High School Outcast Knows My Weakness
(Posted on Thursday, May 16, 2002)
This story was submitted anonymously by dex, the nylong footlover.

hey, my name is dex. this is from just a little while back, My senior year in high school, there was a girl, a slightly bigger woman to say the least, with nice big feet. throughout highschool I was not the nicest to her, but I was not to mean either,I had a few classes with her, and she would always try to start conversations with me and talk to me, and see if I wanted to do anything outside of school with her, of course I would never be
caught dead with that. I always politly brushed her off or made up some excuse.

Ususaly she was a jeans and t-shirt kind of girl. but one day, the first time I have
ever seen her like this. she had on a skirt and top with blask nylons, and when I got down towards her feet and lower legs i saw she had boots on... damn! i thought to my self. i wonder how this girl dips. she had decently big shoes so im sure her feet would make my heart stop.

That day, I striked up a conversation, she was a little surprised tohear from me, and she
responded. I engaged in some small talk about math. then i began to compliment her on her outfit, she said thanks, i told her i had never seen her like that, and it was a very good look for her. then i said " I dont really like those boots though " she asked me why, and i tolder her, i didnt know, i said they looked kind of akward.

she said " ok.. do you have any sugjestions Mr. fashion?"

I looked around and people around the room were still occupied in their own little conversations around the class. then I told her, nice shoes like heels wouldnt be so bad. then she told me those made her feet hurt. (yes, my chance to strike) I simply said, " well its not like you couldnt take your shoes off, and if you paid me good enough, i just might give you a foot massage"

then we both laughed, but i was knowing in my own head i was pretty serious. "hey what are you doing this weekend?" I asked, for and akward change.

she said " not alot working then sitting around the house like usual"

so I then made plans, and said there is no use in us both sitting around that weekend.
the next day came, and she was in the tenis shoes and jeans, I didnt talk to her, but she came up to me and began talking, and asked about that weekend I said " well... im not really sure (or something like that)i might have plans"

she said she understood if i couldnt. the next day came it was like a thursday. she walked into math, i could hear those flat heels clanking down the hall, and she sat next to me as usual, i looked at her from down to up. black leather flat heels, tan/brownish, sheer nylons. I assumed pantyhose. and a black skirt with a beige top, then a slight smirking smile when i looked up, with her eyes meeting mine. she said " hello there"
and i gained my composure and said " hi, you look very nice today" and she
said thanks.

the class began, and our teacher went on with the same borring routine. but i could not focus. I kept checking to me left periodicly, to see if her foot position had changed. as we were taking notes down, I heared the ever so famous " clank " the noise which brings all foot lovers knees to a quake, the sound that makes your heart skip a beat, dropped my pen in the action. and quickly glanced down at her feet, her left heel was out of the she, but is was not the foot closest to me so her other was blocking it slightly, so i strained my nect to get a better view.

yep her toes werent fully visible, i saw cleavage. but not much more.. then she slid her foot back in, i looked up at her and she was facing the front writting the notes, and
quickly came back into the the real world again and continued off with my notes.
then the teacher went into a lecture explaining the assignment. and heard two clanks
which nearly echoed eachother. i tilted my head to the left, and look slowly, not to make it obvious. I gasped, I could swear the whole room heard it, i didnt care. i was in my own world again, both of her feet were out and resting on top of her shoes crossed at the ankle, she was wiggling her toes.

when i watched i saw that the y were reinforced toes, and it was obvious with the major darkness of color. my eyes were glued onto her feet as they wiggled so slowly for me, i was right about her feet. they were very big, and very nice, I have never seen such perfect and beautiful, wrinkles in a womans soles with an arch that curved with as much emphasis as hers did. I just moaned to myself and stared. then she uncrossed her ankles and put both of her feets toes in the heel cup of her shoe, and twirled her shoes so artisticly and with such grace, as if she had been practicing, then she slid both of her feet back in. I was in a trance, but I was quickly snapped out of it, when the teacher brought full attention to me, as she said. \

that this was an important chaper. and if I kept on day dreaming I would be lost for the
rest of the term. i felt embarassed and assured my self i would not get caught staring again. she continued explaining and I heard the rough sound of, sand and dust moving with force against the linolium floor, when a shoe is pressing and slidding across it. I kept my composure, and listened to the teacher. but i heared a knock on the floor, and i was forced to look. it was her right foot. totally out of her shoe and in the air above her
shoe, I felt motionless and helpless as i watched and i looked up at her.

she was smiling right at me, i quickly looked away, and she kept her foot moving, i was it out of the corner of my , eye, i looked back toward her feet. then her foot dropped quickly, and into the shoe, i looked up and she was still looking at me. I looked back to the fron of the class so i did not get yelled at again. and then she shoe came back off and she rested it on the floor next to it, i watched as it slowly inched toward my direction and licked my lips, wishing i could just kneel down and lick those feet.. I stared for a while.. and then the bell rang. her toes wiggled and then went back into the
shoes slowly.

i sat their and came back to consiousness. and went up to her as she left the room and asked if we were still on for the weekend. she said. "of course, Im sure we will have some fun " then i agreed, as she left. i celebrated, to myself. friday came around and she had on jeans and boots with a nice black shirt. I was disapointed, I went through class, thinking why am i even going to this girls house, the bell rang, and all the other classes seemed to go by fast, I got home and not too long after i walked in she called.

" are you still comming over?" " ....

uh, yea.. I will.. I will be over there sometime"

" ok, I will see you soon"

" yea... bye"

I hung up and was disapointed, i was not attracted to her at all, exceot when she had hose on, and if she was wearing what she had on earlier today, there is no way i want to go there. I stalled for a while, then decided to drive over there, and stop by for five
minutes saying i had last minnute plans with my family. when i got there she greeted me and invited me in, the house had a quiet eeriness to it, and it made me feel nearvous. " is anyone home?"

"no, they all went out for a while"

she aske me wah t i wanted to do, i sadi i didnt know, and want sure if i could stay for long. she said that was fine. i decided to sit at the couch, and watch some t.v, she agreed. she sat on the coutch on the opposite side of the room. and then she bent over slighlty and out of the corner of my eye i saw she was adjusting something, i then heard a zipper, and then looked over just in time to see her boot come off, and she had black nylons on, i then began to feel, my erection hardening. i said something stupid, like " wow, your feet must hurt " and she said "yes they do actualy"

then she walked over and asked me to help her with her other boot, when i eased of off of her foot, I let her foot drop into my lap, and left it there, then her other foot creeped up into my lap, she wiggled her toes, and my cock was hard to hide. she asked me if i could massage her feet, i stuttered and finally agreed, she slightly moaned and said i
was an expert. i then slowly rub her moist soiled feet which reeked of sweat. I asked what that smell was, ( knowling full well that it was her sweaty feet).

she then said she was not sure, and lifter her foot out of my lap, and above my lip. i
moved my head down. she asked " is it this?" i inhaled with full force of my nostrils and moaned, then she brought her other foot up and put in toward my mouth i opened and she put her toes in, i sucked on them, the sweat saltiness was enough to make me cum, right there, but i held my self. she then too both feet off, and said. "shouldnt you be going now?"

i said "no, i think i can stay a longer".

"oh really? I see". then she went into the kitchen and brought back some soda. and asked me if i wanted some.

i said "no thanks" but she insisted, so i did anyways and walked over to the table
where she was, and sat down. she sat accross from me, and i felt somthing warm
on my leg, as it moved from one area to the next, it felt damp. like sweat from her feet,
it was her feet. the leaked up my shorts a little more and went right in, i looked at her and she was just smiling, she then put her foot all the way through my shorts and out the other end and pulled on them with her legs and down they went.

i was motionless, she asked me if i was ok, I muttered yes, she acted as if she was oblivious. then my cock just burst through the slit in my boxers and she tapped my cock with her toes and i felt both latch on to my cock, and her soles were wrapped around, ahe slowly moved her feet up and down, but with force i put my hand on her ankle for support.

then she said "dex.. are you touching my foot?"

i was shocked..." um.. yea, i thought... im sorry"

" the massage is over ok? do do you want soda, or do you want to touch my feet?" i was lost, and left her foot alone, she then began pumping faster, as my lips quivered "are you ok?" she asked. she then took her feet off of me, and went over to her room and motioned me to come with, as i got up she asked me why my pants were off. " i.. i.. dont know..."

" im just teasing you.. I know you like my feet in these pantyhose am i right?" " i nodded " and she began to take her shirt off, then her jeans, exposing her thigh
highs with fancy lace. she snapped the tops of her stockings and told me to take my
clothes off, i did not hesitate, i was naked and she had me lay on the bed. she then got on top of my rock solid dick and rode me, she was moaning and breathing heavy,
her wieght on me was over whelming, but i was so turned on because she had hosery on, and she was well aware, she got up and layed on her back, as i was laying down and her feet crawled up my thighs to my dick, and as she jacked me up, my neck and back jumped up and down in the motion of the hard strokes her feet were placing on my cock.

i was speechless as she damaged me, she stopped and told me she wanted me inside, so i plunged in while i was on top of her and began numerouse pelvic thrusts, she yelled and began to wrap her legs around me and squeeze as i fucked her. i got so hot and she was screaming at this point she ordered me to fuck harder, as i pushed with all my strenth, she then said to stop. and i did so, i got off of her she ordered my to lay down once again, she got on her knees and put her wide mouth over my shaft, and tightly squeezed her lips as she moved up and down, then she masterfuly worked her tounge. i was gowing to burst i felt the erruption comming, then she took her mouth off, and said "you want my feet?"

" yesss... mmmmm" I muttered "

she then told me to sit up, i did so, and she forced my head downward, i was in her pussy, and i wanted to get out but i was so hot from her feet, she put her feet on my cock and played with it, as my mouth was inside her, i licked hard and she pumped me with her toes, she then put force into her feet and my cock and pulled with her toes, I ate like a mad man, and she was screaming, i was yalping, and telling her how much i loved her feet, how good they felt. My balls curled into a knot, and I just yelled
as if i was in pain and pleasure, and with all the pressure of her feet i came all over her toes, and i felt the oncoming pain in my balls as i forced cum out, and i was liftinng my head from her pussy, and she wrapped her legs around me and squeezed from me to finish her, she pressed me as i was forced to lick, she came and yelled loudly and wildly. afterwards i thanked her, and she did the same, and she said she wanted me tomorrow, and if i did not agree, others would find out about it, and she would never wear nylons again.

she had nothing to lose, so i agreed, and not untill i got out of highschool. was i out of her mentle grasp over my reputaion and my life.

until nextime