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Darian's Essence
by Zer0 (living@antisocial.com)
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A handyman has a secret, he really likes his employer's
daughter, especially her socks. (M/f-teen, schoolgirl,
feet)
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The day it happened, I was hanging around the
Rockwell's yards, doing some lawn care. I'd done their
yard maintenance for about 5 years now, more because I
knew old man Rockwell than because of any landscaping
abilities I had. It gave me a chance to hang out with
the rich set, and generally enjoy the perks of living
on a huge estate with a wealthy family. My room around
back was in a converted barn, nice and private, so I
got no complaints.
Anyway, I was cleaning out the pool that afternoon, hot
as hell because of the Malibu temperature. Beside the
pool were the tennis courts, where old man Rockwell's
rich bitch daughter Darian was having a lesson. She had
just turned 14, and was hitting puberty like a bull in
a china shop. She had long blonde hair, thick and
silky, framing her gorgeous face, blue eyes, full lips
perpetually pouty... your typical pampered little minx.
I'd known her for years, but lately she was acting
totally different toward me. She had grown to a nice
cute 5'3" or so, and was slender but strong... her body
looked more like a 21 year old's, but her voice and
personality were strictly teeny-bopper. Her tits were
growing heavy already, but still firm in her bra.
Christ though, it was her lower half that made me nuts
that day. She was playing tennis, bouncing around the
court all in white, athletic shoes, short bobbi-socks,
tanned and muscled legs going up into that tiny
miniskirt, fuck, her cotton panties showing every time
she jumped, I was going nuts.
Lately she had been teasing and flirting with me too,
even though I was years older than her. Like she would
ever let a guy like me into that tight little virgin
pussy of hers. Her old man didn't even let her go out
with guys. He knew she was getting hot to trot, and
didn't want any low-class bum sticking his cock up
little Darian, no matter how badly she wanted it. "Hey
Tony!"
It was Darian, coming over to me, breaking me out of my
spell. She was breathing heavily, her white tank top
soaked to her golden body. I could see the outline of
her sports bra, and two hard stiff nipples poking
against the thin cotton. She grinned at me mockingly,
arching her back slightly towards me, as if in
challenge.
"So I bet you liked watching me, right? I was good out
there...I know what to do with my body, wouldn't you
say?"
A bitch, like I said. I just muttered, "Sure," and
tried to ignore her and her little girl mind games.
"Can you have a look at the sink in the change room,
it's all fucked up. I'm sure you're good with your...
tools," she smirked at me and bounced off.
So 20 minutes later I go into the change-room to look
at her damn sink. I could hear her clunking around in
the steam room, so I figured she'd be a good half hour
before needing any water for a shower or whatever, so I
had plenty of time.
I was walking to the sink when a smell hit me like a
slap. Lying on a bench in the change room was Darian's
tennis outfit, all bunched together. I could smell the
odor of teenage sweat from five feet away, it was so
strong. I started to get a hard-on, which surprised me.
I walked over to the bench and looked at the fourteen
year-old's clothes. Right on top, of course, were her
little cotton bikini panties. The young cunt wanted me
to see these, they were right by the damn sink.
Christ, the panties were limp and moist with a warm
dampness when I picked them up. I couldn't put them
down, even though I knew I should have. They were so
soft, slightly yellowed in the crotch were the girl had
sweat between her tight thighs. I could smell the heady
mixture of perspiration and a woman's hot musk
emanating from the crotch of the panties, and I nearly
passed out when I bent and inhaled the stink.
I sat down on the bench and picked up Darian's sweat-
soaked white socks. This was where the real smell was
coming from. They had been locked into her expensive
runners all afternoon, and wreaked of sweaty feet. They
were a little dirty on the bottoms, and were still warm
from the heat of the young girl's body.
I couldn't take it anymore. I looked up and still heard
Darian in the steam room. I unzipped my shorts and let
my hard cock spring free. I held one of the fourteen
year-old's stinky socks to my face and inhaled while I
slowly stroked my cock with the silky soft panties.
Darian's smell was everywhere around me, the stench of
a healthy young girl just entering womanhood; her sweat
and heat hung in the air heavily, surrounding me as I
began jerking off with her underwear. "Well, what have
we here?"
I froze as I heard Darian's quiet voice in my ear,
mocking. Darian was standing there nude, with a towel
wrapped around her body. Her golden skin was beaded
with sweat from the sauna, her blonde hair up in a
loose bun, stray strands clinging to her slick neck and
moist back.
My cock was so stiff and hard, the underwear still
draped around it. Only problem was, I had no idea how
to get my ass out of this one. I'd be lucky to stay out
of jail, let alone keep my job.
"You're such a perv, Tony," Darian giggled
mischievously. "I didn't know you were into that type
of stuff. Boy, Daddy would really be pissed if he knew
your were sniffing my underwear!"
I couldn't even speak, I was scared stiff. My dick
started to sink as I tried to think a way out of this
mess. Darian was grinning a little as she walked over
to me, then stretched her leg out and ran the tip of
her foot up my bare thigh, brushing her delicate little
toes closer and closer to my groin.
It was like a bolt of lightning straight into my
crotch. My dick sprang up again, throbbing, as the cute
fourteen year-old teased me. She was standing right in
front of me, all I could see, her presence so
intoxicating...I could sense the sour smell of her
body, the heat in the change-room wafting her womanly
odor all around me. Darian was grinning seductively,
rubbing her warm foot up and down my leg.
"I guess I'm in charge now, huh Tony? You better do
everything I tell you to, or I'll have Daddy fire you!"
She had an evil look in her eyes, sneering at me,
gesturing for me to kneel in front of her. I did too. I
didn't know what else to do. This snotty rich bitch had
me by the balls, literally.
"You like my socks so much, why don't you sniff my
stinky feet," she purred, holding her tanned foot to my
face, pushing her toes up against my nose, making me
inhale the scent of her smelly toes.
I inhaled deeply, stroking my cock as I sucked her
toes, savoring the total feeling of submission to a
girl much younger than me.
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