A Party Surprise
by Spauldinghm

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In my first year of college, I was painfully shy and had no close friends, but my roommate was a pretty cool guy and we’d hang out once in a while.

One weekend, he invited me come with him to a party off campus. Even though I wouldn’t know anyone, I decided to tag along. We arrived at the party and got separated almost immediately in a throng of drunken strangers. I felt really awkward and alone so I drank fast hoping the booze would relax me in this sea of strangers. After a couple drinks, I was feeling a good buzz and I had to pee, so I started searching for the bathroom. I opened a door that I thought might be the bathroom but instead found a bedroom. I tall good looking guy – short dark hair, muscular build, shocking blue eyes – was relaxing on the bed.

“Oh sorry. I was looking for the bathroom,” I muttered.

He just stayed as he was, reclining on the bed, drink in hand, smirking, “No need to apologize. Come on in and relax.”

I needed a break from the party and was happy someone was friendly to me so I walked in and closed the door. I looked around but saw no chair.

“There’s no chair. Umm…mind if I sit with you.”

“I don’t mind at all,” he replied. I moved to sit next to him on the bed but before I could, he grabbed a pillow and tossed it on the floor. “Have a seat.”

“On the floor???,” I asked, shocked.

He smirked without making eye contact, “What are you? A chick? Just sit on the damn floor!”

Aggravated at him and feeling the need to prove I was just as cool as him, I dropped down to my knees on the pillow. Before I had a chance to adjust and sit on my ass, he chuckled, “You look very natural like that….on your knees.”

“I’m leaving!” I was pissed and attempted to stand but between the drinks and the disoriented feeling from the weird situation I now found myself in, I stumbled and fell forward. To my added humiliation, he caught my head between his knees.

“Calm down and relax. Now sit down!” I obeyed and sat on the pillow. “Take those shoes off!” he demanded. I kicked off my Nikes and he just laughed. “Not yours. Mine! These size 14s are getting too hot. Pull them off like a good boy.”

I just stared at his gigantic feet. Man, they were huge and really sexy. I started to wonder what they’d look like out of shoes. Hands shaking, I untied the laces on the right shoe and slide it off. The smell of damp sweaty feet hit me like a slap. I grabbed the other foot and removed that shoe too. I now noticed that his black dress socks were moist and clinging to his feet.

“Now the socks!” he commanded. I slowly slid one off and then the other, feeling the heat as my hands moved over those long, thick, smooth feet. I’d never seen such big feet and I was staring with my mouth open when he rubbed his damp soles against my face. The smell was overpowering and seemed to send an electric charge straight to my dick and I let out a deep groan.

Without thinking, I ran my face against his soles, inhaling the rich manly scent of his amazing feet. I began rubbing his ankles and pulling his feet into my face. I didn’t know what was happening to me but I just couldn’t stop. I swear, I never had a foot fetish before this happened. I started kissing his soles, up and down, loving his big feet.

Then I heard a zipper and glanced up to see him pulling out his cock. I let go of his feet, ready to show his big hard dick the respect it deserved but instead he placed both feet back in my face and said, “Suck my toes, baby. Show me what a dirty little slut you are for my big smelly feet.”

It was like I’d been waiting my whole life for the invitation as I wrapped my lips around the big toe of his right foot and sucked it like a cock, savoring his rich taste. I moved to the left and sucked that big toe as I watched him slowly stroke his cock to full mast.

“Lick all those toes, punk. Get your tongue between each one. Clean them good! Show me how much you worship my big, smelly feet!”

And I worked with conviction. Running my tongue between his toes, sucking each toe with my lips, slurping on his big toes and running my tongue up and down the soles.

“You’re doing a good job down there. Now it’s time to get my cock nice and wet.”

I leapt at the opportunity to suck it but before I could, he ordered me to slide his pants off so they wouldn’t get sloppy. Obeying his command, I slid them down his long muscular legs and tossed them aside. My dick was straining in my jeans so I decided to get comfortable too and started unzipping.

“You’re fine the way you are. Just suck my cock.”

Obediently, I get up between his legs and took his veiny cock down my throat. Sucking like a whore, I bobbed up and down between his legs. My lips were gliding up and down his cock, pausing to lick around the head then down deep again.

As I sucked that meat, he reached his foot between my legs and pressed it to my aching crotch. I was sucking and moaning like a greedy whore as he ground his hot toes into my balls. My whole being was focused on making this dude cum. I wanted his hot load down my throat so bad I can taste it already.

Suddenly, he pulled his meat out and, without a word, pushed me over the side of the bed. Kneeling on the floor, my ass out. He got behind me, and roughly yanked my pants down as far as my knees and spread my ass cheeks apart. I moaned as he rubbed his huge cock between my legs and teased my swollen balls.

I heard him spit several times and felt it hitting my ass, sliding down my exposed crack. He whispered in my ear, “Just getting it wet, baby.” Then he pulled back and pressed his cock to my spit slicked asshole.

“Oh God no, NOT THAT!” I hoarsely screamed. He grabbed his damp dress sock off the floor and stuffed it in my mouth.

As I knelt there against his bed, he pushed forward and it one swoop jammed his entire cock up my ass. I screamed into his sock. The pain was incredible but tasting his sweaty sock eased my mind and I immediately switched from pain to bliss.

Holding onto my hips, he fucked me in long, deep strokes and I felt like body was melting with this incredible new sensation. Sensing I was now relaxed, he knew it was safe to pull the sock from my mouth.

I moaned, “Oh God, fuck my ass. Use it. I love your big cock in my ass!”

I feel a hard slap on my ass and he whispered, “Quiet. I give the orders! Now, beg for my cum!”

“Please. Please shoot your hot load inside me. I NEED YOUR CUM. PLEASE FILL ME WITH YOUR HOT LOAD!”

But instead of firing it inside me, he pulled out and sprayed it all over my ass. I could feel the wet heat as shot after shot coated my ass in cum.

I collapsed against the bed as he began to stand up. My limp body was like a rag doll as he yanked my jeans back up over my cum covered ass. My boxers absorbed the load and stuck tightly to me.

Patting my tender ass to make the material stick even more, he said, “You can go back to the party. I’m done for now.”