I'm a fairly fair guy for the most part. 16 years old, in the ten percent mark, brown hair's-breadth, brownish eyes and the epithet Dan by the way. The alone weird thing about me is that I have a svelte leaning 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 piece of my ten percent year in school, I stalked a girl in my socio-economic class named Courtney.
Courtney was this amazingly beautiful brunette young woman in my class that I just could not take my eyes off of. She was fairly modal aswell, she had a couple of friends, both hombre and girls, would hang out at the mall and political party occasionally but what set her apart from the residue, for me atleast, were her feet. about of the metre she wore tomy's or sneakers so that I wouldn't be able to get a flavor at them and would have to weirdly gaze at her mortise joint. early times though, when it got a minuscule warm in the summertime she would jade receptive toed shoes and my nous would just wander during classes. She sat pretty close to me in nearly classes so it was hard for me to pay attention when those gorgeous infantry were around. In history she sits behind me, and on one occasion I was so do-or-die just to catch a glimpse of those perfect pedicured fundament, ‘ cause this was the start time in a calendar week she had worn sandals, that I faked dropping my pen following to her desk just so I could tip down and get a whiff and a glance at those toes. What I would give for those human foot running all over my organic structure, caressing my growing dick and teasing me with that beautiful smell.
Now I know this all mad, I'm acting like a psychotic pes worshiper that's never been laid, but those feet are simply that amazing.
We only had three family together and it was only this year that we had any at all campaign the twelvemonth before she was in a completely different school day. It was only the fourth workweek of terminus, and I was already becoming pretty sadistic. For a week heterosexual I would go home base and masturbate More than once just imagining those toes. Sometimes thinking about those metrical foot getting sweaty in her socks when she wore shut down shoes, imagining that ever so slightly wet and tangy smell. I wanked in the shower in the dayspring before school thought process of when she wore sandals, with the material wedged right between those painted toe nails and the soles of her feet being hugged by her horseshoe. On the first day of school she came without any nail finish which was still extremely sexy and on the rest period of the week her toe nails were painted illumination blue. Now don't get me wrong, her substructure weren't the only when sexy think about her, she had a precious face, B cup breasts and mostly wear jeans that hugged that petite egg white ass of hers.

It was forcible ed today and this would be the first sentence I would see her in working out wearing apparel, barefoot and act on it in a very ‘ stalkery'way. I headed in to the changing elbow room and got in to my shorts and working out top then made my way out on to the indoor hoop ball court. I stood awkwardly for a couple of indorsement just standing around waiting for her to come out of the changeroom while trying not to make it too obvious. I waited a minute more, just imagining her taking off her sneakers and then wind sleeve to reveal those ever so beautiful feet. Another minute passed when finally I saw her walk out of the girlfriend changing rooms. I had an instant hard on as I gazed over to her. Her Brown University pilus falling down to those perky tits covered by her tanktop, her greyish tights that hugged her legs then finally those bear pes walking all around on the cold floor. I stared for a little too long and I think she might hold noticed so I quickly shifted my attention to the manly basketball plot that was going on. Our P.E teacher Mr.Edwards arrived a brace minutes after and split us in to two man chemical group so we could drill just some worldwide ball skills. I was pretty shit at most fun and basketball wasn't any unlike. To my amazement, I got paired up with Courtney. piece of tail, this would be staff vine. Being the awkward me, I could not take my eyes off of those human foot for a second which I'm pretty sure she noticed ‘ drive she crinkled up her toes as if to blot out them.
‘ Hey,'I said fairly weirdly.
‘ Hey,'she replied.
If only I wasn't so socially awkward.
Anyways, we did the whole ball exercises thing and now and then I would sneakily grab pinnacle at her jumping up and arching the colloidal suspension of her feet as she did. A part of me wanted to just keep back them in my hand and figure out them. After ten minutes I had worked up a pretty steady hard on and as soon as we had to change cooperator, I ducked out and headed to the change rooms. I stood outside both doors of the changing rooms for a irregular, contemplating something. My gumshoe grew larger and declamatory with the thoughts going on in my promontory. In a moment of pure lust I quickly burst in to the girls changing room 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 raft of her bag and quickly rummaged through it until I finally got my workforce on what I was looking for, her socks. I took cargo area of one and entered one of the girls bathroom horse barn and promptly slid down my shorts and undies and whipped out my cock. I took her sock and pushed my dick inside it then started stroking super fast cause I knew I didn't have often fourth dimension. It didn't take long for me to cum, thinking about this sock that had been on her base the whole dayspring, 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. Straight after that I pushed out the net spurts of cum in to bop and just left it hanging on to my dick after pulling my underdrawers up then made my way back to the boys changing rooms as if nothing happened. course ended then and I got dressed back in to my normal day clothes sadly knowing that I didn't have any more year 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 birth disappeared to.
The rest of the week passed pretty uneventfully, with the usual me staring at her consistency and scrumptious feet, going dwelling house and masturbating in to her sock and stalking her on almost every social network. Then finally, weekend came and a unscathed new series of events were set in motion.

It was Sunday morning and I headed off to the plaza alone to get some new putty for my haircloth and get myself some decent clothes. There weren't many citizenry around, just mama shopping for grocery and citizenry getting solid food. I was standing in the hands aisle, just looking at some sweater when I spotted her. There Courtney was, all alone, wearing a scarf, Robert Brown cardigan, tanktop, dungaree and sandals that beautifully highlighted her substructure. I tried to stay un noticed as she browsed the aisles, grabbing some upside and a pair of shoes. I hid away as she tuned in my direction while trying not to hit 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 dressing rooms. I instinctively followed shortly after, unknowing of what would follow. I stopped at the nook to see which dilly-dally she was going in to. After I heard the doorway close I followed and walked in to the sales booth directly across from hers and thought about just what the hell I was doing for a second then was reassured by the hard on in my bloomers. After thinking for a second I noticed that the bottom of the doorway to the carrell 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 glimpse of her cute base with toe nails painted white. She slipped her sandals off, letting her bare soles touch the cold-blooded footing and my dick twitched with excitement. For some Wyrd reason though her door opened up and her feet traipsed over towards my stall and I couldn't react warm enough when the threshold opened and she was staring right at me.
‘ Oh, turd, I'm so dismal, I didn't think that there was anyone in here, it didn't say occupied on the lock outside…the latch on my door was broken so I tried to obtain a dissimilar cubicle'she blurted out hurriedly then realizing, ‘ Oh hi, it's Dan rightfield ?'
‘ Yeah, uhm don't trouble about it, it's totally okay, my bad actually for not locking my door.'
Her eyes then slowly shifted downwards to my blue jean where she could just make out the outline of my John Rock hard tool. I could sense the seriously inept tension in the room and just variety of change over my consistence to the side.
‘ Uhhh…okay..'she said, going red in the cheeks, ‘ sorry for asking but you didn't bring any dress in here ?'
I just stood speechless, then stupidly let my eyes wander to her leg then down to those precious bare toes.
‘ Dan…are you…uhh. Do you have some variety of fetich, about feet I mean ?'
There was silence for a dyad seconds as I hoped she hadn't caught on to my seriously eldritch traits.
‘ It's just induce 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 eyes looking at my face.'
I simply had no idea of how to reply, 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 okay if you are, it kinda turns me on as well, the fact that I put so much time in making my foot look sexy and individual admires them,'then read that I was totally amazed by everything that had just happened and that she could do pretty a lot 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 stifle and I did so promptly. I was intoxicated by the scent of those gorgeous toes just a couple inches away from my face. I already felt like I was going to cum out of excitement.
She then took a duo whole tone back and sat down on the lowly terrace that was against the wall, holding her hands clasped under her thighs, legs held in my nerve and camel toe in view.
‘ Please me baby,'she smirked.
For a couple minutes I was her bitch, I instinctively started sucking on her toes, tasting them, savouring each one and drenching both her metrical unit with my saliva. She watched me wet-nurse on each toe, giving her feet the gentle pleasance she deserved. I could secern she enjoyed it by the fact that she kept laying her head back and closing her eyes. I licked the sole of her feet and she giggled. After she had had her pleasure she told me sit with my cover against the wall and pull down my denim then preserve my arms at my sides and she would do the ease. There was already gross ton of pre cum blotched all over my Jockey shorts in champaign obstruct eyeshot. She brought her feet down to my second joint and tugged at my short with them, slowly pulling them down, first revealing my unshaved pubes then the outset of my veiny, pulsating tool. She pulled my briefs all the way down till my cock stood at attention. I closed my eyes in rapture as I tried to focus on not cumming but I simply couldn't help it. The muckle of those blank toe nails going through my brown pubes, her soles rubbing against the straits of my dick and smearing my white succus all over her pes forced my dick to detonate in wafture of sperm that splattered on the background and some that hit her invertebrate foot and almost up to her mortise joint. After those 5 amazing min, 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 osculation on the back talk, then left, until I would hopefully see her at schoolhouse the next day.
Those five minutes were the with child time of my life, but only for a short while cause a lot more would happen that would make my uncivilized dreams come true .