Psiberzerker
08-30-2019, 09:18 AM
It was hot as fuck, and dad said the HVAC guy wouldn't be out to take a look at the AC until in the morning. So, I finally got fed up, and tried to push my mattress out the window. I had to fold it up like a taco, but finally I got it out there, and I was already sweating hard, but I took a cold shower, and dried off.
I had no idea that anyone else could get up there. I mean yeah, I get up on the roof all the time, but I didn't think anyone else saw me, or anything. Honestly, I was just grabbing a pair of shorts out of the drawer when I heard Becky laugh behind me.
"Uh!" I covered up my crotch, but she was just on the roof over the garage, with her head held up on her elbows, laying sideways on the mattress.
"It's too late," she shook her head, "I already saw your balls."
"Becky, what are you doing up there?" I kind of turned sideways, and picked up the towel to cover myself up.
"Looking at you naked, you've got a nice body, didn't anyone never tell you that?" It was embarrassing, but I had no Idea that she liked me, or even. Well, knew how to climb up on the roof. "You sure don't have anything to be ashamed of." She stuck her head in, and looked down. Then, she reached out to grab a magazine, and I saw her tit flop out of her top. "You sure aren't gay." She turned one of them around, and started flipping through it.
"You really like my body?" Now, I was kind of getting chubby under the towel, looking at her tit, and watching her flip through my nudie mags.
"Yeah, you're hot, and what's your mattress out here for?"
"The AC is out, so I thought it would be cooler up there."
"Huh, well you can sleep with me tonight, if you want, my AC works just fine."
"Okay," I grabbed my shorts, and a pair of pants, but she pulled her arm back in, and watched me. Holding her head propped up, just like she was when she caught me changing.
"How do you make it bigger like that?" Of course, that made me drop my towel, and I was getting pretty chubby.
"It's getting hard, I saw your titty, when you reached in to look at my nudie mags."
"Oh," she looked down, and pulled her top down. "You like it," pulled the other one out, I guess because she's right handed? No wait, this isn't a mirror, she's left handed? She gave it a squeeze, and a jiggle, but leaned over so she could hold her head up with one hand. "Huh, I thought it looked a little shrunken, and shriveled."
"Well, I just took a cold shower."
She frowned, "Does that work?"
"It cooled me off a little, but now I'm getting hot again. Why don't you come in for a little while? You're not in any hurry to go back to bed."
"I can't wait to get you in bed," she stared climbing in, and though her shirt slipped up, I could still see her jiggle inside it. She didn't have any bra on, but then I saw she was wearing a dress. "You know, when I offered to sleep with you, I wasn't talking about sleeping."
"I know, you want to have sex?"
"Yeah, but in here? Aren't you afraid your mom, and dad will catch you?"
"Oh, yeah."
"Well, my mom, and dad are out, it's date night, so I have the house to myself." She pulled my pants up, "So get dressed, we'll go over there, okay?"
"Okay, sure." I couldn't believe my luck!
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Becky (fM)
My friends call Lewis a "Loser," just because he still lives at home, and he doesn't have a job, but I for one don't mind. I like his body too, even though he's not like a football player, which most girls seem to like.
I guess I fell in love just watching his window, over the porch, but then he graduated, and all summer I just had to get a closer look. I guess it helps that his parent's front porch is real easy to climb up on, there's these whatchamacallit posts on either side, but between them, they've got these metal |S| shapes, and I kinda have to wonder what the S is really for, but I can climb them like a ladder, and all I can think of is Sex. They stand for sex for me, but then the roof is like a pyramid with the top cut off, and a little square up there, right in front of the window.
Then, his Air Condition went out, so he had to stuff his mattress though the window, and I thought there was no way he'd wake up in the morning with a boner, but at the same time, he left his window open, and when I peeked in his room, he was gone. He came back in a towel, and he didn't even look at the bed, let alone out the window. Then, he took off the towel, and bent over to get a pair of underwear. He's not that fat, he looks cuddly to me, and what is it with hairy guys, anyway? His balls are hairy enough for me, and I couldn't help laughing, but I forgot the window was open, so he heard me.
He's so shy, there's no way he would have made a move on me, or anyone, which is why he's still a virgin. Me too, but I'm not even a junior yet, and he graduated this spring, without getting a girlfriend, or I would know it. I already found everything I could fit inside me around the house, and my friend's moms, at least some of them have vibrators, and stuff, but not me. My mom said she doesn't need one, with my dad there, but that just made me yearn for the real thing more, and more.
Oh, and it wasn't Date Night, because every night is date night, for them. Which is great for them, most girls I know, their moms don't get it every night, so I guess, my dad. He's pretty awesome, because he can still get it up every night, and I hope Lewis stays that way, or at least bones me every morning, which is when he likes to do it, or at least beat off. Which reminds me, my dad doesn't even have porno, and mom doesn't let him beat off. She says that's her job, which might be her secret to keeping him interested in her after all these years.
Just her, and not any of the women in the pictures, but I don't want a boy like that. Like dad, I don't mind if he looks at other girls, just as long as he doesn't leave me for them, and he's not going to leave me for some naked lady in pictures. I know Lewis would never do that to me, because he never makes a move on anyone, but at least he's not gay. Nothing wrong with a boy being gay, but that means he'd rather be with some guy, instead of me, or if he was going out with me, then he'd break up with me to go out with him, instead.
I don't want to make all the moves, but finally he made one. He climbed down first, and said let me help you down, even though I climbed up and down there all the time, but I guess he didn't know that. He's just oblivious, but then he felt me up, and I got down on the ground. Turned around, and he leaned down to kiss me. Finally, I just took a deep breath through my nose, and held it. Expecting him to go further, but he just held onto my hips, and his lips against mine, but he didn't open his mouth, and tongue kiss me. Not yet.
"Huh!" He's going slow, but it's a good start, and we are kind of right out in the driveway. "Come on," I took his hand, and held it all the way back to my house.
"Uh, you haven't been watching me masturbate, have you?"
"Of course, I thought that's why you did it in front of the window. I'm sorry, but I thought you're inviting me to watch, but you're not really an exhibitionist, are you?"
"No, but you're really a voyeur, huh?"
"Well? No, it's not like I just wanted to watch, but I was scared to knock."
"On my window?"
"Yeah, I didn't know whether you wanted me to come in, and also, I was afraid that your mom, or dad would catch me in bed with you, but now I finally have you all to myself." I left the door unlocked, and the alarm cut off, but if anyone came to steal our stuff, I would have seen them from on top of his porch anyway.
"Huh!" He leaned back against the wall in the foyer, and just took a deep breath.
"Are you all right?"
"Yeah, it's just really cool in here, now."
"Well, you can take your clothes off, or you want to take mine off first?"
He nodded, grinning, and pulled up my dress. So I held my arms off, and he felt down them. I put them down on his shoulders, and felt his neck, but instead of hugging me, he fondled my chest, and I had to pull his face down to kiss me. "Uh, you don' wear a bra?" He rubbed my nipples with his thumbs to feel them nice and hard.
"Hm," I shook my head, "It gets in the way, and it's just awkward to take it off up there."
"Well," he looked around, "we better get to bed before your folks get home."
"Yeah," he even picked up my dress for me, where he dropped it. "Let me just get something, real quick." I got the putty knife from my room, and took it to jimmy the lock. Got a rubber out of dad's night stand, if I had planned on bringing him home tonight. I can't stop grinning, and giggling, but I dreamed about bringing him home every night. There was no way that I could know that tonight was going to be the night, but he's right. It's getting late, so I locked their door, and went back to find him already in my bed. The covers up to his hip, and his back to the wall, but I looked over, and pulled the string to let the blinds down.
He patted the sheet, and held it up for me, so I kicked off my shoes, and let him pull my undies down beside the bed. "Let me take your socks off, too."
"Okay," I just wanted to get down to it, but he wants to go slow, and that's okay. I felt a little weird too, and it took me a little while to figure out why. "You got really nice legs." He looked up, and smiled at me, but that's when I realized that he didn't even look at my crotch. He felt my legs, all the way down, with my undies pinched between his fingers, and then he sat up. "Give me your other leg."
"Huh!" His balls rolled around in the covers, and I giggled, just seeing his balls, on my sheet. In my bed, I never even thought to think about him rubbing his hairy balls all over my bed, or finding hairs in there, the next morning. I better remember to check, because if mom finds brown ball hair in my bedding, then she'll know I had a boy in my bed, since mine aren't that dark. Thick, and curly, but then he started playing with my toes? "Oh! You like feet?"
He shook his head, and blinked. "I uh." He looked down, and his face heated up. "I like your body, tits, and ass too."
He's embarassed, but good to know. He likes my feet, so I wiggled my toes, and he let go. Ashamed, I guess, but that did the trick! Now, it wasn't shriveled up from the cold shower, or even hanging between his legs when he looked down my neckline on his mattress.
"Huh!" I'd seen it before, at least in his hand, and him pumping it under the sheet, until it spat, and left a wet spot. So you could really see the head through the fabric clinging to it, before he dried it off, and got up. Turned around to see his balls dangle getting out some underwear, but this time, it was right here, in front of me, and I felt the rubber crumpled up in my hand.
"Oh!" I held it out, "You better put this on, before we," not my face was hot, but he took it, and unwrapped it. Put it on like a hat, but he was looking at my pubes now, and probably thinking.
I nodded, "I'm a natural blonde."
He licked his lips, but watching him roll the rubber on just reminded me of how he rolled my socks down, to slip them off my toes, but in reverse. He even left one on the bed, rolled up like a white rubber, only cotton, with a little seam for the toes, right there.
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Lewis (fM Feet)
I was so nervous, but had I known that, she had the hots for me all this time. Well, I sure wouldn't have had to beat off all by myself all this time. To think, she would have done it with me years ago, it sounds like. I asked her how long she's been climbing up to look in my window, but she's obviously a little ashamed of herself.
Of course I didn't beat off in front of the window to show her, I just woke up in the morning, because the light came in, and it made me get up, until I figured out that I could just drink enough water for my bladder to wake me up. I had to beat off first, so I could take a piss, but I guess I got used to sleeping with the curtains open, and I just forgot to close them.
I sure aren't any kind of exhibitionist, but I guess she's a voyeur. I read about that, and it must be really common for girls, because the ones in the magazines show off their whole bodies, but the guys just barely show their dicks. Which is cool, I guess. I don;t even really want to see their dicks either, but if you can't see their face, and they have a little gut, I can just imagine mine is that big, and it's a girl's mouth on it, or I've got one spread wide open in front of me, but they shave off their bushes, so they don't get crabs.
Or, maybe they're just exhibitionist, and that makes it easier to see inside them, with their fingers holding them wide open, and then she came back with a rubber. In her panties, shoes, and socks, but I never even seen her barefoot before. Especially in the summer, when the goatheads are dried out, and sharp, not to mention broken glass, and hot pavement to burn her feet.
Then, I took her sock off, and I saw her pink toe nails. Her long toes, and felt how tiny it was in my hand. How smooth the skin was, and I guess I was really distracted by that, when she asked me if I liked her feet?
I read stories about foot fetish, but I never really got to see pictures, much less such perfect tiny little feet, just girls wearing shoes, and even women in high heels, but it's not just that. I mean, there's her tits right there, and she has such nice legs, even without high heels on. She didn't shave them, but the hairs are so tiny, and pale, I didn't even notice them until they stuck out when I pulled her underwear down, and I never saw a girl with hairy legs before.
Let alone a blonde bush, but she told me she was a natural blonde anyway. When I could see that before, I knew she didn't shave her eye brows, or dye them, let alone her eyelashes, which you had to look real close just to see those, they were almost invisible. I never noticed she had brown eyes, but light brown, and I think there's a little green in them too. Is that hazel? Yeah, I think that's hazel, because I asked my mom about it, when I read her romance story, with the man that had hazel eyes, and auburn hair.
Then she held out a rubber, all crumpled up in her fist, so I put it on. My dad showed me this, with a hot dog in the kitchen, and I even remembered to leave a little space in the tip for my wad when I blew it. Don't blow it, Lewis. Girls hate it when you blow it early, but I figured the best way to make sure she got her's first was to start off with Oral.
"Are you wet?" I felt it, but she shook her head.
"Not really."
"Well, come to bed, and let me get it wet for you." She leaned back on the headboard, and put her pillow up behind her, so she could spread her legs, and hold her feet together.
"Huh!" Her tiny little feet, they're so smooth, and there's not even any rough spot on the side of the thumb toes. Compared to my big clunky rough ones, with the calloused toes from rubbing the sides of my boots, but she laugued.
"Sorry, does that tickle?"
"Up here?" She pointed down.
"Oh yeah." It was a pain in the neck to get my tongue in there, so we had to change positions. First, I tried pulling her out so she could lay down, but that didn't leave any room for me. I wasn't going to push her bed away from the wall when I was having trouble staying hard, but all I had to do was think about her little pink toenails, and her impossibly smooth heels. Her long toes wiggling in my fingers, and instantly, I was beating my pulse against my belly.
The blood rushed into my ears, so I could her it pounding, but she squeezed them between her thighs, and I felt the tiny invisible hairs on her legs, even as the pubes tickled the tip of my nose, and I wiggled my tongue as deep as it would go.
"Huh! I'm wet enough." She let my ears go, and ran her fingers through my hair. So, I kissed my way up her tummy, and even licked her belly button, but she was hot. So hot, and her tits. I don't know, they don't feel like I expected them too, which is weird, because the way they jiggle, and stuff. "Uh!" She pushed me. "Huh, get off." She say up. "why don't you lay down, and let me do it?"
"Sorry."
"It's okay, you never did this before either, but. Huh, at least I know the way." So, she spit on it, and wiped it on with her fingers, and then she held it up. "Uh!" She squirmed, and tried to wiggle it in, but it still popped out, and she winced. "Huh!"
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, it just squeeked on my clitoris."
"It's hard now?" I tried to feel it, but she smacked my hand.
"No? It doesn't get hard like a penis. Oh." She hook her head, and then she put her foot up. "Go on, it's not secret that you like my feet."
"Huh!" Boing! "No, I love them. God, they're so cute, and smoothe, and. Smooch! Snh!" They dont even smell sweaty, like sweaty feet, which is gross. "Huh, I had no idea that girl's feet smell so delicious."
"Huh! Well, hold still a minute." I was just happy to feel her toes with my thunbs, and the tendons with my fingers, especially pushing them back so they went slack, and she doesn't even have any veins sticking out. "Uh!"
She finally sat down, and pulled her foot off my chest, but now I was inside her, and she was so tight. She wiggled around, and somehow, it went even deeper. "Huh, let me get used to it, and loosen up."
"I thought you're a virgin?"
"Well, you're my first boy, and I never even got to touch a real penis before, but if you mean my hymen."
"What's that?"
"My cherry?"
"Oh yeah. Health class was like 3 years ago."
She rolled her eyes, "So anyway, I took care of that, a month ago. I'm sorry, I know I should have saved it for you, and I wanted to, but it just got in the way."
"Oh, no. I'm just surprised, but that's okay." I'm just glad it wasn't another boy. "Did it hurt?"
"Of course it hurt, but it healed," she looked down, but she couldn't see anything. "Huh!" She rolled her eyes, and leaned back. To put her heels back up on my chest, and squeeze me inside her, but I guess holding her knees together like that made her even tighter. I had to hold onto her hips so she could hump me, without falling off, but she started out slowly. "Uh, huh!" Then, she started rolling up and down on her butt, so it swung in and out, but I had both feet to kiss, and watch her toes curl up right in front of my eyes. Take deep breaths through my nose, and just enjoy the weird meaty feminine flavor, even stronger than her sex.
That was another thing, it didn;t taste like anything, or smell like fish. It was just flesh, but soft smooth warm sexy flesh, and I'm glad that i got to eat her pussy first, but this. Oh god, she's right. She even knows that all she has to do to get me hard again is put her feet in my face, and now what's she doing?
"Nh, snh!" She started shaking, and squeezing me, but around the bottom, where i was inside her, and then I felt something deeper. Quivering just past the end of the rubber, but I couldn't see her face with her head back like that, and I just held on. "Uh ha ah!" She fell back, and hit her head on the wall, but that made my dick slap my tummy again.
"Oh my god, are you all right."
"Huh? Oh yeah, huh!' She took a deep breath, and shivered. "Oh, god, yes. Huh! That was amazing."
"Good," she got off, "I'm glad."
"Oh, you're still hard." She scooted back, and pulled her knees up. Her feet, and she wiggled her toes in the sheets.
"Huh!" I pulled the rubber off, just to feel them with my bare cock, and she even put them up, so I could slip between them. Then, she crossed her feet so she could pinch around both sides, and I rubbed my balls into her soft smooth toes until I felt them tense up. "UhhHHH!"
She laughed, the whole time, but I finally show my wad all over her legs, and ankles util I went limp, and draped over them, wet with my mess. Holding myself up, and panting to catch my breath. "Huh, yeah. I love your feet."
She laughed, "Literally!" So I laughed too, and then we curled up. Side by side with the lights off, so I could smell her hair, and feel her head pillowed on my arm. Her back cradled my tummy, and her butt pressed into my lap. We fell asleep like that, and I didn;t care that she was so sweaty.
Since she had the air conditioning on.
I had no idea that anyone else could get up there. I mean yeah, I get up on the roof all the time, but I didn't think anyone else saw me, or anything. Honestly, I was just grabbing a pair of shorts out of the drawer when I heard Becky laugh behind me.
"Uh!" I covered up my crotch, but she was just on the roof over the garage, with her head held up on her elbows, laying sideways on the mattress.
"It's too late," she shook her head, "I already saw your balls."
"Becky, what are you doing up there?" I kind of turned sideways, and picked up the towel to cover myself up.
"Looking at you naked, you've got a nice body, didn't anyone never tell you that?" It was embarrassing, but I had no Idea that she liked me, or even. Well, knew how to climb up on the roof. "You sure don't have anything to be ashamed of." She stuck her head in, and looked down. Then, she reached out to grab a magazine, and I saw her tit flop out of her top. "You sure aren't gay." She turned one of them around, and started flipping through it.
"You really like my body?" Now, I was kind of getting chubby under the towel, looking at her tit, and watching her flip through my nudie mags.
"Yeah, you're hot, and what's your mattress out here for?"
"The AC is out, so I thought it would be cooler up there."
"Huh, well you can sleep with me tonight, if you want, my AC works just fine."
"Okay," I grabbed my shorts, and a pair of pants, but she pulled her arm back in, and watched me. Holding her head propped up, just like she was when she caught me changing.
"How do you make it bigger like that?" Of course, that made me drop my towel, and I was getting pretty chubby.
"It's getting hard, I saw your titty, when you reached in to look at my nudie mags."
"Oh," she looked down, and pulled her top down. "You like it," pulled the other one out, I guess because she's right handed? No wait, this isn't a mirror, she's left handed? She gave it a squeeze, and a jiggle, but leaned over so she could hold her head up with one hand. "Huh, I thought it looked a little shrunken, and shriveled."
"Well, I just took a cold shower."
She frowned, "Does that work?"
"It cooled me off a little, but now I'm getting hot again. Why don't you come in for a little while? You're not in any hurry to go back to bed."
"I can't wait to get you in bed," she stared climbing in, and though her shirt slipped up, I could still see her jiggle inside it. She didn't have any bra on, but then I saw she was wearing a dress. "You know, when I offered to sleep with you, I wasn't talking about sleeping."
"I know, you want to have sex?"
"Yeah, but in here? Aren't you afraid your mom, and dad will catch you?"
"Oh, yeah."
"Well, my mom, and dad are out, it's date night, so I have the house to myself." She pulled my pants up, "So get dressed, we'll go over there, okay?"
"Okay, sure." I couldn't believe my luck!
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Becky (fM)
My friends call Lewis a "Loser," just because he still lives at home, and he doesn't have a job, but I for one don't mind. I like his body too, even though he's not like a football player, which most girls seem to like.
I guess I fell in love just watching his window, over the porch, but then he graduated, and all summer I just had to get a closer look. I guess it helps that his parent's front porch is real easy to climb up on, there's these whatchamacallit posts on either side, but between them, they've got these metal |S| shapes, and I kinda have to wonder what the S is really for, but I can climb them like a ladder, and all I can think of is Sex. They stand for sex for me, but then the roof is like a pyramid with the top cut off, and a little square up there, right in front of the window.
Then, his Air Condition went out, so he had to stuff his mattress though the window, and I thought there was no way he'd wake up in the morning with a boner, but at the same time, he left his window open, and when I peeked in his room, he was gone. He came back in a towel, and he didn't even look at the bed, let alone out the window. Then, he took off the towel, and bent over to get a pair of underwear. He's not that fat, he looks cuddly to me, and what is it with hairy guys, anyway? His balls are hairy enough for me, and I couldn't help laughing, but I forgot the window was open, so he heard me.
He's so shy, there's no way he would have made a move on me, or anyone, which is why he's still a virgin. Me too, but I'm not even a junior yet, and he graduated this spring, without getting a girlfriend, or I would know it. I already found everything I could fit inside me around the house, and my friend's moms, at least some of them have vibrators, and stuff, but not me. My mom said she doesn't need one, with my dad there, but that just made me yearn for the real thing more, and more.
Oh, and it wasn't Date Night, because every night is date night, for them. Which is great for them, most girls I know, their moms don't get it every night, so I guess, my dad. He's pretty awesome, because he can still get it up every night, and I hope Lewis stays that way, or at least bones me every morning, which is when he likes to do it, or at least beat off. Which reminds me, my dad doesn't even have porno, and mom doesn't let him beat off. She says that's her job, which might be her secret to keeping him interested in her after all these years.
Just her, and not any of the women in the pictures, but I don't want a boy like that. Like dad, I don't mind if he looks at other girls, just as long as he doesn't leave me for them, and he's not going to leave me for some naked lady in pictures. I know Lewis would never do that to me, because he never makes a move on anyone, but at least he's not gay. Nothing wrong with a boy being gay, but that means he'd rather be with some guy, instead of me, or if he was going out with me, then he'd break up with me to go out with him, instead.
I don't want to make all the moves, but finally he made one. He climbed down first, and said let me help you down, even though I climbed up and down there all the time, but I guess he didn't know that. He's just oblivious, but then he felt me up, and I got down on the ground. Turned around, and he leaned down to kiss me. Finally, I just took a deep breath through my nose, and held it. Expecting him to go further, but he just held onto my hips, and his lips against mine, but he didn't open his mouth, and tongue kiss me. Not yet.
"Huh!" He's going slow, but it's a good start, and we are kind of right out in the driveway. "Come on," I took his hand, and held it all the way back to my house.
"Uh, you haven't been watching me masturbate, have you?"
"Of course, I thought that's why you did it in front of the window. I'm sorry, but I thought you're inviting me to watch, but you're not really an exhibitionist, are you?"
"No, but you're really a voyeur, huh?"
"Well? No, it's not like I just wanted to watch, but I was scared to knock."
"On my window?"
"Yeah, I didn't know whether you wanted me to come in, and also, I was afraid that your mom, or dad would catch me in bed with you, but now I finally have you all to myself." I left the door unlocked, and the alarm cut off, but if anyone came to steal our stuff, I would have seen them from on top of his porch anyway.
"Huh!" He leaned back against the wall in the foyer, and just took a deep breath.
"Are you all right?"
"Yeah, it's just really cool in here, now."
"Well, you can take your clothes off, or you want to take mine off first?"
He nodded, grinning, and pulled up my dress. So I held my arms off, and he felt down them. I put them down on his shoulders, and felt his neck, but instead of hugging me, he fondled my chest, and I had to pull his face down to kiss me. "Uh, you don' wear a bra?" He rubbed my nipples with his thumbs to feel them nice and hard.
"Hm," I shook my head, "It gets in the way, and it's just awkward to take it off up there."
"Well," he looked around, "we better get to bed before your folks get home."
"Yeah," he even picked up my dress for me, where he dropped it. "Let me just get something, real quick." I got the putty knife from my room, and took it to jimmy the lock. Got a rubber out of dad's night stand, if I had planned on bringing him home tonight. I can't stop grinning, and giggling, but I dreamed about bringing him home every night. There was no way that I could know that tonight was going to be the night, but he's right. It's getting late, so I locked their door, and went back to find him already in my bed. The covers up to his hip, and his back to the wall, but I looked over, and pulled the string to let the blinds down.
He patted the sheet, and held it up for me, so I kicked off my shoes, and let him pull my undies down beside the bed. "Let me take your socks off, too."
"Okay," I just wanted to get down to it, but he wants to go slow, and that's okay. I felt a little weird too, and it took me a little while to figure out why. "You got really nice legs." He looked up, and smiled at me, but that's when I realized that he didn't even look at my crotch. He felt my legs, all the way down, with my undies pinched between his fingers, and then he sat up. "Give me your other leg."
"Huh!" His balls rolled around in the covers, and I giggled, just seeing his balls, on my sheet. In my bed, I never even thought to think about him rubbing his hairy balls all over my bed, or finding hairs in there, the next morning. I better remember to check, because if mom finds brown ball hair in my bedding, then she'll know I had a boy in my bed, since mine aren't that dark. Thick, and curly, but then he started playing with my toes? "Oh! You like feet?"
He shook his head, and blinked. "I uh." He looked down, and his face heated up. "I like your body, tits, and ass too."
He's embarassed, but good to know. He likes my feet, so I wiggled my toes, and he let go. Ashamed, I guess, but that did the trick! Now, it wasn't shriveled up from the cold shower, or even hanging between his legs when he looked down my neckline on his mattress.
"Huh!" I'd seen it before, at least in his hand, and him pumping it under the sheet, until it spat, and left a wet spot. So you could really see the head through the fabric clinging to it, before he dried it off, and got up. Turned around to see his balls dangle getting out some underwear, but this time, it was right here, in front of me, and I felt the rubber crumpled up in my hand.
"Oh!" I held it out, "You better put this on, before we," not my face was hot, but he took it, and unwrapped it. Put it on like a hat, but he was looking at my pubes now, and probably thinking.
I nodded, "I'm a natural blonde."
He licked his lips, but watching him roll the rubber on just reminded me of how he rolled my socks down, to slip them off my toes, but in reverse. He even left one on the bed, rolled up like a white rubber, only cotton, with a little seam for the toes, right there.
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Lewis (fM Feet)
I was so nervous, but had I known that, she had the hots for me all this time. Well, I sure wouldn't have had to beat off all by myself all this time. To think, she would have done it with me years ago, it sounds like. I asked her how long she's been climbing up to look in my window, but she's obviously a little ashamed of herself.
Of course I didn't beat off in front of the window to show her, I just woke up in the morning, because the light came in, and it made me get up, until I figured out that I could just drink enough water for my bladder to wake me up. I had to beat off first, so I could take a piss, but I guess I got used to sleeping with the curtains open, and I just forgot to close them.
I sure aren't any kind of exhibitionist, but I guess she's a voyeur. I read about that, and it must be really common for girls, because the ones in the magazines show off their whole bodies, but the guys just barely show their dicks. Which is cool, I guess. I don;t even really want to see their dicks either, but if you can't see their face, and they have a little gut, I can just imagine mine is that big, and it's a girl's mouth on it, or I've got one spread wide open in front of me, but they shave off their bushes, so they don't get crabs.
Or, maybe they're just exhibitionist, and that makes it easier to see inside them, with their fingers holding them wide open, and then she came back with a rubber. In her panties, shoes, and socks, but I never even seen her barefoot before. Especially in the summer, when the goatheads are dried out, and sharp, not to mention broken glass, and hot pavement to burn her feet.
Then, I took her sock off, and I saw her pink toe nails. Her long toes, and felt how tiny it was in my hand. How smooth the skin was, and I guess I was really distracted by that, when she asked me if I liked her feet?
I read stories about foot fetish, but I never really got to see pictures, much less such perfect tiny little feet, just girls wearing shoes, and even women in high heels, but it's not just that. I mean, there's her tits right there, and she has such nice legs, even without high heels on. She didn't shave them, but the hairs are so tiny, and pale, I didn't even notice them until they stuck out when I pulled her underwear down, and I never saw a girl with hairy legs before.
Let alone a blonde bush, but she told me she was a natural blonde anyway. When I could see that before, I knew she didn't shave her eye brows, or dye them, let alone her eyelashes, which you had to look real close just to see those, they were almost invisible. I never noticed she had brown eyes, but light brown, and I think there's a little green in them too. Is that hazel? Yeah, I think that's hazel, because I asked my mom about it, when I read her romance story, with the man that had hazel eyes, and auburn hair.
Then she held out a rubber, all crumpled up in her fist, so I put it on. My dad showed me this, with a hot dog in the kitchen, and I even remembered to leave a little space in the tip for my wad when I blew it. Don't blow it, Lewis. Girls hate it when you blow it early, but I figured the best way to make sure she got her's first was to start off with Oral.
"Are you wet?" I felt it, but she shook her head.
"Not really."
"Well, come to bed, and let me get it wet for you." She leaned back on the headboard, and put her pillow up behind her, so she could spread her legs, and hold her feet together.
"Huh!" Her tiny little feet, they're so smooth, and there's not even any rough spot on the side of the thumb toes. Compared to my big clunky rough ones, with the calloused toes from rubbing the sides of my boots, but she laugued.
"Sorry, does that tickle?"
"Up here?" She pointed down.
"Oh yeah." It was a pain in the neck to get my tongue in there, so we had to change positions. First, I tried pulling her out so she could lay down, but that didn't leave any room for me. I wasn't going to push her bed away from the wall when I was having trouble staying hard, but all I had to do was think about her little pink toenails, and her impossibly smooth heels. Her long toes wiggling in my fingers, and instantly, I was beating my pulse against my belly.
The blood rushed into my ears, so I could her it pounding, but she squeezed them between her thighs, and I felt the tiny invisible hairs on her legs, even as the pubes tickled the tip of my nose, and I wiggled my tongue as deep as it would go.
"Huh! I'm wet enough." She let my ears go, and ran her fingers through my hair. So, I kissed my way up her tummy, and even licked her belly button, but she was hot. So hot, and her tits. I don't know, they don't feel like I expected them too, which is weird, because the way they jiggle, and stuff. "Uh!" She pushed me. "Huh, get off." She say up. "why don't you lay down, and let me do it?"
"Sorry."
"It's okay, you never did this before either, but. Huh, at least I know the way." So, she spit on it, and wiped it on with her fingers, and then she held it up. "Uh!" She squirmed, and tried to wiggle it in, but it still popped out, and she winced. "Huh!"
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, it just squeeked on my clitoris."
"It's hard now?" I tried to feel it, but she smacked my hand.
"No? It doesn't get hard like a penis. Oh." She hook her head, and then she put her foot up. "Go on, it's not secret that you like my feet."
"Huh!" Boing! "No, I love them. God, they're so cute, and smoothe, and. Smooch! Snh!" They dont even smell sweaty, like sweaty feet, which is gross. "Huh, I had no idea that girl's feet smell so delicious."
"Huh! Well, hold still a minute." I was just happy to feel her toes with my thunbs, and the tendons with my fingers, especially pushing them back so they went slack, and she doesn't even have any veins sticking out. "Uh!"
She finally sat down, and pulled her foot off my chest, but now I was inside her, and she was so tight. She wiggled around, and somehow, it went even deeper. "Huh, let me get used to it, and loosen up."
"I thought you're a virgin?"
"Well, you're my first boy, and I never even got to touch a real penis before, but if you mean my hymen."
"What's that?"
"My cherry?"
"Oh yeah. Health class was like 3 years ago."
She rolled her eyes, "So anyway, I took care of that, a month ago. I'm sorry, I know I should have saved it for you, and I wanted to, but it just got in the way."
"Oh, no. I'm just surprised, but that's okay." I'm just glad it wasn't another boy. "Did it hurt?"
"Of course it hurt, but it healed," she looked down, but she couldn't see anything. "Huh!" She rolled her eyes, and leaned back. To put her heels back up on my chest, and squeeze me inside her, but I guess holding her knees together like that made her even tighter. I had to hold onto her hips so she could hump me, without falling off, but she started out slowly. "Uh, huh!" Then, she started rolling up and down on her butt, so it swung in and out, but I had both feet to kiss, and watch her toes curl up right in front of my eyes. Take deep breaths through my nose, and just enjoy the weird meaty feminine flavor, even stronger than her sex.
That was another thing, it didn;t taste like anything, or smell like fish. It was just flesh, but soft smooth warm sexy flesh, and I'm glad that i got to eat her pussy first, but this. Oh god, she's right. She even knows that all she has to do to get me hard again is put her feet in my face, and now what's she doing?
"Nh, snh!" She started shaking, and squeezing me, but around the bottom, where i was inside her, and then I felt something deeper. Quivering just past the end of the rubber, but I couldn't see her face with her head back like that, and I just held on. "Uh ha ah!" She fell back, and hit her head on the wall, but that made my dick slap my tummy again.
"Oh my god, are you all right."
"Huh? Oh yeah, huh!' She took a deep breath, and shivered. "Oh, god, yes. Huh! That was amazing."
"Good," she got off, "I'm glad."
"Oh, you're still hard." She scooted back, and pulled her knees up. Her feet, and she wiggled her toes in the sheets.
"Huh!" I pulled the rubber off, just to feel them with my bare cock, and she even put them up, so I could slip between them. Then, she crossed her feet so she could pinch around both sides, and I rubbed my balls into her soft smooth toes until I felt them tense up. "UhhHHH!"
She laughed, the whole time, but I finally show my wad all over her legs, and ankles util I went limp, and draped over them, wet with my mess. Holding myself up, and panting to catch my breath. "Huh, yeah. I love your feet."
She laughed, "Literally!" So I laughed too, and then we curled up. Side by side with the lights off, so I could smell her hair, and feel her head pillowed on my arm. Her back cradled my tummy, and her butt pressed into my lap. We fell asleep like that, and I didn;t care that she was so sweaty.
Since she had the air conditioning on.