Gothic Girl
Published on Saturday, July 1, 2006
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Last year I met Sam in an animation class. We go to the same art school, but had never spoken to each other until we took the same class. We ended up sitting next to each other and then randomly talking. We were then paired together for the final project for the class, and were forced to befriend each other in the long hours we spent on the project.

Sam is into the whole goth look. She can be very sarcastic, but can be fun to be around. She was about 5"6 or so, and wasn't fat or chubby, but wasn't thin either. She was also 22 (I was 19 at the time), and dating a girl named Beth. She just seemed to have a wild side, all of which I found attractive. Also, despite my annoyance with gothic people, I did find Sam's fashion to be attractive. She usually wore all black, and for the most part would wear black skirts with fishnets, or regular stockings and combat boots, or giant boots that looked like she stole them from KISS.

We had become good friends working so closely together that semester. We would sometimes flirt, but never went too far. After the animation class was over, we stopped seeing each other until some time into the following semester when she showed up at a party my roomates and I threw. It turned out one of them ran into her earlier that day and invited her. She seemed out of place in the party, perhaps because it was full of 18 to 20 year olds, but still seemed to be having a good time.

I walked over to her, already a little drunk, and we chatted flirtatiously. She was looking very hot, wearing a long sleeve black shirt with a long black skirt, fishnets, and what I thought looked like a thin pair of stockings on underneath the fishnets, and really high boots. As our conversation continued, we took a seat on the couch very close together. She continued on, telling me about a new film she had seen, but all I could concentrate on were her legs. I was dying to know if she had stockings on underneath her fishnets. There was only one way for me to find out, and perhaps because of the alcohol I decided on a bold choice of action, and stood up to grab a beer.

As I stood up, I put my hand on her leg, and asked if she'd also like a beer. She looked down at my hand, looked back at me, making it obvious that she had noticed, and felt uncomfortable about it but said, "Sure."

On the way to the keg to get more beer for the two of us, I deliberated on what I felt with my brief touch of her leg. We continued to talk and flirt for the rest of the evening. I wasn't sure if she was into me, or maybe just being drunk and flirtatious, but I asked her, "Have you ever taken the tour of the house?" What that really meant was, "Can I get you to go upstairs to my room without it seeming too obvious to the rest of the people at the party?"

Despite this, she seemed eager to go. I quickly stopped the tour at my room where I close the door, and poured us a shot while we discussed teachers we had, and hated. It wasn't long before we were both sitting on my bed, and making out, but this wasn't what I was interested in. Once we began to fool around a bit more, I decided to take some action. As she was lying on my bed I moved to the foot of the bed, and pulled off her high boots. As I stared down, I realized I had been right. She was wearing black fishnet stockings over a pair of thin, nude colored stockings. Her toes, which I had never seen before, were long, and her toe nails were painted black. They also had an odor that told me they had been in those giant boots all day.

I held her foot up to my face, inhaled and then stuck her toes in my mouth. I then took turns sucking, and licking each toe on both of her feet. She seemed to enjoy it all, simply smiling and saying "kinky" to me.

I'm not sure if she had an experience like this before, but while I was sucking her toes, she pulled my pants down and began to give me one of the best footjobs. She then stopped the footjob, and pulled me closer to her. We then had crazy sex. She left the next morning, and we never spoke about the incident at my house that night again.