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.
