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.
