Chewing on my hair, I desperately stared at the clock, counting down the last minute of my detention. Despite what Vicky had said about humiliating me, I kept squirming in my seat as my thoughts returned to my first kiss. It was beyond incredible. I never thought I would feel that way. Cassie had said her first kiss was terrible, that the guy just slobbered her lips as he tried shoving his tongue down her throat.
We only kissed for a minute, but it was as if we had a connection. Her ass lips puckered open just when my tongue flicked out to taste it and closed on my lips exactly when my tongue shied bank in and my lips closed again for a kiss. Except near the end, when she closed her lips around my tongue before I could get my tongue out, and giggled “Gotcha”.
As the other ne’er do wells such as myself started walking towards the door, I realized that detention had just ended. Hurriedly picking up my bag, I rushed out the door and towards the library.
Panting as I reached the third floor, I wondered whose brilliant idea it was to place the library on the third floor of a school building. As I walked past the book detectors at the entrance of our library, I saw no sign of Vicky in the immediate vicinity. Hoping she hadn’t forgotten; I walked towards the back of the library and saw her sitting against the wall near a bookshelf. She seemed engrossed as she read a book with wide eyes.
Stopping before her, I interrupted her in a low voice “Hi Vicky”.
She blinked as I pulled her back into reality and looked up at me as I stood before her. “Sit down” she said in a gravelly voice. Clearing her throat, she looked at me as I sat down on the ground opposite her, my back leaning against a bookshelf.
“So… in the locker room, you were smelling my boots. Do you have a foot fetish?” Vicky asked glancing down at her boots when she mentioned them.
“… Yeah, its kind of embarrassing. I don’t know why I have it, but it just turns me on…” I replied, glancing down at her boots, and noticing the book she was reading. The title read “Foot Fetish for Dummies” in its trademark yellow cover.
“Really? They DO have a book for everything huh” I said with surprise and laughter in my tone.
Grinning, she replied “Well, what exactly do you like to do with feet? Because I just read some really crazy things.”
My mind went blank as I wondered whether I should really tell her the extent of my fetish. I started giresun seks hikayeleri out “… well, you know I like the way it smells; I also like the taste…”
Vicky interrupted me “WAIT, what do you mean you like the taste? Whose feet did you lick before??”
I started sweating and my face went pale. I can’t tell her about Cassie.
Seeing the hesitation on my face, she asked again “Jessie. You kissed my asshole this morning. It’s between us. I won’t tell anybody. You can trust me.”
Looking in her eyes, I regretted immediately as I whispered her name “Cassie.”
Her eyes widening, she asked “so Cassie let’s you sniff and lick her feet?’
Knowing how bad this would sound I whispered in a barely audible voice “… No… I kinda do it during sleepovers”
Vicky’s lips twisted in a wicked grin as she said “wow Jessie. I never would have guessed you were so perverted. What do you do with her feet?”
Unfortunately, my body reacted as I thought back to my last sleepover. Looking in her eyes, I told her the truth “I make love to them”.
Bursting with loud giggles, she said “If it was even close to the way you kissed my bung hole, I believe you. Do you lick her down there too?”
Blushing, I answered truthfully “Nope, you were my first kiss.”
Astonished, she looked me up and down “Really? You’re telling me I’m the first person you kissed? You do know what they say about first kisses right? That you…”
Interrupting, I finished it for her “never forget your first kiss. I know. I don’t want to forget it Vicky. It was everything I ever imagined it would be and more.”
For some reason she looked flushed… Wait, was she blushing??
“To tell you the truth, you’re my first too. That kiss was kinda hot wasn’t it.” Shaking her head to clear her mind, she continued “Anyways… I was wondering… do you like mine? I mean I saw you smelling my boots, but did you like it?”
I smiled “No Vicky, I didn’t like it. I loved it. It smelled a bit like aged cheesy popcorn that was left out too long, Cassie’s usually has a lighter vinegary yet cheesy smell.”
“I’m glad to hear that. Now pull off my boots and sniff it. I want to see you in action” she said stretching her legs towards me.
Shocked at her sudden request, I gingerly picked up and placed both her booted feet that stretched towards me on my lap. I started shivering as phantom sweat started pouring all over from my body. Looking at her for confirmation, I saw her staring intently at me. As carefully as I could, I picked the heel of her right boot and slowly slid it out. The way her socked foot slowly became exposed starting from her slightly yellowed heel, past her arches and finally her toes was pure eroticism. I realized that my mouth was open, and saliva was built up in my mouth as I had forgotten to swallow in my bliss. Proceeding to do the same with her other boot, I picked up the boot to smell that heavenly erotic smell of Vicky’s feet.
I was halted when Vicky whispered “Stop!”
Looking back at her, I realized her right hand was inside her jeans. “Put the boot on the floor. I want you to bring your nose to my boots like you’re bowing down to them. They’re better than you.”
Surprised at the sudden show of dominance, I felt myself getting aroused at the humiliating way she wanted me to smell her boots. Following her instructions, I bent down and placed my nose inside her boots as she watched me with wide wild eyes. It seemed as if time stopped as I closed my eyes and started breathing slow and deep to savor every moment. The cheese like smell was pretty intense, and I oh so desperately wanted to taste it.
Suddenly I felt a hand grab the back of my head as Vicky pushed my face further into her boots. “This is where you belong Jessie. I’ve had those boots for the last three years because we’re too poor for me to go around spending money like you. That’s three years of foot sweat your smelling right now.”
Moaning I felt myself fall deeper into a sort of sub-place and I replied from inside her right boot “I love your smelly feet Vicky. I wanna be your foot slave. I swear I’ll take care of your feet; you’ll never have to worry about washing them. Please Vicky, I need your feet. I’ll do anything!!”
The pressure eased as Vicky took her hand away, but I kept on sniffing. After a few minutes, I was interrupted as Vicky took her boots back and started putting them back on.
“I need to think about this” she said without looking at me.
I felt as if my world was crashing down around me. “Vicky. You told me in the locker room that you would get me addicted to your scent. I want that. I want to worship every part of you.”
As she picked her bag and stood up, she looked down at me in front of her boot.
“Jessie, I hate you for what you did to me. I need to think about this some more.” Vicky started moving away as I hung my head down on the verge of tears.
Stopping suddenly, she whirled around and walked back. “Don’t be sad. Will a kiss make you feel better?”
Looking up, I whimpered in a croaky voice ‘Maybe.”
Quickly looking around to see that no one was looking at them, Vicky pulled her jeans down and turned around with her cute buns near my face.
Gently putting my hands on her cheeks, I pulled them apart to see her rosy lips. They were even more beautiful than I remembered. Her red lips formed a perfect circle as light pink wrinkles emphasized their beauty.
Suddenly, she started puckering her lips open and close. “Well, what are you waiting for lover girl, kiss me already.”
Hearing her call me her lover girl broke me out of my daze as I leaned forward. This time though, as I neared her lips, there was a smell. It had been almost 3 hours since her shower and already her ass seemed to have started becoming sweaty enough to give a musky odor.
Off-put by her ass scent, I held back a moment before I remembered how great of a kisser she was, and I leaned forward again. My tongue darted around licking my lips. I didn’t want her to think I had dry chapped lips as I made a kissy shape to turn my lips into a circle just like her lips.
Our lips made a smacking noise as they tore away from each other and this time I started shoving my lips down her mouth, trying to taste her insides again. The added flavour from her sweat made my crazy, her lips tasted deliciously salty. She kept playing with me by grabbing my tongue and holding it by puckering her mouth and then opening it.
I can’t remember how long I was kissing her for, but at one point she was almost sitting on my face so we could kiss deeper. After what seemed like hours, her body started tremoring slightly and she gave a squeal “aannnhh”. A few minutes passed before she got off my face and pulled her jeans back up.
“Are you sure I’m your first kiss? Your too good of a kisser to be a newbie” she said smiling.
Blushing I replied, “Yeah. Its just that you taste so good, I can see why people are always kissing each other.”
“Listen Jessie. I like what we’re doing here. I’ll text you on Facebook over the weekend and maybe this time we can have some privacy to kiss more. Yeah?” Vicky asked as she stood before me on wobbly legs.
With a grin on my face “I’d love that Vicky”
As Vicky walked away, I stared at her back as I made plans on telling my best friend Cassie about how amazing my first kiss was.