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My name is John, I’m a 25-year-old guy who got my life ruined by a 19-year-old girl.

Well, it first started when I became friends with this new girl at college. She was a super hot young girl, dressing like a barbie every day with pale smooth skin and a super pretty face. If I didn’t know her before, I would have thought she’s a supermodel or something.

Anyways I found my way to being her boyfriend in a month and I got to know her more and better. Those days were the most fun days of my life as her boyfriend. But since the first time I met her I had this feeling about her, I wanted to serve her in all ways. I always paid for her dinner and usually bought her drinks whenever she wanted. I had a feet fetish too and she had a pair of super cute feet, I always paid her to get new nail polish and also paid her to get pedicures.

The first days of our relationship were normal, I kissed her a few times and we had a few dates before I realized I’m driving her around the town whenever she wants.

One night after a really fun date with her I drive her back to her place and kissed her before saying bye. She just got new nail polish and manicures, I was hypnotized with her fingers touching my face and chest. I couldn’t resist so I held her hands and bowed my head down to kiss back of her both hands.

“Oh god I love you so much Jenna, I just want to kiss you all over!” I said right after kissing her hands, and then I blushed.

“Oh really?” She started laughing as I held her hands in front of my face and started worshiping them this time, kissing her fingers one by one and adoring them. I looked up at her beautiful eyes and she was looking at me smiling.

“You know what? get off the car and open the door for me.” She told me with a smile on her beautiful lips. I did as I was told to. “So why don’t you kneel and do it properly this time?” She said with a cute but naughty grin on her face.

I couldn’t resist obeying her. I dropped on my knees and as she was holding her hand in front of me to take and kiss. Well, I started worshiping her hands.

I enjoyed kissing her hands more than kissing her on her lips like a normal boyfriend. I felt lower than before in that relationship now, and since she lived in a pretty busy part of town I felt a slight of getting humiliated by her.

The next day I realized her behavior was changed. She was more demanding like she was my boss now. She made me drive her to a bar and then a shopping mall. Yeah, next thing I know I was buying her anything she wanted and carrying her bags with any complaints.

Later that day I drove back to her place and parked my car in front of her apartment, I looked at her but she was looking the other way.

“Umm… Jenna… Wanna kiss goodbye?” I asked her nervous about what was happening. She told me to do the same as last night and get down, open the door for her and kneel to kiss her hands. I was shocked but I obeyed without hesitation since it was in my nature.

I was on my knees in front of my car’s open door holding her hand. “May I kiss your hand now?” I asked still nervous about this whole situation. She just nodded silently and I started to worship her beautiful hands kissing her silky smooth skin.

This went on for a week, I wasn’t feeling like a boyfriend now, and I’m sure she knew that. I never kissed her lips ever again but I started to treat her like a royal lady. A princess for sure.

A few days later in the same situation as every day that week, I was kneeling in front of her after a whole day of driving her around and treating her like a princess, she’s wearing a mini skirt and a tight white skirt, a pair of high heeled sandals and her new red nail polish both on her fingers and toes, I couldn’t resist but to get my head lower after worshiping her hands and place kiss on her ankle. This was the exact thing she was waiting for.

“Oh my god, you like my feet too? you wanna kiss them too, don’t you?” She started laughing as she looked down at me. I was happy that she found out about it even though she wasn’t cool with it since she was laughing loudly getting everyone’s attention around that place to us, while I was on my knees in front of her.

She placed her feet on my car’s door frame and pointed down at them with a pretty evil smile on her face.

I felt super humiliated but I bowed down on my knees Şereflikoçhisar Escort and started kissing her beautiful feet from her ankles to her toes all over as she giggled like a teen girl.

From that night everything changed for me. She was bossing me around all the time even when we were with other people and I treated her like she owns me like she’s the Queen.

Next night I was kneeling in front of her again like the past 2 weeks and I realized she is bending her feet and showing me the bottom of her high heeled sandals. I looked up at her face a little bit nervous about what she’s gonna say next.

“Do you wanna kiss their bottom too?” She asked me mockingly and chuckled as she realized a few people in the neighborhood are watching us. I was humiliated now, for real. I got a boner from getting humiliated by her and the next thing I know, I’m worshiping her sandals all over kissing them. She looked at me with a big grin on her face and snapped her fingers “Lick them!” She ordered me and I couldn’t disobey her anymore, I would do anything she told me at that moment.

I licked the bottom of her sandals clean for about 3 minutes before she stood up and left me there on my knees without saying anything.

A week later she had me buying her a ton of new dresses and shoes to party with her friends and of course, I willingly paid for anything she wanted.

The next day she made me stop in front of an ATM and had me open the car’s door for her before she got off the car and told me to walk her to the ATM. I was obviously nervous not knowing what this is all about. She slapped me in the face and asked for my credit card. I blushed and felt super humiliated when this young girl slapped me and shouted at me in public but I couldn’t disobey her anyways. I silently passed her my wallet and looked down feeling ashamed and humiliated not wanting to see how people around that place were looking at me. Hoping no one is gonna know me. I was nervous about that because that wasn’t a really big town and lots of people knew each other.

Well, she took my wallet and giggled as she was taking all the cash I had in it. She put in my card in the machine and slapped my face again to double the amount of my humiliation and to ask my passcode. I was about to start crying like a little boy while I was telling her my code. I didn’t know what I was doing, I was too ashamed by the picture I had from myself getting bossed around by a girl like her to realize she was gonna take all the money I had in my card.

When we got back to my car I opened the door for her and she said “thank you!” for the first time in 3 weeks.

Later that night after I kissed her feet before she left me for the night I realized what she did to me. I wasn’t a boyfriend anymore and there was no way back for me. she had my card and my wallet and I was her boy pet and servant. Maybe even her paypig since I paid for anything she wanted now.

The next day when I was picking her up she told me she’s gonna sit on the backseat from now on, I asked her why but she answered me with a slap in my face and shouted that “Because I want to!”

I just opened the door for her and held her hand while she sits in my car like a princess. Well, I was officially her chauffeur now.

That night she ordered me to drive her to the movie theater for this new movie and I was really nervous about it since I knew all my friends are gonna be there that night and what would they think if they saw me getting bossed around by this 19-year-old girl.

I parked the car a block away from the theater and opened the door for her to get off. I held her hand and locked the car to walk her to the theater like I always did. But she shouted at me and told me to wait for her in the car.

I couldn’t argue with her anymore, I just obeyed her whatever she said. but later I found out she was dating one of my friends that night.

I waited for her in the car for 2 hours getting my mind fucked by overthinking about her the whole time. Finally, she called me and told me to pick her up at the entrance of the theater.

Well, thank god she was alone and none of my friends saw me in the car even though I saw a few of them busy talking with each other. Well, later that night when I was about to drop her off at her place, after I opened the door for Şereflikoçhisar Escort Bayan her she got off the car and stood in front of me while I was on my knees. She was wearing her pink sneakers and jeans. She looked down at me and snapped her fingers “Do your fucking job, loser!” She said with the most serious face I’ve ever seen on her.

I asked her if I should kiss her hand but she slapped my face and pointed at her sneakers.

Well, I bowed down and started kissing her shoes. after a while, she showed me the bottom of her shoes and pointed down at them when I looked up at her. I knew what this meant, I started licking the bottom of them as she watched me from above. A few minutes later she came up with an idea to add more into my humiliation. she raised her left foot and told me to lick the ground beneath it.

I couldn’t believe how humiliated I was. Jenna, a 19-year-old girl made me lick the ground beneath her foot.

While I was kissing the concrete ground beneath her foot she placed the same foot on top of my head and pushed my face harder to the ground. Now I was licking the ground beneath her foot while she had her foot on my head.

I was too busy with the filthy ground beneath her foot when I heard another guy’s voice behind me.

“?Forgive the poor guy cutie!” the guy said flirting with Jenna. I was scared of this situation since I was with her. I thought my heart stopped for a moment. I never felt this level of humiliation in my life ever.

“Aw there’s nothing to forgive, he’s doing his job!” Jenna answered the guy as she pushed her foot harder on my head making me feel like a worm beneath her. I was too scared to look up knowing the guy might know me and even worth he could be one of my friends. I just kept licking the ground silently completely broken under her feet.

“wow your slave is really obedient.” the guy added after he saw me still licking the ground silently. “Like these people are our slaves for generations! His dad and mom are working in my place right now!” Jenna said mockingly as if she’s really from a royal family.

She was crossing a line there, I was kinda pissed off but I couldn’t stop licking the filthy ground, I was actually too afraid to stop.

“Ohh so you’re a Princess, huh? Can I have your number my lady?” the guy kept flirting with Jenna while I was dying from the weight of humiliation on my body.

“Omg, you can call me Jenna! and sure!” She giggled and gave him, her number with her foot still resting on top of my head.

I was feeling numb and my mind couldn’t think about anything anymore, I was completely broken. The guy finally left and I saw him get in a sports car and leave. Fortunately, I didn’t know him at all and Jenna just left after telling me she wants me here tomorrow at 5.

I had nightmares that night, I felt completely broken, I saw my mother in a maid dress cleaning the floor at Jenna’s place in a dream. I don’t even know why but the next day I found myself in front of her place again waiting her to show up at 5.

She was wearing so slutty this time, super skimpy dress and open-toe high heels, expensive red nail polish and a little bit of reddish highlight on her blond hair.

I opened the door for her as always and she sat on the backseat.

She told me to drive her to the sorority. I didn’t even know why she wanted to go there but I was too scared to ask anyways. Suddenly she started laughing and told me she has a new name for me. She wanted to call me “Jack” from now on and she did.

“You won’t say my name from now on, but if you want to call me, you’re gonna call me ‘Princess’ from now on!” She told me before she snapped her fingers pointing to the round in front of me, “Now move!”

I think I was hypnotized, I couldn’t say no to her. I was officially a 19-year-old girl’s slave.

I parked the car in front of the sorority and opened the door for her. “You wait right here, Jack!” she said mockingly as she walked inside the sorority. A few minutes later she was back with one of her friends named ‘Nina’.

God, I was so scared. Princess told me to say hello to her friend so I did. Nina seemed to be stunned by seeing how obedient I was. I opened the door for them and held their hands so they can get inside easier. “Thank you Jack!” Miss Nina said before Escort Şereflikoçhisar I closed the door.

“Don’t thank him, Nina, it’s his job! He’s lucky to have it!” Princess told her and then they both started having their own girly and giggly chit-chats while I was driving them around in town to different shops and bars. I opened every door for them as they kept ignoring me like I was not even there. Thankfully she never made me lick or kiss anything while Nina was around.

But later that night my actual nightmare began, after I drove to her place and opened the car’s door for her she got off the car and walked to the trash can in front of her place. “Come here and kneel, Jack!” She told me. I didn’t hesitate in doing so. She pointed at the filthy ground beneath her foot and ordered me to lick!

“Princess, please don’t do this to me! I always treated you like a Princess!” I said with tears in my eyes looking at her perfect feet in those heels and the filthy ground. She kicked me in the face and pointed at the floor while I was literally crying beneath her feet. I just started licking the filthy ground like an obedient pig while she placed her left foot on top of my head stomping on it a few times.

I was about to throw up thinking what kinds of trash have been on this ground, it smelt like garbage and tasted like rotten watermelon.

“Please don’t do this to me, Princess!” I begged while crying under her foot but she ignored it by stomping on my head. I could feel her hard heel pressing on my skull.

“No way loser! You should lick and clean the whole thing for me, and you’re not gonna wash your mouth till tomorrow morning. I’m gonna check on you!” She said this and laughed, I was scared of her now, but I kept licking the whole thing just thinking about her, how perfect she is and how much I like to make her happy.

“Omg, you’re so pathetic, Jack! I can’t believe you actually did this!” She said while laughing as loud as possible. I guess she wasn’t expecting me to actually do this. “Gawd I think you’d even eat my poo if I wanted you to!” she added while laughing as I just kept licking the ground clean, too broken to stop now.

She then left with saying anything while I was still down there licking and crying myself out as a broken guy.

I couldn’t sleep the whole night thinking about her and the thing she made me become, feeling the smell and taste of that filthy floor on my tongue the whole night till she called me on skype later in the morning to check my tongue.

She laughed hung up after seeing my filthy black tongue on the camera and texted me to pick her up at 6.

I picked her up as always right on time since I had nothing more important than her in my life and she told me to drive a few blocks forward. A few minutes later I saw the same sports car as before, the same guy who flirted with her when I was licking the ground. She told me to go and open the door for the guy and call him ‘sir’.

This was another level of humiliation for me, she was gonna date this guy and I was gonna open the door for them and drive them around.

“Hello, sir!” I said as I opened to door for him to sit with my Princess. “Thank you, Jack!” He answered after I opened the door for him. I realized she told him all about me since he knew my new name.

They had a great date that night since I paid for everything and I was driving them around where ever she wanted me to. They kissed in my car and made out while I was driving with tears literally dripping from my eyes as I watched this guy having sex with Princess Jenna on his first date with her. They bought me a dog collar and Princess Jenna locked it on my neck before they kissed again.

“You know what we should go to my place and have some real fun there!” Princess Jenna invited him to her place for the night and made me drive to her place while they kept eating each other out in my backseat.

When I opened the door for them after parking in front of her place, she held my leash and told me to get on my fours in front of her. Then they talked about if they should bring me in or not. Finally, Princess Jenna told me she’s gonna want my help inside so I should crawl behind them as they go inside to have fun.

Next thing I know, Princess Jenna is standing on my chest kissing this guy, using me as a footstool to make her taller to kiss this guy.

I realized how powerful a girl like Jenna is, she just used her pretty hands and feet to turn me into this pathetic being, so obsessed with her that I let her stand on me to kiss another guy. I cried myself to sleep that night while they had a noisy fun on her bed with me beneath the bed to feel them bounce on top of me.

End of part one.

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As I walked down the sidewalk alone, cars whizzed by, the people inside paying no attention to what I was doing or what I was wearing. My nipples poked into the the white top I was wearing – if anyone happened to walk past me, it would be very easy to notice. Knowing that only made me even more horny and my pussy to be even more wet, spilling it’s juices into the child-sized pull up diaper I was wearing under my short-shorts. I had begun my walk to the park about 15 minutes ago, and for that long I have been probably the horniest in my life.

Today was a great day for the indulgence I have been planning for weeks now; it was hot, causing me to sweat quite a lot, the sky was beautiful, and my parents were out of town – giving me the time I needed.

It only took 5 more minutes to reach my destination. I started on the park track and climbed up the stairs to the right of it to reach the picnic area where I was nearly alone, only a few people where there, which is what I wanted. Being a fan of exhibitionism, I liked the thought Yenimahalle Escort that people were going to be around me when I went through with what I was about to do, but entirely exposing myself was not something I wanted to do, luckily there was a bathroom nearby.

For the past 3 days, I haven’t shit at all in order to have enough for this occasion. Since I woke up this morning, I haven’t went to the bathroom to pee at all, instead drinking enough water to make my bladder full. Holding all of this has been hard, but my desire to go through with this pushed me through. Walking only made me want to let go, but I couldn’t yet.

I went to the picnic area beside the occupied one, leaning against the wood railing to make it look like I was enjoying the scenery to mask what was really about to go on. My luscious DD cups were being propped up by the railing and I arched my back to make my ass pop out more – it would have been a great sex position, I thought, blushing a bit.

Now that I was Yenimahalle Escort Bayan in position, all was set. I started to let loose of my bladder and anus.

Pee came out first; a slow, steady stream to begin, before progressing into a much larger and faster one, pounding into the absorbent diaper I was wearing. Then came the shit; which I let come out enough only enough to touch the diaper before pushing the whole log out, it took a whole minute for all of the built up shit to come fully out, and another 30 seconds or so for the pee to finish. The pull up couldn’t hold it all, and a faint stream had came running down my leg, the diaper was beyond full – it had swelled quite a bit, full of my warm piss and huge log of shit, making it and my shorts sag.

The feeling was incredible. Making my cheeks flush even more red. If there was no one around, I would’ve immediately dropped to the floor and began grinding my shit and furiously fingering my now-soaking pussy. But I held back the temptation Escort Yenimahalle and decided to walk towards the bathroom, the pile of shit rubbing against my ass, complementing the heavenly feel of warm piss that covered my whole crotch area.

I reached the bathroom and took one of the stalls at random, shutting and sliding the lock in place before stripping down to my sagging, full diaper. The floral design stained yellow with pee. I shut the toilet seat and decided to sit down in my mess, which made it squish around even more and the feeling of it all became even more intense. I let out a soft moan and began rubbing the front of the pull up against my pussy, faster and faster, as I also grinded against the toilet seat.

“Mmm, Sylvia, you disgusting slut,” I said in a whisper to myself and began rubbing my breasts and squeezing my nipples with my free hand, which caused more moaning, “you messed yourself and now your rubbing your soaking little cunt with it, so filthy!”

It only took a few more seconds before orgasm. Bringing out my O-face and a loud “ahh!,” I squirted furiously into my diaper and collapsed against the back of the toilet, out of breath but feeling amazing. This was definitely something I was going to do again.

“Mmm, Sylvia, you should be a naughty slut and walk back home in your mess.” I said to myself, and I did.

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I woke up the next morning with my head throbbing wondering what in the hell I drank. I looked over and smiled as I saw my roommates ex sprawled out naked next to me. I never really liked him anyways, he was a dick. I sat up to admire her while she was still sleeping. Her body was amazing. My eyes wondered up and down her body, from her rosy nipples down to her neatly trimmed bush. I was already rock hard with the morning wood so it was time to fuck again. I gently touched her stomach and started working my way down when she opened her eyes. Her lips were swollen from the previous night of fucking so her clit was poking up through its hood. I could feel her pussy heat up as I ran my fingers up and down her puffy slit. She had other things on her mind though. It had been sometime since she had sex so she was pretty sore. She told me that she wanted to give me a blowjob instead. Of course I had no objection to this so I just laid back and watched her go to work. She would lick my balls until precum would form on the tip of my mushroom, which then she would carefully lick off.

Her head bobbed up and down taking all of my morning wood into her throat. My head swelled and I could feel my balls tightening. I let go and shot my first wad into her mouth. I could tell it caught her by surprise because she opened up her mouth just enough to let a drop of cum ooze from the corner of her mouth. She clamped her lips around my shaft and made a small grunt with each load of semen I pumped into her mouth. As soon as my cock stopped flexing she went all the way down and sucked hard on the way up. The feeling of having my cock milked this Sincan Escort early in the morning was amazing. As soon as I regained my composure I looked up just in time to watch her swallow. I looked down at my glistening dick and jokingly told her that she missed some. Her eyes locked on mine as she lowered her head and licked the last little puddle of cum off my leg. As her tongue lapped my stomach a string of cum swung from her tongue onto her chin. She confessed to me that she loved sucking dick and was particularly fond of mine. I told her to wait a couple of days and I would give her a load that would make her swallow two times.

I received a call about a week later asking me if I wanted to come over to “hang out”. I could feel my groin stir as I imagined what lay ahead of me. She was already pretty hammered when I arrived so there was no telling what was going to happen. We talked for no more than 10 minutes when she started rubbing my thigh. I leaned into kiss her but she was already leaning down to my growing dick. I unzipped my pants and she quickly swallowed me. This girl definitely knew how to suck a dick. I knew I was going to cum pretty soon so I made the suggestion we go to her room. She had my dick in her mouth before I could even lie down. I told her I wanted to watch her eat my cum. I could tell this turned her on because I watched her free hand start to rub her pussy through her jeans. I was going to come soon and knowing that she was going to swallow only made me hotter. The first spurt hit the back of her throat, which caused her to choke. My cock slipped from her mouth as Sincan Escort Bayan she was coughing but I managed to shoot a wad on her upper lip on it’s way down. She continued milking me with her hand while she choked on my sperm. There were 4 lines of stringy cum that shot onto my stomach with a small puddle from the last of the drainage.

I was surprised at how much there was; I don’t think I had ever cum that much before. She smiled when she looked down and saw what was waiting for her. Her head quickly dove down onto my stomach slurping all my juices up. I held her hair up so that I could watch her and none would be wasted in her hair. She would alternate between sucking the puddle and licking the lines off my body. This girl knew what she was doing. With each mouthful she would roll her tongue savoring the texture and flavor. I grabbed the base of my cock, squeezed it and stroked up my pole to drain the last of the cum. A large white glob oozed out when I reached the crown. When she saw what was left she wiped it off with her index finger and rubbed it on her lips like she was putting on lip balm. She was freaky and I loved it.

I was fortunate enough to have one last encounter with this cum slut before things would change. It was about a month and a half later when I saw her in the library studying. I sat next to her making small talk while I was checking her out. It was warm that day so she had sweat shorts with a t-shirt on. I could see the outline of her areolas through her shirt, which only made me wonder if she was wearing underwear. I had to move quickly because a bulge Escort Sincan was quickly forming in my pants and I didn’t want to walk through the library with a hard on. I asked her if she was wearing any, when she told me “no” I grabbed her hand and told her to follow me. I took her downstairs into the men’s restroom since it was always empty. Class was starting in 20 minutes so we didn’t have much time. As soon as we entered the end stall I turned her around, pulled her shorts to the side, pulled out my cock, and slowly pushed myself into her. I easily slid in and started quietly pumping my cock in her. I was only a couple of minutes into it when the door suddenly opened.

She quickly stepped on the toilet so it didn’t look like two people were in the stall. She squatted down and stuck her ass out a little to give me a perfect view of her dripping pussy lips. This newfound excitement of getting caught made me hornier than ever. As soon as I split her lips with my cock I knew I was going to cum soon. I whispered that I was going to cum and wanted her to turn around when I did. I rammed her hard one last time before I pulled out. She spun around, sat down on the toilet and opened her mouth wide. No sooner did she open her mouth when the first shot of cum landed right on her tongue. I was coming so much that she had to tilt her head back to keep from spilling it down her shirt. She swallowed with a gulp that echoed into the next stall. We had 5 minutes to make it to class so we kept the goodbye short. I sat through the whole class with a grin on my face that would make anybody suspicious.

As much as I would have liked to continue our relationship she ultimately got back together with my ex-roommate. I later heard that they were planning on getting married. I smiled as I reminisced about what I had done with her and that he was going to be kissing lips that had worn my cum. I never really like him anyways.

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“Oh for God’s sake, Cary, why don’t you take a picture–it’ll last you longer!” Julie dropped her shopping bags as I put down the ones I was holding. She had kicked off her sandals at the door and was facing away from me by the counter, her left foot raised on her toes while her right foot remained flat.

“What?” I said, surprised by the outburst.

Julie turned around, smiling. “You think I don’t notice? Did you think I couldn’t see you staring at me all the time?”

I stammered some sort of apology, blushing. I guess I had spent about as much time looking at Julie sunbathing as I did cleaning her pool each week. Today, while I was helping her carry her bags in from her car, I must have been more obvious about it than usual. Then again, she was dressed as sexily as usual, with her baby T-shirt revealing her flat stomach and her short cutoffs accenting her tan, athletic legs.

“Come here,” she said, leading me into the living room. Morning light streamed into the tidy house from the window, which looked out onto Julie’s mid-sized swimming pool and yard. “Let’s get this out of your system so we can both get on with our day.”

She playfully pushed me onto the couch and sat facing me on her recliner. She sat back, putting her bare feet up on the footrest. I tried not to look at them, suddenly self-conscious about it. I was speechless.

“Well, go ahead,” she said. “What do you want to do?”

I had no rational idea what was happening, but my stomach was in knots with anticipation. After a few seconds, I answered softly, “To touch you?”

“Uh huh, good. Now where do you want to touch me? Say it.” Silence. “You want to touch me where you’ve been staring all this time.” She waited a few moments, apparently amused by my embarrassment, before sitting forward and looking me in the eyes.

“Look, you obviously have a thing for feet, Cary. It’s okay. I think it’s cute.” She slid back further, lifting her left foot and pointing her toes at me invitingly and smiling. “Go on–now’s your big chance.”

Hesitantly, I reached out and took Julie’s left foot in my hands Pursaklar Escort for the first time. It was warm and smooth, just like I had fantasized. I caressed along its top and sides, eventually squeezing gently with both hands. This elicited a moan from Julie.

“Mmm, you can keep going like that, Cary.” I flexed her foot like I had seen done in foot massages and moved my thumbs up her sole to the bottoms of her toes. More satisfied moaning. “I’m probably enjoying this as much as you are,” she giggled.

As I relaxed and got into it a little, I realized that my jeans were bulging. I hoped Julie didn’t notice! I wondered when my next chance to jack off would be. None of the girls in my class had let me do this before, let alone a gorgeous 29-year-old woman. This was turning out to be the best summer job ever!

“It tingles,” she purred, wiggling her toes in my hands. As I ran my fingers over her right foot now, focusing on her pretty toes, I glanced up at her, nestled comfortably in the easy chair. I could see her nipples protruding through the thin fabric of her white shirt as her chest heaved. Julie had her eyes closed and was starting to breathe heavily.

I got down on the floor to get a better angle on my task. Holding her feet together, soles down, I looked at her ten toes inches from my face as I continued massaging and stroking them. Julie always kept her feet beautifully manicured, as I had noticed all those times when she sat in the sun, glistening with suntan oil, while I labored away on the pool and lawn. I never knew she could tell I was looking at her half the time!

After a few minutes of my silent efforts, she began lazily rubbing her breasts through her shirt and even stealing an occasional feel in the crotch of her shorts. She arched her back and sighed again. I couldn’t believe she was getting off on what I was doing!

I admired her toenails, which were perfectly trimmed and painted dark red, the better to attract attention when she went out in her strappy sandals. Julie had a rather large collection of sexy shoes, Pursaklar Escort Bayan and I had a feeling she had just picked up a few new ones in those department store bags. She seemed to have as much appreciation for showing off her feet as I did for looking at them!

Julie was in the zone now, reaching deep into her unbuttoned jeans shorts with her right hand. Her left hand gently squeezed and rubbed her breasts. Whenever I would pause in my ministrations to watch, she would wiggle her toes to get my attention where it belonged again.

“God, Cary, I had no idea,” she said breathlessly. I petted the tops of her toes and moved up to her ankle and calf, placing her soles in my lap now. I saw a little smile play across Julie’s face. Was the slightest pressure on my cock from the balls of her feet meant to let me know she was aware of my “enjoyment”?

Another few blissful minutes went by before she whispered, “Is there anything else you want to do, Cary?” She opened her eyes and looked expectantly down at me. I think I looked like a needy puppy dog as I glanced shyly back. Could I have been broadcasting the fact that every single thought in my head revolved around sucking and licking her enticing feet? That nothing consumed me more than kissing the tips of her toes and slipping them slowly between my lips, devouring them for hours on end?

I was just getting up the nerve to say something when Julie’s cell phone rang, making us both jump. She yanked her feet away as she sat up to go through her bag for the phone. It was her girlfriend, Valerie. I swear, it was like that bitch could sense what was going on.

Valerie had been over a few times, swimming in the pool or lolling by the side with Julie, laughing and chatting. She too looked fantastic in a bikini, much to my viewing pleasure, but for some reason she always treated me coldly.

I waited patiently with my hands in my lap while Julie talked. “Hey, Val! No, I was just getting in…I know, lemme grab my stuff, one sec…’kay–love ya–bye.”

My heart sank (but my cock remained Escort Pursaklar rock hard) as Julie jumped up and gathered her keys, purse and shoes, heading for the front door. “Cary, I am sooo sorry! I’ll see you next time, okay?” She seemed embarrassed now that the moment was ruined. “Make sure you lock the kitchen door when you’re done, alright?” And she was gone. From my cross-legged position, I took one last look at the back of her shapely legs before the screen door swung closed. A few moments later, I heard her Miata backing down the driveway.

I could not believe this! Achingly, I got to my feet, desperately needing to relieve the pressure in my groin. I had just gone further into my fantasies than ever before, and I needed help fast. Without thinking, I found myself walking into her bedroom and sliding open her large closet door.

Wow. Julie’s shoe collection lined two shelves on the floor of the walk-in closet. It was like I was in a candy store. Still moving as if in a trance, I selected a pair of classic leather 4-inch work pumps and touched the spike heel and slightly scuffed toe. The instep was worn but smooth and shiny.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I tore my pants open and began stroking my cock while I held one high heeled shoe to my face, drawing in the very faint aroma of Julie that lingered in them. I quickly knelt down on the carpet, my knees spread wide, and jerked off with my left hand faster and faster, my fingers slick with precum.

When I put my tongue inside Julie’s shoe and ran it up the shiny label on the insole, I finally let loose with a mighty stream of cum. I cried out involuntarily as I rolled onto my back, frantically trying to catch some of my spurting semen on my stomach, but most of it had already gone on the floor and through the slats in the closet door in a wide, sticky arc. It was my biggest orgasm ever.

Sweating, I lay there for a few minutes, trying to catch my breath. The reality of what I had just done came slowly back to me. I nervously cleaned up the rug and wiped off the door as best I could and replaced Julie’s pumps on their rack, my heart still pounding. I knew she would kill me if she knew what I had just done!

Well, needless to say, that morning’s events provided me with hours of jackoff fantasies every day for a long time. But what happened at Julia’s place a few weeks later made that summer even more memorable…

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Mother was queer. That’s what everyone used to call it when a woman lived with a woman. Donna was a few years younger than Mom was. She moved in when I was a senior in high school. She didn’t have any legs.

We lived in a large town in a large downtown flat in a tall building. The elevator was an essential part of Donna’s ability to do things. They worked in a large insurance office doing accounting. Lunch would often find them heading to the Top Hat, an iconic coffee shop with stools along the counter and booths along the window facing the sidewalk. They would share one side of a booth; hold hands, chat, dream, and watch people walk by on the way to who knows where.

I never thought much about their sex lives. Mine developed slowly. I don’t know why. In high school, I dated a few girls, a guy, and satisfied myself alone in bed at night. No relationship lasted long. I filled my time with studies and graduated at the top of my class. Having several universities in our town allowed me to continue living at home while going to college. It also gave me a chance to stare at Donna as my new fantasy.

My Monday schedule packed my classes together, all much harder than the AP classes in high school. By the time of the last one, the Calculus class at three, I was exhausted. I arrived just moments before Professor Harrison. She began talking before she finished laying her notes on the lectern. She didn’t stop until the clocked had clicked twice past the official time for the class to end. She was out the door before anyone could blink.

Because of where I sat, I was next to last out the door. I looked back and a woman moved across the room using crutches. A book bag over one shoulder and no leg extended past the hem of the left side of her skirt. I held the door open for her. She smiled and I followed.

She stopped and looked at me. “Did you understand any of that?” She smiled and stood without much support from her crutches. “Day one and I’m lost.”

I examined her more closely. She seemed slightly older, my height, cute, hopefully approachable.

“Scary, huh? I think I got most of it.”

“You must be a brainiac.” She giggled. “I’m Julie. I waited a few years to start college and I think I’ve forgotten everything from high school.”

“Hello Julie.” I tried to speak in my most manly voice. “I am Paul. I’d be happy to try to help. We could get a pizza at the student center.”

“That would be nice.”

I watched her walk. Nothing said by either until we were out of Jones Hall and alone on the sidewalk.

“You haven’t asked about my leg.”

She paused as though I had to say something. I shrugged my shoulders. “I wanted to.” I smiled. “Mom’s girlfriend is missing both legs.”

“Wow.” She searched my body for clues of how I was responding. Her left hand stroked along her skirt. The skirt gave way not far below her hip and curved around her stump under the pressure of her fingers. “Guess you’re used to being around people like me.”

“If you mean people missing limbs, yeah. It’s nice.”

“Nice?” She seemed puzzled at my response.

“Ah-h,” I stammered.

She giggled. “I’m just jerking your chain. I think it is nice too.” She laughed. “Come on. I’m hungry.” She laughed again and began walking.

I followed beside her. “I like the way you walk. You make it look easy.”

“Didn’t take long to build up the right muscles. It’s been a year.”

I continued to watch. She was graceful, almost seeming to not apply much force upon her crutches or her hands. “Wow.” The word softly escaped my mouth without control.

“Yeah.” Her voice was sultry. She took another two steps in silence. She stopped and stared down at her foot. “Wouldn’t have the fucking leg back for all the money….” The crossing light was now red and a dozen other people suddenly stood around us.

We were quiet as we crossed the intersection with others. Again, we were alone and she rested her hips on the retaining wall in front of the student center. She placed the two crutches neatly together and rested them beside her. I looked at her. She looked at me. “Sorry. I got carried away.” She cupped her hands over the skirt around the end of her thigh.

“So you wanted to be this way. What the hell is wrong with that?”

“Huh?”

“What do you mean huh? I mean exactly that you wanted your leg amputated … that you did and now you love Polatlı Escort being this way. Right?” I shrugged my shoulders and watched her hand tease her stump hidden under the skirt.

“Goddamn. You are the only person to read me.”

“Well, you gave it about ninety percent away.” I laughed. “I am so-o glad I know. Listen, I am so turned on by Donna not having, ah, legs.” I sat beside Julie. “She doesn’t know how she affects me.”

“Do you jack off thinking ’bout her?”

I nodded. “Yeah, you probably do the same looking at yourself in the mirror … right?”

“Is it that obvious?”

I laughed and grinned. “Let’s just say I was hoping.” I laughed again feeling more relaxed with her.

“I had to wait until I was twenty-one. It felt like I had wanted, no, needed to be this way for all my life. I love it. Goddamn it is great. It feels good to have told someone. I have several stories I use when someone asks – sharks, saws … you know, hugely unlikely things they shouldn’t believe. They do. I don’t know why I opened up to you. Oh God Paul, it feels so good now that I have.” She stood leaving her crutches alone and hopped until she was in front of me. Her arms reached out inviting me to stand. The hug was comfortable as our bodies melted together. “Thank you.” The sweet words blew across my cheek and over my ear.

“You feel nice against me.”

“So glad … Paul.” Her hand rubbed across my back and over my hip. I could feel her stump press against the front of my pants. “You like that?” The stump moved again, pressing harder. “You’d be the first since….” Her lips nibbled at my ear as the words drifted though my mind. “You don’t need to. I’ll understand.”

I pulled her face towards mine and pressed my lips against hers. Her tongue teased my lips making them damper and the thermostat seemed to twist higher. “I must.” I sucked her lower lip between mine for a moment and let go. “If you want me.”

“You fool. You had me….” She pressed her lips against mine and drove her tongue deep into my mouth.

We walked along the sidewalk towards the doors of the student center. It was not possible to do anything other than watch her move. She watched me watching her. “Do I excite you?”

I nodded and promptly stumbled over a rough joint in the sidewalk. My arms flailed for balance and I crashed onto my back. She stood over me for a moment as she began to kneel down. I glanced up the inside of her skirt and my heart thumped hard as I saw her stump and between her thighs.

Keeling on one knee, her stump resting on my chest, she looked at my face. “Are you okay?”

“I’ve just gone to heaven.” I laughed as others gathered around.

Julie looked around. “I’m a professional! He’s okay. Just a klutz.” She giggled and moved back so I could stand. “We need to get you some crutches so you will have an excuse.” She giggled again as I stood.

“I looked.”

“I showed.” She smiled. “What’d you think?”

“I think I need to look much, much closer. I bet you taste nice.” I smiled.

She moved very close and her hand briefly disappeared under her skirt. Her outstretched finger slid under my nose and then across my lips. “Well?”

“There better be more.”

“Suddenly I’m not so hungry for pizza.” She held her finger under my nose again. “Does this give you some ideas about what’s on the menu?”

My heart raced even though we did not. She lived three blocks off campus in a traditional apartment complex. Hers was a ground floor unit with one bedroom. “Make your self at home,” she said as she tossed her book bag on the table in the small eating area next to the small kitchen. “Get you something to drink?” she asked, as she appeared to swirl around in the kitchen like a small tornado. Cupboard doors open, closed, cups, glasses appeared on the counter, spoons twirled in the cup, and she drank something. “Evening pills,” she mumbled as she swallowed the concoction.

Her crutches remained against the counter as she hopped towards me. “Now where were we?” she slyly said. Her fists rested against her waist and she dragged her tongue across her lower lip in an obviously suggestive manner.

I dragged my finger under my nose and giggled.

“Oh yeah-h. That’s right. You were going to examine me closely. Can I see some proof you have a license to do such things?” She laughed and hopped towards Polatlı Escort Bayan the couch. “Damn crutches slow me down.” She landed on her back with the foot up over the back of the couch. Her skirt lay askew. An index finger rested in a suggestively nasty manner in the corner of her mouth. “Well big talker.”

Having only dreamed of being so close between a woman’s thighs, I settled near the end of her stump. My hand scooted the hem upwards and rested over black boy cut panties. The other hand began to massage her stump. It moved slowly in my palm.

“Oh-h baby-y. That’s a great start.”

The hair between her thighs was light colored and sparse. The folds of skin even and slightly parted. I kissed them as I had her other lips. My tongue pressed though and licked the full length of the slit from bottom to top until it grazed the bud of her clit peeking from the hood. I looked along her stomach and between her breasts.

“Well,” she begged. “Keep it up.” Her fingers spread her opening wide, a fingertip pulled at the clit. “Yeah-h.” Her stump spread further to the side. A finger filled the opening. “Ah-h.” The finger pumped fast and hard. “Yeah-h.”

I mirrored her movements as she removed her hands.

“It’s not like I’m so experienced either … seen a few movies.” The words meant to reassure me. They did.

“Thanks. I want us to enjoy each other.”

Before long, we were naked on her bed. I was on my back, she riding me like a cowboy and moaning, “Fucking good,” often. I loved the feel of her short stump against my hip and the sight of her breasts bobbing wildly. Even after filling her with cum, she continued to ride my erection until sadly it began to fade.

My cock sill resting inside the entrance, she looked down at me with her hands resting over my chest. “Fucking good,” she whispered. “How about for you?”

I nodded and grinned. My hand reached out and cupped the end of her stump, and began to massage it. “All of you is good, this is wonderful.”

“What about my pussy?”

I giggled. It would be hard to find fault with your pussy. Goddamn, this was good. I just hope it won’t be the only time.”

“Better not be. You’re welcome to stay tonight. Bet we can try this again.” She laughed and fell across my chest, still trying to hold my cock in her pussy. It slid out. Her lips pressed against mine, her tongue slid into my mouth. I enjoyed the feel of her pressed against me.

“I don’t have any classes tomorrow.”

She grinned and rolled beside me. We cuddled for a while, kissing, necking, touching.

Her warm breath coated my face as her fingertip strolled along my lip. “You really like me with one leg?” I didn’t answer. “Good,” she blew into my ear and nibbled my earlobe. “That’s important.”

I awoke an hour later with her lips wrapped around the head of my cock. Her tongue bathed the swollen purplish smooth patch and over the small indention of the underside. I watched with great interest. She appeared to truly be enjoying herself. I was.

Her head turned towards me, the head rubbed against her lips. “Sorry … couldn’t resist.” She giggled, the warm air rushing over my cock. Her hips moved towards my face. I pulled her stump against my mouth. “Yeah-h,” she moaned as I nibbled over the soft end and along the faint scar. Her hips convulsed. I paused. “Small orgasm,” she explained. We laughed together. “What a problem,” she teased.

Mom and Donna met us at the Top Hat for lunch the following day. The prior evening I had explained to Mom that I had met someone and wouldn’t be home, but didn’t provide any details. We were early and waited outside near the front door. I could tell Julie was nervous, I sure was.

“Hey!” I waved my hand high in the air as if they could not see us. Donna was in her sporty red ultra light wheelchair. Mom walked alongside.

Julie glanced at Donna, the attention heightened. “Shit.” Her voice was low, almost unheard. She stood straight and shook slightly.

“What’s wrong?”

“I’ll tell….” She was interrupted by them finally stopping in front of us.

“Hi!’ I made the introductions.

It was obvious Donna and Julie already knew each other. Any smile from both was missing now.

“Julie … how’s things?” Donna remarked trying to be pleasant.

“Classes started and I guess well. Paul is helping me with Escort Polatlı my Calculus.”

“I didn’t know….” his mother started, but did not finish as she looked at Julie and then Donna.

“Oh God, how could I help it after watching Donna parade around half naked. I bet Donna even HAD them amputated.” My frustration soared.

Julie fired back. “Yeah, she did. She tried to keep me from having mine.”

“I’d heard so many comments about Julie wanting her amputation, sometimes for crazy reasons. It just didn’t seem wise.”

“Who the fuck do you think you are? God?” Julie stormed down the sidewalk.

I slapped my fists against my hips. “Fuck!” I followed her. “Wait!”

I caught up in the middle of the next block. “Hey, we don’t have to be around them.”

“She’s your mother and Donna is her girlfriend. How can you not be around them? How can I be around you when you are around them? This might just not work.”

“You really do dislike Donna, don’t you?”

Her arms were tightly crossed and she shook her head. “Bitch.”

I stood in front of her with my hands on her shoulders. I could smell her wonderful fragrance as I watched her face tight and red, her lips pursed tightly.

“Wait here. Will ya?”

She nodded and I began walking slowly towards Mom and Donna still waiting in front of the Top Hat. With hands shoved deep in my pockets, I tried to imagine how to resolve this battle.

The three of us stared and said nothing for a while.

Mom looked scowled at Donna. “You and Julie are so similar. Would you please find a way to make peace with her? Paul is my son and I can’t lose him. I know he is about to have to make a decision between her and me. I might have to make one between us.” Moms look said more about how firmly she felt than her words.

“Ah, ah-h,” Donna stammered as she absorbed the expression. Her hands tightly gripped the front of the wheelchair cushion far from her legless hips. “Shit, shit.” Her head shook several times before looking up then towards Julie over a block away. Her hand motioned Julie to come back. She didn’t move. Donna waved again.

Donna began rolling her wheelchair towards Julie. After about ten feet, Julie began walking back. They met far enough from us that we could not hear what they said.

“You and Julie look like you belong together,” Mom said.

I nodded and we watched them kiss, and then come back.

“I think we are okay now.” Julie rocked back on her crutches and held her foot off the ground for a moment.

“Yup,” Donna remarked as she patted his mother on the hip. “I hope both of you will feel comfortable at our place.”

The server moved a chair for Donna and Julie sat next to her. Mom and I sat opposite them.

Julie and I strolled along the sidewalk in the warm breeze. A finger of mine hooked beneath one of hers as that hand gripped her crutches. I glanced at her face while paying more attention to the way she walked.

“You’re staring at my single foot.” She giggled. “Good.”

I laughed and pulled my hand away before snapping my fingers and slapping my hands together. “Yup I am.” I laughed again.

“I owe your mother a lot.”

“Why, because she intervened? I’m am glad you seem to have worked something out with Donna.”

Julie nodded. “I lived with Donna. She’s my cousin.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. My parents died when I was a senior in high school. I’d just turned eighteen. Donna took me in. Her legs were gone by then. She wanted to be that way. I already knew how she felt. She was living alone.” Julie sighed deeply. “I was a mess after the funeral.” She sighed again then became silent.

I stopped and pulled her against me. Our lips touched and our tongues played. “I know we haven’t known each other long.” I pecked at her lips a few times. “I think I love you.” I pecked again. “I don’t care that you and Donna were lovers. She’d be easy to love.”

“You know?”

“Ah, it was pretty obvious from the way the story was going.”

“Well….” Julie stood with her hands clasped together and her head hung down.

“What?”

“It doesn’t matter. Your mother found her and you found me.”

“Yeah-h.” I looked at her as she smiled. “I’m glad she helped you with your leg.”

She kissed me again, pecks along the lip, a little feel of her tongue. She stopped and wistfully looked in my eyes. “You’re sweet. I could love you, you know.” She pecked at my lips between words.

There was a spell of silence, not very long. We watched each other, not talking, just looking. She smiled and dragged her tongue across her lower lip. “Ah, I think I might need one of your close examinations.” She giggled.

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