Remembering... ( by request.... part3...)
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The last weekend of my junior year summer was the best. My dad and brothers were spending friday evening headed to spend the weekend out wheeling and my younger sisters were are a sleepover at one of their cousins. It was just me and mom and she asked my to invite some cousins over for a movie night. There was only one person I wanted to invite. I called Em and she came over for dinner again. We hadn't spent much time since the last movie night since summer gets busy with family events, campouts, trips etc.. We hadn't talked about what we did or spent more than a few minutes together alone since.
We all 3 had dinner and made small talk and Em, without a hint of what she was doing showing on her face: started touching my foot with her foot. She started pulling down the top of my sock with her toes and just playing footsie like she wasn't even thinking about it. I could tell she was doing her very best to keep a devilish grim from coming out. We all finsihed dinner and got tings cleaned up. She wouldn't make eye contact and I could tell she was playing a game now.
Mom said she was tired and was just going to watch tv in her room a bit and we could watch whatever we wanted. Any other night and we would have waited until mom was asleep and fired up Em's family's netflix account and watched Stranger Things. She said I'll go change and she grabbed her gym bag and headed to the guest room to change. I bolted for my room and got on some comfy plaid, loose flannel boy boxers like I always wear for pajamas, threadbare tshirt and the pink knee highs with white stripes she got me at walmart.
They were rolled up in a corner of my sock drawer with the other ones she got m, and never worn since that day. The ones she got me were just there waiting for their chance to be seen by her, on me. I never wore any of them until that night.
I went to the living room and sat on the couch and i could hear her still getting ready. I sat in the middle of the couch so she would have to sit right by me if she sat on the same couch. I knew she would. I had the cuddle blankets ready on the foot stool and fired up the TV and a Friends episode while I waited. If mom came down she wouldn't care about us watching friends. I heard Em turn of the guest room light, close the door and she walked in and stopped barely to the living room. She leaned on the entry way wearing a long tshirt, gray cutoff short sweatpants and those little.black.socks. Her skin still just perfect with the dim TV glow on her. She smiled when she saw me taking her in head to toe. She waved me back toward the guest room with a turn of her head. She pointed at the blankets and waved me over again. Holy crap, she was flat out inviting me to the guest room. I felt on fire and wobbly already when I got the blankets. I turned off the TV and headed toward her.
She didn't go to the guest room but to past it to the family room which was half the size of the living room. It only had two love seats and a Lazyboy. She said let's watch in here. Didn't matter to me, I would be cuddled up with her on one of these love seats and feeling her warmth and skin and socks… I grabbed the TV remote for that room and went to sit on one of the love seats and she sat on the other, raising an eyebrow. I went and sat by her but it didn't have the best TV viewing angle. She said "better spot right?" I didn't get it. She could tell and said "listen". Nothing. then I realized from here we could see and hear if anyone was coming into the house from any of the doors. They would have to also go through the living room alerting us with their noise long enough for us to know well before anyone got to the family room. She was thinking waaaay ahead of me. I realized she probably had this planned for a while and I felt something else new at that moment: Being a priority. Plus I realized I had been on her mind a lot too. I've never really felt like I was someone's focus.
She said my feet looked cold wearing just shorts and socks and she plopped down sideways on the love seat with her knees bent to her chest and toes settling down between the cushions. She said "mine are cold too." It was easily still 80 outside and nice and comfy inside, no one was cold. I turned on the TV and sat in the love seat right by her feet and I said we can get them warmed up. We arranged the little pillows and a couple of blankets and got all cozy to watch TV. She took the remote and turned it to near silent with Friends reruns on.
I was sort of waiting for her to put her feet in my lap and so I could warm them up but right away she said c'mere… she was reaching under the covers down the top of my thigh which lit me up. She reached down the inside of my thigh and pulled it towards her, not to get my legs open but to spin me towards her face-to-face, so I did. We were face to face still with covers and she gently pulled my feet a towards her. She put them so one of my feet was between her feet, and her foot between mine… she started slowly rubbing my feet with hers in her little black socks…
She said i've seen you watching me and everyone else's socks.. for like a year. You try not to get noticed, but I noticed. I noticed you looking at mine a lot when we change.
I wasn't emberassed about what I thought we might be doing tonight, but I got emberassed about what she just told me. Bad. I said I'm sorry, I don't know.. and she cut me off. She said its fine, in fact I like it when you look at mine. Didn't you notice I would make sure you could see me when I changed them? I said I didn't notice it was on purpose but I asked: why? She said it was cute, adorable, and made her feel like she wasn't just one of the crowd. She said "it's not like the boys who constantly stare at and make remarks about the rest of my body and the girls who talk trash about me becuase of it. It was like we had a little secret going." She said it was different because it wasn't someting that everyone could see or wanted to see. We had a secret thing going. Then she said she started loving girl's socks too. She said she caught my bug and loved them too.
Em has very dark brown eyes. In this dim light even darker. They were just saying everything too. So dark, really black in this dim light, gorgeous and pulling me in. I could not look away. I had never thought about kissing her but at that moment as close as we were, if she had made the slightest move to do so I would have grabbed her and kissed her like my life depended on it. She didn't though. She reached up and ran her fingers through the side of my hair then leaned back against the pillow on the arm of the love seat. As she did, she ran her hand down my calf to the back of my foot which was even a little further between her legs now. As she lounged back, her knees spread a little.. she pulled my foot right up to her shorts, lifted her bottom a bit and pulled my toes and foot right under her and she settled right down on it. I was petrified. She moved and shifted and got so snug in there that I could feel everything even through her shorts. She pushed herself right up against the front of my shin and held it tight against her and her hips rocked a couple times and she shivered HARD like she was freezing, I know what happened and I was floored. I was amazed she could finish from ME, and so fast. It usually took me a while to get things going myself and finish, and I never shook quite as much as she just did.
I still didn't know what to do as she just held my foot against her without moving. She was so warm. I could even feel it through my knee high. I pushed onto her and moved a little, I wanted to rub her and the moment I did she shook just as hard and finished again! She squeezed her knees tight holding mine and I could feel her moving and pushing and trying to get all as much what she had of me down there, into her. Her shorts and panties were being tested and I could feel her really pushing me into her. She had a death grip on the back of my ankle and was just rubbing herself up and down and in best she could with bottoms on. I was still petrified but insanely hot and she relaxed after a few more minutes of this and I had also leaned back on the other arm of the loveseat, my eyes closed like hers just enjoying the feeling of her smooth legs squeezing and touching mine, her warmth and the softest parts her even if it was just with my feet.
After a few minutes of that she relaxed and was just tracing my leg with her hand. I could not believe I was just with a girl that finished because of me, with me, with our sock secret in the open between us. I felt for the first time like I was the actual center of someone's world . We didn't need to say anything. I was so glad we did this and got some acknowledgement that what we both felt about our sock fetish was wonderful. I wasn't thinking about anything else, anyone else, what to do next, what to say, we were just there with each other and how she felt still touching me was divine.
I wanted to sit up and go over and pull her to me and kiss her and taste her lips and I was about to when I felt her sliding a foot between my legs. I should have expected that but I was not thinking at all. I relaxed my knees open a litle more like an invitation. She traced her black sock'd toes right to the edge of my boxers, then under them and up my boxers, over my panties and with her toes was tracing around me gently with her amazing litle.black.sock. She was tracing little circles around it and when I couldnt resist I tried to push into her foot but she would pull it back teasing me! She knew I wanted to feel her on me and she just kept teasing me like that for a few minutes. She lightly traced over me and I didn't try to push into her after a few times… she ws teasing me and she knew it! She kept just barely touching it and she knew exactly how to do it. Had that touch been anywhere else on me I wouldn't have felt it but I was so hot, wet, and sensetive at that point I could have felt the lightest feather down there. I was rolling and sliding in my panties and if I was doing this myself I would have finished a long time ago. Then she did it. Like she knew the perfect moment. She put the arch of her little black sock right onto me and I clenched my legs around her leg, pushed into that amazing arch and it was like the world let go. My leg muscles shook, I shook, everything down there shook. My pussy wanted to let go and feel it all with her socks all at once and it did. She kept rolling her foot against me and I grabbed her foot and feeling that sock I came again in no time. She would rub all around and the whole time still over my panties… we never actually touched each other. For a few minutes she kept rubbing me like that while I kept guiding her foot and toes all over. I thought about just pulling my panties aside and grinding on her and I came again just thinking about it.
We stayed like that holding each others feet down there until the world stopped tipping. She said "that was my first time." I said me too.. Ive never had sex with anyone either. She said "we didnt have sex… I mean that was my first time finishing… !". I said "wow.. I am glad it was with me.". I couldn't imagine how she couldn't finish before.. If I was as adorable and cute as she was Id'v been all over myself all the time. I felt so connected and part of her once she told me that. My first and every other time was alone, usually in shame. I knew it would all be different for us now and it was. It was like we were both above the crowd. We sat up and put ourselves back together under the blankets and cuddled up so close and started to drift off. Something on the tv woke me back up and I said I needed to change and she said yes, let's.
I assumed she meant let's both go change but she followed my into the bathroom and turned out the lights. There was still a teeny led light in the outlet that was never enough to see hardly anything. She switched on the shower fan and I could hear her clothes landing on the floor. I did the same and fumbled over to the shower while she had her hands on my waist to be led there too. She pulled my shirt off and the rest of my clothes went to the floor too. It was so dark we couldn't see anything. I adjusted the water to get really warm and stepped in with her right behind me. I knew where everything was and took her hand and put some body wash in it and into mine. We got suds'd up and cleaned up. We didnt touch each other at all except by accident trying to share the shower spray to get rinsed off. We got all rinsed off and I was facing away from the shower head knowing she was right in front of me but I couldn't see her. She backed up against me and took my hands around her tummy, held them there and leaned her head back onto my shoulder. We just stood there loving the water over us and once the water started cooling we knew it was time and we needed to get dressed. She found the towels on the rack and gave me one. She wrapped hers aroud her, darted over to the guest room and got fresh jammies on. I did the same and after a few minutes we both came back to the main living room and sat down with each other on the big couch, and we laid down with each other cuddled under blankets wathing tv for a little while and fell asleep under those blankets. We slept on the huge comfy couch all night inseperable. We whispered our good mornings well before mom would have been up. We talked about what we did and came to the agreement we didn't actually have sex since we had our pants on and didn't touch under our panties or go inside. She asked what we call what we did, are we lesbians? I said no, I don't think so. She said its probably just an amazing one-time thing. I said probably?
After that we sort of went back to just being cousins but we ALWAYS smirked and winked and each other all the time. Anytime we we were in the same place she would always show off whatever socks she ws wearing with a wink and I did the same. I still always love cute socks and have an extremely strong sock fetish, but can't imagine being with anyone else like with Em. She got engaged to her boyfriend later that year, and I got a boyfriend around the same time, but I haven't told him about Em. She got married. I loved my boyfriend and loved being with him. We haven't had sex and I'm glad. Even though Im no longer considered part of the LDS \ Mormon church, I'm glad I waited with him. Even without all the church crap I was no longer a part of, I still want to save that for whoever I marry. Now that he's dumped me over all this tumbler stuff and finding about Em I am glad I can still give that to someone else someday and didn't waste it on him. Em told me she told her husband about us and he sort of likes it. He catches me looking at cute socks when we get together and gives me a little wink and teases me sometimes. They are super cute and adorable. He jokes with us like when he comes into a room he knows we are in, will say stuff like "I'm coming in, everyone get your pants back on!" and stuff like that. He's a super cool dude. They both don't care about my tumblr and ask me how it is going. I say good, not many creeps. They both actually support it even if to just spite the rest of the family that has cut me out of their life because of it. My therapist says the ones who cut me out are the losers… but think of your friends and family that stayed with you bringing higher value to your life. If you had a dollar's worth of friends and family, would you want 100 low-value pennies or four quarters? Of course I said 4 quarters. I'll only be keeping the quarters in my life going forward.
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