Study Partners Part 1

My grades have already suffered somewhat over the past few weeks, and to be honest, there’s no one else to blame but myself. It’s not as if my grades have tanked because I’m dumb, I just can’t get the motivation to study properly, more often spending time on my computer watching porn or playing games. It’s gotten to the point that I haven’t even opened my study book in a week, yet the pile of tissues at my desk grows ever-taller!

Thankfully, as if my saving grace, Jasmine noticed me feeling rather glum in class and has offered to help me study. Hopefully this’ll be the motivation I need to actually sit down and get this stuff done. Jasmine’s always been quite nice to everyone in class, and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous, she’s quite pretty after all. Her brown, curly hair always seems in a perfect state, and she always seems to have a tight-fitting shirt to wear to class that emphasizes her rather large chest. Or pants that seem to hug her body in such a way that’s almost hypnotic. Simply put, Jasmine exudes a sexual aura, which contrasts with her cute face, it’s hard to not get a bit flustered talking to her sometimes.

That morning, I begrudgingly pulled myself out of bed, rubbing the sleep from my eyes and making my way to the shower. I don’t normally get up this early, but Jasmine insisted it was ‘Conducive to a productive morning’ or something, so I didn’t really have a choice. It really was a blessing to have her help me like this, I was half passed-out on my desk from boredom, then felt her prod at me to get my attention, next thing I know we have a study date!

Wait.. a date..?

Suddenly I was very conscious of the situation, having plans to spend hours alone with a gorgeous girl in her private dorm room. Just about to head into the shower, I peer at myself in the mirror, I’m not a bad looking guy, even a tad well-built in some areas, and my cock is certainly nothing to be ashamed of. I had never really thought of myself as being in the same league as her, but.. Maybe she does like me?

It’s certainly not out of the realm of possibilities, but for the sake of my own sanity, I push the thought to the back of my head as I enter the shower, putting a bit of extra care into my appearance today as I get ready. Fresh clothes, well-kempt hair, and study books in hand, I give myself a final once-over before taking a deep breath and stepping out of my dorm room, beginning the journey to Jasmine’s place.

Every step felt like an extra drop of hesitation, unsure of how things would play out, still having the niggling in the back of my head about her intentions. Nevertheless, I was almost there, and couldn’t rightly turn back now, instead I puffed out my chest and took one final breath before knocking on her door.

“Oh! Come in, it’s open!”

For a second I hesitated, my confidence lost as I hadn’t expected being told to let myself in. What situation is she in, has she prepared something that has her preoccupied?

All of my thoughts rush around in my head, some lewd, some mundane, until I slowly creak her door open and relax. Jasmine was simply on the edge of her bed, in the middle of finishing off her nails.

“Hey, Ben! You have great timing actually, could you come help?”

I smile and place my books on her desk in a pile, then see to what she wants.

“What do you need?”

For a second I could swear I saw her stifle a grin, but brush past it as she speaks, returning my attention back to her.

“Well, I’m really bad with those cotton separators you need to put between your toes to stop the polish from smearing.”

Whilst still holding her attention on the final toes of her left foot, she kicks her right one into the air.

“Could you put them in for me?”

Her foot was resting in the air, right in front of my crotch, and to hide my sudden arousal I quickly agreed.

“Great! They’re on my desk.”

She leaves her foot hanging there as I retrieve what she asked for, puzzling for a moment as to how I would do this, then reside myself to simply kneeling by her bed. I bring one of my knees up to rest her foot on before gently parting each one to place the cotton pads in between them. All the while she hums to herself, I try my hardest to not show how incredibly tense I am right now. A gorgeous woman like Jasmine’s has her foot in my face as she hums away as if nothing’s happening… I can’t help but feel a shiver go down my spine as I feel a dribble of precum leak from my half-hard dick.

Normally around now I’d still be dreaming, but when I woke up I’d jerk off to porn involving just this sort of scenario. As if sensing my thoughts, Jasmine turns her head to look at me before smiling.

“Thank you so much for helping, I know it’s a pain, but we can study in a minute. Okay?”

I nod up at her, finishing with the last piece of cotton between her toes. Afterwards I’m left in an awkward situation of her foot in my face, unsure of what to do, I simply take the opportunity to stare. Her skin is so soft.. There’s not a single blemish on her soles, they look so delicate…

“Smell it if you want.”

Those few words make my blood run cold. Did she figure me out? Does she know I’m getting off to this?!

“It’s lemon and vanilla, you can’t eat it, but let me know if it smells alright!”

When she clarifies her sudden statement, I feel myself relax, realizing I had been holding my breath out of a sudden fear. Not wanting to pass on the offer to indulge in this act, I tilt her foot toward my nose, holding onto it lovingly as I close my eyes and breathe in softly. Her scent is so sweet, not just from the polish, but her skin smells delightful! Her own scent mixing with the citrusy sting of the lemon and calming smell of the vanilla, it’s almost heavenly. I absent-mindedly begin rubbing her foot gently as I continue savoring the scent of her foot, not realizing Jasmine had long since finished her other foot, and was staring down at me with a grin on her face.

“That good, hm?”

My eyes snap open as I’m forced from my almost trance-like state, locking my eyes back up at hers, realizing now that she had been looking at me enjoying myself.

“Well I’m glad you like it~ Could you do my other foot now?”

The offer is almost like a reward, after greedily taking advantage of her offer, I’m still asked if I’d like it again?! I don’t take any time to mull it over, instead I nod in agreement and gently place her foot down before retrieving the second set of cotton pads. Only this time I realize how awkward things might get, as she places her foot in the air for me to rest on my knee, there’s nothing else to take her attention. Instead she watches intently as I try to hide my perverse interest in her foot, trying to hold in my arousal under her watchful eyes. The overwhelming feeling of being watched as I caress her foot is almost too much to bear. I try to avert my eyes from not only her own, but also her silky skin, and end up awkwardly looking away from both.

“You know, you don’t have to be so nervous, Ben.”

I look up at her after placing the last pad between her toes, savoring the feeling of her foot before she pulls it away and begins standing up.

“I’m here to help you study, so relax! I’m not going to bite you.”

As if sensing my inner-tension, she puts me at ease with those few words, and I let myself relax.

“Besides, I like submissive boys~”

She walks toward her bathroom nonchalantly after saying something that filled me with both desire, and a sudden shock. She gives me an ample look at her ass as she struts into the bathroom, placing the polish away before coming back to me still wide-eyed on the floor.

“I’m sorry.. I’ve just been tired this morning, maybe I should go!”

When I try to rise from my kneeling position, she stands in front of me and places her foot against my chest, pushing me back to the ground.

“Don’t be so skittish, Ben! You’ve been tenting your pants since the first moment you touched my feet~”

I look down and realize she’s right, my cock was painfully hard at this point and I had been so absorbed in what was going on, I hadn’t noticed! I quickly cover it with my hands, trying to pat it down, but have my hands kicked out of the way before her foot presses down into my crotch.

“I didn’t say to cover yourself up, did I? I like seeing you on the floor like this~”

I can’t help but idly grind against her foot that’s in place against my cock, affirming her beliefs as to what is going on. With an adorable smile, she pulls back her foot and watches my face slowly return from utter perversion, to realizing what I had just done.

“It’s okay to want this, Ben, but you have to crawl for it.”

With that said, Jasmine turns around and gives me another eyeful of her ass as she faces her bed, taking a few steps before turning back and sitting herself at the end of it, crossing her legs.

“Go on, I’m waiting.”

She indeed was waiting, like a Queen at her throne, and as a servant, I obediently took to my hands and knees and crawled until at her feet.

“Good boy~”

Those two words sent a mind-shattering sensation through my head, as if an invisible collar had been placed around my neck, I had subjected myself to her mercy, and she gently took it from me.

As a reward for my obedience, she raised one of her feet and pushed it gently to my lips, and I looked up to meet her gaze for affirmation, to which she simply smiled. Taking the hint, I pucker my lips and gently place chaste kisses across the soles of her foot, before slowly sinking into full-blown making out with her foot, licking it and covering it with loving kisses as my cock strained in my pants.

Jasmine must have taken notice of how much I was suffering between my legs, as her other foot began sliding up my thigh, before finally making contact with my cock, and she began slowly stroking me. I couldn’t help but let out a lustful moan against her foot, not breaking my kisses as I continued savoring the sweet, silky taste of her skin. All the while I was grinding helplessly against her foot, Jasmine only moved her foot against my dick just enough to keep my attention, as well as my constant need for more.

As soon as I lose myself in a trance again, it’s as if Jasmine senses this, and pushes her foot against my face a bit harder, leaving me to only be able to lick the underside of her foot. As she does this, her other foot begins grinding much harder against my dick, causing me to squirm beneath her as I’m lost in a haze of both her scent, taste, and the physical pleasure of her footjob.

“Aww, someone’s getting a little desperate? It’s okay, I’ll take care of you~”

I struggle to focus on her words as I give in to my lust, openly making out with her foot as she grinds my cock in a pool of its own precum. Soon my whimpers reach a fevered pitch, and Jasmine takes notice, speeding up the stimulation at my crotch and giggling as my whimpers grow quicker. Suddenly, my entire body tenses up and begins spasming, as cum spurts from the tip of my dick, painting my underwear and staining the front of my pants.

“Oh my! You’re such a good boy!”

Jasmine doesn’t stop grinding against my crotch, instead she slows down gradually, until finally pulling both of her feet back and letting me collapse backwards onto the floor. Whilst for a few moments I’m lost in a pit of pleasure, Jasmine soon comes into view, looking down at me before kneeling and speaking to me.

“I know you must be exhausted, but you still need to pleasure me, you little stud~”

I can’t do much but continue panting as she smiles, moving down to tug at my pants, pulling them down and removing them completely, as well as my underwear.