Sugar
& Spiked
by Conked_Out_Casper@yahoo.com
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I
began that evening hoping to bed my first black girl. I'm not
completely sure how I ended up sucking the toes of a white man
though. Anyway, the girl's name
was Maleeka Hill.
Ahh Maleeka. What seemed like my first chance at having an "exotic" girlfriend
before the pains of life drove me to sheer insanity (or failing that, pure schizophrenia)
became an event where I gave into a totally different repressed desire. The desire
to feast upon male feet!
It really began when me and the girl I called my Nubian princess went out together
for the first time. She said it wasn't a date. We went out again the next week.
Still not a date. She came to my place, and it still wasn't a date! I went to
her place late at night. But it also wasn't a date! I went to her birthday party,
got drugged unconscious by her, and ended up sucking the toes of another guy
at the party ... and Maleeka still didn’t consider that a date! Then the
next day she dumped me! Honestly, can girls legally dump you without ever accepting
the fact that they've been dating you? Apparently not!
But back to me sucking the toes of a guy at her party ...
Well I think I have to start this story off at the part where I was drugged.
I was just a twenty-year-old white male, going out with a nineteen-year-old black
female. I didn't know why people made such a big deal about it in Tucson. Each
time we went out in Raleigh North Carolina of all places people didn’t
even stop to look as if we were oddities that much. And those that did only paused
to look at us because we were quite a stunning couple.
Maleeka and I really were good looking-people! I'm a handsome, well-built guy
with wavy blond hair, dimples and sea green eyes. Maleeka had cornrow braids,
skin like polished mahogany, a luscious butt, a tight slim-waisted body ... and
she always wore heels so high they looked painful.
Anyway, I went to her party and the first thing I realized is that there was
nothing but white guys there. I knew Maleeka liked us Caucasian horndogs, but
not so much as to throw parties excluding everyone else, you know?
And you know what's so bad about allowing myself to get drugged at the party?
I witnessed another guy getting drugged earlier! His name was Jason Rozwadowski
and he was a big blond half-German-American/half-Polish ex–high school
football star who was so handsome it hurt your eyes to look at him. I saw him
chatting it up with a girl named Shawnda Hill--a sexy sistah with skin the color
of a caramel cappuccino.
While Jason was busy trying to impress her with how many touchdowns he'd scored
in high school, Shawnda slipped some of the substance into the blond giant's
drink that basically rendered him unconscious in minutes! Then Shawnda, a girl
named Tammy and another black girl I didn't know dragged the big blond boy's
limp body off to one of the bedrooms. I saw this and didn't say anything because
I was so nervous about possibly going all the way with Maleeka that night. That's
how horny I was ... common sense was powerless over my sex drive!
I would later think that Maleeka threw parties specifically so she and her friends
could drug us poor schmucks and have their way with us. But I later found out
that her drugging me was a spur of the moment decision. She told me she had carefully
noted how the drug was dispensed by Shawnda ... so that she could administer
it correctly when the time came to use it on me!
She poured the substance into a cup of Kool-Aid without me seeing her. Then she
offered it to me.
" Thanks," I said, my nervousness dissipating. I took the Styrofoam
cup she offered, smelling the contents before tasting it. I didn't know if the
Kool-Aid was spiked with booze or not ... silly me! Anyway Maleeka smiled, watching
as I drank from the cup. It took three sips before I noticed a change in my own
posture. I began to grow disoriented and sleepy.
" You all right?" she asked innocently.
" I feel a little faint," I replied, my head starting to swim. "Like
I'm going to pass out or something."
" Maybe you should lie down. Here, let me help you," Maleeka said moving
over
to assist me.
She sat beside me on the sofa and appeared to be waiting. She carefully watched
me as I slowly slipped into a state of complete unconsciousness.
When I woke up I couldn't move properly. I was tied up! I was tied up and I was
naked!
I was shocked wide-awake when I realized this. My thighs had been strapped to
my calves, but my legs had not been strapped together, so my legs were held in
a kneeling position. I couldn't move my fingers since my hands had been cinched
together with strong rope and my arms were tied behind my back and had been strapped
to my body. I was lying on my side on a karate mat on the floor of what looked
like a very luxurious bedroom. On a futon on the floor across the room, a naked
Jason Rozwadowski lay tied up in the same way, but he was still unconscious.
I was forcing myself to sit up, wondering what my captors would do to me …and
what already had done to me while I was out cold.
And I was thinking about crying out for help when I remembered the big blond
ex-high school football star sprawled unconscious on the futon across the room
from me. Jason Rozwadowski sure was a nice looking guy. But the fact that he
was tall, blond, muscular and handsome didn't matter to me; all I paid attention
to were his two size fifteen bare feet hanging a few inches above the floor!
For a big guy, his huge feet and toes looked so helpless and vulnerable lying
there!
Without untying myself, I carefully crept over to him--much like the days of
my youth when I used to creep into my older brother's room to spy and sniff his
bare or socked feet while he slept. Yes I've always been into feet, and by this
time I'd just come to grips with the fact that all I really cared for was male
feet.
And now I was going to indulge in my fetish again after what? Six repressive
years?
I knelt beneath Jason and took each of his ten perfectly-shaped piggies, one
at a time, into my mouth. They reminded me of my brother's sleeping toes, so
beautiful and well-kept and slightly salty with sweat. I sucked hungrily and
worked my tongue between each toe. The handsome blond giant woke to find me at
his feet, licking his size-fifteen soles and sucking his toes enthusiastically,
my eyes closed blissfully. Jason Rozwadowski actually pretended to pass out again
until I was done! I sucked his toes until they were all warm and wet and beginning
to prune. As I finished sucking the tenth toe, I looked up. Blushing, the brawny
blond boy turned away.
" Hey, you know it felt good!" I said
Jason turned back to me smiling shyly, then he began to concoct a plan to aid
us in untying ourselves!
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