I'm a fairly average guy for the to the highest degree part. 16 years old, in the tenth grade, brown hair, Brown University middle and the gens Dan by the way. The entirely 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 class in schooling, I stalked a miss in my course of study named Courtney.
Courtney was this amazingly beautiful brunet young lady in my class that I just could not take my center off of. She was fairly average aswell, she had a duo of friends, both bozo and missy, would string up out at the shopping centre and political party occasionally but what set her apart from the rest, for me atleast, were her metrical unit. Most of the meter she wore tomy's or sneakers so that I wouldn't be able to get a tone at them and would cause to weirdly gaze at her ankles. Other times though, when it got a piddling warm in the summer she would wear thin open air toed shoes and my mind would just cast during classes. She sat pretty closely to me in most course of study so it was hard for me to pay attention when those gorgeous animal foot were around. In history she sits behind me, and on one affair I was so desperate just to charm a glimpse of those perfect pedicured feet, ‘ crusade this was the first off meter in a week she had worn sandals, that I faked dropping my pen succeeding to her desk just so I could lean down and get a whiff and a glimpse at those toes. What I would move over for those feet running all over my physical structure, caressing my growing gumshoe and teasing me with that beautiful odor.
Now I know this all crazy, 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 different schooling. It was only the fourth calendar week of term, and I was already becoming pretty sadistic. For a week straight I would go home and masturbate more than once just imagining those toes. Sometimes thinking about those base getting sweaty in her windsock when she wore shut down shoes, imagining that ever so slightly wet and tangy smell. I wanked in the shower bath in the morning before shoal thinking of when she wore sandals, with the fabric wedged right between those painted toe nails and the soles of her metrical foot being hugged by her brake shoe. On the first day of school she came without any nail polish which was still extremely sexy and on the rest of the week her toe nails were painted light blue. Now don't get me wrong, her feet weren't the only sexy think about her, she had a cute side, B cup breasts and mostly wore dungaree that hugged that tiny flannel ass of hers.

It was physical ed today and this would be the first 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 hoop ball homage. 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 mo more, just imagining her taking off her sneakers and then air sock to let out those ever so beautiful foundation. Another minute passed when finally I saw her walk out of the fille changing rooms. I had an instant hard on as I gazed over to her. Her brown hair falling down to those perky tits covered by her tanktop, her grey tights that hugged her legs then finally those bear feet walking all around on the cold story. I stared for a little too long and I think she might deliver noticed so I quickly shifted my attention to the manly hoops game that was going on. Our P.E teacher Mr.Edwards arrived a couple minutes after and split us in to two man groups so we could practice just some general clump acquirement. I was pretty shit at almost athletics and basketball wasn't any different. To my astonishment, I got paired up with Courtney. fucking, this would be Celastrus scandens. Being the awkward me, I could not take my middle off of those feet for a second which I'm passably certainly she noticed ‘ causa she crinkled up her toes as if to shroud them.
‘ Hey,'I said fairly weirdly.
‘ Hey,'she replied.
If only I wasn't so socially awkward.
Anyways, we did the whole ball exercises matter and now and then I would sneakily grab vertex 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 hand and puzzle out them. After ten minutes I had worked up a pretty steady hard on and as soon as we had to vary married person, I ducked out and headed to the change rooms. I stood out-of-door both doors of the changing rooms for a s, contemplating something. My dick grew larger and larger with the thoughts going on in my oral sex. In a moment of pure lust I quickly burst in to the female child 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 sight of her bag and quickly rummaged through it until I finally got my manpower on what I was looking for, her wind sock. I took hold of one and entered one of the girls bathroom stalls and promptly slid down my underdrawers and undies and whipped out my cock. I took her sock and pushed my putz inside it then started stroking superintendent fast cause I knew I didn't have much meter. It didn't take long for me to cum, thinking about this air-sleeve that had been on her feet the entirely dawning, massaging those toes. I came in to the wind sleeve in an explosion of white succus that made me go dizzy for a few seconds I was so horny. straightaway after that I pushed out the last squirt of cum in to sock and just left it hanging on to my tool after pulling my underdrawers up then made my way back to the male child changing way as if goose egg happened. class ended then and I got dressed back in to my normal day clothes sadly knowing that I didn't have any Sir Thomas More grade 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 throw disappeared to.
The rest of the week passed pretty uneventfully, with the usual me staring at her body and luscious substructure, going home and masturbating in to her wind sock and stalking her on almost every sociable network. Then finally, weekend came and a unhurt new serial of case were set in motion.

It was Sunday morning and I headed off to the shopping mall alone to get some new putty for my hair's-breadth and get myself some properly wearing apparel. There weren't many citizenry around, just moms shopping for groceries and people getting food. I was standing in the workforce aisle, just looking at some perspirer when I spotted her. There Courtney was, all alone, wearing a scarf, John Brown cardigan, tanktop, denim and sandals that beautifully highlighted her feet. I tried to rest un noticed as she browsed the aisles, grabbing some tops and a pair of shoes. I hid away as she tuned in my centering while trying not to establish 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 fertilization rooms. I instinctively followed shortly after, unknowing of what would fall out. I stopped at the quoin 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 underworld I was doing for a second then was reassured by the hard on in my gasp. After thinking for a second I noticed that the underside of the doorway to the stall 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 animal foot with toe nails painted white. She slipped her sandals off, letting her bare soles touch the frigidness ground and my dick twitched with hullabaloo. For some unearthly reason though her threshold opened up and her feet traipsed over towards my stall and I couldn't react agile enough when the door opened and she was staring right at me.
‘ Oh, turd, I'm so blue, 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 find a dissimilar carrell'she blurted out hurriedly then realizing, ‘ Oh hi, it's Dan rightfulness ?'
‘ Yeah, uhm don't headache about it, it's totally fine, my bad actually for not locking my door.'
Her centre then slowly shifted downwards to my blue jean where she could just make out the abstract of my rock hard cock. I could feel the seriously awkward tension in the room and just sort of lurch my body 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 cunning bare toes.
‘ Dan…are you…uhh. Do you receive some kind of fetish, about ft I mean ?'
There was silence for a couple seconds as I hoped she hadn't caught on to my seriously weird traits.
‘ It's just do the other day in P.E you were kinda glancing down at them rather often and right now you seem to be struggling to sustain your oculus 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 drive she then said, ‘ It's totally o.k. if you are, it kinda turns me on as well, the fact that I put so much prison term in making my feet look sexy and someone admires them,'then take 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 knees and I did so promptly. I was intoxicated by the smell of those gorgeous toes just a duo in away from my brass. I already felt like I was going to cum out of excitement.
She then took a distich measure back and sat down on the small work bench that was against the wall, holding her hands clasped under her thighs, peg held in my brass and camel toe in view.
‘ Please me babe,'she smirked.
For a span minutes I was her bitch, I instinctively started sucking on her toes, tasting them, savouring each one and drenching both her pes with my saliva. She watched me go down on on each toe, giving her feet the gentle pleasure she deserved. I could separate she enjoyed it by the fact that she kept laying her head back and closing her eyes. I licked the Sol of her ft and she giggled. After she had had her pleasure she told me sit with my vertebral column against the paries and pull down my jeans then stay fresh my arms at my sides 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 thighs and tugged at my shorts with them, slowly pulling them down, first revealing my unshaved pubes then the beginnings of my veiny, pulsating hammer. She pulled my briefs all the way down till my cock stood at care. I closed my eyes in ecstasy as I tried to focalise on not cumming but I simply couldn't aid it. The sight of those white toe nails going through my Robert Brown loins, her soles rubbing against the straits of my dick and smearing my white juice all over her feet forced my dick to explode in moving ridge of sperm that splattered on the ground and some that hit her ft and almost up to her ankles. After those 5 stick minutes, she took the sweater she was buying, wiped down my pecker off all my cum and her toes then leaned down to feed me a kiss on the back talk, then left, until I would hopefully see her at schoolhouse the adjacent day.
Those five hour were the capital fourth dimension of my liveliness, but only for a short while cause a lot more would happen that would give my tempestuous dreams come true .