You were Virginia Techs women's basketball's waterboy and a big fan of the team this season. During practice and games you'd fawn over the players but none compared to Elizabeth Kitley.
Being just average height she dwarfed you. Your comedic timing always cracked a smile and you made sure to go the extra mile, which created this layer of trust between you.
Before practice, everyone was chilling or warming up. You brought out some water and offered to all the girls. Coach came in, blowing the whistle and got everyone to work. Liz came in late and in a panic. Coach told her she had to stay after to run some suicides. She was gonna run to the locker room to put her stuff away but Coach told her to hand the stuff to you so that she can practice.
You wander off to the locker rooms to safely store it.
After practice ends, the girls hit the locker rooms while Liz does her suicides. After an extra 20 mins, Liz is free to leave.
"Hey can you show me where you left my stuff". You joke that you forgot where you put it and she looked pissed.
You laugh and she says, "very funny... just so YOU know, I could probably step on you".
You gulp and stop laughing.
"HA not so funny now are you mister".
In the locker room, you unlock the room where her stuff was and hand it to her.
"Ah thank you waterboy". Liz sits down on the bench and pulls off her sneakers.
You're just hanging around at this point when she decides to tease you.
"Oh Waterboy! Come closer and take a whiff of these" she says dangling her giant shoe.
You quickly check your surroundings seeing if anyone was coming.
Startling Liz, you dive down and insert your face into the insole.
"Woah hold up" she said pulling her shoe away. "I was kidding you goof".
You look so embarrassed but couldn't muster any words out. You begin trying to get up but she pins you against the locker with her foot. This causes you to thud against the metal.
"Oops sorry, didn't realize how much strength I have". She held you with her socked foot as she quickly peered around.
Once the coast seemed clear, she picked up her shoe and looked at you. She pressed it into your face while keeping her eyes on the door. Liz was pressing awfully hard but the smell was intoxicating.
Suddenly you heard other voices coming down the hall. Liz removes her shoe and pulls you up. In a daze, you grew a woody from the excitement. Liz stares at the effect she's had but shoos you.
You make a hasty retreat while Liz stays to chat up whoever is coming.
Another Day
You message Liz, asking her thoughts on what happened and if she wanted to try more.
Hours went by which got you nervous that she was spreading these messages to other players.
Finally she replies seemingly interested. "Lets keep this on the low, I'll meet you at yours. Wya"
You give her the location and she replies, "wait isn't this the freshman dorms". You confirm that and she just replies, "see you soon".
Thankfully you were in a single so no one was there to witness whatever was going to go down.
knock knock
Showtime I suppose. Liz enters your room, "getting her was a trip, haven't been here in years. What are you an RA or something"
You shake your head, you confirm you're a freshman.
Liz was wearing sweatpants, socks, and sandals. She kicked off her sandals and peeled off a sock.
"Ahh". Liz stuffed a sock in your mouth. "Alright thats enough out of you, I don't wanna hear how I'm currently hanging with a freshman right now"
"Hey can you unlock your laptop, my phones gonna die. I wanna browse the comments on my latest post".
You hobble over with the sock in your mouth. You takes command of your space, planting herself in your work chair.
She clicks away, with a giggle or a huff when scrolling through the feed. You sat patiently on your bed unsure of what to do.
Suddenly she turns and looks at you. "Dude I was joking about keeping the sock in your mouth the whole time. Have you had it in this entire time".
You open your mouth to have the worn sock fall onto the floor. She is both impressed and mildly disgusted.
You ask if you can be her footstool in the meantime.
"You wanna be my footstool". Her saying it out loud made the request seem so odd. "Sure get down here".
Underneath the desk you went. Her feet prop up on your chest, crossing at the ankle. You stare, admiring the giant feet as they crack and flex.
Above you, Liz is watching highlight reels of her past seasons at college. You take off her other sock using your teeth.
Just as you pull it off, she uses her toes to feel around, then rubbing the sock into your face.
You say thank you as she giggles. After a while of being her stool and occasionally kissing her feet, you amp it up.
Staring at her toes, you force all 5 of them into your mouth. This causes you to gag but you keep it up.
Liz, upon feeling and hearing you, peaks under.
Playing along she deep throats you with her foot as she watches in awe.
Liz's foot goes deep enough to hit your gag reflex and you spit out her foot.
Liz feels bad and pulls you up to comfort you. You request if her big hands could smother you.
"Huh you are a freaky one but sure". She grips your face with her massive hands. Slowing your breathing as all your holes are blocked.
After a while you flail tapping her hands to let her know. Upon releasing you gasp and profess how thankful you are of her.
Next you drag yourself to the wall and rest your back against it. Thankfully Liz's legs are super long so you just pulled them over to your body.
Now Liz was sitting in your chair while you sat in front of her on the floor. Feeling ballzy, you put her legs on your groin. The sensation of them just touching nearly drove you crazy.
The silence was broken by Liz saying, "I'm sorry did you want me to do something". She had a cheeky grin.
Without a word, you nod and move her feet to rub against your groin.
Liz took over and experimented with many rhythms. The pleasures contorted your face as blast off was coming soon.
You tried to grab her feet to slow it down or even stop it but it was no use. Struggling got you no where as she was a much stronger person.
With an increasing pace, you accepted the next part.
Your groin exploded.
A huge mess in your pants left your body twitching.
"Seems like I left my mark. I'll be back in a few hours or if I'm too tired, I'll see you at practice waterboy. See ya"
She let herself out, leaving her socks there for you.
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