I took a few long, deep breaths thinking about how the hell I was going to do this. The girls openly passed notes while I was at my desk, half of them looked at me like meat and the other half like I was a dreamboat. The boys were practically ready to come to blows at the back of the class and the dorks at the front were talking like they knew more than I did. These kids were wild and they knew I couldn´t keep them controlled. I thought I saw someone at the door so I bolted up in my chair. It was Sarah, leaning against the door smiling.
¨Survived your first day, congrats!¨ She sarcastically smirked and walked toward me. She opened a beer bottle on edge of the desk and handed it to me.
¨Can´t we get in trouble for this!?¨ I asked nervously. Sarah was mid sip with her head tipped and almost spit it out laughing.
¨Please! Corbin´s got enough ¨confiscated¨ booze in his drawer to throw a party for the whole town.¨ With that I took a sip and felt a little better as Sarah sat on the desk and we talked about our respective days. She agreed this class was full of little monsters but that she was getting the brunt of them.
¨Oh count yourself lucky, you don´t have any of the girls who´ve already popped. Nothing worse than some boy with braces and a big head drooling over some girls´ A cups.¨
I laughed and saw she was letting her feet dangle off the desk. They were big enough to touch all her toes to the floor. Her big toe looked like it was almost the size of my thumb! It was oddly captivating I had a hard time not thinking about them now that it wasn´t something in my imagination. Sarah then tipped her head back and polished off her beer.
¨You wanna get outta here and get a few more of these?¨ I chugged what was left of mine and eagerly followed. Sarah put a backpack on with the toes of her running shoes poking out of them. I got in her car and out of the corner of my eye observed her driving with what looked like just her toes and the pad of her feet. I never really thought too much of people´s feet or how big they were but I felt like hers were MUCH too big. I had a roommate in college that played basketball but his size 15´s looked like they still weren´t as big as her feet. We got to a shack that passed for a dive bar and went inside. It was about as bad an I expected. Not sure if I was going to get a buzz or tetanus. Some old timers sat on the other end smoking; eyeing us wearily. The bartender ambled down to us and threw out two coasters.
¨What´ll it be, Sarah?¨ He asked in a gruff voice exhaling his last puff through his nose. She told him two beers; I watched as he slumped away to pour them. His feet looked normal. My eyes shot back to Sarah´s legs crossed with one foot pointed down and the other pointing away from me like they were crammed into a tight booth. Our beers appeared and I snapped out of it.
¨To another year at Steppington Springs Middle School!¨ We toasted and drank. As we talked I couldn´t shake the feeling about her feet. I tried to weave it in the conversation.
¨My dogs are barking after today; I knew I should have broken my shoes in better. I bet your´s are too after that assembly this morning.¨
She shrugged ¨It´s not so bad, been nothing but sneakers and sandals since I was in high school so I´m always comfortable.¨
It gave me an excuse to look at her feet and delve deeper. ¨I suppose that helped on the swim team?¨ I caught her mid-sip and she nodded.
¨Although basketball did not go over as well for me. We were falling over our feet ALL the time.¨ She laughed and recrossed her feet, now I saw the massive sole of her sandal. It must have been as long as my forearm!
¨So, a lot of girls on your team hit puberty about the same time?¨
¨Yup, speaking of which... we start that tomorrow. You have a chance to review the materials?¨
I sat up a little ¨Yeah, what´s up with the hand-drawn anatomy posters? The picture of the girl looks like she´s wearing skis!¨
Sarah finished her sip and turned to me. ¨Yeah, pretty much all the girls in this town end up with feet like that..¨
I looked down pointing at her foot. ¨You say EVERY woman here has feet like yours?¨
Sarah seemed not to be fazed. ¨Yeah...¨
¨You think that´s not something... odd?¨ She shrugged and said she never really thought too much about other women´s feet and I tried to drop the subject. The bartender set more beers in front of us.
¨From Fred over there, says it´s for winning the state swim title!¨ Sarah smiled at an older guy across the bar who raised a beer in return. She drank about half of it then turned back to me.
¨So are we gonna do this will they, won´t they thing all year? Or should we just got back to my place and fuck?¨ I almost choked on my beer.
¨You´re direct; I like that!¨ I struggled to talk without coughing. We finished and went back to her place. As soon as we got inside the dark house she turned, put her arms around me and kissed me. I loved the feel of her lips and her tongue in my mouth. For reasons I can´t explain my eyes were open and staring down at her feet that were on either side of mine standing like she was in snowshoes.
¨I hope you´ve got a really good cock!¨ She led me by my cheap tie to the bedroom. She undid her shirt and let it fall to the ground then her bra. I started getting undressed; she was down to just her underwear I stood there admiring his firm C cup breasts with hard nipples.
¨I know a tit man when I see one...¨ she smirked as she dropped her underwear. I almost ripped off my own underwear and embraced her. She took a step back and sent us falling back on the bed. My cock was engorged feeling her wet pussy next to it. I tried to see if I could stand but I felt her feet wrapped around my waist were too heavy for me to get up. I was able to work in close quarters though so I guided my cock into her wet spot and started thrusting. She seemed to like it as I got going a little faster trying to find her best spots. After a while her feet loosened up and it felt like a cinder block off my back. I got up and thought I grabbed her ankle but it was the outside of her heel. My eyes got wide in shock but I recovered holding her legs in the air and kept going. She heaved breaths and bit her lip but now all I could see were her big feet with her toes curled up at my eye level. I could see the long, smooth, soft arches and long toes with a pleasant but present odor. It seemed to me that the more I stared at them the harder I got!
Sarah voiced her appreciation for my newfound vigor as I pounded her even harder, my balls were practically inside her her now but I never took my eyes off her feet. They stayed clenched the whole time until finally I shot my load mostly outside of her. I fell beside her on the bed and looked down to see her feet towering over mine at the end of the bed.
¨That was pretty good!¨ She kissed me and curled up across my chest. Her hand reached down and gently stroked my cock getting it ready for another round. Her feet were now resting on my leg getting me more excited that her stroking me off. In that moment I had a profound thought... Am I a foot guy now?
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