I'm a fairly modal guy for the most part. 16 years old, in the tenth part grade, Brown hairsbreadth, brown eyes and the epithet Dan by the way. The but weird thing about me is that I have a slender trend 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 tenth yr in school, I stalked a girl in my class named Courtney.
Courtney was this amazingly beautiful brunette young woman in my class that I just could not contain my eyes off of. She was fairly modal aswell, she had a couple of friend, both guys and lady friend, would attend out at the mall and party occasionally but what set her apart from the rest period, for me atleast, were her feet. Most of the time she wore tomy's or sneakers so that I wouldn't be able to get a aspect at them and would accept to weirdly gaze at her ankle joint. Other fourth dimension though, when it got a piddling warm in the summertime she would wear assailable toed shoes and my thinker would just rove during socio-economic class. She sat pretty close to me in most classes so it was voiceless for me to pay attending 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 complete pedicured infantry, ‘ cause this was the outset meter 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 of air and a glance at those toes. What I would chip in for those feet running all over my trunk, caressing my growing dick and teasing me with that beautiful smell.
Now I know this all crazy, I'm acting like a psychotic person infantry worshiper that's never been laid, but those feet are simply that amazing.
We only had three classes together and it was only this year that we had any at all cause the year 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 workweek straight person I would go rest home and masturbate more than once just imagining those toes. Sometimes thinking about those feet getting sweaty in her socks when she wore closed horseshoe, imagining that ever so slightly wet and tangy smell. I wanked in the shower in the daybreak before schoolhouse thinking of when she wore sandals, with the material wedged compensate between those painted toe nails and the soles of her animal foot being hugged by her shoes. On the low gear day of school she came without any nail culture which was still extremely sexy and on the rest of the week her toe nails were painted light bluing. Now don't get me wrong, her feet weren't the only sexy think about her, she had a cute side, B cup boob and mostly bear denim that hugged that petite white ass of hers.

It was strong-arm ed today and this would be the first time 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 room and got in to my underdrawers and working out top then made my way out on to the indoor basket ball court. I stood awkwardly for a couplet of sec just standing around waiting for her to occur out of the changeroom while trying not to make it too obvious. I waited a minute more, just imagining her taking off her gym shoe and then socks to reveal those ever so beautiful base. Another minute of arc passed when finally I saw her walk out of the young lady changing rooms. I had an instant hard on as I gazed over to her. Her brown whisker 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 moth-eaten floor. I stared for a picayune too long and I think she might give noticed so I quickly shifted my attention to the manly hoops game that was going on. Our P.E teacher Mr.Edwards arrived a pair proceedings after and split us in to two man groups so we could practice just some general testicle skills. I was pretty shit at almost sportsman and basketball game wasn't any different. To my amazement, I got paired up with Courtney. screw, this would be bittersweet. Being the awkward me, I could not bring my eyes off of those foundation for a bit which I'm fairly sure she noticed ‘ cause 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 bunglesome.
Anyways, we did the whole ball exercises thing and now and then I would sneakily grab visor at her jumping up and arching the soles of her feet as she did. A part of me wanted to just admit them in my manus and lick them. After ten minutes I had worked up a pretty steady hard on and as soon as we had to change pardner, I ducked out and headed to the change way. I stood external both room access of the changing rooms for a second base, contemplating something. My dick grew larger and larger with the thoughts going on in my read/write head. In a consequence of pure lust I quickly burst in to the little girl changing rooms in a hunt 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 hand on what I was looking for, her drogue. I took storage area of one and entered one of the girl bathroom stalls and promptly slid down my drawers and undies and whipped out my cock. I took her sock and pushed my pecker inside it then started stroking super fast reason I knew I didn't have much clock time. It didn't take long for me to cum, thinking about this sock that had been on her fundament the hale dawn, massaging those toes. I came in to the sock in an explosion of ashen juice that made me go dizzy for a few seconds I was so corneous. straightaway after that I pushed out the cobbler's last squirt 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. socio-economic class ended then and I got dressed back in to my convention day apparel sadly knowing that I didn't have any Sir Thomas More course of instruction with her for the rest of the day but being turned on by the fact that I was wearing her cum filled windsock throughout the day with her wondering where the nookie it could have disappeared to.
The rest of the workweek passed pretty uneventfully, with the common me staring at her body and delectable foot, going home and masturbating in to her sock and stalking her on almost every social meshwork. Then finally, weekend came and a whole new series of consequence were set in motion.

It was Dominicus morn and I headed off to the shopping centre alone to get some new putty for my hair and get myself some adequate clothes. There weren't many mass around, just moms shopping for grocery and the great unwashed getting food. I was standing in the men aisle, just looking at some jumper when I spotted her. There Courtney was, all alone, wearing a scarf, brown Cardigan Welsh corgi, tanktop, blue jean and sandals that beautifully highlighted her metrical foot. I tried to stay un noticed as she browsed the gangway, grabbing some tops and a duad of shoes. I hid away as she tuned in my direction while trying not to pull in 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 way. I instinctively followed shortly after, unknowing of what would be. I stopped at the recess 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 hell I was doing for a back then was reassured by the hard on in my drawers. After thinking for a second I noticed that the bottom of the threshold 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 handing over to her stand where thankfully I could get a glimpse of her cute foundation with toe nails painted white. She slipped her sandals off, letting her bare sol touch the cold ground and my gumshoe twitched with excitement. For some unearthly reason though her room access opened up and her feet traipsed over towards my booth and I couldn't react quick enough when the doorway opened and she was staring right at me.
‘ Oh, crap, I'm so dismal, I didn't think that there was anyone in here, it didn't say occupied on the ignition lock outside…the latch on my threshold was broken so I tried to obtain a different stall'she blurted out hurriedly then realizing, ‘ Oh hi, it's Dan right ?'
‘ Yeah, uhm don't worry about it, it's totally fine, my bad actually for not locking my door.'
Her oculus then slowly shifted downwards to my blue jean where she could just construct out the synopsis of my stone hard cock. I could feel the seriously unenviable tension in the elbow room and just kind of dislodge my body to the side.
‘ Uhhh…okay..'she said, going red in the cheeks, ‘ sorry for asking but you didn't bring any wearing apparel in here ?'
I just stood speechless, then stupidly let my eyes wander to her branch then down to those cunning bare toes.
‘ Dan…are you…uhh. Do you stimulate some kind of fetish, about base I mean ?'
There was muteness for a couple irregular as I hoped she hadn't caught on to my seriously weird traits.
‘ It's just get 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 estimate 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 very much meter in making my feet look sexy and somebody 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 doorway 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 and I did so promptly. I was intoxicated by the smell of those gorgeous toes just a couple inches away from my grimace. I already felt like I was going to cum out of turmoil.
She then took a couple footfall back and sat down on the small workbench that was against the wall, holding her hired hand clasped under her second joint, legs held in my fount and camel toe in view.
‘ Please me sister,'she smirked.
For a dyad minutes I was her beef, I instinctively started sucking on her toes, tasting them, savouring each one and drenching both her human foot with my saliva. She watched me suck in on each toe, giving her animal foot the conciliate pleasure she deserved. I could tell she enjoyed it by the fact that she kept laying her head back and closing her eyes. I licked the soh of her feet and she giggled. After she had had her pleasure she told me sit with my back against the wall and pull up down my dungaree then keep my blazon at my face and she would do the rest. There was already slews of pre cum blotched all over my brief in plain unenviable view. She brought her feet down to my thigh and tugged at my short circuit with them, slowly pulling them down, first revealing my unshaved pubes then the root of my veiny, pulsating hammer. She pulled my legal brief all the way down till my cock stood at care. I closed my centre in rapture as I tried to centre on not cumming but I simply couldn't help it. The slew of those Elwyn Brooks White toe nails going through my Brown University pubis, her sole rubbing against the read/write head of my cock and smearing my white juice all over her understructure forced my hawkshaw to set off in waving of sperm that splattered on the terra firma and some that hit her feet and almost up to her ankle. After those 5 amazing hour, she took the sweater she was buying, wiped down my cock off all my cum and her toes then leaned down to yield me a kiss on the lips, then left, until I would hopefully see her at school the next day.
Those five minutes were the dandy time of my life, but only for a short piece cause a lot more would occur that would take my godforsaken dreams come lawful .