I'm a fairly ordinary guy for the most role. 16 years old, in the tenth mark, brown hair, brown eyes and the names Dan by the way. The merely weird thing about me is that I have a slight tendency to obsessively shadow, well just one somebody, but I know it's still equally as fucked up. I never intended on it but for a while of my tenth year in school, I stalked a girl in my course of study named Courtney.
Courtney was this amazingly beautiful brunette girlfriend in my category that I just could not take my eye off of. She was fairly medium aswell, she had a twosome of supporter, both bozo and girlfriend, would hang out at the mall and party occasionally but what set her apart from the residuum, for me atleast, were her groundwork. Most of the time she wore tomy's or sneakers so that I wouldn't be capable to get a look at them and would suffer to weirdly gaze at her mortise joint. early metre though, when it got a little warm in the summer she would wear undetermined toed shoe and my creative thinker would just wander during form. She sat pretty cheeseparing to me in virtually classes so it was hard for me to pay tending when those gorgeous feet were around. In history she sits behind me, and on one occasion I was so despairing just to enchant a glimpse of those perfect pedicured feet, ‘ cause this was the starting time prison term in a week she had worn sandals, that I faked dropping my pen next to her desk just so I could run down and get a whiff and a glance at those toes. What I would cave in for those metrical unit running all over my body, caressing my growing dick and teasing me with that beautiful flavor.
Now I know this all gaga, I'm acting like a psychotic metrical foot worshiper that's never been laid, but those substructure are simply that amazing.
We only had three stratum together and it was only this year that we had any at all drive the year before she was in a completely different schoolhouse. It was only the fourth week of term, and I was already becoming pretty sadistic. For a week heterosexual I would go home and masturbate Thomas More than once just imagining those toes. Sometimes thinking about those fundament getting sweaty in her windsock when she wore closed skid, imagining that ever so slightly wet and tangy odour. I wanked in the exhibitioner in the morning before schoolhouse thinking of when she wore sandals, with the cloth wedged veracious between those painted toe nails and the Sol of her feet being hugged by her horseshoe. On the firstly day of school she came without any nail burnish which was still extremely aphrodisiac and on the rest of the calendar week her toe nails were painted light blue sky. Now don't get me wrong, her feet weren't the sole sexy think about her, she had a cute face, B cup knocker and mostly wear thin jean that hugged that petite white ass of hers.

It was physical ed today and this would be the low time 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 field goal ball lawcourt. I stood awkwardly for a couple of seconds just standing around waiting for her to come out of the changeroom while trying not to make it too obvious. I waited a minute of arc more, just imagining her taking off her sneakers and then socks to reveal those ever so beautiful feet. Another minute passed when finally I saw her walk out of the girls changing way. I had an instant hard on as I gazed over to her. Her chocolate-brown hair falling down to those perky tits covered by her tanktop, her grey tights that hugged her legs then finally those bear human foot walking all around on the cold base. I stared for a fiddling too long and I think she might have noticed so I quickly shifted my attention to the manly basketball game biz that was going on. Our P.E teacher Mr.Edwards arrived a span minutes after and split us in to two man group so we could recitation just some worldwide ball skills. I was pretty shit at most play and basketball wasn't any different. To my amazement, I got paired up with Courtney. Fuck, this would be climbing bittersweet. Being the awkward me, I could not demand my center off of those metrical foot for a second which I'm pretty sure she noticed ‘ movement she crinkled up her toes as if to hide them.
‘ Hey,'I said fairly weirdly.
‘ Hey,'she replied.
If only I wasn't so socially embarrassing.
Anyways, we did the whole ball exercises thing and now and then I would sneakily grab summit at her jumping up and arching the fillet of sole of her feet as she did. A part of me wanted to just prevail them in my bridge player and work out them. After ten minutes I had worked up a pretty steady hard on and as soon as we had to change partners, I ducked out and headed to the modification elbow room. I stood outside both doors of the changing rooms for a second, contemplating something. My dick grew magnanimous and prominent with the thoughts going on in my head. In a import of pure lecherousness I quickly burst in to the girls changing rooms in a lookup for Courtney's bag. Luckily there was no one else in there and I sure hope it stayed that way. I finally caught pile of her bag and quickly rummaged through it until I finally got my handwriting on what I was looking for, her socks. I took clutch of one and entered one of the miss bathroom booth and promptly slid down my drawers and undies and whipped out my cock. I took her sock and pushed my dick inside it then started stroking super fast causa I knew I didn't have practically clock time. It didn't take long for me to cum, thinking about this sock that had been on her feet the whole morn, massaging those toes. I came in to the sock in an explosion of white juice that made me go dizzy for a few seconds I was so horny. heterosexual person after that I pushed out the last spurt of cum in to whap and just left it hanging on to my dick after pulling my shorts up then made my way back to the boys changing room as if zippo happened. Class ended then and I got dressed back in to my normal day dress sadly knowing that I didn't have any more than classes with her for the residual 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 have disappeared to.
The rest of the week passed pretty uneventfully, with the usual me staring at her body and yummy feet, going dwelling and masturbating in to her wind cone and stalking her on almost every social network. Then finally, weekend came and a whole new series of event were set in motion.

It was William Ashley Sunday dawning and I headed off to the mall alone to get some new putty for my hair and get myself some decent apparel. There weren't many people around, just moms shopping for groceries and mass getting food. I was standing in the mens aisle, just looking at some sweaters when I spotted her. There Courtney was, all alone, wearing a scarf joint, browned Cardigan Welsh corgi, tanktop, jeans and sandals that beautifully highlighted her feet. I tried to continue un noticed as she browsed the aisle, grabbing some teetotum and a duad of shoes. I hid away as she tuned in my commission while trying not to produce it too obvious that I was actually hiding from her and peeked over one of the shelves to see that she was going in to the dressing rooms. I instinctively followed shortly after, unknowing of what would play along. 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 stall directly across from hers and thought about just what the inferno I was doing for a indorsement then was reassured by the hard on in my bloomers. After thinking for a second gear I noticed that the bottom of the door to the sales booth was a little off the ground so that you could easily see out of them. I quickly got down to my knees and gazed across the passage to her stall where thankfully I could get a coup d'oeil of her cute infantry with toe nails painted snowy. She slipped her sandals off, letting her bare soles touch the cold background and my dick twitched with exhilaration. For some eldritch reason though her door opened up and her feet traipsed over towards my booth and I couldn't react immediate enough when the door opened and she was staring right at me.
‘ Oh, crap, I'm so dark, I didn't think that there was anyone in here, it didn't say occupied on the curl outside…the latch on my doorway was broken so I tried to determine a different stall'she blurted out hurriedly then realizing, ‘ Oh hi, it's Dan right hand ?'
‘ Yeah, uhm don't trouble about it, it's totally fine, my bad actually for not locking my door.'
Her eyes then slowly shifted downwards to my jean where she could just reach out the outline of my rock music hard peter. I could find the seriously awkward tension in the way and just sort of tilt my consistence to the side.
‘ Uhhh…okay..'she said, going red in the nerve, ‘ sorry for asking but you didn't bring any dress in here ?'
I just stood speechless, then stupidly let my eyes wander to her legs then down to those cute bare toes.
‘ Dan…are you…uhh. Do you cause some kind of fetish, about feet I mean ?'
There was silence for a duo s as I hoped she hadn't caught on to my seriously eldritch 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 keep your middle looking at my face.'
I simply had no estimation 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 of me and I had a raging hard on or I was terrified by it all.
She must've noticed cause she then said, ‘ It's totally hunky-dory if you are, it kinda turns me on as well, the fact that I put so often clock time in making my feet look sexy and someone admires them,'then read that I was totally amazed by everything that had just happened and that she could do pretty much whatever she wanted with me so she locked the room access behind her.
‘ Uhh..'I simply replied.
‘ Let's see how far your voodoo really goes…'she said, smirking.
She motioned for me to get down on my knees and I did so promptly. I was intoxicated by the smell of those gorgeous toes just a pair off inches away from my face. I already felt like I was going to cum out of excitement.
She then took a copulate step back and sat down on the pocket-sized bench that was against the rampart, holding her helping hand clasped under her thighs, legs held in my face and camel toe in view.
‘ Please me infant,'she smirked.
For a duet minutes I was her bitch, I instinctively started sucking on her toes, tasting them, savouring each one and drenching both her feet with my saliva. She watched me take in on each toe, giving her feet the docile pleasure she deserved. I could tell she enjoyed it by the fact that she kept laying her fountainhead back and closing her eyes. I licked the sole of her metrical unit and she giggled. After she had had her pleasure she told me sit with my back against the wall and pull down my blue jean then hold open my weapon system at my incline and she would do the rest. There was already tons of pre cum blotched all over my brief in plain embarrassing view. She brought her feet down to my second joint and tugged at my shorts with them, slowly pulling them down, first revealing my unshaved pubic bone then the outset of my veiny, pulsating prick. She pulled my briefs all the way down till my cock stood at attention. I closed my eyes in cristal as I tried to focus on not cumming but I simply couldn't help it. The sight of those white toe nails going through my brown loins, her so rubbing against the head word of my dick and smearing my Stanford White succus all over her metrical unit forced my cock to explode in waves of sperm that splattered on the ground and some that hit her substructure and almost up to her ankle. After those 5 mystify minutes, she took the sweater she was buying, wiped down my cock 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 the next day.
Those five instant were the greatest time of my life, but only for a unforesightful spell cause a lot more would happen that would stimulate my wildest dreams come true .