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Subject: {ASSM} Adolescent Coward Part 1 (MF, MM, FMm, teen, oral, feet)
Date: Wed, 16 May 2001 23:10:04 -0400
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Standard Disclaimer:  All characters and events are entirely fictional. 
Any resemblance to real persons and events is entirely coincidental.  If
you're offended by this sort of material, don't read it.  Blah, blah,
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Enjoy:

Adolescent Coward (Part 1)
By: ZitSkit

   
   Welcome to my life at the moment.  My name's Dan, and I'm a Junior at a
small, close-knit suburban high school.  I've never done anything more
than kiss a girl.  And she was drunk and regretted it later.  I'm rail
thin and I suck at sports.  And I suck at school.  My car's a tan, slowly
dying  '89 Chevy Malibu.  Something happened this past weekend that was
absolutely humiliating, but I loved every second of it.  I guess that's
just who I am, for better or worse.

   We were playing volleyball this past Friday in gym.  I got picked last,
which has been happening since about Kindergarten.  I screwed up about
four volleys and had the whole class mock me for it.  You would think that
high school juniors would be beyond that point, or that I would at least
be numb to it, but no.  I started to zone out and think about Sandi...

   Sandi, is a goddess in my eyes, and pretty much every other guy's.  She
wears her silky brunette hair up, and has creamy, soft skin.  Her
innocent-looking (but not innocent at all), sparkling blue eyes exude
purity and grace.  She has softball-sized breasts and hard, perky nipple. 
I DREAM about her breasts.  Sucking on one of them, even for a split
second, seems like it would solve all the world's problems.  But her chest
isn't all she has going for her.  Her shapely waist (with belly button
ring) gives way to a firm, round ass.  It has a slight muscular edge from
years of cheerleading.  Her legs are thin, but thin in a sickly way; thin
in a way that makes you just want to hold them and kiss them and admire
them as works of art.  And at the end of those legs are cute, playful feet
that I would give anything for just to kiss, just to offer some minor way
of worshipping her.  Aaahhhh, Sandi...

   And that's when I missed my fifth volley.
   
   "You fuckin' suck, dude."  Greg, a pretentious, conceited rich kid
scowled.  Greg's had it easy his entire life.  The prettiest girls since
he was old enough to care about them, varsity letters, a BMW, and near
mansion of a house.

   I just stood there and gave an awkward smile.  What the hell else would
I do?  Say Sorry?  That would be pretty pointless.  Disagree?  Can't
because it's true.

   "Aww, he's ok." Sandi tried to comfort me.  But somehow you can tell
she does it only to keep an air of an caring, gentle girl.  That's how she
wants people to see her.  And she's good at it.  Whatever.

   "Nah, actually he really fucking blows."
   
   Greg and Sandi have been going out for almost a year.  And as far as
high school relationships are concerned, that's an eternity.  There's even
a story floating around that they were both in Greg's jacuzzi, naked, and
she held her breath, went under the water, and deep-throated his cock.  He
supposedly has this huge cock.  I wouldn't be surprised.

   Next period, we had a math test.  I had no idea what the hell I was
doing.  I didn't study, but it wouldn't have made a difference.  I never
have any clue of what's going on in that class.  But Sandi's in it...

   We sit diagonally.  I could see her long, slender leg dangling a shoe,
her foot making playful gestures.  I couldn't help but stare.  What else
would I do, worry about the test?  I wanted to crawl over to her and kiss
her foot, sucking on each toe.  I wanted to pleasure her in any possibly
way I could, at any possible expense to me.

   But I stared too long and we made eye contact.  She knows I look at her
every chance I get, and she even knows I stare at her feet.  I'm sure she
has a real high opinion of me.  Not that she stops playing with her shoe. 
No, she kept teasing me with it for the rest of the period.

   I had found out through a friend that there was a party that night at
this kid Mike's house.  Because our town is so small, pretty much anyone
can get into the parties.  I figured I would go, because otherwise my
Friday night would be spent watching porn and wasting away into the big
heap of shit that I am.

   I went to the party later that night.  They had a keg of Coor's Light. 
It tasted like shit, but I drank it anyway.  Four beers later (I can't
hold liquor for shit), I was leaning over the toilet, puking.

   I needed to rest a little bit, so I went into an empty room upstairs
and laid down on a La-Z-Boy.  This is so depressing, I thought.  I try to
enjoy myself with some drinks, but i can't even do that.  None of the
women want me, and even if they did, my personality is so unassertive and
weak they'd never touch me...

   I heard footsteps.  It was Sandi and Greg, drunk as ever.  They tumbled
onto the couch across from me.

   "Ah dude, what the hell are you doing here?  Go back to the party and
have another beer."  Greg whined.

   "Umm" I didn't know what to say, I was a little too sick to go back
into the loud music and people.
   
   "Oh, just let him stay here Greg.  I think he wants to watch us..."
   
   Greg laughed.  "Whatever."
   
   He was on top of her, kissing, her beautiful sweet lips.  Just as their
tongues touched, he moved his hand down to her breast and began squeezing
it.  She started to wrap her leg around him as pinched her nipples. 
Meanwhile, I was getting one hell of a hardon.

   "I feel bad Dan's not getting in on this.  Would you like to suck on my
toes, honey?"  She said, with the most innocent, sweet face.

   I wanted this more than anything else.  I knew it would come at a
price.  Greg would tell everybody, and I would be seen forever as a
loser.  A submissive, worthless pawn.  But it was getting me so turned on,
I couldn't say no.  All I wanted to do was put my tongue on her beautiful,
graceful feet.

   I cralwed over to her and picked off her high heel with my mouth.  Her
foot was so amazing.  It even smelled like a goddess' feet should smell. 
I kissed each toe and her arch.  I put her big toe in my mouth and began
sucking.  This is what I always wanted, pathetic as it may seem.

   Greg went to unbutton her shirt.  "You know what's funny Sandi? 
This'll be the closest thing he's ever seen to real tits, not counting
fucking internet porn."  She just laughed.

   He removed her shirt, revealing a black bra that hugged her beautiful
massive breasts.  He unhooked the bra, sucking on her tits.  Sandi flicked
me an evil grin.

   Then she let her down, crawled off Greg, and spread his legs apart. 
She pulled off her black spandex pants, letting me see her blue string
thong.  "Why don't you come over here, Dan?  I don't want you to miss
anything." She said, squatting between Greg's legs.

   I wasn't sure what I should be feeling, but I was getting really turned
on.  My hardon was pulsating, and I didn't care what as going to happen
next, I just wanted more of it.  I walked over to the side of them and sat
near Sandi.

   She licked her lips and nudged her head down to his zipper.  She held
the zipper between her teeth and pulled it down.  She wedged her face in
his crotch and took out his cock out of his pants with her mouth.

   She held it in her hands for a few seconds, making eye contact first
with Greg, then with me.  Wow, the rumors about Greg's cock really were
true.  It was a full eight inches, and thick.  She held it and kissed his
balls.  Her tongue gently massaged its way up from his sack to his cock
and began licking the length of his cock.  Greg grabbed her hair, and she
knew exactly what to do.  She opened her mouth wide and devoured it.  She
went rythmically up and down, slowly getting faster.  She would every so
often massage his balls and the surrounding area of his crotch.  Greg was
clearly enjoying himself, and his eyes rolled back in their sockets. 
"Aaaah, I'm gonna cum..."

   And at that she let his cock fall slowly out of her mouth, and he shot
a huge load of think cum on her forehead and nose.  A pretty sharp
contrast to the innocent, sweet girl persona Sandi tried to play.

   "Hmm, I think I know what to do with all this cum.  Dan?"
   
   I was so caught up in the heat of the moment.  Yes, I wanted to
pleasure her.  Yes, I was subservient.  Yes, I was theirs, for whatever
they wanted.

   I stuck my tongue out and kissed her face, tasting Greg's cum.  She
laughed as I did this, and Greg just smiled.  I kept going until I gobbled
up every last drop of it.

   "Wait Dan," She said.  "There's a little bit more somewhere else."
   
   I knew where she meant.  We both looked at Greg's huge cock.  I never
really thought of myself as gay, but I didn't care.  I felt compelled to
finish and do what she ordered me to.

   I moved my face closer to his beautiful, work of art cock.  I stuck my
tongue out and touched the tip of his head.  I looked back at Sandi, who
flashed a "fucking do it" look.  I took the head into my mouth and licked
off the last of the cum, then pulled away.

   "Now be a good boy and swallow, Dan."
   
   I did, and she smiled.  I finally felt like I had pleased her.
   
   Greg got up and the two put their clothes back on.
   
   As we were leaving the room, Sandi said to me "I know you liked that,
Dan.  You're just a little bitch, aren't you?  Well I liked it too.  And I
think this is just the beginning."

   To be continued...

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(c) 2001, ZitSkit

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