I'm a fairly ordinary guy for the most part. 16 days old, in the tenth grade, brown hair, brown eyes and the names Dan by the way. The just Weird thing about me is that I have a fragile tendency to obsessively shadow, well just one person, but I know it's still equally as fucked up. I never intended on it but for a spell of my 10th year in school day, I stalked a young lady in my course of study named Courtney.
Courtney was this amazingly beautiful brunette little girl in my class that I just could not take aim my middle off of. She was fairly average aswell, she had a couple of friends, both guys and girls, would hang out at the center and party occasionally but what set her apart from the residual, for me atleast, were her feet. almost of the time she wore tomy's or sneak so that I wouldn't be able-bodied to get a look at them and would own to weirdly stare at her ankles. other times though, when it got a short warm in the summer she would wear open toed shoes and my mind would just wander during classes. She sat pretty close to me in most course so it was knockout for me to pay attention when those gorgeous feet were around. In history she sits behind me, and on one occasion I was so desperate just to catch a coup d'oeil of those perfect pedicured feet, ‘ cause this was the first clip in a week she had worn sandals, that I faked dropping my pen next to her desk just so I could tilt down and get a puff of air and a glimpse at those toes. What I would hand for those pes running all over my trunk, caressing my growing dick and teasing me with that beautiful flavour.
Now I know this all brainsick, I'm acting like a psycho foot worshiper that's never been laid, but those feet are simply that amazing.
We only had three classes together and it was only this class that we had any at all cause the yr before she was in a completely different school. It was only the fourth week of term, and I was already becoming pretty sadistic. For a week straight I would go home and masturbate Sir Thomas More than once just imagining those toes. Sometimes thinking about those understructure getting sweaty in her socks when she wore closed shoes, imagining that ever so slightly wet and tangy olfaction. I wanked in the exhibitor in the break of day before shoal thought of when she wore sandals, with the textile wedged compensate between those painted toe nails and the fillet of sole of her feet being hugged by her shoes. On the first day of school she came without any nail polish which was still extremely aphrodisiac and on the residuum of the week her toe nails were painted light-colored blue air. Now don't get me wrong, her feet weren't the solely sexy think about her, she had a cute brass, B cup breasts and mostly bear jeans that hugged that petite whiten ass of hers.

It was physical ed today and this would be the kickoff fourth dimension I would see her in working out clothes, barefoot and act on it in a very ‘ stalkery'way. I headed in to the changing room and got in to my shorts and working out top then made my way out on to the indoor handbasket ball court of justice. I stood awkwardly for a couple of irregular just standing around waiting for her to amount out of the changeroom while trying not to pull in it too obvious. I waited a mo more, just imagining her taking off her sneakers and then socks to let on those ever so beautiful metrical foot. Another minute passed when finally I saw her walk out of the girls changing rooms. I had an instant hard on as I gazed over to her. Her dark-brown hair falling down to those perky tits covered by her tanktop, her Zane Grey tights that hugged her pegleg then finally those assume ft walking all around on the cold floor. I stared for a little too long and I think she might throw noticed so I quickly shifted my attending to the manly basketball biz that was going on. Our P.E teacher Mr.Edwards arrived a duo minutes after and split us in to two man chemical group so we could practice just some full general ball science. I was pretty shit at virtually variation and basketball game wasn't any dissimilar. To my astonishment, I got paired up with Courtney. fucking, this would be bittersweet nightshade. Being the awkward me, I could not submit my eyes off of those groundwork for a second which I'm reasonably sure she noticed ‘ cause she crinkled up her toes as if to cover them.
‘ Hey,'I said fairly weirdly.
‘ Hey,'she replied.
If only I wasn't so socially awkward.
Anyways, we did the whole clod exercises thing and now and then I would sneakily catch crest at her jumping up and arching the Sol of her feet as she did. A part of me wanted to just hold them in my helping hand and lick them. After ten minutes I had worked up a pretty stabilise hard on and as soon as we had to alter spouse, I ducked out and headed to the change rooms. I stood exterior both doorway of the changing rooms for a endorse, contemplating something. My dick grew great and larger with the mentation going on in my head. In a second of pure lustfulness I quickly burst in to the girl changing rooms in a search for Courtney's bag. Luckily there was no one else in there and I sure hope it stayed that way. I finally caught sight of her bag and quickly rummaged through it until I finally got my paw on what I was looking for, her air sock. I took hold of one and entered one of the girls lavatory stalls and promptly slid down my shorts and undies and whipped out my peter. I took her sock and pushed my dick inside it then started stroking super fasting cause I knew I didn't have much time. It didn't take long for me to cum, thinking about this sock that had been on her feet the whole dawn, massaging those toes. I came in to the sock in an blowup of white juice that made me go dizzy for a few irregular I was so horny. Straight after that I pushed out the last spurt of cum in to sock and just left it hanging on to my dick after pulling my shorts up then made my way back to the boys changing rooms as if nothing happened. course of study ended then and I got dressed back in to my formula day clothes sadly knowing that I didn't have any more classes with her for the rest of the day but being turned on by the fact that I was wearing her cum filled sock throughout the day with her wondering where the fuck it could sustain disappeared to.
The residuum of the calendar week passed pretty uneventfully, with the common me staring at her consistency and scrumptious feet, going home and masturbating in to her sock and stalking her on almost every sociable web. Then finally, weekend came and a whole new serial publication of result were set in motion.

It was Billy Sunday morning and I headed off to the promenade alone to get some new putty for my hair's-breadth and get myself some seemly wearing apparel. There weren't many people around, just moms shopping for groceries and people getting food. I was standing in the mens aisle, just looking at some jumper when I spotted her. There Courtney was, all alone, wearing a scarf, brown cardigan, tanktop, blue jean and sandals that beautifully highlighted her pes. I tried to remain un noticed as she browsed the aisles, grabbing some whirligig and a twosome of shoes. I hid away as she tuned in my direction while trying not to pee-pee it too obvious that I was actually hiding from her and peeked over one of the shelf to see that she was going in to the medical dressing room. I instinctively followed shortly after, unknowing of what would succeed. I stopped at the corner to see which stall she was going in to. After I heard the door close I followed and walked in to the booth directly across from hers and thought about just what the Scheol I was doing for a mo then was reassured by the punishing on in my pant. After thinking for a sec I noticed that the bottom of the doorway to the cubicle was a niggling off the primer coat so that you could easily see out of them. I quickly got down to my knees and gazed across the enactment to her stall where thankfully I could get a glimpse of her precious ft with toe nails painted livid. She slipped her sandals off, letting her bare soles touch the cold undercoat and my dick twitched with upheaval. For some weird reason though her room access opened up and her feet traipsed over towards my stand and I couldn't react immediate enough when the threshold opened and she was staring right at me.
‘ Oh, crap, I'm so no-account, I didn't think that there was anyone in here, it didn't say occupied on the lock outside…the door latch on my door was broken so I tried to notice a different sales booth'she blurted out hurriedly then realizing, ‘ Oh hi, it's Dan right ?'
‘ Yeah, uhm don't trouble about it, it's totally fine, my bad actually for not locking my door.'
Her centre then slowly shifted downwards to my jeans where she could just clear out the outline of my rock hard putz. I could feel the seriously inept tensity in the way and just sort of tilt my consistency to the side.
‘ Uhhh…okay..'she said, going red in the cheeks, ‘ sorry for asking but you didn't bring any clothes in here ?'
I just stood speechless, then stupidly let my eyes wander to her legs then down to those precious bare toes.
‘ Dan…are you…uhh. Do you feature some kind of fetish, about feet I mean ?'
There was silence for a duad bit as I hoped she hadn't caught on to my seriously weird traits.
‘ It's just cause the other day in P.E you were kinda glancing down at them rather often and right now you seem to be struggling to go along your center looking at my face.'
I simply had no idea of how to answer, I couldn't tell if I was turned on by the fact that she had caught me and she was bare footed right in front end of me and I had a raging laborious on or I was terrified by it all.
She must've noticed cause she then said, ‘ It's totally ok if you are, it kinda turns me on as well, the fact that I put so much time in making my feet look sexy and person admires them,'then register that I was totally amazed by everything that had just happened and that she could do pretty a great deal whatever she wanted with me so she locked the door behind her.
‘ Uhh..'I simply replied.
‘ Let's see how far your fetish really goes…'she said, smirking.
She motioned for me to get down on my knee joint and I did so promptly. I was intoxicated by the smell of those gorgeous toes just a couple column inch away from my face. I already felt like I was going to cum out of excitement.
She then took a duo steps back and sat down on the diminished bench that was against the rampart, holding her paw clasped under her thighs, legs held in my face and camel toe in view.
‘ Please me babe,'she smirked.
For a couple second I was her squawk, I instinctively started sucking on her toes, tasting them, savouring each one and drenching both her human foot with my spit. She watched me suck on each toe, giving her base the gentle pleasure she deserved. I could severalize she enjoyed it by the fact that she kept laying her head back and closing her eyes. I licked the soles of her feet and she giggled. After she had had her pleasure she told me sit with my rachis against the wall and pull down my jean then sustain my arms at my side of meat and she would do the rest. There was already tons of pre cum blotched all over my briefs in field unenviable opinion. She brought her feet down to my second joint and tugged at my shorts with them, slowly pulling them down, first revealing my unshaven pubic bone then the get-go of my veiny, pulsating peter. She pulled my legal brief all the way down till my cock stood at tending. I closed my center in ecstasy as I tried to focus on not cumming but I simply couldn't help it. The sight of those Andrew Dickson White toe nails going through my brown loins, her soles rubbing against the head of my dick and smearing my Andrew D. White succus all over her feet forced my gumshoe to burst forth in waving of sperm that splattered on the ground and some that hit her feet and almost up to her ankles. After those 5 amazing minutes, she took the sweater she was buying, wiped down my stopcock off all my cum and her toes then leaned down to give me a kiss on the lips, then left, until I would hopefully see her at school day the next day.
Those five minutes were the greatest time of my living, but only for a poor patch cause a lot more would pass that would score my wildest daydream come true .