Several years ago there was a church that ran a youth group,that did extend to young adults (up to 23) I started going to thisplace as part of an agreement I had with my parents due to me not being able to get on my feet, spend time out the house,me and my mate used to go there and we just chilled most the time in the back, everyone there wore whatever, providing obviously it wasn't blasphemous, fun part was this place was mixed so girls and boys were there,often me and my friend would rate the women who were there. I think eventually this is what lead to the trouble.

There was this one girl,Jane, she was about a year younger than me all of 5 foot nothing but must have heard my rankings as when she wore jeans and converse I'd give around a 5 or 6, but when she wore heels and nylons regardless of what else she wore it was ALWAYS a 10, anyway she realised I rated her highly when she wore heels, she must have wanted to know why as one week when we were stacking the chairs away she slipped me a note telling me to go to the toilets after her, which didn't take long as after I read it I saw the door close behind her, just as a point out it wasn't one door for women one door for men there was a primary door then separate doors which were TECHNICALLY disabled toilets minus a few features. I follow her in and find the end door open with her sat on the toilet, beckoning me in, as I got there she told me to lock the door before sitting on the floor.

"I assume you know why your here, I heard you rating me and you always gave me a ten whenever I wore heels, do they turn you on or something"

I looked at her feet saying nothing but my body betrayed me, you could see how hard I was through my jeans, no way to hide it at all.

"Well I guess I know the answer, what is it about them that turn you on"

She started

"The way they look" she spun her ankles round as she spoke "they way they smell" as she spoke shoving her shoe right in my face "taste?" Shooting down my nose to my mouth "feel?" Pushing me back with her foot "or sound?" She stood up walking around my body slowly making a loud click with each step.

"I-I like all of it" I stuttered laying on the ground

"Pineapple, use that if you want me to stop" she whispered in my ear before taking a step onto me, "I'm so glad you like all of the above, as I've been needing someone like you, I even did something special just in case I was right" by that point she walked up my body and finished with one foot at each side of my head, "yes I'm wearing matching" I looked up to realise she wasn't wearing any panties "but that's for later" she finished before returning to the toilet seat "you have to earn the right to get close to that maybe I'll give you a little taste later, now get on all 4s and start licking the soul"

I tentatively rolled over to begin crawling to her as she lifted her leg waiting for me to meet her foot "no touching understand" I nodded before licking the soul, thankfully it seemed that these were new heels as therec was no muck on them I began licking and lapping like I was a thirsty dog who hadn't had a drink in ages, as I began to lick my cock got harder and harder with no release in sight but I could hear she was playing with herself