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About Sarah J 2 (Mf, oral; inc, m/g, pedo)
by Sarah J.
Hi, so many people have asked about what happened when I was young to inspire
my stories, and I have told a lot of you about me and a girl called Amy when
I was young. I have also promised some of you I would write about it - so
here it is… I have done it in parts coz it's long (I have decided you would
probably want to know all the detail) an I get very excited doing this as
it's like reliving it again - which is cool :-) Don't expect it to be like
my stories coz this is 'real', but you can probably see where those ideas
came from. I have also decided not to 'write' it (y'know, as in trying to
create a professional looking story), but just to put down the thoughts as
they come out of my head, so it may be a bit jumbled an messy, but I don't
want to turn it into a work of fiction, it's too important to me for that.
Anyway, I hope you like it ©
Okay, where to begin… this is tough right coz it's me writing about me and
I never normally do that, but here goes anyway (yikes!) :-)
Part Two: Soccer In The Yard
Amy an me both played soccer at school, tho she was in the team for her year
an she was pretty good, better than me at that age but I still thought I
could beat her as I was two years older. Anyway, her mom, Suzy, put a net
in the yard an Amy told me about it really excited. She said she could beat
me any day, an I said 'no way'.
That Saturday I had to stay at her house all day AND all night
coz mom was going up to Flagstaff to see some friends from way back, I used
to moan on the drive an make her mad so I guess that's why she didn't take
me (can't blame her I guess). Anyway, Amy an me watched cartoons in the morning
an then after Suzy made us lunch we went out to play soccer. Her yard was
pretty typical for Fountain Hills, it's like desert so there was a big pretty
bougainvillea bush, some hibiscus shrubs, a palm tree (every yard had a palm
tree), an a pool, an she had a play tent thing at the end like a Barbie castle,
which looked pretty cool, an next to that was the soccer net. We couldn't
play real soccer coz the yard was just gravel (don't have grass there unless
you want to spend your life looking after it) an we would fall over. So we
just did goal shooting at the net.
"Okay," said Amy, "bet you I win".
"Bet you don't" I said quickly.
"No way loser, you'll never beat me," she laughed, "if you do I'll
do any dare you ask okay?"
"Yeah, okay," I said, "I'll make you sit on a cactus," an I laughed.
"Wont" she said, "I'm not gonna lose, an I'm not gonna tell you
what you'll have to do".
An that's when I realized that a bet like that is two way, I sort
of thought she was the one who was gonna have to do the dare, I forgot I
might. So then I got nervous, an it stated to go wrong. I probably was better
than her actually, I mean I was a lot bigger an stronger (two years is a
lot when you're eight an ten), but I got nervous like the idiot I was an
the more I missed the net the worse it got. And guess what… yep… she won.
She danced round the yard singing: "Amy! Amy! A… M… Y… Amy!"
I just stood looking down at my tennis shoes, kicking bits of rock
an stuff, feeling really embarrassed, coz I knew she would tell Beck an Emma
she beat me, an then I felt better coz I wasn't that bad at soccer an a lot
of people would believe me when I said she was a liar. Then I heard a voice.
"Way to go Amy… kicked her ass!" It was Amy's big sister, Isabelle,
she'd been watching out of an upstairs window - an she was like fourteen,
an one of the really cool girls in school, an no way would anyone call her
a liar. So now I couldn't say Amy was lying, coz Isabella would say 'I' was
and then everything would just get worse an worse.
"I'm not gonna sit on a cactus," I said all sulky, "so don't ask…
an I wasn't really gonna make you do it okay… I was just kidding".
"S'okay," she said, "your dares are lame anyway, ooh! I'm sarah
an I can't play soccer an I drink spit, an I'll make you sit on a cactus".
"Shut up Amy" I said, feeling tears coming again. Then she headed
for the play tent an waved me over.
"I don't wanna go in there," I said sulking, "it'll be way hot
an horrible" (normally you only ever went in play tents after dark).
"You gotta," Amy said, "y'know… for your dare".
"I don't care, I'm not going to do your stupid dare," I said.
"Got too," she said, climbing in, "my sister heard you promise
an she'll tell if you don't… you have to do a dare if you promise crybaby,
everyone knows that". So I followed her in, I guessed she was gonna make
me stay in the tent for ages till I was sweaty and thirsty, but that was
better than getting told on. The tent was really small but we could both
fit in coz we were little, she sat down an said, "Okay, now for your dare".
"I got to stay in here right?" I said.
"No stupid," said Amy, "this is much more fun… you've got to put
my feet in yor mouth".
"No way Amy, that's gross an weird an you know it" I said starting
to cry again.
'Well duh!" she said laughing, "it was the grossest fing I could
fink of, I made it up last night in bed, an they're extra gross too coz I
been playin soccer… anyway, you know you gotta do it. Emma will get you beat
up if you don't. An if you do it…"
"Yeah?" I said sniveling.
"…then I wont tell you lost at soccer, an I wont tell about the
dare, an I'll make Isabelle promise not to say anyfing too - okay?"
"Okay," I said.
I was sort of aware that I liked things that everyone else didn't
seem to, but I don't remember thinking whether that was right or wrong, I
just don't remember thinking that deeply, it was more an instinct way of
thinking about stuff - I just liked it, so I let it happen. I guess what
would have bothered me was if other people knew, y'know? Like, other kids.
If people thought I was a wimp then that was okay, but not if I was weird.
So if I sort of liked Amy making me do stuff (an it wasn't quite that simple
coz I liked it an hated it both at the same time) it was okay coz no one
knew, just me, an I would think about it in bed at night an wish it was Emma
making me do so stuff instead of Amy, but it was still cool that Amy did
it.
Anyway, for anyone with a foot fetish you can read this, an if
not, skip this bit, okay? Well, Amy unties her tennis shoe an pulls it off,
an she says: "phew! Jeez sarah" an she shoves it on my nose, well, I just
pushed it away (yeah, okay, I wouldn't either now, I would just smell it
forever, but I was only ten okay) an she just laughed. Actually, I can remember
that it didn't smell that bad, I mean her feet were sweaty, coz mine were
too, it was hot an we had been playing soccer, but she was a clean little
girl like me an so your feet don't get that stinky in one afternoon (unless
you don't wear socks of course).
Then she takes her white-socks off, an I definitely blame Amy for
this fetish :-) (but not my sub nature coz I was like that before I met her)
coz she was wearing ankle socks, an the ones with the lace frill round the
top, an there were like little beads sewn on an they were just so cute. Well,
the tops were cute, but they were crumpled an damp looking at the bottom
- an this is a REALLY strong image okay, like those ones you have, if I shut
my eyes I can see them now, an you will probably have seen that image in
my stories :-) yummy!!
So she's sitting with her bare foot out in front of her, with her
toes curled up and her big toe sticking up in the air an she says, "you'll
have to get down stupid, I cant stand up in here".
"Like what?" I said.
"I dunno," she says, all impatient, "like crawling, or laying on
yor belly or something, just get yor head lower… jeez, you're so stupid sarah".
So I sort of knelt down an put my elbows on the floor, an my head
in my hands like I was reading a comic book or something, an I was staring
right at her feet, one little tennis shoe, an one bare foot with really badly
done nail polish. It was some glitter nail polish we got from my mom, she'd
bought some cosmetics an it was a free gift when she told the woman she had
a girl. It was purple and dark pink an Amy had gone over the edges of her
nails an everything (so had I tho, so I didn't really think about it at the
time) an now I just love it when I see a young girl with messed up nail polish.
"Okay," she said, "close your eyes". An I didn't say anything,
I didn't do anything, I didn't just get up an run out of the tent an tell
everyone she was a pervy bitch. I just shut my eyes an opened my mouth. Totally
no kidding okay! I just opened my mouth like some stupid dog waiting for
a candy drop or something, an Amy never even had to tell me.
Then her toe touched my tongue an it was a bit of a shock coz I
realized it was actually happening. I just remember it was salty. Then she
slid her foot in an there we were in the tent, this ten year-old kneeling
down with this eight year-olds foot in her mouth. Now if it was a story I
totally know what should happen, but it's not (sorry, but I do plenty of
those right, an you did want to know what REALLY happened). I didn't suck
her foot an she didn't ask me, she just stuck it in my mouth an I kept my
mouth open so I was dribbling down my chin. When she took it out I went to
get up an she said, "what're you doing?"
"I dun it," I said, "I dun the dare".
"No way!" Amy said laughing, "You gotta do BOTH of em, I said feet,
not foot dummy".
So I knelt back down again an shut my eyes an opened my mouth,
an I heard her taking off her other shoe, I cant describe the sound but you
all know it anyway, a shoe sliding off over a sock. Then she must have taken
her sock off (I had my eyes tight closed an I was strangely excited to have
it happen again, an I was feeling pleased with myself coz I had made her
think I didn't want to, so she couldn't say I was weird or anything) coz
then a foot was in my mouth again, but faster this time, like all the way
in without touching my tongue first with he toes like she did last time.
And I remember sliding ever so slowly forward so it went further in an I
was actually very excited/scared if you know what I mean - I was worried
she would know, but she didn't seem to.
What do I think now? I think she did know, an I realize that I was doing
typical kid thinking, sort of like, if I don't see you, you're not there
- or, coz she didn't say anything, she didn't know. But I bet she did know,
it was a clumsy move anyhow an she was a smart kid.
Okay, here's just a personal thought, Amy still lives with her mom an she
goes to the same college I just left. I see her now an again an we say 'hi'…
of course, loads more stuff happened than this - don't worry, I'm getting
there :-) but I sometimes would love to get her drunk an just ask her stuff
that's been bugging me for years, like, did she know I liked what she did
in the tent? I will be in London by the time you read this but I am going
back for a week later - maybe I should email her, go see her an get us both
drunk (I probably wouldn't have the balls anyhow, but maybe I would go for
it if I was drunk…) fuck! That would be cool huh?
WELL, I USUALLY DO WHAT YOU GUYS SAY, PROBABLY COZ I'M SUB (DUH!) SO I WILL
START A MESSAGE BOARD TOPIC ON THE SITE AN WE CAN DISCUSS IT, AN IF YOU ALL
THINK I SHOULD (AN IF SOMEONE BUYS US THE TEQUILA) I MIGHT GO SEE HER - WOW,
THAT'S SO SCARY, I THINK I WANT TO, BUT I NEED TO BE 'TOLD' TO DO SOMETHING
:-)
Okay, sorry about that interruption… well, she left the second
foot in there quite a while (well, it seemed like it) an she didn't wriggle
her toes exactly, but she did fidget a bit, an then she took it out. Then
it was kinda weird an funky for a while an that little tent became a really
strange place to be, full of that sort of energy of little kids who have
ideas an strange emotions in them. She was kinda embarrassed after it was
over, and she just said, "Yuck sarah, you made my feet wet" an she pulled
one up to her lap an wiped it on her t-shirt. An I was still knelt there
with my mouth open an then Amy says, "I only got two feet stupid, c'mon,"
an she hurries out of the tent kinda dragging me with her an carrying her
shoes an socks.
Then she regretted doing that coz the hot gravel hurt her feet,
an she goes "Ow! Crap!" or something an literally falls onto her butt to
get her feet off the ground. An I followed her out an was stood there looking
at her on the ground when I hear…
"Hey Amy?" it was Isabelle, she's just standing right there with
her hands on her hips, she had probably seen us go in the tent from the window.
'Watcha doing kid?" she says to Amy.
An Amy goes, "nuthin… why?"
"I dunno… what you doin in the tent? Must be fuckin hot in there".
"Yeah," says Amy, "it was".
"That why you took your shoes an socks off?"
"We was just playin," says Amy.
"Yeah, bet you were," then Isabella laughs.
'Hey sis? I need to talk to you okay," says Amy.
'Yeah sure" came the reply, but Isabella was already heading for the house.
Amy just slips her bare feet in her tennis shoes an runs after here sister.
I just hung about in the yard for a while, sort of thinking that maybe Amy
would keep me in that tent an just come in an make me do stuff to her. It
seemed a lot like my dreams about Emma, and Amy wasn't Emma of course, she
was just a little kid, but she HAD done stuff to me, an that was exciting
an I guess I just felt that my dreams were more likely to happen with Amy
than Emma (who was just so cool an had so many friends, that she would never
bother with me). Well, that's what I was thinking about as I kicked the ball
into the net.
TO BE CONTINUED…
About Sarah J 2
by Sarah J.
Hi, so many people have asked about what happened when I was young to inspire
my stories, and I have told a lot of you about me and a girl called Amy when
I was young. I have also promised some of you I would write about it - so
here it is… I have done it in parts coz it's long (I have decided you would
probably want to know all the detail) an I get very excited doing this as
it's like reliving it again - which is cool :-) Don't expect it to be like
my stories coz this is 'real', but you can probably see where those ideas
came from. I have also decided not to 'write' it (y'know, as in trying to
create a professional looking story), but just to put down the thoughts as
they come out of my head, so it may be a bit jumbled an messy, but I don't
want to turn it into a work of fiction, it's too important to me for that.
Anyway, I hope you like it ©
Okay, where to begin… this is tough right coz it's me writing about me and
I never normally do that, but here goes anyway (yikes!) :-)
Part Two: Soccer In The Yard
Amy an me both played soccer at school, tho she was in the team for her year
an she was pretty good, better than me at that age but I still thought I
could beat her as I was two years older. Anyway, her mom, Suzy, put a net
in the yard an Amy told me about it really excited. She said she could beat
me any day, an I said 'no way'.
That Saturday I had to stay at her house all day AND all night
coz mom was going up to Flagstaff to see some friends from way back, I used
to moan on the drive an make her mad so I guess that's why she didn't take
me (can't blame her I guess). Anyway, Amy an me watched cartoons in the morning
an then after Suzy made us lunch we went out to play soccer. Her yard was
pretty typical for Fountain Hills, it's like desert so there was a big pretty
bougainvillea bush, some hibiscus shrubs, a palm tree (every yard had a palm
tree), an a pool, an she had a play tent thing at the end like a Barbie castle,
which looked pretty cool, an next to that was the soccer net. We couldn't
play real soccer coz the yard was just gravel (don't have grass there unless
you want to spend your life looking after it) an we would fall over. So we
just did goal shooting at the net.
"Okay," said Amy, "bet you I win".
"Bet you don't" I said quickly.
"No way loser, you'll never beat me," she laughed, "if you do I'll
do any dare you ask okay?"
"Yeah, okay," I said, "I'll make you sit on a cactus," an I laughed.
"Wont" she said, "I'm not gonna lose, an I'm not gonna tell you
what you'll have to do".
An that's when I realized that a bet like that is two way, I sort
of thought she was the one who was gonna have to do the dare, I forgot I
might. So then I got nervous, an it stated to go wrong. I probably was better
than her actually, I mean I was a lot bigger an stronger (two years is a
lot when you're eight an ten), but I got nervous like the idiot I was an
the more I missed the net the worse it got. And guess what… yep… she won.
She danced round the yard singing: "Amy! Amy! A… M… Y… Amy!"
I just stood looking down at my tennis shoes, kicking bits of rock
an stuff, feeling really embarrassed, coz I knew she would tell Beck an Emma
she beat me, an then I felt better coz I wasn't that bad at soccer an a lot
of people would believe me when I said she was a liar. Then I heard a voice.
"Way to go Amy… kicked her ass!" It was Amy's big sister, Isabelle,
she'd been watching out of an upstairs window - an she was like fourteen,
an one of the really cool girls in school, an no way would anyone call her
a liar. So now I couldn't say Amy was lying, coz Isabella would say 'I' was
and then everything would just get worse an worse.
"I'm not gonna sit on a cactus," I said all sulky, "so don't ask…
an I wasn't really gonna make you do it okay… I was just kidding".
"S'okay," she said, "your dares are lame anyway, ooh! I'm sarah
an I can't play soccer an I drink spit, an I'll make you sit on a cactus".
"Shut up Amy" I said, feeling tears coming again. Then she headed
for the play tent an waved me over.
"I don't wanna go in there," I said sulking, "it'll be way hot
an horrible" (normally you only ever went in play tents after dark).
"You gotta," Amy said, "y'know… for your dare".
"I don't care, I'm not going to do your stupid dare," I said.
"Got too," she said, climbing in, "my sister heard you promise
an she'll tell if you don't… you have to do a dare if you promise crybaby,
everyone knows that". So I followed her in, I guessed she was gonna make
me stay in the tent for ages till I was sweaty and thirsty, but that was
better than getting told on. The tent was really small but we could both
fit in coz we were little, she sat down an said, "Okay, now for your dare".
"I got to stay in here right?" I said.
"No stupid," said Amy, "this is much more fun… you've got to put
my feet in yor mouth".
"No way Amy, that's gross an weird an you know it" I said starting
to cry again.
'Well duh!" she said laughing, "it was the grossest fing I could
fink of, I made it up last night in bed, an they're extra gross too coz I
been playin soccer… anyway, you know you gotta do it. Emma will get you beat
up if you don't. An if you do it…"
"Yeah?" I said sniveling.
"…then I wont tell you lost at soccer, an I wont tell about the
dare, an I'll make Isabelle promise not to say anyfing too - okay?"
"Okay," I said.
I was sort of aware that I liked things that everyone else didn't
seem to, but I don't remember thinking whether that was right or wrong, I
just don't remember thinking that deeply, it was more an instinct way of
thinking about stuff - I just liked it, so I let it happen. I guess what
would have bothered me was if other people knew, y'know? Like, other kids.
If people thought I was a wimp then that was okay, but not if I was weird.
So if I sort of liked Amy making me do stuff (an it wasn't quite that simple
coz I liked it an hated it both at the same time) it was okay coz no one
knew, just me, an I would think about it in bed at night an wish it was Emma
making me do so stuff instead of Amy, but it was still cool that Amy did
it.
Anyway, for anyone with a foot fetish you can read this, an if
not, skip this bit, okay? Well, Amy unties her tennis shoe an pulls it off,
an she says: "phew! Jeez sarah" an she shoves it on my nose, well, I just
pushed it away (yeah, okay, I wouldn't either now, I would just smell it
forever, but I was only ten okay) an she just laughed. Actually, I can remember
that it didn't smell that bad, I mean her feet were sweaty, coz mine were
too, it was hot an we had been playing soccer, but she was a clean little
girl like me an so your feet don't get that stinky in one afternoon (unless
you don't wear socks of course).
Then she takes her white-socks off, an I definitely blame Amy for
this fetish :-) (but not my sub nature coz I was like that before I met her)
coz she was wearing ankle socks, an the ones with the lace frill round the
top, an there were like little beads sewn on an they were just so cute. Well,
the tops were cute, but they were crumpled an damp looking at the bottom
- an this is a REALLY strong image okay, like those ones you have, if I shut
my eyes I can see them now, an you will probably have seen that image in
my stories :-) yummy!!
So she's sitting with her bare foot out in front of her, with her
toes curled up and her big toe sticking up in the air an she says, "you'll
have to get down stupid, I cant stand up in here".
"Like what?" I said.
"I dunno," she says, all impatient, "like crawling, or laying on
yor belly or something, just get yor head lower… jeez, you're so stupid sarah".
So I sort of knelt down an put my elbows on the floor, an my head
in my hands like I was reading a comic book or something, an I was staring
right at her feet, one little tennis shoe, an one bare foot with really badly
done nail polish. It was some glitter nail polish we got from my mom, she'd
bought some cosmetics an it was a free gift when she told the woman she had
a girl. It was purple and dark pink an Amy had gone over the edges of her
nails an everything (so had I tho, so I didn't really think about it at the
time) an now I just love it when I see a young girl with messed up nail polish.
"Okay," she said, "close your eyes". An I didn't say anything,
I didn't do anything, I didn't just get up an run out of the tent an tell
everyone she was a pervy bitch. I just shut my eyes an opened my mouth. Totally
no kidding okay! I just opened my mouth like some stupid dog waiting for
a candy drop or something, an Amy never even had to tell me.
Then her toe touched my tongue an it was a bit of a shock coz I
realized it was actually happening. I just remember it was salty. Then she
slid her foot in an there we were in the tent, this ten year-old kneeling
down with this eight year-olds foot in her mouth. Now if it was a story I
totally know what should happen, but it's not (sorry, but I do plenty of
those right, an you did want to know what REALLY happened). I didn't suck
her foot an she didn't ask me, she just stuck it in my mouth an I kept my
mouth open so I was dribbling down my chin. When she took it out I went to
get up an she said, "what're you doing?"
"I dun it," I said, "I dun the dare".
"No way!" Amy said laughing, "You gotta do BOTH of em, I said feet,
not foot dummy".
So I knelt back down again an shut my eyes an opened my mouth,
an I heard her taking off her other shoe, I cant describe the sound but you
all know it anyway, a shoe sliding off over a sock. Then she must have taken
her sock off (I had my eyes tight closed an I was strangely excited to have
it happen again, an I was feeling pleased with myself coz I had made her
think I didn't want to, so she couldn't say I was weird or anything) coz
then a foot was in my mouth again, but faster this time, like all the way
in without touching my tongue first with he toes like she did last time.
And I remember sliding ever so slowly forward so it went further in an I
was actually very excited/scared if you know what I mean - I was worried
she would know, but she didn't seem to.
What do I think now? I think she did know, an I realize that I was doing
typical kid thinking, sort of like, if I don't see you, you're not there
- or, coz she didn't say anything, she didn't know. But I bet she did know,
it was a clumsy move anyhow an she was a smart kid.
Okay, here's just a personal thought, Amy still lives with her mom an she
goes to the same college I just left. I see her now an again an we say 'hi'…
of course, loads more stuff happened than this - don't worry, I'm getting
there :-) but I sometimes would love to get her drunk an just ask her stuff
that's been bugging me for years, like, did she know I liked what she did
in the tent? I will be in London by the time you read this but I am going
back for a week later - maybe I should email her, go see her an get us both
drunk (I probably wouldn't have the balls anyhow, but maybe I would go for
it if I was drunk…) fuck! That would be cool huh?
WELL, I USUALLY DO WHAT YOU GUYS SAY, PROBABLY COZ I'M SUB (DUH!) SO I WILL
START A MESSAGE BOARD TOPIC ON THE SITE AN WE CAN DISCUSS IT, AN IF YOU ALL
THINK I SHOULD (AN IF SOMEONE BUYS US THE TEQUILA) I MIGHT GO SEE HER - WOW,
THAT'S SO SCARY, I THINK I WANT TO, BUT I NEED TO BE 'TOLD' TO DO SOMETHING
:-)
Okay, sorry about that interruption… well, she left the second
foot in there quite a while (well, it seemed like it) an she didn't wriggle
her toes exactly, but she did fidget a bit, an then she took it out. Then
it was kinda weird an funky for a while an that little tent became a really
strange place to be, full of that sort of energy of little kids who have
ideas an strange emotions in them. She was kinda embarrassed after it was
over, and she just said, "Yuck sarah, you made my feet wet" an she pulled
one up to her lap an wiped it on her t-shirt. An I was still knelt there
with my mouth open an then Amy says, "I only got two feet stupid, c'mon,"
an she hurries out of the tent kinda dragging me with her an carrying her
shoes an socks.
Then she regretted doing that coz the hot gravel hurt her feet,
an she goes "Ow! Crap!" or something an literally falls onto her butt to
get her feet off the ground. An I followed her out an was stood there looking
at her on the ground when I hear…
"Hey Amy?" it was Isabelle, she's just standing right there with
her hands on her hips, she had probably seen us go in the tent from the window.
'Watcha doing kid?" she says to Amy.
An Amy goes, "nuthin… why?"
"I dunno… what you doin in the tent? Must be fuckin hot in there".
"Yeah," says Amy, "it was".
"That why you took your shoes an socks off?"
"We was just playin," says Amy.
"Yeah, bet you were," then Isabella laughs.
'Hey sis? I need to talk to you okay," says Amy.
'Yeah sure" came the reply, but Isabella was already heading for the house.
Amy just slips her bare feet in her tennis shoes an runs after here sister.
I just hung about in the yard for a while, sort of thinking that maybe Amy
would keep me in that tent an just come in an make me do stuff to her. It
seemed a lot like my dreams about Emma, and Amy wasn't Emma of course, she
was just a little kid, but she HAD done stuff to me, an that was exciting
an I guess I just felt that my dreams were more likely to happen with Amy
than Emma (who was just so cool an had so many friends, that she would never
bother with me). Well, that's what I was thinking about as I kicked the ball
into the net.
TO BE CONTINUED…
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