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Usual disclaimer applies here, if you’re under 18 reading this will make you blind so
go away. This story deals with underage sex so if offended please close the door on your
way out.
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My softball days
by Tower98
I was so exited to be playing in my first ever softball tournament. My two newest
friends Robin, and Tess had helped me all week long in the batting cages to help me
prepare. Just last year I was a cheerleader, but I had always wanted to try softball
so I figured what the hell, try it.
Robin was the best female athlete in our high school, and she looked it to. Standing
at 5’9 she looked invincible, with her brown hair tied back in a ponytail and her
shades covering her eyes she appeared intimidating on the pitchers mound. She was
fast to, with her long legs and big size 10 feet she could really get moving.
Tess was just as good; at 5’7 she was more average in height. She had pretty
bark brown hair and matching eyes. Just like Robin she wore her white knee high
game socks up to her knees and made sure her size 8 feet were tied in tight inside her
cleats.
Before we left for the game I made sure my blond hair was perfectly tied back and made
sure my baseball cap was not dirty. Unlike my friends I just wore ankle socks, my
friends had such pretty legs and they covered them? Once I was in good shape we left
and walked the two blocks to the park where we were going to play.
It was so damn hot and humid I was sweating from the walk over. My friends were
complaining that there legs and feet were sweating and I smiled knowing if they had worn
ankle socks instead of those heavy weight knee high socks they would have been better
off. As they wiped the sweat from their forehead I frowned, a lady should use a
towel I thought.
As it turned out I was an extra player so I was told I had to sit until there was a big
lead. It didn’t really bother me having to sit out; after all it was too hot to
play. I watched the girls throwing the ball around and chuckled, as they talked
tough to pump themselves up.
The first game started at noon and I sat under my umbrella to keep the hot sun off
me. Robin was dominating the game with strike out after strike out. After
every batter she pulled her cap off and used her sleeve to wipe the sweat from her
forehead. I was a little grossed out to see her shirt getting all wet with
sweat. With every pitch her ponytail flopped around and her feet jumped rapidly as
she waited impatiently for the batter to swing.
Tess was making some good stops at her shortstop position as well. My body tensed up
as the crack of the bat sounded and the ball hit the ground and bounced into her body
where she was able to get the handle on it and managed to fire the ball to first and got
the girl out. She was a player
3;
The game dragged on with out a score with the blazing sun hovering over us. It was
so hot my ice melted in minutes, much to my disappointment. The girls were running
all over and sprinting the base paths with out a worry of getting dehydrated. All
you could see when my friends ran the bases were there white knee high socks darting
along.
In the seventh inning Robin was up first to bat and she really wanted a hit. After
she took a ball and strike she ripped one to left field and got a stand up double.
She took a few steps and then was off when the bunt was laid down. I jumped to my
feet as Robin slide as the ball hit the girls glove. Then we all cheered when the
call was safe. My friend was covered in dirt and I new her legs must have
hurt. Those white socks were all dirty now. Tess was up next and when she
singled we all went ballistic. All we had to do was play solid defense to win.
Robin strikes out the side and we held on to win the game.
We had an hour to kill before our next game so we sat in the shade and talked about the
game as we waited. Most of the girls took of their cleats and tried to cool of their
feet, but Robin and Tess thought it would bring them bad luck. My bare feet were out
and I used a towel with water on it around my neck to keep me cool as we waited.
The next game we won in a rout, but I was still not allowed to play. We
started the championship game right after and the players were complaining about how hot
and sticky it was. It was still incredibly humid outside as we started the final
game. Robin was going to play first because her arm was so sore but the other
pitcher was just as good.
I sat and watched my friends run after foul balls and Tess made a few amazing stops.
They were covered in sweat and dirt but continued to battle for their trophy. Robin
hit a solo homerun in the third inning and we prayed that would be enough. Things
were going well until the seventh inning. Our third basemen took a ball of her ankle
and was unable to keep playing. It looked bad, as she had to be carried off the
field and taken to the emergency room. I now had to play third base for the final
three outs. It took me a minute to find my glove and then I trotted out to my
position. My teammates smiled at me as I took the field for the first time
ever.
My heart was racing as I watched the batter swing and hit the ball right at me. At
first I was like, I can catch it, but that thing was like a missile so I dove out of the
way. Tess and Robin yelled at me as the other team laughed. The next batter hit a
ground ball at me and I tried to step out of its path and stop it next to me but the ball
was moving so fast it flew past me. Tess ran after it and held the runners to
second and third.
I looked around and was sad to see my friends were starring angrily at me. I saw the
other team pointing at me and yelling, “she is afraid of the ball”. Sure
enough the next batter hit at me and when I turned to run after the ball I ran into Tess
knocking us both to the ground. Just like that the game was over.
We all sat stunned as the other team celebrated. After a few drinks of water we all
moved under the tree to say our goodbyes. I was appalled when Robin asked me to untie her
cleats. “I don’t touch feet”, I explained. With a raised
eyebrow she shook her head and walked away.
It was a long silent walk back to the house. Once we entered the air conditioner
felt so well. My friends sat on the sofa so I just collapsed on the floor. As
they talked about how great they played I lay out on my back and stretched. Yawning
I closed my eyes to rest for a few minutes knowing they were going to talk for along
time. My arms were folded up under my head as I dosed off.
As I groggily awoke I noticed a foul smell that was overcoming my senses. As
my eyes focused I noticed a foot on my face. I felt a heel on my cheek and then I
realized the sole was resting on my face. Then I felt another pair of feet resting
on my stomach. As I tried to get up I was horrified to find my arms, legs, and feet
were tied.
“Look who is up from her nap, sleeping beauty”.
Robin was speaking in an upset tone as she spoke down to me.
“You think you are to pretty to remove my cleats pretty girl. I think you need
to go back to cheerleading
3;you stupid bitch”.
My wrists were tied with duct tape and then tied to the recliner leg. My legs and
ankles had a lot of tape holding them as well. The smell grew worse as
Robin covered my face with both feet and pressed down hard asking, “how do you like
your view pretty girl?”
I could feel her long slender toes reaching around for my nose. When she found it
she wrapped her long toes around it and began tapping my nose with them. Then she
tightened her toes leaving me breathing in her foul odor. It was like breathing
through a straw and the straw led to a bottle of vinegar. My brain was ready to
explode from the pressure of her feet on my head and with the smell I was beyond grossed
out.
Then she allowed me to breath, her feet moving toward her. I watched in humidity as
she peeled off her socks and rolled them into one big ball. Then she reached down
and was going to place those gross things in my mouth. When I turned my head she
placed her right foot on the side of my head and pressed down pinning me to the
floor. Then she stood up and all of her weight was on my head. As she bounced
up and down I thought I was going to die. I could feel her toes grinding into me
and her sole pressing into me as her heel left my head pounding.
This time when she sat down and shoved the socks into my mouth I did not try to stop
her. She held her foot over the side of my head and would not allow me to move as I
tasted her salty socks and was forced to swallow the dirty disgusting taste from her
socks.
After awhile Robin released my head and I turned so I could look up again.
Robin’s feet were quickly covering my face again as they talked. Her feet were
sliding back and forth like she was having a massage. Her feet were hot as burning
coal and were so sweaty you could feel them sliding along.
My world was consumed with sweaty, foul smelling feet. I was stuck under her for an
hour before she pulled out the socks from my mouth. They both laughed as I tried
spitting out the taste. I watched as Robin pointed her toes and then shoved them
deep into my mouth. I was coughing as she wiggled them around my mouth. With a
tear in my eye I looked up at her with her middle finger extended right in my face, and
then I began crying as she commanded me to suck her superior feet. I was thinking
about what I should do when Tess stood up on my stomach. The weight of her on me
made it hard to breath so I did as I was told.
My body was freaking out as I sucked on her long sweaty toes. I was swallowing
pieces of her toe jam as I went. It was proving a challenge sucking her toes as
Tess walked with one foot in front of another up and down my stomach and
chest. With each step I grew more desperate for my freedom. Looking up
at my two friends and feeling their feet smothering me left me feeling humiliated and
silly.
My body jolted as Tess jumped onto my chest, then stood with each foot pressing into my
breasts. As I smelled Robin’s feet and looked up into Tess’s cold eyes I
felt so alone. It was as if I was a stepping mat for them to play with. It was
a felling of domination that was overcoming me.
I blushed when Robin began petting me with her long toes asking, “Do my feet
smell? They must be pretty ripe, it’s okay to admit it, I know they reek”,
she said in a giggly voice.
Their attention returned to the TV leaving my face covered with her feet for a
while. Having Robin scratch at my nose with her toes left me wiggling and trying to
stop the itching that her toes left on my nose. Then I felt her pinky toe exploring
my nostrils. After she swirled her toes around she began tracing my lips with her
pinky toe. My body cringed as she used her sweaty toes to tease my lips. The
taste of salt and vinegar filled my mouth as her toes forced their way into my mouth
leaving me gagging from the awful taste that consumed my every swallow.
As I lay under my friends smelly feet I watched them talking and laughing as they covered
me with their feet. I heard them saying I deserved this for losing the game.
They were blaming me and now they were getting revenge for failing them.
My eyes darted as I felt the feet come of my face and settle on the floor next to
me. I looked over at Robin’s long toes and then looked at her face and wondered
how such a pretty girl could have such smelly feet. Then I noticed bright red
toenails walking along the floor coming to a rest next to Robins. My eyes moved from
her cute ankles up her perfectly toned legs and stopped to admire the killer stomach
before I locked eyes with Tess. She was smirking as she told Robin that the
smelliest feet were about to get smelled now. I watched her sit next to Robin and
extend her feet so they were dangling above my face. As she lowered them I watched
wide-eyed as her soft looking feet came closer, the closer they came the worse the smell
became. Then she coldly said, go back to cheerleading as she covered my face with
her feet.
Her soft soles melted on my face. Her soles were covering my mouth and nose and I
could still feel how warm her feet were hours after the game. It was like someone
opened a bag of vinegar chips, as I smelled her soles. Tess was telling Robin her feet
felt good on my cold head. Then she separated her feet so I could look up at her and said,
“you are so much more suited for this then softball”, and they both had a good
laugh, as I smelled her feet.
The worst came as her toes crunched around my nose leaving me forced to inhale her foul
stench. It was as if a bottle of spoiled milk was opened and my head was shoved into
the bottle. It was useless trying to get free; her feet had a solid hold on my face.
With every breath my lungs burned with foot stink. As my breaths became shorter she
squeezed harder on my nose making sure I smelled between her toes. I could tell with
the tone in her voice she was enjoying the fact that she was forcing her smelly feet on
me, loved knowing I hated it and was intoxicated with the thoughts of me trapped under her
superior feet waiting for her next command.
Then light was beaming down on me again, looking up I saw her feet dangling over me as she
said in a motherly tone, “Now be a good girl and kiss my footsies
darling”.
As I kissed her silky soles I hoped she was almost done with me. The taste was so
much worse then Robin’s. I even had to kiss under her toes and along the side
of her foot. I heard her keep saying, “Kiss my feet, that’s a good girl,
keep going, a little harder baby”.
Then she had me licking her soles as she watched TV. They were laughing as they
watched and would occasionally look down to make sure I was still awake beneath their
feet. If I slowed my liking I received a quick kick in the head.
Eventually I had Robin’s feet covering my face and Tess had her toes getting
sucked. They took turns having their toes sucked and soles licked for the remainder
of the night. All I could smell and taste was their feet.
One month latter I was proud to be playing against them with my new team. I was in
right field and I was told not to worry because no one hit there. We played and won
three games to make it to the championship game against my former team. There were
so many things I was going to tell my former friends after we beat them badly in the
game.
However my plan fell apart after Tess and Robin hit my way every time. The balls
flew over my head and some just rolled right by me. I was so mad that we lost but my
teammates kept telling me it was okay. As the two teams shook hands I went to use
the ladies room so I could avoid my former friends. When I came out I was alarmed to
see Robin still talking to my teammates. I rushed over to see what they were saying
but was alarmed when she smiled at me. My hair was suddenly getting pulled and my
arms were grabbed as I was pushed pulled and tugged to the fields behind the
diamond. As they took me away they were all shouting angrily at me demanding to know
why I threw the game. I tried desperately to speak but I was soon once again on my
back and had my arms and legs sat on. This time I was frozen in fear as three
socked feet came crushing down onto my face. In the back round I heard Robin telling
them to make sure I suffered under all of their feet to make sure I would never forget my
lesson. As I cried out a sock was stuffed into my mouth and bare feet were all over
my head. As the smell over came my body leaving me unable to move I could hear the
angry mob getting bigger as more teams joined the fun. As I closed my eyes tightly I
remember thinking, cheerleading is where I need to be.