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I went to a really poor middle school out in the middle of nowhere. All the teachers were horrible at teaching but I only remember one teacher that was so hot she was to die for back when I was in 8th grade. She was only in her mid 20’s about 25-26. Her name will be Mrs.A or Amy. She was a little short for her age and even I was taller than her and I was 5” 6. She wore platform shoes on her sexy legs with a ankle bracelet. She looked like she weighed about 100-110 pounds. I always had fantasies about being her slave and having her watch tv while sitting on my face. Though these never happened, a unknowing one did!
It was a week before winter break when I was in 8th grade. Amy was my social studies teacher. She would often just pass out papers and sit on a regular desk in the front of the room and putting her feet on a chair while grading papers. The desk would always slightly bend down when she sat on it and she had the nicest ass so it was the best view. She placed me in the front of the class, right next to the desk she always sat in. Every day she would grade papers while I pretended to read where in fact I was staring at her very well shaped body. Her shoes were very dirty and showed her footprints. Every day the chair would have a ton of dirt on it that came off her shoe every time she got on and off the chair. An idea was born that day.
After class (10th period) was the end of the day. Amy and I were really good friends and I was probably her favorite student because I always sucked up to her and gave her presents and had straight A’s in her class since I could remember. One day after school I asked her if I could stay and work in her classroom because it was quiet. She told me she needed to lockup and I told her I’d do it for her. She trusted me and gave me the key and told me to give it to her tomorrow. She left along with the rest of the school and the only people left were me and a few janitors. I was so excited that I could do anything I want so the first thing that came to my mind was to find that chair in the center of the room. I first smelled the desk and I could smell the perfume that she always wears. Then I looked at the extremely dirty chair full of dirt from her beautiful feet and started to wail crazy and started licking each row of it. I don’t know why I did this but I was only in 8th grade and didn’t know any better. I then looked around once the chair was like new and found a pair of volleyball shoes under her desk. She is the volleyball coach I may have forgotten to mention that. She directs 7th and 8th grade volleyball and she is a great player though she is a little short and cant spike well J. So I take out her shoes and start to sniff them. They smelled like sweat and salt and nothing else. I got hard and started to lick the bottom of the shoe and started to lick the insides. The only thing I could taste was the young sweaty feet of my teacher. The shoes were still moist from today’s practice and it tasted like pure salt and smelled like her beautiful feet aroma. I worshipped each shoe for over 1 hour until they didn’t have a drop of sweat in them and not a single bit of scent left to smell.
At about 6:00 PM I left the school and my mom picked me up. We went straight to a restaurant so I didn’t have time to wash up. As I ate I had the sweet scent of her feet in my mouth as I ate mashed potatoes I thought about her feet. Everything tasted like sweat and feet from that meal I had. It was the best meal of my life!
The next day I woke up and rushed to school. The day went by really fast and at 10th period Amy asked for the key and I gave it to her. She told me she noticed her foot chair was clean and asked me who cleaned it. I said “I did” and she laughed and asked how. I said I just dusted it off because I didn’t want her to stand in anything dirty. She said that was the sweetest thing and we had reading time. She sat on the desk and put her feet on the newly cleaned chair. Everyone got comfortable and my comfortable place was always right below her desk. I always had the perfect vision of her feet and I could smell it every day. Today I got some courage up and put my hand casually on the chair as if I was resting it there. Then I began to move it closer and closer to her platform shoes until I touched them. With one hand holding a book and the other touching her shoes. She wiggled her feet and just barely stepped on the tip of my middle finger. It didn’t hurt at all and I just sat there. There was only 30 minutes left of reading time so I got anxious and I pretended to bump my head on the desk. Nobody heard but Amy stepped off and looked down at me and asked if I was alright. I said I was fine and she said she hoped I didn’t mind the smell of her stinky feet because she just came back from volleyball. I said I didn’t care and she began to climb back up on the desk. As she was about to place her foot on the chair, I place my hand right where she was about to step and instead of stepping on the chair she stepped full weight on my hand and then twisted it and got on the desk. I put down my book and placed my other hand on the chair just before she put her foot down on it. Now I had both of her beautiful shoes and her feet on both of my hands. She didn’t put any weight on it but it felt great just having them resting on my hand. The best part was this was going to last for 30 minutes without anyone knowing because I was sheltered by her desk. She sat there above me with her feet on my hands for almost 20 minutes
Then she shifted one foot so it just stepped on half my hand and the other foot on my arm. It was a dream come true and I saw the footprints on my hand that she was previously on now she is resting it on my upper arm! She remained like that for another 10 minutes then the bell rang. She stood up on my hand and arm and started to stretch. Full weight she stood there for 10 seconds then jumped on the ground. I pulled my arms back and saw the two great imprints. The class left and I was too scared to leave so I grabbed my stuff and hid it under a desk then snuck back under her desk. I stayed there until everyone was on the bus and she was just about to leave when I got out.
In shock she asked me why I was still there and I told her that I fell asleep. She said she really needed some help grading papers and that she would give me a ride home and buy me dinner if I kept her company at school until 7:00. It was only 2:00 then and I really didn’t mind spending 5 hours with a extremely hot chick. I agreed and said I wouldn’t mind. “Great!” she said and then she got back and sat in her main desk that was as ordinary as most with two drawers on each side and one in the middle. She started talking about volleyball and how her feet were extremely tired from running and standing up all day. I laughed and said that my mom was a professional foot massager (lie) and that I always watched her on how to do it. I told her some lies like “yeah you need to press on the middle then on the left real quick and it will feel great, then you do this and this and this” trying to get her confused. I succeeded and she said “Ahh, that sounds really confusing, why don’t you do it for me! Ill buy you something extra special today” I looked in surprise and I got stiff. I said ok and only if she bought me Wendy’s and she laughed and agreed. So she sat in her chair and I got under her desk and she said “You don’t have to go in there, it stinks from my shoes and my feet being in there” I told her I didn’t mind and she laughed and agreed on it. I got under and she placed her feet on what she thought was the ground but was in reality my lap. I got stiff and didn’t know what to do. So I said “let me take off your shoes for you” and she laughed. I picked up one of her feet and slipped off her shoe and placed it back on my lap then did the same for the other. I then picked on up and put it on my shoulder. She asked what I was doing and I told her I thought it would make her more comfortable. She said it did and she put the other one up by herself. I reached over my head and found her foot and placed it in my palm for almost a minute. At this time I was daring for anything and she asked what I was doing. I said her feet were cold so I thought I would warm them up. She laughed uncontrollably and said I was sweet. She continued typing on the computer and grading papers when I kept messaging her feet. I got tired of sitting because it was almost 5 and its been 3 hours so I lied down with my head rested on one side of the desk and my legs under the cabinets. She said her left foot felt great and to put her shoe back on. I did and she said to do her right foot. As I started messaging, she crossed her legs over and her left foot came resting down on my face. She probably once again thought it was the floor and kept it there. Now I had her full leg weight on my face and her other foot in my hands without her knowing!
She started tapping her feet on my nose and eye sockets and started humming. I didn’t talk and kept messaging. She kept drumming her foot which was now heel on my mouth and sole on my nose and forehead. I stuck out my tongue and she didn’t notice because she was tapping. I started to lick the area that was by my mouth while messaging. She didn’t notice and kept tapping until she looked down to see how I was. I stopped licking and she saw her feet on my face. She laughed and said “wow, why didn’t you say anything???” and I shrugged and said I didn’t mind. She said ‘Well ok, it felt sort of nice, if you don’t mind, Neither do I!!” She placed it back on my face and started applying pressure. She said her right foot was ok now too and I put her shoe back on. She asked if I wanted to stay down there for another 2 hours until she was done and I said it was cozy I didn’t mind. She giggled again and said ok. Then she crossed her left leg over her right this time and placed her right leg which had all the weight straight on my crotch and she knew it was on me but not on my crotch! Then I sat up a little and she started swinging her left leg around which was now dangling in mid air with the support of her right leg. Her leg swung around until the sole found its way to my nose. It stopped and she looked down and saw me licking it. She said “I know you have a foot fetish, if you promise not to tell the principle, ill make your dreams come true” I agreed in excitement and then she took off her left shoe and placed her toe hooking in my mouth. Her toe was the only support she had or else her foot would fall and it was hooked onto my right lip. It hurt like crazy because she was almost pulling down but I resisted. Then she told me to sit towards her again and she placed one foot on my chest and one on my face and started pushing to straighten her legs for support. She pushed my face so far back it hit the end of the desk and she continued to push. Then she put her shoes on and told me to lie down. I did and she put one foot on my face and the other resting on my neck. I got air in but not much. This lasted for 2 hours until the last 30 minutes. She told me to come out and let her see what she did. She didn’t see any marks and I didn’t feel any pain and she got a little angry. She told me to sit down on the floor under the table she usually sits on. I did and then she removed the table but kept the chair there. She told me to sit on my legs to levitate my head some more. I did so and then she walked over and sat on my head and placed her feet on the chair. My neck was in serious pain with all 110 pounds of her sitting on my head while im still sitting straight up! My neck starts to wobble and then bends to one side and I tip over taking her body on my face. I fell on the carpet floor and she gets up and laughs and said it was fun. We did that another 3 times until I had a bump on my head from falling so much. Then she said she had an idea and told me to stand up by her desk. She climbed up on her desk and sat on my shoulders and told me to take her around the room . I did and she laughed for almost 10 minutes. I got really tired and she noticed and told me to sit down on cross legged. I did and she was still on my shoulders. Now she stood up on my thighs and acted like she wiped her shoes on my legs then told me to lay out my hand. I did and she stood on it with one foot then her other foot stood on her other foot. Both feet were on one of my hands and the pain actually wasn’t that great because she was wearing soft platform shoes. She told me we were going to play a game where she couldn’t touch the floor until we went to the door and if she did we would have to start over. I agreed on the game and started. I lied down and told her to walk up on me to my head. Then she did and stood on my nose which I heard a little crack and I knew it was injured but not broken. When she was on my face I let out a “Ok now stand on my han---“ before she shoved her whole heel in my mouth and stood there for 10 seconds then went onto my hand. I repositioned myself closer to the door and she walked down me again this time stomping on my stiff. When we were almost 2 feet from the door she jumped off purposely and said “whoops, guess we need to start over” I laughed and I was so excited. We did this 3x more until it was almost 7:30 when she finally reached the door. I must have sucked her heels almost 4 times when we did this. Every time unprepared she would just stick her heel in my mouth as I was talking. Or she would stand on my neck and say “ What? What? Cant year you! Having trouble breathing?” and I smiled. When we finally reached the door she packed her bags and I packed mine and we left the room. It was snowy outside and when we got to her car she said “Lie down” and I said it was dirty and she growled so I did. I lied down by the drivers side of the car in the cold snow. She then stepped on my stomach and wiped her shoes off. She wiped and twisted until my stomach turned red and then jumped into the car and said “come on!”. I got in the passenger side and looked on my shirt to see the great shoeprint she left. She asked if I had a good time and I said yes and she said she had a good time too. We ate some Wendy’s and every time we got in the car she made me lie down as a floor mat until her shoes were clean. She sent me home and said she would enjoy the rest of the year. I told her I would too and went in after she kissed me on the check.
After that night ive had her : Sit on my head while driving, sit on my head while grading papers, stand on my neck, stand on my d@#k, stand on every part on me, and my favorite was when she told the principle I was sick that day and she put up a curtain while she was teaching and stood on my and walked around on me the WHOLE DAY while she was teaching classes without anyone knowing. I got a automatic A in her class. Never seen her since I graduated 8th grade but I wish I could see her one more time.
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