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After
School We Were Alone
by Jerry
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After school we were alone.
I was in the dining room with him. He read the paper and put it
away. I was quietly sitting thinking about nothing in particular.
He turned sitting in the chair towards me and stared at me for a
second. “Come here” he said sitting more straight up
looking bigger. I looked at him and he waited. I understood and
I got up and went over to him and I moved down towards the floor.
I quickly got on my back and put my legs under and around his chair
putting them around his right leg. I laid back and lifted my head
up quickly to see him lift his leg and watched him put his light
gray dress socked foot down on top of my crotch pressing my erecting
penis down under the pressure of his foot. I moaned lightly as my
hands reached out to hold his soft sock as he pressed a little firmly
on me and started to rub his foot up and down my crotch.
My head went back and my back arched slightly as I quickly squirmed
under his foot and moved his foot with my hands into a more comfortable
position. He stopped his foot to let me get a better position and
asked “Better?” I looked way up to him and nodded and
replied “Yes”. He looked at me and than I felt his foot
begin again in this position. I moaned and lifted my head to look
at his socked foot rubbing on me. I felt immediate ecstasy from
him and I held his foot feeling his soft sock moving under my hands.
I continued to watch as I enjoyed him masturbating me on the floor.
I let my hands move a little to feel the texture and patterns on
his sock and up his sock length.
He was consistent with his strokes on me, not deviating too much
as was his nature when he did this to me. I concentrated on watching
his foot as his stroking made me lightly moan a little more continually.
I laid my head back down on the floor as I just enjoyed the pleasures
I was receiving from him and I noticed his stroking was getting
more intense on me as he listened to my moaning which made me moan
more. He really worked on me. “Is it getting there?”
he asked me as he stroked not only quicker but harder putting his
weight into it.
My eyes looked up quickly to him and nodded with my head still on
the floor and replied in the momentum, “Almost” feeling
shy about it. I let my eyes watch his moving leg and could see the
top of his foot as I held on as he continued even more purposeful.
“Come on,” he said encouraging it and I moaned consistently
as I could fell it coming. I felt the overwhelming pleasure and
also tried to concentrate the best I could and as he heard my moans
of orgasm he got more into it. “There! Come on! Come on! Is
it coming?” he said excitedly. “Yes” I moaned
feeling him bringing the orgasm out of me now and I moaned as I
felt him getting it out and it was great.
I held his pumping foot as I felt it coming out from under his foot’s
rubbing still so fast. I breathed out in almost exhaustion as I
came and he said “Did it come?” and I nodded looking
shyly up feeling beads of sweat on my forehead. He nodded back,
“Good.” He slowed his foot to a stop which shocked my
senses a little and was about to remove it and I held his foot and
looked up and said “Just a little more.” He looked at
me and began to rub his foot again and I slowed his foot down and
said “Like this” and I showed him to move his foot slowly
and he did. “It feels good to slow it down first.” “Okay,”
he said and he listened to me and slowly rubbed his foot for me.
I moaned softly as the orgasm rode out of me completely and I lifted
my head to feel over his sock and than I slowed his foot to a stop
feeling just his pressure. “Good?” he asked and I nodded
replying “Yes” and he lifted his foot away from my crotch
and put it back between my open legs. I wearily got up from the
floor and stood in front of him and as I turned to go to the bathroom
he spanked my ass. After I cleaned up I came back to the living
room. He still sat in the chair. “Better now? he asked. “Yes,
very much” I answered still feeling everything and he smiled
and laughed seeming happy to have helped me.
Everyone was home and he looked like he was bothered by something.
I could tell. No one else could. He walked around looking like something
needed to be done and he went to the basement door and before he
went down he told me he needed help with something. He waited for
me at the door and I went to him and he waited for me to go down
first and he followed and closed the door. We both went down the
stairs and the basement was empty of anyone.
I stood beside him as he looked around and he told me to “Come
over here” and he motioned me with his head. I went with him
to the carpeted part of the basement and when we got there he said
“Lay down”. I looked quickly and obeyed him and got
on the carpet and layed on my back. The light from the light bulb
was bright and as I was on my back I watched him walk over to my
right side where he stood and then he lifted his right leg and he
put his right black dress socked foot on my crotch. I breathed out
feeling his weight as he was standing balancing himself with his
foot on me. I grabbed hold of his foot with my hands and he moved
his foot on my crotch.
I lifted my head up to look at his foot and he helped me find the
comfort position for me. We found it quickly and I laid my head
back on the carpet and he began rubbing his socked foot up and down
my crotch. I tried to keep quiet and my moans were restrained as
best I could. We were both pretty quiet. I could hear the sound
of his moving foot on me. I let my hands feel over his sock as I
lay back looking between the ceiling and his legs. Occasionally
I would look up to him either seeing him watching his foot work
on me or him staring back in enjoyment and purpose at me. He kept
his socked foot working on me, not giving me any chance. He could
tell where I was and when he saw it coming he knew how to get me
to come.
I breathed harder and looked desperate as he brought out my orgasm
unrelenting with his socked foot. I came from under his socked foot
and he rode it out of me, keeping his foot on me stroking slowly
until it was done. He had his foot stopped on me as he stood there
and asked “Okay? first before removing his foot from my crotch.
He helped me up as I was weary and he smiled and we went towards
the stairs and he spanked my ass as we left.
It was night and he came to my room to visit. I sat in my chair
watching TV. He came in saying “Hi!” and he closed the
door. He came to me beside my chair and made some small talk about
visiting his favorite. I felt a little uncomfortable even though
I knew everyone was asleep or out. He sat on the arm rest of my
chair and watched the TV with me for a moment. He asked how I was
feeling and I nodded and quietly said “Good.” Some more
small talk was made and he lifted his right leg and stretched out
his light blue dress socked foot in front of me.
He wiggled it and he looked at me and motioned his head towards
his socked foot. I looked at his foot feeling the excitement but
I thought it was too dangerous and I tried to refuse. I looked at
him and he motioned with his head again and quietly said “Let’s
go” and he stood up from my chair and in front of my chair
he pointed to the floor. I felt excited and shocked and I hesitated
and he looked frustrated at me and said “You don’t want
me to do this to you anymore?” I shook my head still full
of concern and he said “Do it”. I obeyed and got into
the small space in front of my chair and laid down on my back. It
was awkward because my VCR stand was in the way. As soon as I was
on the floor he moved my chair back a little and came over to my
right side and lifted his right leg and put his socked foot in my
crotch.
I took hold of his foot immediately and he moved his foot with me
to find the position and he began rubbing his foot up and down my
crotch. I was extremely quiet but my eyes were wide with pleasure
and fear. He looked at me unconcerned and watched me as his foot
threw pleasure through me over and over. Soft hidden moans escaped
me as I lifted my head to watch and feel over his sock as I tried
to let the pleasure take me. I concentrated hoping to get to the
orgasm quickly but it was taking more time because of my concern.
“Not working?” he asked. I shook my head, I wanted it
and I watched his foot concentrating on his socked toes as they
moved like a piston under my hands. My erection grew seeing his
toes just continue and continue and he could tell it was working.
I moaned and breathed in as I was beginning to come and he moved
his foot faster and I couldn’t hold back and he brought out
an amazing orgasm from me. My head went back as he rode it out of
me in waves of pleasure. He kept his foot on me until I was done.
I looked up to him and nodded and he took his foot off of me. I
got up and sat back in the chair. He turned to leave the room and
said “Well, good night”
I nodded again responding “’night” and he opened
the door and left closing it again.
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