Kristen, was a beautiful girl. Soft blue eyes, and long brown hair.
She was in her sophmore year at college, and was home for the summer. Her
parents lived in a small subdivision, and because she had grown up there,
she knew almost everyone. Including me. We were the only kids in the
subdivision, and we were good friends, especially in gradeschool, and
middle
school. But as time passed and we matured more, we gradually drifted
apart. After her senior year in High School, she moved away to college.
She would hardley ever visit home at all for the first year, and this was
only her second time back home this year.
I had just graduated from High School, and was bored. I still had
another month before I went to college, and had no plans besides sit and
vegitate in front of the computer by day, and party by night. Things were
really starting to get too routine for me, until she came home for a visit.
I'm not exactically sure if she even wanted to talk to me anymore, so I
decided not push my luck. Just a hello, a smile, and as much small talk as
she made. So satisfied with my 'plan' to reaquant myself with her I went
outside, and positioned myself in the yard, where I knew I would see her,
and she would see me.
She had no idea that had a foot fetish, and used to 'admire' her feet
from afar when we were younger. I've always had a crush on her, and
I
always found myself lusting after her feet when we were together, as young
teens.
Now two years latter I found myself in the same damn position, lusting
after
her and her cute tootsies. However, I didn't get a chance to reminice
long,
when "Hi Mike, haven't seen you in awhile." She came up from noware! "Oh,
hello Kristen, so, how is college so far, ya, know, I'm going this fall"
I said.
wondering where she came from. "Oh its alright, alot easier than High School.
So which college are you going to?" Kristen said. "Oh, its a small college
in
Indiana, you probably never heard of it. Hey, where were you, just now? I
didn't hear your door." I remarked. "Oh, I was out jogging." she replied.
"in THOSE shoes" I said. she was wearing a pair of canvas shoes, definetley
NOT your running shoes. "Ya, I forgot my tennies in my dorm back at
college, but anyway, I just wanted to say hello, I really have to get back
to my
typing." she said. Canvas shoes and SOCKS, there isn't a sexier combination
than that! I thought to myself, as I walked back inside to the air
conditioning.
Well, just as I settled in for another boring day in front of the
computer, I heard a knocking. I was very unwilling to get up however, it was
95 degrees outside, and even with the air coniditioning I just wanted to
relax, but as soon as saw that it was Kristen, I perked up right away.
"Hello again, so what brings you over here" I said. glancing down at her
feet again, I saw that she was still wearing the same shoes. "Hi Mike, I
need your help!" she said. "You need MY help?" I said. "I think, you know
alot about computers right?" she pleaded. "Well, I know a little, whats
the problem?" I asked. "well, I have a computer at school, and I was typing
a paper on it. I saved everything to a disk so that I could work on it here
at home, while I was on vacation, and...and, the damn thing WONT save
to
the disk here! I just typed 800 words, before I went jogging, and I was
going
to save it when I got back, but, It wont do it!" she said in a very flusterd
tone. "Could you please come over and take a look at it?" she added. "Well,
I'm not busy for awhile, so I guess I could." I said trying to conceal my
excitement!
Needless to say, I followed her right over. As soon as I got there
though, she started straitning the house, and wouldn't even sit next to me.
The first thing I checked was the disk, and sure enough, the little lock
protection slider on top was slid into the 'lock' position. Even though I
found the problem, I decided to 'fake' it, so I could stay a little longer,
long enough for her to take off her shoes at least!, so I stalled, for
another hour, then she finaly stoped straightening her mothers house. She
pulled up a chair, and said "So, can you get it?". "Well, I think I've
got it pinned down now." I said, as I slyly watched her place her feet
underneath the desk. She was STILL wearing her shoes after about ten
minutes of her feet being under there. By now, the combination of her sexy
voice, and sexy feet, I was going WILD. Sadley though, I knew I would have
to leave her and her feet, because I was running out of things to 'check' on
her computer. I tried to act like I was bored with being there, so she
would keep on talking to me. then, she said the magic words. "Ohh, are my
feet tired" she said. Wow, was I happy to hear that maybe I'd even get see
her feet before I left. "Why dont you take a break, and give me a foot
massage." I almost lost it, just those words was all it took to get my
heart pumping! "Sure" I tried my hardest not to seem too enthusiastic, but
I'm sure, I sounded eager! and with that she placed her feet, still in their
shoes, on my lap. I wanted to be sure to savor every moment I could so I
took my time, untieing each shoe, then losening them. I took off each of
her canvas shoes with such care, you'd think they were solid gold! I took
my time holding the shoes, I tried to make seem like I didn't know where to
put them down. However she soon reached out and said, "here let me take
those things" and with that she took the shoes away from me, and set
them
on the computer desk next to her. I was sooo nervous! my hands were
shaking, and I was begining to feel a little bit buzzed. "Whats the
matter....Mike, you look like you've just seen a ghost," she said, almost
seductivly. "Uhhh, hmm nnothing...I'm just a little bit woozy" I stammerd.
"Are my feet bothering you?" she said. "It..its, not......" "Then WHAT is
it?...Mike" she softly interupted. She was onto me, from the beginning! "Do
you like my pretty little feet?......" I just looked into her eyes, pleading
without
words. "I think you should lie down on your back for awhile....Mike." she
said rather eagerly. I quickly agreed and lied down, face up. By the way,
you may want to check to see if the disk is write protected!" And with that
she slowly lowered her sock clad feet, lower, and lower. Then she placed
them, gently on my face, flicked the switched on the disk, and began typing.
Hours passed, which seemed like minutes, as one of my greatest
fantasies was being realized. The whole time she typed, I lied there, under
her feet, becoming aquanted with every stitch in the soles of her damp socks.
Periodically she would shift her feet on my face, sometimes her toes pointed
straight into my mouth, other times I was just covered.
"We'll, Mike, are you enjoying yourself? are you ready for a change of
pace yet." she said. I tried to reply, but she just wiggled her soles,
playfully into my face. "No, don't say anything, I know what you want now,
but sorry you cant have it - not just yet." She said, as she took off her
socks with her feet. oth fell squarly on my face. Ten she moved socks
around my face, with her,now bare feet. Mike." she moaned, as hands
wanderd up her thigh, and closer to her pussy. "Oh Mike....Suck my toes!"
she moaned, as she plunged her toes into my mouth. I couldn't see much with
her sweet foot in my mouth. Her running shorts were now down around her
ankles, and they were saturated with her juice in the crotch. With her toes
still
in my mouth they slid down further, past her heel, then past her arch, then
the
soaked shorts reached her saliva soaked toes just as she pulled them out
of
my mouth. The shorts stayed there, teetering on the tips of her toes. The
crotch was directly above my face, as it slid off the tip of her toe, and
onto my face! "Well, I already know you like the taste, of my feet, but how
about my sweet pussy!" she spoke, as her bare foot came down, and pressed
the wet crotch of the shorts into my mouth. I have never smelled a smell
as erotic as the combined smell of her feet & pussy. "Do you like this smell
too, Mike?" she said. I could only mumble out the word "yes". "Good,
because you can have more of it" she said. I do have a 'special' treat
in store for you." she said, as she slid her knees forward, and positioned
her pussy inches above my face. Her pussy lips glistened with her juice.
"PLEASE eat me, Mike". she moaned as she lowered her pussy to my
awaiting tongue. I licked tirelessly at her sweet pussy, it was better than
anything I could have imagined. She moaned, and moaned, as she orgasmed
all over my face. She slowley rose to her feet. After her fourth orgasm,
She
walked down towords my restrained, and heavily swollen member. "Now its
your turn" She said, as she unzipped my pants, and took out my VERY hard
penis. I just lied there, trying to hold my orgasm off as long as I could.
First
she started giving me a hand job, then she bent over and kissed the pre-cum
off opened her mouth, and began sucking my penis. I was in heaven as I
sprayed load after load of cum. "Wow Mike, that is alot of jism! It looks
sooo tasty, as she licked some off of her lips. "Ya, know Mike, I have alot of
problems with computers." she said with a grin. "Well you know where I
live if you ever need help agian!" I said. "I'm sure I will, maybe next
time you can help with a girlfriends computer!"