The College Girl: Study Buddies š„°
(A Hand Held Fantasy)
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🕑 Added 2023-04-24 23:13:35 +0000 UTC
The College Girl: Study Buddies š„°
(A Hand Held Fantasy)
Teaching Yoga classes 15 hours a week, while having a full college course load, wasnāt as easy as it seemed when I had decided to work during my second year of college! š
Having the extra cash definitely made my financial stress of being a student A LOT less, but that extra 15 hours a week teaching hot, sweaty, but amazing hot yoga classes (I had definitely discovered that I was a bomb yoga teacher) had made it harder to keep up with the course load then I thought it would!
Thatās why Iām so fucking thankful for you! We were both second year business students, and while we werenāt in every class together, we did still have pretty much identical course loads, so you were a total life saver when you offered to help me keep up with assignments š
The funny thing is, we had seen each other in passing lots of times during classes, but we didnāt actually get aquatinted until you signed up for the night yoga classes that I taught!
Hot yoga is a place where our bodies are kinda out thereā¦ Tight asses in yoga pants. Skimpy workout yoga braās. It has a tendency to bring out some sexual energy in my male students. I honestly think itās pretty human, especially when youāre in a room thatās literally full of attractive, fit women š
I realized that you were hot for me, pretty much right away, and I was definitely okay with it! You werenāt too bad to look at yourselfā¦
What I didnāt realize, is that you had also spent the entire first class orgasmically eye fucking my big, soft, pink, sweaty wrinkled soles!
Putting on a spectacular sole show is kind of an inevitable byproduct of teaching yoga, but I had no clue that I had just stolen your heart, your breath, and your cock with my sexy feet!?
You took a very fond interest in me after that first class, ended up taking me for coffee, and thatās when the topic of school came up! We chatted about how we recognized each other from classes, how I was kinda struggling with the whole work/school balance, and how you were more than happy to help me out! Two days later, you had taken it upon myself to be my unsung hero, tutoring and being my study buddy through pretty much any assignment I asked for your help on!
We ended up spending a lot of time together in my dorm room, developing a really great study buddy routine that had my marks, and understanding of the course material really skyrocketing!
Basically, we would sit together and do your assignment first, where you would answer any questions I had while we walked through it together. Then you would just hang out in my dorm with me, in case I needed more help, while I worked through my assignment myself - It was important for me to not just pass with flying colours, but to have a complete understanding of the degree I would be graduating with!
It was during those quiet times when I started to suspect that you might be āintoā my feet or something!?
At first I thought it was pretty weird, and that I was probably just imagining thingsā¦ Besides, between teaching hot yoga, and my regular routine of going barefoot in converse kicks to class, my soles were pretty worn, sweaty and smelly these days! Then again, that routine had also made them soft, and if you DID have a foot fetish, then wouldnāt you probably like the sweet, sweaty smell of my feet?
This afternoon, while we did our usual study buddy routine, any doubts about you being into my feet were cleared up! Not only did I definitely catch you looking right at the soles of my feet, but I could like, feel you eye fucking them while I continued to work on my assignment! I was pretending not to notice it at all, but I think you had finally reached the point where you knew, that I knew, that you were into my feet!
I already had plans to completely and utterly fuck your brains out later that afternoonā¦ Seriously babe, Iām going to ride you dry, so this sexual thing you have for my feet is just a fun bonus! I moved to my belly to show off my soles completely, laying soles up and make you throb, ache and drool for me!
Thatās when you gently reached down and playfully tickled/touched my soft, sweaty left sole, trailing your fingertips down the ticklish wrinkles of my plump arch as I giggled and flexed a bit! My regular yoga/barefoot in converse routine had made my soles really sensitive/ ticklish, but it was the kind of ticklish I could feel in my clitā¦ So I made no effort to stop you!
Yea, when Iām done this assignment, weāre gonna explore this foot thing of yours a lot further, than Iām gonna ride your brains out š
To Be Continued?
xoxo
-Gwen š
