I'm a fairly average guy for the to the highest degree share. 16 twelvemonth old, in the tenth tier, brown hair, browned eyes and the names Dan by the way. The merely weird thing about me is that I have a slim 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 while of my 10th year in school, I stalked a girl in my stratum named Courtney.
Courtney was this amazingly beautiful brunette young lady in my class that I just could not take my middle off of. She was fairly medium aswell, she had a pair of friends, both guy and girls, would give ear out at the mall and company occasionally but what set her apart from the relaxation, for me atleast, were her feet. well-nigh of the fourth dimension she wore tomy's or sneakers so that I wouldn't be able-bodied to get a look at them and would have to weirdly gaze at her ankles. former times though, when it got a little warm in the summer she would fall apart unfastened toed shoes and my mind would just wander during classes. She sat pretty fill up to me in nigh socio-economic class so it was punishing for me to pay aid when those gorgeous feet were around. In history she sits behind me, and on one occasion I was so desperate just to catch a glance of those perfect pedicured feet, ‘ cause this was the initiatory sentence in a week she had worn sandals, that I faked dropping my pen next to her desk just so I could list down and get a puff and a glance at those toes. What I would give for those feet running all over my body, caressing my growing peter and teasing me with that beautiful aroma.
Now I know this all unbalanced, I'm acting like a psychotic foot worshiper that's never been laid, but those feet are simply that amazing.
We only had three form together and it was only this year that we had any at all cause the year before she was in a completely unlike school. It was only the fourth week of full term, and I was already becoming pretty sadistic. For a week straight I would go abode and masturbate More than once just imagining those toes. Sometimes thinking about those feet getting sweaty in her wind sleeve when she wore close up shoes, imagining that ever so slightly wet and tangy feel. I wanked in the shower in the morning before school thinking of when she wore sandals, with the textile wedged right between those painted toe nails and the soles of her ft being hugged by her shoes. On the get-go day of schooltime she came without any nail polish which was still extremely sexy and on the quietus of the week her toe nails were painted unaccented blue. Now don't get me wrong, her metrical foot weren't the only sexy think about her, she had a cute face, B cup breasts and mostly wore jeans that hugged that petite white ass of hers.

It was physical ed today and this would be the first prison term I would see her in working out apparel, barefoot and act on it in a very ‘ stalkery'way. I headed in to the changing elbow room and got in to my short and working out top then made my way out on to the indoor handbasket ball royal court. I stood awkwardly for a yoke of arcsecond just standing around waiting for her to total out of the changeroom while trying not to make it too obvious. I waited a arcminute more, just imagining her taking off her stool pigeon and then socks to uncover those ever so beautiful feet. Another mo passed when finally I saw her walk out of the girls changing room. I had an instant hard on as I gazed over to her. Her embrown fuzz falling down to those perky boob covered by her tanktop, her grey leotards that hugged her legs then finally those bear pes walking all around on the stale floor. I stared for a slight too long and I think she might have noticed so I quickly shifted my aid to the manly basketball game that was going on. Our P.E instructor Mr.Edwards arrived a dyad moment after and split us in to two man groups so we could pattern just some general orb acquisition. I was pretty shit at most sports and basketball wasn't any different. To my amazement, I got paired up with Courtney. fuck, this would be bittersweet. Being the awkward me, I could not engage my centre off of those feet for a second which I'm moderately sure she noticed ‘ cause she crinkled up her toes as if to obscure them.
‘ Hey,'I said fairly weirdly.
‘ Hey,'she replied.
If only I wasn't so socially uneasy.
Anyways, we did the unit ball exercises matter and now and then I would sneakily take hold of peaks at her jumping up and arching the sole of her ft as she did. A voice of me wanted to just hold them in my hand and lick them. After ten transactions I had worked up a pretty becalm hard on and as soon as we had to change partners, I ducked out and headed to the change suite. I stood international both door of the changing suite for a second, contemplating something. My dick grew magnanimous and larger with the thoughts going on in my head. In a moment of pure lust I quickly burst in to the female child 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 hands on what I was looking for, her windsock. I took time lag of one and entered one of the miss toilet stalls 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 superintendent fasting suit I knew I didn't have a lot time. It didn't take long for me to cum, thinking about this sock that had been on her human foot the whole morning, massaging those toes. I came in to the sock in an explosion of snowy succus that made me go dizzy for a few seconds I was so horny. straight after that I pushed out the survive 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. family ended then and I got dressed back in to my rule day wearing apparel 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 screwing it could hold disappeared to.
The rest of the week passed pretty uneventfully, with the usual me staring at her body and scrumptious feet, going home plate and masturbating in to her sock and stalking her on almost every social network. Then finally, weekend came and a completely new serial publication of case were set in motion.

It was Sun morning and I headed off to the promenade alone to get some new putty for my hair and get myself some comely apparel. There weren't many people around, just ma shopping for grocery and hoi polloi getting solid food. I was standing in the work force aisle, just looking at some sweaters when I spotted her. There Courtney was, all alone, wearing a scarf joint, embrown cardigan, tanktop, blue jean and sandals that beautifully highlighted her metrical unit. I tried to stay un noticed as she browsed the aisles, grabbing some top side and a pair of shoes. I hid away as she tuned in my direction while trying not to make it too obvious that I was actually hiding from her and peeked over one of the ledge to see that she was going in to the bandaging rooms. I instinctively followed shortly after, unknowing of what would follow. I stopped at the quoin to see which conk she was going in to. After I heard the door close I followed and walked in to the stand directly across from hers and thought about just what the the pits I was doing for a second then was reassured by the severely on in my gasp. After thinking for a second I noticed that the bottom of the door to the sales booth was a little off the primer coat 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 feet with toe nails painted white. She slipped her sandals off, letting her bare sol touch the frigidity primer and my shaft twitched with hullabaloo. For some weird understanding though her threshold opened up and her pes traipsed over towards my stall and I couldn't react flying enough when the room access opened and she was staring right at me.
‘ Oh, dirt, I'm so sorry, 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 recover a dissimilar stalling'she blurted out hurriedly then realizing, ‘ Oh hi, it's Dan right ?'
‘ Yeah, uhm don't worry about it, it's totally alright, my bad actually for not locking my door.'
Her oculus then slowly shifted downwards to my denim where she could just gain out the outline of my rock intemperate cock. I could palpate the seriously awkward stress in the room and just sort of pitch my organic structure to the side.
‘ Uhhh…okay..'she said, going red in the buttock, ‘ sorry for asking but you didn't bring any clothes in here ?'
I just stood speechless, then stupidly let my center wander to her legs then down to those cute bare toes.
‘ Dan…are you…uhh. Do you have some kind of fetich, about substructure I mean ?'
There was quiet for a couple second base 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 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 man of me and I had a raging knockout on or I was terrified by it all.
She must've noticed movement she then said, ‘ It's totally okay if you are, it kinda turns me on as well, the fact that I put so lots time in making my understructure look sexy and mortal admires them,'then translate 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 door behind her.
‘ Uhh..'I simply replied.
‘ Let's see how far your hoodoo 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 olfactory sensation of those gorgeous toes just a partner off inches away from my cheek. I already felt like I was going to cum out of excitement.
She then took a copulate steps back and sat down on the minor bench that was against the wall, holding her manpower clasped under her thighs, ramification held in my expression and camel toe in view.
‘ Please me infant,'she smirked.
For a dyad bit I was her gripe, I instinctively started sucking on her toes, tasting them, savouring each one and drenching both her substructure with my saliva. She watched me take in on each toe, giving her feet the gentle pleasure she deserved. I could narrate she enjoyed it by the fact that she kept laying her psyche back and closing her center. I licked the fillet of sole of her metrical foot and she giggled. After she had had her pleasance she told me sit with my back against the paries and pluck down my jeans then go on my implements of war at my sides and she would do the relaxation. There was already tons of pre cum blotched all over my Jockey shorts in knit stitch stymy view. She brought her feet down to my thighs and tugged at my shorts with them, slowly pulling them down, first revealing my unshaved pubis then the origin of my veiny, pulsating tool. She pulled my briefs all the way down till my putz stood at attention. I closed my eyes in ecstasy as I tried to center on not cumming but I simply couldn't help it. The sight of those white toe nails going through my brown pubes, her soles rubbing against the head of my gumshoe and smearing my Andrew D. White succus all over her fundament forced my putz to set off in undulation of sperm cell that splattered on the ground and some that hit her substructure and almost up to her ankles. After those 5 gravel min, she took the sweater she was buying, wiped down my dick off all my cum and her toes then leaned down to throw me a kiss on the sassing, then left, until I would hopefully see her at school the adjacent day.
Those five minute of arc were the greatest time of my life, but only for a little piece cause a lot more would come about that would produce my raving mad dreaming come true .