Venom
01-30-2011, 01:03 PM
Chapter 1.
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It was the last day of the school years. Robert, a boy from the 11th grade, was thinking about all the things he would do during summer while he walked through almost empty school corridors, bringing his last papers to teachers. This was his last day as an 11th grader. Even though he was in 11th grade, he was already 18 and that made him the oldest boy in his class.
After 15 minutes he had given in all the papers except his essay for English. That classroom was on the end of the corridor… He was slowly walking through, thinking “This corridor is the only thing that separates me from holidays”.
He walked to the classroom, but couldn’t walk through the open doors, as he was shocked by the view of his fantasies. Mrs. Rose, the hottest teacher in school was sitting right before him, resting her feet on the desk. She was wearing a short dress; her stunning long legs were graced by black nylons. Robert noticed her high heeled shoes dropped near her desk. He looked up to her shoulders where her black hair ended and saw two cords that led to headphones. Her eyes were closed and she was probably listening to some music. Unconsciously Robert’s look came back to teacher’s feet; he was staring at her perfect toes, which shined trough her French stockings. He got hypnotized by her feet and legs and his cock started to grow.
And then Mrs. Rose opened her eyes and turned her face to Robert, who was standing in the doorway with his mouth wide open.
She looked frightened for a moment, then took her feet of the desk and started to put on her heels. Robert came in the classroom and stretched out the paper before her.
"You don't have to... umm... You could have kept your feet there, I'm here just to give in this paper" Robert said with his voice clearly trembling.
A light smile replaced the confusion on Mrs. Rose’s face; she took his paper, threw it on the desk, then crossed her legs and pulled off the shoe from the heel of her foot so it kept dangling on her toes. That view made Robert's cock grow in his jeans once again.
"Do you like my feet, Robert?” she asked. Robert felt the wave of heat as his face blushed. He couldn’t answer her.
“I think you have a foot-fetish, Robert”. Her sexy voice had hit Robert like an electro-shock. He was still paralyzed and couldn’t understand what had given him up. Maybe she noticed his hard dick or maybe she saw him staring when he had thought she wasn’t looking. Or maybe it was so easy to tell from his voice and the look on his face.
Teacher fixed the shoe and stood up. She took one step and she was standing just before him. The woman of every student’s fantasies was standing so close he could feel the scent of her perfumes, scent of her hair. Just few inches were separating his lips from her lips. She put her hand on Robert’s neck, leaned to his ear and whispered “I know you have, just admit it and let the fun begin”. He stepped back a little, because he couldn’t handle the tension.
“Fun?” he said to himself. “What does she mean?”
He got little scared, but something made him talk.
“Yes, Mrs. Rose, I do have a foot-fetish,” Robert said. He saw big smile appearing on her face. She was 30, but the smile Robert just saw was playful like little girl’s.
“That’s what I wanted to hear,” she said. “Oh and one more thing, from now on, you will call me Mistress, is that clear?”
“Yes,” Robert answered. He looked at his teacher’s face, but the smile was gone from there.
“Yes what?” she almost yelled at him. Robert got lost; he didn’t know what to say. That’s ironic because he was fantasizing about moments like this for a thousand times and for a thousand times he was saying “Yes, Mistress”. But that was not one of his fantasies now. He couldn’t control this, because he was lost in her deep blue eyes.
“Robert? What do you have to say?” she asked again. He put his eyes down to the floor and heard himself saying, “Yes, Mistress”.
“Now that’s a good boy! I knew you could do that, Robert. Now I want you to get on your knees.”
“But the d…” Robert wanted to say that the doors are still open, but she stopped him, putting her finger on his lips.
“Just kneel” she whispered. Robert couldn’t do anything but obey. She walked to him as he got on his knees and pulled his head to her right thigh. Robert placed his left hand on her firm ass and his right one bellow left and start kissing, slowly going to the inner side of the thigh, but then teacher’s hand stopped him.
“Now, now, not so fast, slave,” she told him.“Be a good boy and kiss my shoe, you can start with the tip.”
Robert leaned down and started kissing the tip of her shoe. The scent of her foot mixed with the joy of his fantasy coming true reached and took over his body. He was fantasizing about this, but he never thought it could come true and now, when he was kneeling before her, he felt extremely thankful for her.
“Don’t forget the other shoe, Robert” She said. He reached the other shoe and kissed it for one time. As he wanted to kiss second time, Mrs. Rose took the feet away right from his nose and he almost kissed the floor. Robert lifted his head and saw how his Mistress turned around, walked to her chair and sat there. She showed him to come and he crawled to her on all fours.
“Take my shoes off, doggy” Mrs. Rose said. He was a little surprised she called him doggy, but that only got him more excited. Then she ordered him to massage her foot. Robert was sensually doing that for 10 minutes, also kissing and sniffing her toes. After this, he did the same with her other foot as she wanted. After some massage she pushed his head away with her feet, stood up, turned around and then kneeled on the chair.
“Oh I think you want to kiss my ass, little Robert,” she said, “do you?”
Robert had never fantasized about that, but without any doubt he said “Yes Mistress”. He crawled closer and his cock touched her soles trough the jeans. That was such a moment of sensation; he wanted to come more than ever and in order to do that he needed to please his Mistress. Although he knew he probably won’t get a release with her.
He tried to reach her ass, but even though he was quite taller than her, kneeling on the floor he couldn’t reach it. He started to stand up, but Mrs. Rose, who was watching everything from above told him to stop.
“But I can’t reach it, Mistress” he told.
“Oh, poor baby, do you really want to kiss it?” she asked through her playful smile.
“Yes, Mistress, I do want,” Robert answered. She started to giggle. “Well tell me how much you want that, doggy”. She was teasing him and he actually liked that.
“I want it very much, Mistress. Please let me kiss it,” he begged.
“Aw, I always like some begging. It seems you would do anything for me, boy,” she smiled. The thought shocked Robert, because it was true, he couldn’t say no to her, every wish of hers was his command and that scared him.
“But today you won’t get the privilege to kiss my beautiful ass. Go down and take care of my soles now,” she continued. Robert bowed his head down and started to kiss and sniff her sole, also massaging it with his hands. Then he went to the other and did the same, not missing single spot of her sole and arches. Mrs. Rose didn’t have to tell him anything, he knew exactly what to do. He was so careful and caring, as if he was a jeweller and her feet were the rarest diamonds he ever held in his hands.
For this whole act both of them were lost in time, until now, when Mrs. Rose looked trough the window and noticed it was getting dark.
“Oh wow, it’s late. I need to get home” she said as she stood up and kicked on her shoes. She lifted his chin as a gesture for him to stand up too. As soon as Robert did that she sank her lips to his. That was long, sensitive kiss that seriously messed up his mind. Then she took a piece of paper from her desk and gave it to him.
“Write down your number here, I would like to continue this. I will call you in a couple of days.” She hadn’t asked if he also wanted that, because it was obvious he did. He took the paper from her, but it took a while for him to understand what just happened. She just turned around and ran to her desk so fast after that kiss. After a couple of minutes Robert took a pen she was holding and wrote down his phone number.
Mrs. Rose put the paper in her bag and they both walked out of the classroom. They also left school together and said “goodbye” to each other. Then Mrs. Rose got into her car and drove away and Robert walked to his apartment, which was near school. For the whole evening he went through the things that had taken place that day and creating scenarios of what will happen next in his mind. He couldn’t fall asleep easily that night, remembering events of the day he masturbated several times, and the last time he looked at the clock it was 4am.
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This is the first story I decided to post so I would appreciate any feedback; critique, suggestions. Thanks !!
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It was the last day of the school years. Robert, a boy from the 11th grade, was thinking about all the things he would do during summer while he walked through almost empty school corridors, bringing his last papers to teachers. This was his last day as an 11th grader. Even though he was in 11th grade, he was already 18 and that made him the oldest boy in his class.
After 15 minutes he had given in all the papers except his essay for English. That classroom was on the end of the corridor… He was slowly walking through, thinking “This corridor is the only thing that separates me from holidays”.
He walked to the classroom, but couldn’t walk through the open doors, as he was shocked by the view of his fantasies. Mrs. Rose, the hottest teacher in school was sitting right before him, resting her feet on the desk. She was wearing a short dress; her stunning long legs were graced by black nylons. Robert noticed her high heeled shoes dropped near her desk. He looked up to her shoulders where her black hair ended and saw two cords that led to headphones. Her eyes were closed and she was probably listening to some music. Unconsciously Robert’s look came back to teacher’s feet; he was staring at her perfect toes, which shined trough her French stockings. He got hypnotized by her feet and legs and his cock started to grow.
And then Mrs. Rose opened her eyes and turned her face to Robert, who was standing in the doorway with his mouth wide open.
She looked frightened for a moment, then took her feet of the desk and started to put on her heels. Robert came in the classroom and stretched out the paper before her.
"You don't have to... umm... You could have kept your feet there, I'm here just to give in this paper" Robert said with his voice clearly trembling.
A light smile replaced the confusion on Mrs. Rose’s face; she took his paper, threw it on the desk, then crossed her legs and pulled off the shoe from the heel of her foot so it kept dangling on her toes. That view made Robert's cock grow in his jeans once again.
"Do you like my feet, Robert?” she asked. Robert felt the wave of heat as his face blushed. He couldn’t answer her.
“I think you have a foot-fetish, Robert”. Her sexy voice had hit Robert like an electro-shock. He was still paralyzed and couldn’t understand what had given him up. Maybe she noticed his hard dick or maybe she saw him staring when he had thought she wasn’t looking. Or maybe it was so easy to tell from his voice and the look on his face.
Teacher fixed the shoe and stood up. She took one step and she was standing just before him. The woman of every student’s fantasies was standing so close he could feel the scent of her perfumes, scent of her hair. Just few inches were separating his lips from her lips. She put her hand on Robert’s neck, leaned to his ear and whispered “I know you have, just admit it and let the fun begin”. He stepped back a little, because he couldn’t handle the tension.
“Fun?” he said to himself. “What does she mean?”
He got little scared, but something made him talk.
“Yes, Mrs. Rose, I do have a foot-fetish,” Robert said. He saw big smile appearing on her face. She was 30, but the smile Robert just saw was playful like little girl’s.
“That’s what I wanted to hear,” she said. “Oh and one more thing, from now on, you will call me Mistress, is that clear?”
“Yes,” Robert answered. He looked at his teacher’s face, but the smile was gone from there.
“Yes what?” she almost yelled at him. Robert got lost; he didn’t know what to say. That’s ironic because he was fantasizing about moments like this for a thousand times and for a thousand times he was saying “Yes, Mistress”. But that was not one of his fantasies now. He couldn’t control this, because he was lost in her deep blue eyes.
“Robert? What do you have to say?” she asked again. He put his eyes down to the floor and heard himself saying, “Yes, Mistress”.
“Now that’s a good boy! I knew you could do that, Robert. Now I want you to get on your knees.”
“But the d…” Robert wanted to say that the doors are still open, but she stopped him, putting her finger on his lips.
“Just kneel” she whispered. Robert couldn’t do anything but obey. She walked to him as he got on his knees and pulled his head to her right thigh. Robert placed his left hand on her firm ass and his right one bellow left and start kissing, slowly going to the inner side of the thigh, but then teacher’s hand stopped him.
“Now, now, not so fast, slave,” she told him.“Be a good boy and kiss my shoe, you can start with the tip.”
Robert leaned down and started kissing the tip of her shoe. The scent of her foot mixed with the joy of his fantasy coming true reached and took over his body. He was fantasizing about this, but he never thought it could come true and now, when he was kneeling before her, he felt extremely thankful for her.
“Don’t forget the other shoe, Robert” She said. He reached the other shoe and kissed it for one time. As he wanted to kiss second time, Mrs. Rose took the feet away right from his nose and he almost kissed the floor. Robert lifted his head and saw how his Mistress turned around, walked to her chair and sat there. She showed him to come and he crawled to her on all fours.
“Take my shoes off, doggy” Mrs. Rose said. He was a little surprised she called him doggy, but that only got him more excited. Then she ordered him to massage her foot. Robert was sensually doing that for 10 minutes, also kissing and sniffing her toes. After this, he did the same with her other foot as she wanted. After some massage she pushed his head away with her feet, stood up, turned around and then kneeled on the chair.
“Oh I think you want to kiss my ass, little Robert,” she said, “do you?”
Robert had never fantasized about that, but without any doubt he said “Yes Mistress”. He crawled closer and his cock touched her soles trough the jeans. That was such a moment of sensation; he wanted to come more than ever and in order to do that he needed to please his Mistress. Although he knew he probably won’t get a release with her.
He tried to reach her ass, but even though he was quite taller than her, kneeling on the floor he couldn’t reach it. He started to stand up, but Mrs. Rose, who was watching everything from above told him to stop.
“But I can’t reach it, Mistress” he told.
“Oh, poor baby, do you really want to kiss it?” she asked through her playful smile.
“Yes, Mistress, I do want,” Robert answered. She started to giggle. “Well tell me how much you want that, doggy”. She was teasing him and he actually liked that.
“I want it very much, Mistress. Please let me kiss it,” he begged.
“Aw, I always like some begging. It seems you would do anything for me, boy,” she smiled. The thought shocked Robert, because it was true, he couldn’t say no to her, every wish of hers was his command and that scared him.
“But today you won’t get the privilege to kiss my beautiful ass. Go down and take care of my soles now,” she continued. Robert bowed his head down and started to kiss and sniff her sole, also massaging it with his hands. Then he went to the other and did the same, not missing single spot of her sole and arches. Mrs. Rose didn’t have to tell him anything, he knew exactly what to do. He was so careful and caring, as if he was a jeweller and her feet were the rarest diamonds he ever held in his hands.
For this whole act both of them were lost in time, until now, when Mrs. Rose looked trough the window and noticed it was getting dark.
“Oh wow, it’s late. I need to get home” she said as she stood up and kicked on her shoes. She lifted his chin as a gesture for him to stand up too. As soon as Robert did that she sank her lips to his. That was long, sensitive kiss that seriously messed up his mind. Then she took a piece of paper from her desk and gave it to him.
“Write down your number here, I would like to continue this. I will call you in a couple of days.” She hadn’t asked if he also wanted that, because it was obvious he did. He took the paper from her, but it took a while for him to understand what just happened. She just turned around and ran to her desk so fast after that kiss. After a couple of minutes Robert took a pen she was holding and wrote down his phone number.
Mrs. Rose put the paper in her bag and they both walked out of the classroom. They also left school together and said “goodbye” to each other. Then Mrs. Rose got into her car and drove away and Robert walked to his apartment, which was near school. For the whole evening he went through the things that had taken place that day and creating scenarios of what will happen next in his mind. He couldn’t fall asleep easily that night, remembering events of the day he masturbated several times, and the last time he looked at the clock it was 4am.
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This is the first story I decided to post so I would appreciate any feedback; critique, suggestions. Thanks !!