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[urbigwilly]

by Sneakergirl©

I never did like flying. Coming from a small town in rural Virginia, I liked wide open spaces where I didn't have to rub elbows with strangers and pretend to have a conversation with my seat neighbor.

"Please remain seated until the plane comes to a complete stop" seems like hours ago now as people slowly find all their carry ons. I had my backpack and one checked bag that I'd have to find once I "deplaned".

I'm what you would call a Tom-boy I suppose. I never did like dresses. You'd find me most of the time in jeans and a T-shirt. Never wore any make up or did anything with my short brown hair. Just wore it up in a short ponytail most of the time. I didn't like contacts so I embraced the nerd look with my black framed glasses. But there was one thing I obsessed over... Sneakers!

I didn't have a closet full of skirts, but I did have a closet full of some fresh kicks. I loved my Nike Shox, Air Max, Jordan's, Adidas, and Chuck Taylor high tops in every color you can think of. I absolutely loved all of them and kept them all clean. And tried to wear a different pair everyday.

My mom would take me shopping, pleading with me to buy some cute dresses, but I always hated them. "Boys like cute dressed girls!" She'd always say. But I would refuse to get anything she picked out. I didn't really care what boys thought. I enjoyed being the quiet girl with her face in a book. There was only one thing I wanted. So we'd end up in Footlocker again buying the latest Nikes.

For this particular trip I didn't have a ton of space so I packed ONLY 5 pairs. And for the flight itself I wore my tried and true black converse high tops. They always brought me good luck.

"Well Kristen, it sure has been a pleasure chatting with you." the man sitting next to me said. I think his name was Greg. "Good luck on your first semester at NYU."

I had spent my high school years reading, studying and preparing for college. I was my parents only child and they had saved every penny they had to make sure I got the best education. I told my dad years ago that I wanted to be a doctor because I wanted to help people and he decided that he was going to make that happen for me.

I received a scholarship to attend their Premed program and I was super nervous. Not only had I rarely flown but I'd never been to a big city, much less New York City. The hustle and bustle was already stressing me out and I hadn't even experienced the yet. Fortunately I had freshman orientation to look forward to.

A bit scared and very overwhelmed by LaGuardia, I manage to find my baggage claim area. I checked my watch. I had two hours till orientation started. I had never been late to anything in my life and I wasn't about to start. Me and my lucky chucks were going to get there on time.

My bag never came. After an hour of waiting, all other passengers got theirs off the carousel but mine never showed up.

"I'm sorry ma'am, it looks like your bag got mixed up somehow. Hopefully we'll find it and get it to you soon." My favorite sky blue Jordan 3 sneakers were in that bag. I was so upset. Hopefully they find it. I left my dorm address with the lady.

Next step, I have to find a ride. Shouldn't be too hard right?

When the sliding doors open, I stop in my tracks. The noise, the air, all the people pushing, walking yelling, it's too much. I get overwhelmed. Finally a yellow cab pulls up and a nice middle aged man rolls the window down and yells, "Need a lift? Get in kid!" I simply nod and get in the back seat.

So I'm in New York with only the clothes on my back and my chucks on my feet and an hour before freshman orientation. It shouldn't be too hard to cross town right? How long could it take? Hah!

My driver was very vocal to say the least. He had something to say about every other driver on the road. Even though he was a bit boisterous, I immediately had some connection with him. I felt protected in his cab, from the crazy traffic outside. He was a master of navigating through it all. His name plate said Sam.

We have a mostly one sided conversation on the way to NYU. I only have to give one or two word responses and he'd go on some tangent about the city.

I was still a bit shaken from earlier and a bit jet lagged, so I decided to make myself comfortable, as much as one could in the back of a taxi, and took my chucks off and leaned back in my seat with my feet up. Sam was going to get me there.

After a half hour drive we finally reach the campus. Thank god.

"That'll be 42.55, sweetheart."

My stomach did a backflip. Oh right, I have to pay the guy. Dad had given me an envelope of cash if I needed it... but I put it in my checked bag. Crap!

"42.55? Okay..." I frantically start flipping through my pink Velcro wallet. "I've got 4 bucks and a quarter." I said sheepishly with a bit of a laugh.

Sam turned around angrily. "Darling, you got in a cab without money to pay for the ride?" I was so scared. I tried to explain myself.

"My bag got lost and I got overwhelmed, I'm sorry but it's all I've got."

After a long awkward pause, Sam looked me over. " I tell you what kid, I let you have this ride for free. But only if you help a poor guy like me out a bit. Eh? What do you say" he said with a smirk on his face.

I was so innocent and naive. What help would an older taxi driver want? What could I do for him? But I wasn't thinking clearly and was more concerned about being on time. I stared at my watch.

"Uh... sure I guess... as long as it doesn't take long."

"Sweetheart, look at me, I haven't had any in a while. If you're good, this won't take long at all."

What did he mean by that?! If I'm good?! What had I gotten myself into? Next thing I know Sam has found a back alley and has parked the taxi down out of sight. He turned the engine off, got out, and got in the back next to me.

This was my first chance to get a good look at him. He was a little heavy set with a receding hairline. Not exactly a Prince Charming but not hideous I suppose. What was he doing? I sat with my hands folded nervously.

Being the Catholic small town shy nerdy girl meant that I had ZERO experience when it came to sex. I had the usually health class talk in school, so I had some idea. I liked this one guy but we only kissed once and that was it. Books and sneakers were all I cared about.

Sam looked around nervously and quickly unzipped his fly. It hit me like a ton of bricks. Oh... that's what he wanted help with. Oh shit. His semi hard cock was out before I knew it and he was slowly jerking it.

"I've never been with someone so young before. You're really sweet to agree to help a old guy out. My balls are so full. I need this badly. Once we're done I'll get you back to campus."

My heart was beating through my chest. What was I going to do? Part of me wanted to get out and run for it. But who knows where I was? Some random alley in New York. How would I find my way? My shoes were still on the floor. I couldn't make a run for it in my socks. Then I'd have nothing.

Strangely, part of me wanted to stay. I had this weird feeling that I'd never felt before, this warm rush. Seeing Sam whip out his cock made me flinch but at the same time very curious. My panties suddenly felt a little wet.

Sam had been real sweet up until now and I owed him for the ride. Maybe this is how things are done in the big city? I reached out and wrapped my small soft hand around his penis. No going back now I thought. I got to get to school.

"Mmm that's it sweetie" he leaned back and enjoyed my touch. "Stroke it for me."

I awkwardly sat next to him and started to let my hand slide up and down his shaft. It was surprisingly soft to the touch and warm. I kept up a steady pace of stroking him. I couldn't take my eyes off his penis. His moans actually excited me. I felt good knowing that I was making him feel good.

"That's real good. Yeah... mmm." He opened his eyes and looked over at me. "Do you want this cock inside you, sweetie? Eh?"

My face froze in shock. My hand was still gripping his ever-hardening cock. My mind raced. First I thought to all the studying I had done in high school health class, I had some idea what "putting a cock inside me" entailed. I was super nervous. I looked up at him and didn't say anything, just shook my head with the slightest nervous 'no'.

"That's alright dear. We don't have to do that, but I'm not going to finish with you just stroking me and time is of the essence."

Finish? Oh right... there's an ending to this.

"Why don't you stick it in your mouth for a minute?" He asked. "That would feel real good. Come on."

I don't know why, but I agreed to this. It may have been his voice. It may have been the way he said that it would feel good. I'm not sure. I simply nodded and leaned over and found my a face in his lap with his one eye snake staring up at me. I hesitated for a second but then I felt Sam's large hand on the back of my neck encouraging me on. I held his cock at the base with one hand and guided it into my open mouth.

When I closed my lips around his warm shaft, he let out a loud moan of approval. "Ahhh... yes mmm... keep going! Yes." I started to slowly bob my head up and then down letting my lips glide along his cock.

The feeling wasn't as unpleasant as I thought it would be. His cock was real hard yet soft at the same time. I'll never forget the musky smell and taste. It was a little off putting but I felt good knowing that he felt good. His hand on the back of my neck moved up and grabbed a hold of my little ponytail and continued to guide my movements.

"God yes! Oh that feels so good. Hmm" I was starting to get into a good rhythm but my neck was starting to hurt from the strange angle I was at. He noticed and leaned over and moved my bag and sneakers onto the seat while i moved to the floor, kneeling between his legs.

I looked up at him while I took his now rock hard member back into my mouth. My hand stroked him while my mouth sucked. I had never done this before. I wasn't sure how to do it but based off his reactions, I must've been doing something right.

The feeling of his cock filling my mouth and sliding between my lips felt... good. It felt right at home there. The warm head would hit the back of my mouth and then pop a little when it slide out of my mouth and then slide right back in.

The alley way was quiet. The only sounds I heard were his moans and my slurping on his salty rod.

He repositioned himself and pulled his balls free. I have nothing to compare them to but they seemed large to me and hung down. "Lick them for me." He asked me. I kept my hand around his cock while he guided my head down. I stuck my tongue out and slowly licked his smooth ball sack. I could taste the sweat... but it made him moan like crazy.

My glasses started to fog up a little bit as i looked up at him while I licked his balls and stroked his cock with my hand. I let my other hand wander and explore what was going on in my panties. I was soaking wet. Without thinking, I started to rub my clit and moaned into his balls. Who am I right now? What is going on Kristan?

He grabbed my ponytail again and guided my head back onto his cock. His cock head slide right back in like it was made for my mouth. The same mouth I used hours earlier to kiss my mom goodbye. I noticed that my spit made it slicker and slicker so I drooled down his shaft so my hand slid real easily down the bottom half. The same hand I used earlier to hug my dad. I completely forgot about the world around me. I was in a cocksucking trance. Suddenly...

"Oh shit! Yeah... ah! Fuck! I'm going to cum sweetie. Oh yeah!"

Cum? Right! The ending... oh crap. What do I do? Do I need to do something? I paused my sucking for a moment while I pondered this. Health class said that the males ejaculate their semen at the end. That must be what's about to happen.

Sam took his cock in his hand and started stroking it himself since I had stopped.

"Open your mouth dear. I don't want to shoot this all over the back seat."

So much went through my mind quickly. I suppose he didn't want his next passengers to wonder what happened back here. In my mouth? I don't know about that. I kept my mouth closed while he stroked it right next to my lips. I did my shy 'no' head shake again.

"Come on dear. Either you take it and swallow or you're going to orientation covered in my cum."

Reality came back to me. I needed to get to campus. What time was it? He was right. I didn't want to introduce myself to my classmates with some strangers cum on my shirt. What was I doing. I sat there on my knees with a shocked look on my face. I didn't know what to do.

He was thinking quicker then me. He knew he was pretty backed up and was going to make a mess. He looked around frantically and grab the closest thing to him... my left shoe. He was holding favorite high top Chuck Taylor Converse in his left hand and stroking his raging cock with his right. Before I could do anything he came.

His cock was pointed right at my sneaker, inches from the opening. His whole body shook as a huge wave of pleasure came over him and be shot his load. Spurt of after spurt of white, think, gooey cum shot from his penis into my shoe. One, two, three, four quick ones and then several smalls ones that slowly turned into a drool of fresh semen.

I couldn't help but stare at what was going on. My slut of a sneaker was taking all of Sam's cum like a champ. He was careful not to drip any onto the seat. His entire load was now in the bottom of my left converse. Holy shit.

He sighed with relief and said "ahhh yeah, thanks kid I really needed that. Sorry about your shoe hehe. Well let's get you to the college shall we?" He got out of the backseat like nothing had happened and started the car back up.

I slumped into the seat as we took off breathing heavily trying to take everything in that had just happened. I hadn't been in New York a day yet and I had already sucked a stranger off in his taxi. What the hell? My first cock was a New York taxi driver? I felt gross.

Before I could think anymore, we were already stopping at the campus. We must've been fairly close. "Here we are dear! Hope your first semester goes well." I grabbed my bag and shoes and got out of the car and simply nodded at him as he drove away with my dignity.

The concrete was hard and cold on my socked feet. I looked at my watch. Five minutes till the hour. My luggage was missing, I had no change of clothes and I had no time. I looked down in my left sneaker.

The huge pool of this stranger's cum was still there slowly soaking into the sole. I should've been disgusted by this, but I wasn't for some reason. The thoughts of pleasuring Sam and then him using my sneaker actually turned me on in ways I had never felt before. I slipped my right shoe on and laced it up and then slipped on the left.

Chuck Taylor's have these little holes on the side for ventilation... when my foot slid in some of the cum seeped out of the holes. I could feel his warmth soak into my sock and between my toes. ... my loins were soaking wet again. I loved this sensation. I wiggled my toes taking in the new feeling.

I guess I'd have to spend the rest of today with a strange taxi driver's cum soaked into my feet and between my soft toes. I'd never felt so turned on and disgusted at the same time. It was a rush. I had this secret I could carry with me all day.

"Welcome to NYU freshman!" I looked up to see an energetic greeter guiding me inside. "How was your drive?" My left foot squishing ever so slightly as we walked.

I smiled "...pretty good... yeah! pretty good."

[urbigwilly]

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Letting It All Soak In Pt. 02by Sneakergirl©

I was finishing my first day of freshman orientation at NYU. This was huge for me since I was really shy and really wanted to get a good fresh start. I tried really hard to concentrate and absorb everything that was being thrown at me, but I was distracted by something. My left foot felt a little funny.

Earlier that morning I had been coerced by my taxi driver into giving him a blowjob, my first ever blowjob. I was reluctant to swallow and he didn't want to make a mess in his backseat, so he unloaded his huge load into one of my shoes. Not just any shoe. It was one of my favorite Chuck Taylor high tops. Since my bag got lost on the flight I didn't have another pair. So I've been wearing the cum soaked shoe all day.

The feeling of having this secret really turned me on though, like nothing I had experienced before. I hadn't even seen a cock till today and my first time was with a New York Taxi driver. I felt like such a slut. I had let a stranger use my mouth and any time I walked around today my cum soaked toes reminded me of this fact. It made my heartbeat and turned my face flush.

Being the quiet book worm girl in jeans, T-shirt, glasses and sneakers, no one would suspect me as a cocksucker. That word hit hard when I thought about it. My down home Catholic parents would be so ashamed. I had to shake this feeling somehow. But the cum was still there.

After a long day, we finally got to move into our dorm rooms. Some peace and quiet to relax, wash my foot, and clear my mind would be nice. But when I unlocked the door, I met my roommate, Carly, who had already moved in.

"Hey there roomie!!" She squealed as she bounded across the room to hug me! I politely patted her back. I wasn't much of a hugger.

They couldn't have found a more polar opposite roommate for me then Carly. She was outgoing, extroverted, and loud. She wore her cheerleader long blond hair up high. And had a bright flowing dress on. This was going to be an interesting living experience.

I tried to listen to this valley girl for a while but she was hard to follow. Her sentences had so many 'likes' and 'ya knows' I was constantly thrown off. I simply nodded and said the occasional 'uh hu'. Shortly after she told me what felt like all her entire life story, a knock came at the door.

"Kristan? The airport dropped this off for you" My bag made it! Thank the lord. I gleefully pulled my bag into the room. "Oh and this large package came for you too." The RA pushed a large cardboard package, addressed from my mother, inside as well. "Thanks!"

I open the package excitedly. A note on the inside read 'I know this week is going to be hard. Meeting new people is not your favorite thing. I thought this might put a smile on your face.' She was right. She had carefully packaged and sent some of my favorites in my sneaker collection! Nike Air Max, 270s, Jordan's, Adidas Superstars, Nike Shox, and more! So happy!

I kicked off my black Chucks, whose cum was all soaked in and fairly dry now, found a clean pair of ankle socks, and put on a pair of my favorite Nike Shox. I started to carefully put the rest of my shoes away on a rack in my new closet.

"Holy cow! You've got a lot of sneakers!" Carly bursted into my moment of bliss. I had half forgotten she was there. "Yeah... I... uh... I collect them." I said shyly, somewhat embarrassed. Carly marveled for a second and then picked up one of my black converses that I had haphazardly left on the floor. Please don't be the cum shoe... she looked inside as I held my breath...

"Wow we're the same size! Could I borrow some of them? Please! Please! You can borrow any of mine roomie!" She spoke so quickly and proceeded to reveal her closet filled with flip flops, wedges and heels. Ugh. I hate girly shoes. There was no way I would wear any of those. And I certainly didn't want her messing up any of my sneakers. I love them, and try to keep them in mint condition. But this was my new roommate and I didn't want a bad first impression, right?

"Ummm..." I was always so timid. "I don't know..." I fidgeted with my glasses as I looked at the floor. "I suppose. Maybe sometimes."

"Ooooo Thank you! Thank you!" She had a huge grin on her face. "This is going to be so much fun!" It all happened so quickly. "These will go great with my outfit tonight!" She said as she picked up the other black converse off the floor. My stomach did a backflip. I tried to say something but nothing came out. What would I say? That shoes a bit of a whore?

I've never seen someone change clothes so quickly. Suddenly she had a loose fitting blouse on, some skin tight jeans and she was lacing my my High tops up around her jeans. She was right. They did go with her outfit. So far she didn't seem to notice anything. Fortunately it seemed to have all dried up. As long as she didn't decide to smell them, I was in the clear.

Strange. My panties were getting wet again. I'm definitely not attracted to her by any stretch of the imagination. I don't think I'm gay. It was the thought of that taxi drivers cum. It was now under her feet. The faint odor and stickiness was now under her socks. A stranger came in those shoes this morning and now my new roommate was going to go to a party with them. I felt so strange. Without realizing it I was rubbing myself through my jeans.

A knock came at the door and brought me back. "That's probably Chad." Carly said as she frantically put on some hoop earrings and finished getting ready. "Come on in Chad!" A tall muscular jock swung the door open and came in like he owned the place. He dropped his letter jacket down, slumped himself onto her neatly made bed and put his feet up.

"Hey babe, come on now. I knew you wouldn't be ready to go yet. Heh. The party is already going down. We're going to be late. Hurry up." He didn't even acknowledge my existence. "I'm hurrying darling. I want to look good for the first party of the semester!" She said as giddy as could be. Chad didn't care how she looked. He was texting anxiously on his phone and pushed the overgrown brown mop hair out of his face.

"Kristy, do you want to come too?" She asked as she was about to walk out. How thoughtful. "Umm no thanks ... and it's just Kristan." I tried to correct her. "Suit yourself roomie." They took off in a whirlwind. "Don't wait up for me!" It was finally quiet and I had some time to myself. What a crazy day.

I laid back and relaxed on my bed for the first time. I thought back to the taxi ride this morning. The feeling of his cock forcing its way between my lips. The way it pulsed with each stroke sliding in and out. I could still almost taste him. My hand finally found what it wanted. I undid my jeans and let myself go, rubbing my soaking wetness and moaning softly to myself.

When my mind wondered through the whole experience. The thought that brought me to my climax was the moment he shot his load. Seeing thick ropes of his fresh sperm spurt out over and over again pooling down in my virgin shoe was amazing. I held back a little whimper and bit my lip as my whole body shook while I relived the moment.

I fell asleep in a heap. My clothes and shoes still on. My hand down the front of my pants. I was so tired and still jet lagged, but strangely satisfied.

I was woken up by a load banging on the door. I sat up quickly, forgetting where I was. It was still dark outside. The clock read 5:37am. The banging continued.

"Carly! Carly, are you in there?!"

I stood up in a blurry-eyed daze. My pants fell down around my ankles and Nike Shox. 'My names not Carly' I thought to myself. Oh right! My roommate. I looked over to the other side of the room and couldn't see much. The light was off. Was she back from the party? I started to walk over and see, but tripped over my jeans and came crashing to the floor.

"I hear you in there girl! *belch* Now open thish door right now!" Said the voice outside the door. My cover was blown. I couldn't just go back to bed. Someone would have to answer the door. As I stood up and collected myself, I looked around Carly's side of the room. It was real dim but I could make out that the bed was still made. She hadn't come back yet. Perhaps she was still out with friends?

I gathered up some courage and decided that I would open the door and let whoever this was know that she hadn't come back yet. When I turned the handle, the door pushed open and a large man stormed in. I recognized him right away. It was Chad.

"Why'd you leave the party Carly? Huh?" He didn't give me time to answer. "You know I wanted to stay for a while. It was... *burp*...embarrashing." I kept trying to interject and let him know that his girlfriend wasn't here, but he was obviously too drunk and angry to listen and the lighting was too dim for him to see me.

"Your outfit looked super fine tonight and I have some crazy blue balls right now girl. You know I don't like going to bed with blue balls... don't ya?"

Blue balls? My quiet catholic school girl background wasn't helping me, but I put two and two together. Oh... dang. He sat down hard on her bed and I heard him unzip his pants. I just stood there dumbfounded. Now was my chance to say something but I was too scared.

"Well what are you waiting for? Don't make me wait girl. Take care of this for me." He said almost shouting.

The tiny beam of light that shown into the room from the door landed right on the helmet of his engorged cock. It was mesmerizing. The first cock I ever saw in person was the taxi driver from yesterday. Chads was bigger and so smooth. I stared and didn't move.

"Alright, you're going to make me work for it eh? Fine!" He stood up and pushed me hard to my knees. I should've stopped him. I should've said something. This wasn't right. But I was still in a daze and still horny from my experience yesterday. And he had full control over me. I felt something smooth push against my lips. What could I do? I opened wide.

He smelled better then the last guy. Some kind of cologne mixed in with his musk. However he was not as gentle as the last guy. As I parted my lips he pushed his way in hard and deep. His spongy cock head hit the back of my mouth. My lips were tight around his thick shaft. I gagged instinctively but he held it there. I coughed a bit begging for air and he backed off.

"Hah! You never could handle my cock eh?Now hold still for me." He said. I quickly put my hand around the base of his cock, to keep him from going too deep again and to stroke him. Hopefully that would keep my airway clear and please him.

He started to thrust his hips back and forth, pushing his rock hard dick in and out of my mouth. It completely filled me and then came almost all the way out and then pushed hard back in. I wasn't in control this time. He was using my mouth. He was using me to pleasure himself... and I sat there and took it. What had come over me? I was enjoying this?

"Aww yeah girl. That feels so good. Mmhmm. Fuck yeah. I'm fucking your mouth babe." He whispered into the dark.

My parents raised me not to curse. They were very strict about that. Small town me was absolutely mortified. He was 'fucking' my mouth. What?! I suppose he was right. I tried to back off and end it but he held my head right where he wanted it. He must've played football or something. He was so strong.

The new me, the New York me, took over my brain for a while. I decided to relax a bit and enjoy the feeling. Hours ago I was playing with myself thinking about this... so why not enjoy it? I started to use my tongue to lick the underside of his shaft as it slid over it. I puckered my lips and sucked lightly. I loved the feeling of his cock head popping in and out. I caught myself audibly moan. Who am I?

"Oh yeah girl! You know you like it. Shit yeah. Dang, have you been practicing? Mmm that's so good. It feels better then ever." I felt his leg start to shake. Hmm I wonder why it felt different. Maybe because I'm not your girlfriend!

Each time his cock went into my mouth a felt something hitting my chin. Oh my gosh... it was his balls! His were way bigger then the taxi driver's. They hung low and swung around as he thrusted. If they were that big and heavy, they must've had a lot of goods stored up. But it was strange. The longer time past, the more he thrusted the higher his balls got. Was this normal? He didn't seem to have a problem with it.

What was I doing?! I'm on my knees, mouth open, letting this frat boy have his way with me. He hadn't even bothered to learn my name earlier... He didn't even acknowledge my existence! But now I was okay pleasuring him?

He pulled his cock from my mouth for a moment and let me catch my breath. He took the hard rod in his hand and slapped me on my face with it. How degrading. Before I could say anything he shoved his way back into my mouth.

"Shit yeah girl." His hand rested on my shoulder encouraging me along. His other hand had a firm grip of my ponytail. "Suck that cock, yeah suck it."

I didn't think it was possible but his cock seemed to get even larger and ever more engorged. My tiny jaw was aching from the size of him. I wasn't sure how much more of this I could take.

My spit had been slowly drooling down his shaft which made my hand nice a slick. My sucking and stroking made a nice loud slurping sound... I hope these walls are pretty thick. I hadn't met my neighbors yet.

I couldn't move. I had no choice but to stay right where I was. I opened my eyes and looked up at him. The sunlight was starting to shine a little into the room as dawn approached. His face was in ecstasy. Even though he had forced himself onto me, a small part of me felt proud of what I had done for him.

"Oh shit Carly! Shit!" Well at least he wasn't yelling my name. "Yeah girl, yeah!" I was approaching the point that I thought I would pass out from exhaustion when it happened. He had me in a firm grip, there was no escaping. I just wish he had warned me, but that wasn't his style.

It happened all at once. His body spasmed. His balls tightened up against the base of his cock. He let out a loud moan. The mushroom helmet pulsed even larger and he suddenly stopped his thrusting. He left just the head in my mouth and started stroking himself rapidly.

I knew what was coming. His cum. What the taxi driver had done to my sneaker, Chad was about to do to my mouth. I was about to be inundated. Was I ready?

I felt a pulse on my lower lip at the same time he shot his first spurt into me. It hit the back of my throat with a lot of force but I held my composure. The taste was very strange to me. Salty was my first thought. My next thought was 'oh it's still going'.

Spurt after spurt of chad's fresh sperm was filling my small mouth. Each shot I could feel pulse on my lip before it traveled onto my tongue. After four or five quick spurts, it died down into a slow trickle. I held it all inside keeping my lips tight, but my cheeks were bulging. His cock started to slowly deflate and eventually slipped out from my lip's grasp. So much cum was in my mouth right now. I didn't know what to do.

"Oh shit girl... god... woooo... that was amazing." I think he was complementing himself more then me. "Oh yeah. Nicely done. I needed that bad!" He leaned over and flipped the light switch on... oh no...

"What the hell?! You're not Carly! Where's Carly?!"

With my mouth full of a gallon of his hot sticky sperm, I meekly just shrugged my shoulders.

"Woah! This is her room right?" He looked around for a second. "You must be her roommate... shit... oh shit... what have I done. Why didn't you say something?!"

Mouth still full of cum, still on my knees I look down at the floor ashamed. This was clearly his fault but I wasn't going to get a word in. At least he had some nice clean looking Jordan 5's to look at. Not a bad look for him. He stormed to the door.

"God dammit! What the hell! What am I going to do?" He stared me down. "Don't you dare say anything to her. Got it!? You Got IT!?" I barely nodded. "I mean it. She can't find out" He slammed the door.

What had come over me? I just sucked off my roommates monster of a boyfriend. My stomach ached, I was so ashamed but at the same time I was so turned on. What a rush. Chad had used my mouth and I loved it. Then I was reminded of what was in my mouth. My cheeks hurt and the taste was starting to get to me. What do I do? My eyes got real big.

I can't spill any over on Carlys side of the room so I kept my lips as tight as I could. Should I swallow it? Catholic school girl kicked in for a minute... could I get pregnant from that? Could his sperm swim from my stomach to my womb? Is that a thing?! I don't know!

Maybe I could just spit it out in the sink, but this floor of the dorm had a shared bathroom. I peaked out the door and saw people already going to shower. What to do? My horny mind, once again, took over. What would taxi Kristan do?

With my toe I slipped one of my Nike Shox off my foot and picked it up. It was so pretty. I got this pair as a birthday present from my mom on my 17th birthday. They were mostly white with highlighter pink and lime green accents. I absolutely adored them. I slid the tongue of the sneaker up a bit and began to slowly spit Chads cum into the shoe.

The feeling of his warm sperm slowly pouring from my lips sent a rush over me. I was beyond excited. I played with it as it fell, varying the speed and force. I was fascinated by the texture, taste and smell. It pooled in the heel and began to soak into the fabric of the shoe. It would never be the same again.

Once it had it all drained out, I rolled the shoe back and forth spreading the cum all around until there was a good even layer. I then tilted the shoe forward so all the remaining cum pooled at the toe. These shoes were leather, so none of the cum would leak out the sides this time.

I had my bright green ankle socks on. They were so cute and had no idea what they were in for. I slide my foot back into the shoe and soaked it all in. I let out a little moan of pleasure. I wasn't even touching myself but I was so close to cumming. My hand found my wetness again. The new found feeling was incredible.

Chads fresh sticky jizz was soaking into my sock and surrounding my toes. I wiggled them around enjoying the warm sensation. It was amazing. I laid back and played with myself for a while. Not realizing how loud I was. This was addicting. I felt so violated and so good at the same time. Twice in twenty four hours, two different men had used my mouth for their pleasure and their cum had found my sneaker and toes. I came hard, soaking my hand and underwear.

"Looks like I'd be spending today with Chad between my toes." I said out load, while catching my breath laying on my bed. Just then the door started to open. I quickly zipped my pants back up. Carly stepped inside still wearing my black converses and smiled.

"Hey there roomie! Good morning! How was your first night in the room? Cute kicks!"

[Baltic11]

Really hot story !!!!!

[sockboy410]

Are you gonna credit the original author by linking their Literotica story or what.

[urbigwilly]

I'm not taking anything from anybody I'm just sharing what I found if you guys don't like it I'll get rid of it

[urbigwilly]

I believe the very top line has the Creator's information in it on both of them stories

[urbigwilly]

Letting It All Soak In Pt. 03by Sneakergirl©

When classes finally started, and the semester got in full swing I was hoping to focus on my reading and studies. I really wanted to forget what had happened and move on. I wanted to be innocent, little Kristan again. This was hard to do since Chad, my roommate's boyfriend who accidentally mistaken me for her one night, forced himself on me, and unloaded into my mouth, came over all the time.

We never spoke. He'd visit the room to pick up Carly to go to a party, dance or get together, and we wouldn't say anything. I'd look up from my book to lock eyes with him for just a second and then frantically look away. I always took his expression to read "Don't you dare tell her." I didn't plan to. How would I?

"Oh hey roommate! So... your crazy drunk boyfriend came over while you were gone and forced me to give him a blowjob. I absolutely loved it and I still rub myself every night thinking about it?" Yeah... best to leave it alone.

I haven't worn my Nike Shox that his cum ended up in that day. Which is a shame. I absolutely loved those white and pink sneakers. I hid them under my bed. The quiet Catholic School girl in me said it was so I could forget the incident . But that was a lie.

Whenever I had the room to myself, which was often. I'd pull them back out, put one back on my foot and pull the "Chad" shoe up to my nose. The smell of His cum filled my nostrils. I was addicted. This shy bookworm from small town Virginia had become addicted to the smell, taste and feel of semen. I'd only had it twice now but I couldn't get it off my mind. I would lay back and stick my hand down my jeans.

I could almost feel his huge load on my tongue, filling my mouth, and making my cheeks bulge. I'd tilt my head back and moan thinking about his thick cock violating my lips, forcing its way to the back of my throat. I hear his moans and the sound of my mouth slurping on his shaft. I'd clearly see the wads of thick creamy cum spill out of my mouth filling my sneaker. All the sensations would make me cum so hard. I'd lose control and my whole body would shake.

Once I'd catch my breath and come back to reality there was this terrible embarrassed feeling. I would feel so guilty. I shouldn't have enjoyed that experience. Chad forced himself on me. What was wrong with me? What would my parents think? I'd hide the shoes under the bed again and go back to my studies.

After a couple of weeks had gone by, I had so much going on in my classes, that I finally was able to focus my attention on something else. My Chad sneakers stayed under the bed. I had to work on my first big project for chemistry class. I was going to go to the library to do some research.

I put on my soft, form fitting Pink Floyd shirt some jeans and my Light blue Jordan 3's. I put my earbuds in, started humming along and headed for the door when it suddenly flew open. Carly came in crying her eyes out and collapsed on her bed face down.

I pulled my earbuds off. "Umm... everything alright, Carly?" Obviously they weren't, but what are you suppose to say? I was just trying to be nice.

"Oh Kristy, thank god you're here. I need to vent, girlfriend." Carly managed between sobs. Girlfriend? We barely talk, but okay. She gathered herself together a bit and sat up. "It's Chad... I found out he cheated on me!"

'You think?!' I said to myself. "Oh no Carly, ... that's terrible. How'd you find out? Who was it?" I managed to fake a caring tone.

"Well Tamika overheard Britney who heard from Courtney that Chad was spending time with Katie's roommate Vikki!" She fell back into her pillow.

Some real solid evidence you got there Carly. "Oh no. I'm so sorry" I continued my act. "Is there anything I can do for you?" I ask hoping she says no. I'm still standing near the doorway hoping to make a get away.

"I'm going to cry it out for a while. Thanks though" her face still down in the pillow. I give her a pat on the back and head out. "It'll be okay. I'll come back in a while to check on you. I've got to do some research."

On the way to the library I noticed what a beautiful day it was outside, so I got the books I needed and decided to plop down next to a tree out in the courtyard and read in the open air. Time past by quickly as I got into the zone.

I was highlighting a passage in the book I was reading when I was suddenly interrupted by a slight kick in the foot. I looked up and saw a familiar pair of Jordans... I was looking up at Chad over my glasses, an all too familiar position.

"Hey, you little snitch. What did you tell Carly? Huh?!" I quickly stood up scared and tried to find my words. "Wha...wha... what?"

"Wha, wha, why does she think I'm cheating on her? Spit it out!" He made fun of my nervous stutter.

I finally got something out "I did... did... didn't. I didn't say anything."

"Oh yeah?! Is that right?" He stared me down for a second, looking me up and down. I was shaking a bit with fear. "Alright, I believe you. It must've been Britney, or Hannah. Or maybe Rachel?" Good lord! How many girls was this jackass sleeping with?

"Hey, so yeah, I'm sorry about the other day. I hope you understand that I thought you were Carly, right? I was a bit tipsy and wasn't thinking straight." It seemed like he was never thinking straight. "Besides you seemed to enjoy yourself. No hard feelings right?" He smirked. I just fidgeted and looked down. "If it's any consolation, that was some dope head. It's the best blowie I've had in a while. You were pretty good!"

How in the heck do you respond to that? In my head I was like, "What the hell? You took advantage of me sexually and mental scarred me! I'll never be the same because of you." But what actually came out of my mouth? What did shy, awkward, little me manage to put together while intimidated by this jock?

"...umm... thanks I guess." Good going Kristan. I rolled my eyes while saying it! He'll get the sarcasm...

"You're welcome! So I was thinking..." he looked around for a second. "Do you want to do it again?"

What?! The nerve of this guy! He just got dumped by my roommate for cheating on her and now he wants me to give him a blowjob?! This is nuts. Absolutely not!

"I don't know...I don't think..." is all I managed to get out. Nice Kristan, nice...

"Oh come on girl! I know you liked it. I'm real backed up and could use this so bad." He was louder then I cared for. People were walking by. Surely someone could hear him.

"I would rather..."I tried to say something but I got distracted. He had this bulge in the front of his pants and I couldn't take my eyes off it. The inner slut was coming out again. I tried so hard to suppress it, but I lost myself.

"Come on, it'll only take a minute babe and I know a good spot." He grabbed me by the arm and started leading me away. Before I knew it we were behind the library in an quiet alleyway. He didn't waste time and had already unzipped and pulled his rod out.

I tried to fight it. "Someone might see us." He pushed me to my knees. While looking down at me, he said "Well then you better hurry up, baby." Baby?! I wasn't his baby? How many girls on this campus does this guy call baby?

He was stroking his ever-hardening cock right in front of my face. The same cock that had been in my roommate, and Hannah, and Rachel, and Britney apparently. My brain was yelling at me to run, run away and never look back. But of course, my brain wasn't doing the thinking. With my eyes glued to the sight of his manhood in broad daylight, I lost all control... I leaned in and parted my lips. I was caught in his trance.

"That's a good girl." He thrusted forward and pushed his cock head through my lips. I shivered with this strange pleasure as his warmth filled my mouth. I had longed for this feeling again. I hated him for doing this to me, but I loved it. I let out a moan of pleasure while starting to bob my head up and down, taking him in.

"Oh shit yeah! I knew you loved this. Ahh... fuck yeah baby!" There he goes with that word again. I didn't care though. I didn't want Chad, I wanted his cock. For weeks I had dreamed of having it fill my mouth again.

I slurped and sucked him with everything I had. I wanted him to give me my prize. My right hand gripped the base of his cock and stroked him in time with my mouth. I set my left hand up on his thigh stabilizing myself, although the hand became curious.

His balls were now dripping wet from my drool that I had been letting flow down his shaft. I reach my left hand underneath and started feeling them. I wanted to know what they felt like. I cupped my hand and lifted up on them, They were hefty things.

"Oh yeah girl, play with my balls... shit yeah... that feels so good."

I fondled them for a little while and concentrated on the job at hand, sucking. I wanted to please him. I wanted to feel every inch of him filling me. My lips slid up and down as far as I could manage, slurping with each movement. My tongue licked his underside taking in his taste and savoring it. The small alleyway echoed with the sounds of my work and his moans of pleasure.

It didn't take too long before he got close. I remembered the signs from before. His breathing got quicker, his leg started to shake, his grip on my hair got tighter. But right before he got to the finish line he stopped thrusting.

"What are you looking at, buddy?" Someone was there! I was suddenly reminded of where I was: on my knees behind the library in public.

"What are you looking at? Huh? Go on and get out of here. You didn't see anything."

I opened my eyes to see who was Chad yelling at. It was this tall blond haired guy I recognized from my Chemistry class. I think his name was Daniel. He was watching me suck this assholes cock. Our eyes met and I felt terrible. Someone in my normal life now knew my secret. This wasn't the real me. I didn't want Daniel to see this perverted side of me, but there I was.

"Hey Chad is that you man?" Daniel said as he walked over. "Hot bro! Real hot!"

"Dan the man!" They did some sort of secret hand shake thing while standing over me. "Hey! So this is the girl I was telling you about." He said while continuing to stroke his now soaking wet cock.

Wait, what?! Girl I was telling you about?! Chad had been telling his buddies about me? Telling them about this one time, well now two times that I'd sucked him? Who else had he told? Dan looked down with a smile.

"Really?! She looked so sweet and innocent. Wouldn't have thought her to be a cocksucker." Dan's words cut deep. I'm a cocksucker... little innocent Kristan was their cocksucker.

"Hey man, can I have a go?" He asked while unzipping his nice dark wash jeans. I started to answer but I realized that he wasn't talking to me. He was looking at Chad. "Of course man. We can share this one." Daniel whipped out his cock so that they were both standing over me stroking their hard-ons. I wasn't a person to them. I was their toy.

Something was different about Daniel's dick. Having only seen a mans penis in real life three times now, I was far from a cock connoisseur. Daniel's had a layer of skin over the helmet. What was that? The taxi driver that used my mouth didn't have that. I looked over at Chad's and his didn't have it either. Dan must've seen my confusion.

"Never seen an uncut cock before eh?" Uncut? What did he mean? He rolled the skin back while stroking his member and the shinny helmet, I was accustomed to, appeared. "My man's got a little hood, that's all." He grabbed my arm and guided my hand to his now hard cock. I stared in fascination as I began to stroked it. The extra skin would slide over the helmet and then back down. I leaned in and licked the tip a bit scared.

"That's it... mmm yeah." Daniel wasn't as forceful as Chad. He encouraged me on as my lips encircled his cock head and started to suck. However Chad was getting impatient. He started looking around down the alley.

"We don't have all day babe." He grabbed my other hand and put it back on his cock. I was now on my knees with Dan's cock in my mouth while stroking Chad with my hand. What was I doing? I had completely lost control of myself.

"Mmm shit yeah. You like my cock, don't you?" Dan asked me as I looked up at him over the rim of my black rimmed glasses. A muffled "mmhmmm" was all I could manage as his cock continued to pulse between my lips. It was true, I loved his cock. I had no strong feelings about him or Chad. I was not attracted to either of them. But this little, meek, tomboy, bookworm, catholic school girl had be come addicted to cock. I couldn't get enough.

Chad grabbed hold of my hair and moved my mouth back onto his cock. A string of my spit dangled off of Dan's cock. I continued to stroke him with my left hand while I went back to sucking Chad.

"Mmm fuck yeah, baby... mmmHhhmmm yeah suck that cock." We did this dance for a while. I would swap back and forth sucking and stroking. Anytime I got pulled off of one I would be forced onto the other. I couldn't make up my mind, which cock did I like better?

"Ah shit, I'm getting close baby. Yeah!" Chad pulled out suddenly and started frantically stroking his cock right over my face. Dan must've been close too because he took his cock, slick with my drool in his hand and did the same. I had two cocks over me ready to explode. I flinched getting ready for what was coming...

"Hey babe. Look up and...Uhhh...Open wide for me" Chad said as his knee shook uncontrollably.

I shouldn't have listened. I shouldn't have been there! Chad and his friend Daniel were taking advantage of me. They were both terrible people. But I didn't care about them. I wanted what they had. I was there on my knees for one reason, I did as he said. I opened my mouth, tilted my head back and stuck my tongue out.

"Good girl... AHHH!" He let out a loud grunt and his cock exploded.

I let out a whimper as his first shot hit the roof of my mouth with a ton of force. Two, three, four, five pulses of cum. The familiar taste, that I had longed for, came rushing in. Instinctively my tongue played with the fresh load as it started to fill me. He kept jerking off in time with each shot. One shot went a little astray and landed on my cheek and started to slowly drip down my face. The torrent finally died down into a slow dribble. He gave his cock a little shake to make sure the last drops fell into my open mouth. While I was enjoying the fresh load, I was suddenly reminded of the other cock.

"Fuck that is hot Chad! Turn this way babe." Keeping my mouth open, displaying my price, I turned to look up at Daniel. The moment our eyes locked he lost it.

His cock was pointed up high toward my nose. Was he not aiming for my mouth? I didn't want it in my hair. He knew what he was doing though. His cum didn't shoot out, it was a steady stream that oozed out and flowed down his cock head and poured into me mixing with Chad's.

His diet or something must've been different from Chad. His semen had a much thicker consistency and had a tangy taste to it. He slowly stroked it coaxing as much of his cum out as possible. I leaned in and wrapped my lips around his cock head. I lightly sucked while looking up at him as if to say, "I want it all."

As his climax subsided, Daniel relaxed and leaned back against the wall. I kept his deflating penis in between my lips and followed him as he leaned back. I kept up my efforts and was surprised how much of his cum I could get by continuing to suck. When I got as much as I could I finally let his soft dick flop out of me.

"God damn babe! Whew! You sure don't look like a slut but you sure know how to make a man cum. That was awesome." He caught his breath and put himself back together. Chad and Daniel were quite proud of themselves. Chad nodded at me in approval, reached down and put something in my hand. "Here, consider this just beginning of something nice." He handed me a crisp $100 bill. Holy cow... what?! I am NOT his prostitute! Before I could reject it and hand it back to him, they were gone.

"Thanks babe!" He yelled back as they left me there on my knees in a dark alley with a mouthful of their fresh sperm mixed together in my mouth and his dirty money. Ugh.

As my mind returned to reality, I had never felt so ashamed. i had just let my roommate's ex and his friend have their way with me.

At least I got to feed my needs. I finally got something I'd been craving. I sloshed the cum around in my mouth, which was so much I could barely close my lips. The warmth, the texture, the taste, it was everything I remembered. Some had accidentally leaked out and had dribbled down my shirt.

In the taxi so many weeks ago, we couldn't get the cum on the seat so it ended up in my shoe. In my dorm room I didn't have a place to spit it so it ended up in my shoe. This time I was outside, I could've easily spit the sperm mixture out on the ground and walk away, but I didn't. I wanted to keep it. I had wanted this feeling for weeks and now I had it.

I carefully slipped my bright blue Jordan 3 off my left foot, looses the laces, pulled the tongue forward a bit and held it up to my mouth.

I made sure to cherish the moment as long as i could. I carefully parted my lips and let the cum slowly ooze into my clean shoe. There was so much of it, but I kept my lips tight so only a little escaped in a slow stream. It slowly roll down the inside toward the toe. I let my tongue dangle as the last strings of semen drooled into my high top basketball sneaker. There was so much that the entire sole of my shoe had a layer of cum. I had almost forgotten where I was.

"What's going on back here?!" It was some faculty member. I could see a name tag but I couldn't make out the name. "Are you okay there my dear?" He asked.

I rather suddenly dropped the shoe on the ground and slid my foot back into it. My cute pink ankle socks began to soak up Chad's and Daniel's semen. It made me subconsciously moan in pleasure. It was too much.

"Dear I asked if you were okay... I'm Dr. Martin, the head librarian here."

I had to come up with something fast. "Just... umm...tying my shoe sir. Must've gotten a rock in it." Smooth moves Kristan. Not suspicious at all.

"Hmm, alright I suppose. It's strange to find people hanging out back here. But I suppose it is a quiet place to study." He exclaimed. I simply nodded in agreement too terrified to say anything else. "Well then, have a good evening."

"You too!" My voice cracked as I said that. My mind was not focusing on talking. There was so much cum that it squeezed up around my toes completely covering my foot in a warmth. I could've knelt there for hours. The sticky sperm was slowly soaking into my sneaker. The sensation made me so wet.

After tying my shoe back up i trotted back to the tree I had been sitting under. I opened my book and carried on as if nothing had happened. People were walking past me and none of them knew my dirty secret. Just me and my warm sticky shoe knew. I wiggled my toes and smiled.

Written by: Sneakergirl

[Raya000]

Oh yeah. I love that story. I am hopping one day she writes the next part.