Skipping School
A poem I wrote for an anthology
Here's a story of my high school days
Right around the time of my emo phase
I had myself a girl
Who'd put me in a swirl
She could really spin me, I give her praise
The issue with the cliques was a bit odd
Me being an emo fox, she being a rabbit goth
A bit of societal rue
The occasional slur or two
Apart from that, it was as good as it got
Our sexual life was fairly grey
No penetration, of none to say
But the kink was on
From dusk till dawn
She'd make me cum with some words and gentle roleplay
One day while skipping class
Hanging at the park and smoking some grass
She got a look in her eye
Which I can not defy
My heart skipped a beat while my neck turned to brass
She slowly took off her boot
She took off her sock and stretched her foot
And with so little grace
She shoved it in my face
"Be a good boy and make mama feel good"
I didn't give it much thought
No passersby, we were in a hidden spot
I licked her sole
Sucked on her toe
I did what I was told without any fraught
Her taste - salty and sweet
I've come to enjoyed it as I worshipped her feet
A curve so erotic
A position - exotic
A podiatric meet and greet
Kissing her foot was always a pleasure
Licking and sucking at my own leisure
But when I bit on her sole
I heard a moan so low
My pants were barely a containment measure
When she saw my growing bulge
Her smile was enough to divulge
She had something in mind
It was high time
She was just about ready to indulge
What she was thinking, I could've never conceived
When she handed me her boot, I forgot to breathe
"Look at me and grunt
While I finger my cunt
And you use my boot as your cocksleeve"
It felt so weird and so good
Jacking off with my lady's boot
She slid one of her hands
Down into her pants
And she moaned as I kept nibbling her foot
The pleasure was intense
My heart gripped with suspense
I filled up her shoe
Up to the brim, mind you
And in a moment, her own climax did commence
Breathing heave, she let out a moan
Half-closed eyes and a smile, she was done
With little to no laud
She shoved her fingers in my mouth
We were ready to be gone
We had finished with our fun
She put on her boot filled with my cum
She kissed me on the cheek
"We'll do it again next week
Maybe you can cum on my feet in front of everyone"
There was some love between us
But school love is barely worth a discuss
It was here and then gone
Next up, I was alone
Nothing was left, but unfulfilled lust
And so, 16 years have passed
I haven't seen her since senior class
To this day
I still wonder and pray
If I meet her, will she finally let me tap that ass