels. In the elevator they shared the space with two businessmen in immaculate suits. Stacey, standing in front of them, lifted both her straps right in front of them, and smiled at Natalie. They knew their eyes were probably popping out of their sockets! Out of the eevator and after 5 seconds Stacey's slings started to slap again. She stopped at her desk and replaced her straps. Natalie turned to her office area with her right strap clinging to the very bottom of her heel. She leaned over her desk to pick up some paperwork, extending her right leg outwards. As she did this the strap slowly and delicately fell under her heel. Her foot was arched up in the air and the sandal was planted to the ground with the strap laying ontop of it. turned around and her boss, Greg, was standing at the door. Natalie was a bit shocked and said "Oh, sorry" as she flicked her leg up sideways and lifted her strap. "Oh, no problems" said Greg, "Just came to tell you I would like you to visit the Surfers Paradise agencey today to pick up some files, around 10:00." Stacey gulped, it was all right wearing her loose sling around the office, but at one of the subordinate agencies! What would they do? She put the idea out of her mind, it was 2 hours away. As she walkaround the office space she saw Stacey several times slapping along in her loose slings. She must have pulled them up one time as she saw her with both straps very low and then walk out of her slings on one occassion. She also dangled one of them as she sat down and then after putting her feet on the floor, lifted the sling by kicking it up with her opposite foot. 10:00 arrived and Natalie headed off to the Surfers agency to pick up the files. Around the corner from the building she lifted her strap as it had almost worked its way down. A man walked past and she caught him glancing down at her feet. Before walking up the steps into the building she lifted the halfway down strap up. It was preventing the inevitable. Three steps up the stairs and it went, all the way down in three steps. As Natalie walked into the agency her shoe slapped loudly with each step. The secretary at the front desk looked up almost immediately. Natalie asked for Michael, head salesman. The secretary went off find him, Natalie replaced her strap again. She didn't want Michael to think she always wore them like this, at least if they were up and fell down he would know she didn't intend them to be that way. Michael came out and escorted her to his office to get the files. Again three steps into her stride and the right strap was gone again. Slap, slap, slap, slap went her hopelessly loose right sandal. As she stepped in the office Natalie lost her sandal off her foot. She walked out of it and nearly tripped thorugh the door. "Oh my God! I am so sorry!" she said. "Oh thats ok, are you ok?" said Michael, "Yes I am, I'm sorry but this damn shoe wont stay on today, my strap won't stay up." said Natalie, desperatley explaining her situation, whilst she shuffled her foot back in her sandal and lifted her strap. She sat down briefly and crossed her right leg over her left and Michael searched for the files. She could feel the strap slipping slighlty with the angle her foot was leaning at and with every minute wiggle. She swapped her leg over so that her loose sandal was planted on the floor where it can't move. Michael found the files and handed them to Natalie. She got up and lost her strap one step into her stride, because her strap had worked its way down as she was sitting. She stopped and lifted her strap, nearly overbalancing as she was holding a handful of files. She turned around and saw Michael looking through his glass door. He smiled and turned away. Natalie felt a little helpless, she looked so messy she thought. Before she crossed the road to her car she lifted her strap again so she didn't lose her shoe on the road. By the time she was across the other side of the street it was down. Back in her own office she just left her slingback down. On the way home with Stacey she decided to take her left sling off and just slap along as if they were slides. Both women walked along making so much noise. And once again everyone was looking.

I recently saw some photos of Jodie Foster at an awards ceremony wearing the most unpractical pair of slings I had ever seen. They were black and had one thin strap over the toes and a slingback strap. One photo showed the slings clinging low to her heel, another showed one half up and the other clinging and another photo showed her walking out of her slings. I wonder how she felt losing them under her heels in front of all those cameras. The sandal must have slapped incredibly as the one strap was very thin. I wish I could have seen a photo of the straps from behind or of her pulling them up.

I would very much like to meet a person who enjoys the feeling of loose slingbacks.

I'm a little different, I love to see a woman with slings that slip and because of that I love to feel it when I wear them. If you like women wearing slings that are snug then I suppose thats how you'd like to wear them. But for me nothing beats a loose sling, although if I have to pick it up every couple of steps I must admit it can get a little pesky.

Natalie worked an office job as a secratary to the regional manager of a chain of real estate business. She had to wear business attire which included a pair of high heeled shoes. There was nothing else other than that in regards to certain types of shoes, so Natalie indulged in wearing pumps, pointy toed slingbacks, d'orsays and classy strappy high heeled sandals. She loved slingbacks however she always seemed to loose her right strap if they were not done up tight enough. She usually wore her new slings around her appartment first to find out how a strap would react and adjusted it accordingly. Natalie had just bought a beautiful and classy pair of 3 1/2 inch strappy sandals. They had a strap at the front over the toes and a crossover strap just behind that. One last strap came from the inside of the foot and wrapped around the heel and finished as the sling on the inside of the foot again. When Natalie tried them on in her appartment to get used to the tightness she needed to adjust the sling to she found her right strap slipped at first when she had the buckle adjusted on the third hole. It took a while to slip though so she figured she only needed to adjust it to the fourth hole. Her left strap didn't fall but wasn't too tight, nice and free and comfortable. Natalie adjusted the right strap to the fourth hole next time she went to work. The sandals felt great, they were nice and light and kept her feet cool. They looked fantastic with her black business dress and white blouse. The backstraps were good, the right strap had stayed in place and they were not too tight and allowed her foot plenty of room to move. Her heel made a light slapping sound on the shoe as she walked. Natalie decided to wear the sandals for a second day on a row. Up until lunchit was business as usual. Natalie took her luch break at 1:00 and headed down the elevator to the ground floor of her highrise and off to a cafe she normally had lunch at. After lunch, about halfway back to her building she noticed her right strap seemed to stretch a little after a step. After another 5 steps she immediately realised her strap was beginning to slip. She thought oh no! How would her fellow workers react to her walking around with a strap loose! How embarrassing! She stopped at a toilet block and went in and took off her right sandal, so no one saw her take her sandal off. The strap had worked its way down to about an inch from the bottom of her heel. She adjusted her buckle to the fifth and final hole and slipped back into her sandal and yanked the backstrap up as high as she could. This seemed to work for the next couple of minutes, too her relief. However, just as she walked into the foyer ofher ofice building the strap seemed to stretch again. "No!" she thought to herself, she really loved these shoes but she didn't know what her boss might think of it all. It was slipping on the last buckle, so there was nothing else she could do. By the time she reached the elevator the strap was halfway down. When she got inside she lifted her leg behind her and the strap up as high as she could. When the elevator reached her floor she walked out and into her office and immediately the strap began to ever so slowly slide down her heel. Before she walked into her boss's office area she again lifted the strap, embarrassed to let anyone see. The boss told her she had to meet a client down in the foyer area and escort him up into his office. "Great,"she thought, she had nowhere to hide it now, "I can't well go picking up the strap in front of this important client!" She dreaded the looks she would get from everyone when it was so obviously lower than the strap on her other foot, and when it would be clinging ever so tenderly to the bottom of her heel, and when it had fallen all the way and made her sandal so loose and floppy. How everyone knew something was wrong with her shoes because the left strap was fixed. She wanted to stay in her office for the rest of the day where she could sit down and nobody would see the strap under her desk. Anyway, she headed off down to elevator to go down to the foyer and squirmed as she felt the right strap once again squeeze its way down with every wiggle and movement of her foot. Once again she was alone in the elevator and she lifted her strap back up. Surely she would loose the strap whilst walking with the client back up to the office. She tried not to move her feet on the way down. As she walked out the strap seemed to slip even quicker, it was getting more and more stretched with every step. She was to stand in a certain place, near a water feature in the foyer and greet the client, who she knew briefly from a previous encounter. She had to walk 25 meters to this spot and in that space the strap had wiggled down to an inch above her heel once more. She took a look around and then, as indiscretely as she could, lifted her leg underneath her behind and quickly whipped the strap back up. Because of the quickness of the pull she could only manage to get it back halfway up. As she stop there she tried to kick it back up with the sole of her left sandal. "Damn this strap", she though. She got it back up to a reasonable height, although ti seemed slightly lopsided. The client then appeared and she took a nervous swallow and cheerfully greeted him and they headed off towards the elevator. She 'distracted' him by conversing in small talk on the way to the elevator and inside. As they walked out of it and into the office area on her floor she felt her strap cling to the bottom of her heel, maybe half and inch from the bottom of her heel. It ever so slowly slipped with the next 10 or so steps and halfway to her bosses office the strap fell off and her sandal slapped loudly with the next step. The client looked down at her feet, Natalie pretended not to notice. She once again squirmed on the inside as she strided across the office area with the left sandal secured beautifully to her foot by the wonderful sandal, and her right sandal slapping loudly and jiggling around loosely on her foot. People were looking at her right shoe, with the slingback strap squashed firmly down under her heel and her other straps offering little resistance to the slap of the sandal on her foot. She reached the bosses office and escorted the client in. The boss started chatting to her and she stood there until he finished talking to her. It was then she felt a tinge of sexiness about her shoe, as if she was being nauhty standing there in front of her boss with one strap up and the other crushed under the weight of her heel. She still felt embarrassed and when dismissed she briskly shuffled out to avoid the loud slap and into her office. As soon as she got in there a workmate called Stacey came to her door and caught Natalie looking down at her fallen strap, contemplating what to do. She needed some paperwork. She sensed Natalie's suprise and coyness about her loose strap and said, "I hate it when that happens, but don't worry about it, no one cares, most people think its kinda sexy anyway...", Natalie smiled sheepishly, "and the other half don't worry that you have a problem with your shoe." Natalie replied, "I was embarrassed in front of Greg (her boss)I didn't want him to see me untidy like that." Stacey said "Oh he doesn't care, remember that pair of pointy toed slings I wore to work a couple of moths ago?", "Yes," replied Natalie, "Well you saw how much trouble I had with the straps, I was pulling the straps up every 5 steps! Anyway, Greg saw me with both straps trodden down and caught me pulling them up and laughed and said 'shoe problems?', I said yes and he laughed and said don't worry. So don't worry about him." Natalie felt better, she joked that they should both wear their shoes with loose straps on the same day and see what happens! picked up her strap when Stacey left the room. After it fell downone more time Natalie left her strap down as she walked around the office for the rest of the day. She loved these shoes so much, she wasn't going to give up on them. On her way home and to the carpark she left the right strap down and didn't bother to pick it up, it would just feebly cling to her heel and fall down and be a waste of effort. The shoe flopped magnificently and slapped loudly, everyone watched her feet as she walked past. The sandal bobbled so wonderfully loosely. Natalie decided to wear the sandals the next day and her right strap fell 10 steps after she got out of her car. She left the strap down all day long and let it slap. It felt so free to wear a sling like that and not worry about the embarrassment, everyone knew something was wrong with her shoe and after yesterdaythey could get over it, she thought. She adored the look of these shoes on her feet and a loose sling wasn't going to get in the way of it!

Today I saw a woman wearing the sexiest pair of strappy high heeled sandals I have ever seen, and to make matters better (for me at least) one of the slingback straps was down and under her heel. Her right strap was tight and didn't seem to fall, however the strap on her left sandal was trodden under her heel.She made no attempt to pick up her strap. It looked like she had been wearing them like that all day. She seemed to be on her lunch break from work as she was dressed in business attire. Maybe her left foot was smaller than her right but the left strap seemed so much more worn than the right. It was hard to see but it did seems that the buckle was done up as tight as possible however the strap looked longer than the one that was on her right foot. Perhaps on the other hand her left foot is slightly bigger and caused the strap to wear and subsequently not stay up. It looked so sexy. I pondered the thought that maybe that strap had dropped before she reached her car to drive to work and she had left it that way all day long.

I actually have some slingbacks and on every pair my left sling falls down. It is such a good feeling and I love to fell it slip and pick it back up only to have it slip again. Having said this it fascinates me to hear how women feel about it as they are the ones who experience it in public.

I'd like to know some opinions from women on their loose slingbacks or backstraps. Many of us guys think it looks so sexy but obviously most women find it annoying. I'd like to know what you girls think of slingbacks that work their way down. How does it feel when this is happening? How do you feel when you have to pull up the straps? Do you give up after a while and pull the straps up? I'd like to know what women think about it other than the fact that it is annoying. Has anyone worn slings at work that have fallen down? What do you do then?

I went with Vikki to a place called Byron Bay for a few days last week. We were going out the first night were there and Vikki put on a beautiful dressy pair of black pointy toed slingbacks with a 3 inch heel. The vamp of these slings was low cut and the strap long and thin. They really were a spectacularly pair of shoes. I watched her walking around our apartment and saw that both her slings were staying up, very high on her heel. Still, I thought to myself they looked fantastic. As she walked past once I had a good look at the buckle and they looked to be done up to around the fourth hole on the buckle, so fairly tight. I started to think that maybe she didn't want to wlk around with loose slings in a place where everyone was unfamiliar and didn't know her and could make judgements. I thought back to the first time I saw her experinece the trouble of having loose slingback straps. On that day she was embarrassed and though she looked a bit 'sluty' with the straps down. We left our apartment and headed off to have dinner. In Byron Bay you can walk to all the places you want to go, and we were to be drinking that night, so we headed of on the 10 minute walk to the particular hotel we were going to have dinner at. When we were halfway there we had to cross a street and Vikki went across first and I got a glimpse of her slingbacks. To my absolute pleasure her left strap was working its way down and was at half the height of the right strap. On every pair of slingbacks she wore her left strap was always the first to fall. It always looked so good when she walked around with one sling seemingly tight and up and the other hopelessley loose and flailing around under her heel. When we got to the other side of the street she stopped and lifted her sling, without showing any emotion about it. The way she did it almost was as if she wanted to be as descret about it as possible, as if her embarrasment about her loose slings had returned. By the time we reached the restaurant her left sling had gone again and just before we rounded the final corner to our destination Vikki stopped and lifted her left sling again and then, as I looked down, lifted her right one which was halfway down. She seemed to be avoiding wearing her slings loose in front of a crowd, as there was around the corner. While we were having dinner she seemed to be shifting her legs around under the table. I thought to myself that maybe she was trying to flick her straps up to their maximum height with her feet. When we got up and left my suspicion proved true as both slings were right up as high as they could go. We walked to a club to have some drinks and dance. On the way both her straps lost their battle with gravity and fell off her heels. After a bit of walking they had become stretched and although they looked tight they were slipping and worked their way down at such a speed that it made it so sexy to watch. She left her straps down until we got inside the club and pulled them up in a dark corner of the club. Later on after everyone was well and truly drunk and everyone was dancing I got the best view of Vikki's slings yet. Everyone was dancing on top of these long tables and Vikki got up on one and started dancing. I stayed down as I had a full drink to finish. As Vikki was dancing her feet stayed planted to the table and only her legs moved. Occassionaly her heel lifted up off her shoe a tiny bit but ot much. Even though her feet weren't moving around, just sliding with the movement of her legs, both straps were falling. It was incredible. They got down to maybe half an inch from the bottom of her heel and she stepped off the table onto the ground, leaned on the seats and lifted her left leg up to the side and pulled her strap up. She then lifted her right leg up sort of underneath her body while leaning on the seat and pulled that strap up. Sher hopped back onto the table and after a couple of minutes both straps were down again. Once more, before her straps fell all the way down she hopped off the table and replaced them higher on her heel. She stayed on the floor this time dancing. Soon her left strap was down further than her right. She lifted the left and 20 seconds later lifted the right which was only halfway down this time. I went and got another drink and came back to have her lean on me and lift both her straps yet another time. I was so excited to see her do this. She got back on the table and stated dancing some more and I watched her straps slowly wiggle their was down before hopping up myself to dance with her. Once I got up she forgot about her straps and we danced away. They people on the ground had a great view of her feet in her pointy toed slings with both straps under her heel. When we went to get down and leave she went to put her left foot down onto the long seat that was underneath us and lost her shoe off her foot and onto the ground. She gasped and then giggled. She then leaned down and I saw that her right strap was clinging to the inside bottom of her foot. She flicked it off and picked her shoe up in her hand. We jumped down to the floor and she picked up her left slingback and put both on ground and slid into them. She pulled up her right strap but left her left one down. She had had a bit to drink so she didn't really care about the one strap up one down thing. When we got outside I could hear her left sling, being worn as a slide, slapping loudly on her heel. After 20 meters I heard the right shoe slapping as well. After walking a couple of minutes like this she stopped and sighed sarcastically as she leaned on me and with a giggle, lifted both straps. It only took a minute of walking and they were down again. We walked to the beach and she said she would go get a Coke from a convenience store across the road, and said to me just to stay where I was. She slid her feet out of her slings and walked barefoot to the store. I decided to have more fun and adjusted her straps to the last hole on the buckle. She returned, we sat there and took in the peacefull beach scence at night and kissed. When we left she slid her feet back into her shoes and whilst sitting dwon on a rock lifted her straps up. I looked and after four steps her left strap fell and after about 10 steps her right one went too. She looked down and said "oh,that was quick", and continued on. What a night for a lover of loose slingbacks!

Hi everybody. This is a follow up to Vikki’s loose slingbacks. After our day at the races where Vikki discovered my love of slingbacks, she began to become more comfortable with loose slings. We went our for coffee a couple of days later and she decided to wear the same pair of slingback sandals that she wore at the races. I met her outside her house and as she walked towards me I took a fleeting glance at her heels. I was so excited to see her wearing those same heels. We drove off to our destination, parked and walked to the coffee shop. She walked off in front of me as I locked my car and I looked down and saw her slings once again slipping down her heels, the left one more pronounced than the right. I knew it would be another good day. This time she seemed totally unaffected about her loose straps, unlike at the races when she was very embarrassed and began shuffling her steps to avoid the slings falling so fast. It was a 3 minute walk to the coffee shop and in this time her left strap had worked its way off her heel and was flopping around under her heel as she walked. Her right one was very low on her heel and would fall off any minute. We made it to the coffee shop and ordered. As we were standing at the counter she flicked her right foot behind her, leaned down slightly to her right and pulled the strap up that was still barely on her heel up. We sat down and she said to me, ‘I don’t want to look too sleazy with both straps down!’. I laughed and we chatted and had our coffee. I was very, very turned on by the fact that she wanted to keep wearing her shoes, even after the strap has stretched and was falling off. Adding to this was the fact that she seemed to have given up on the left strap which fell very fast, and kept the right one up, wearing her sandals with one strap permanently down and the other up but falling down. When we got up and left I took occasional glances at her feet and saw the right strap gradually slip down. When her right strap slipped off she decided this time to replace the left one on her heel. This strap is more worn than the other so it fell really quickly. After 10 steps it was gone and she stopped and immediately replaced her right strap again. It was funny how she almost had a strategy of what strap to pull up at which time, so that she didn’t look too ‘sleazy’ as she had put it. We did some window shopping and eventually her right strap fell down again. We were in a music store and it was crowded. Her right strap was nearly off and her left one was still all the way down. This time she lifted her left leg across the front of her body, almost to conceal what she was doing from everyone else, and lifted her strap back up, leaving her right one down. It was fascinating to watch, she shuffled a few steps whilst looking at cds and then lifted her right strap back up in the same fashion, leg lifted across and in front. It was thrilling to watch her lift her straps in different ways, although I definitely prefer her to flick her leg up behind her. Vikki didn’t show the nervousness or embarrassment in lifting her straps as she did the day at the races. She had said that she wanted one up at least so she didn’t look ‘sleazy’ and she seemed to not mind replacing her straps anymore. Anyway, after the music store we decided to leave and on the 10 minute walk back to my car Vikki just let her straps go and after the 3 minutes or so where the two straps were working their way down she wore them as slides, a marvelous slapping sound coming off her heel and the beautiful site of the flailing, floppy slings bouncing around with every step. I stayed at her house that night and in the morning she told me she had to go to work, which is as a part time journalist for a magazine in an office building that requires business attire. She slipped on a pair of pointy toed black slingbacks with a 3 inch heel. She said to leave anytime I wanted, I said I would have a shower and go to do some study for university. We agreed to meet later that night outside her work to go for a drink. I examined her shoes as she walked around and saw that this slings had a buckle on it. The left buckle was done up more tightly than the right. She left and I watched her through the window as she walked to her car. The left strap was getting lower than her right, only slightly. When we met later that night outside Vikki’s work her left sling was low and on her heel but stayed there, about 1cm from the bottom of her heel as she walked. I asked her later about her shoes and she said that she thinks her left foot is slightly narrower than her right, although not visually noticeable, because she has always had trouble with slingbacks. The left strap always falls down. She had usually preferred mules or slides in the past but seeing that slings were back in fashion she had decided to buy a couple of pairs, one for work and a couple for going out. She hadn’t worn slings for a while and thought tightening the strap would work but didn’t. I am looking forward to seeing her in a pair of pumps, especially the ones with the middle section cut away, as I can see that her left foot will pop in and out after a while!

Thanks for the positive replies I've been getting from my story. I love loose slingbacks and shoe popping and its nice to share my stories about them. I especially love the loose slings and watching a lady lift her leg up behind her and pull it up again, only to see it fall down. I don't know what it is but it is soooo sexy. I will keep you updated on Vikki's heels and any other stories that come to mind. Thanks!