Samara's Scent (Foot Story) Part 1

Chapter 1 - Picking Up The Pieces

This summer was rough, and by rough i meant a total shitshow! I finished my first year of college and was hoping to spend the summer at home, relaxing, but things between my parents had completely imploded. Every single day there was constant fights, on a level where the neighbors were often calling the police. I spent most days away at friends places trying to avoid the chaotic fighting. It wasn’t long before my Mom met a new guy and the divorce papers were signed. Before the summer was done she had moved away with the new guy, across the country to Florida. 

My dad met a new woman as well, and before the summer was over the two of them were married. It was a small wedding and just for their close friends so I stayed at a friend Luke’s place. Come to think of it I had been at his place almost the entire summer. I had been close friends with him since we were kids and was practically family, so his parents didn’t mind one bit. 

School started in a few days so I had to get ready, and that meant going home to collect my things. I had brought most of my clothes to Luke’s place, but my dad sold the old house, and today was the last day we had ownership. Standing in the middle of the empty house felt very surreal, I hadn't really stopped to think about what was happening and the aftermath was finally settling in. I walked up to my room and opened the door. All the furniture had been moved. My belongings were all on the floor in bags with labels. Clothes, Winter, Summer, School, For Charity.

I spent a little bit organizing all my stuff, and leaving a ton of old things that I hadn't used / worn in years to donate for charity, before calling the cab. I hadn’t even seen my dad’s new place. All I knew was that it was walking distance from my college.

I jumped in the cab and gave him the address, 473 rouster st. 

On the way over I stared out the window, just sort of thinking. I hadn’t met my dad’s new wife, or I guess, my step mom now? And he told me she had a kid my age but I never really listened or gave it much thought, I hope the guy was easy to get along with. I was trying to ignore everything and just focus on my own life. I was actually planning on moving in with a friend but my dad insisted I live at his place to save some cash.

The taxi pulled up in front of the place, it was really nice two story brownstone, right across the street from a park, and literally a 7 minute walk from my college campus. I paid the driver and grabbed my bags before jumping out. 

I walked to the door and dropped my stuff at the doorstep before knocking. Before I could finish the door popped open and a curvy, very cheerful looking woman appeared! She was wearing yoga pants and a light sweater that fit her curves very nicely. She had a very kind smile and big green eyes and long brown hair. 

“You must be Ryan!” she said before stepping forward and forcefully hugging me! I blushed and tried to escape her grasp while laughing awkwardly!

“Nice to meet you too!”

She let go and stepped back!

“I’m Clarissa, come in, come in!” she stepped back while bending down and grabbing one of my bags which I quickly took from her, trying not to be a bother.

“ALBERT, LOOK WHO'S HERE” she called out as my dad appeared from around the corner from the kitchen.

He rushed over and also gave me an unwanted hug that i tried to escape.

“Are you hungry? We’re just about to eat?” He asked as Clarissa walked away to the kitchen

“Yea i'm pretty hungry actually”

“Perfect! Go toss your stuff upstairs and then come down!” my dad began walking back to the kitchen before turning back abruptly

“Oh and say hello to Ashley when your up there, she's having a rough day!”

I stopped dead in my tracks at the bottom of the stairs

“Samara?” I asked

“Yea, i told you, she’s Clarissa’s daughter, she's starting at your college next week in the fashion program.” my dad walked over and brought his voice down to a whisper.

“She broke up with her boyfriend a few days ago and has been kind of a handful. We were hoping you could show her around campus and help her make some new friends.”

“That’s not how it works dad, i can show her around i guess? But”

“Perfect!” he interrupted me and began heading back to the kitchen.

“Your room is the one on the left, it’s right across from hers, go say hello” he said before disappearing to the kitchen.

I started walking up the stairs, as I reached the top I could immediately hear Arianna grande playing loud. I turned and began walking down the hallway until the music reached a blaring level. I looked at the closed door and then across from it to the half empty room waiting for me. I looked back and forth for a few seconds before turning to the girls door and knocking quietly. I really didn’t want to be a tour guide for some young kid, especially an emotional girl who just broke up with her boyfriend! That was honestly the last thing I needed to start the college year. I got a bit frustrated and knocked again, louder and more abruptly this time.

I heard loud footsteps as the door ripped open!

“WHAT MOM!?” she screamed before stopping frozen in her tracks, clearly shocked to see me.

I stepped back a bit and stumbled on my words! She was fucking gorgeous! Tall and thin, with long brown hair up in a ball with a scrunchie. She had on a tight white tank top that struggled to keep her breasts inside, and a tight pair of gray yoga pants.

“Hey… ummm… lunch is ready…” I said before grabbing my stuff and blushing, rushing to my room and closing the door. 

As soon as I closed it i leaned against the door and banged the back of my head against it…

“What the fuck was that? Lunch is ready?” I said out loud to myself before there was a knock on my door.

I leaned off the door and stepped back. My heart racing… I took a deep breath and grabbed the handle slowly opening it. She stood there looking up at me and smiling.

“Im SO SORRY, i thought you were my mom, shes been on my ass like ALL FUCKING DAY! I didn’t mean to snap at you like that! Ryan right? I’m Samara!” she said with a smile.

“It’s okay, sorry for being so weird” I said while holding out my hand to shake hers.

She looked down at my hand and laughed before jumping in and hugging me! She was so warm and her breasts were so soft! I immediately got hard as they pressed against my chest and jiggled around. I could smell her raspberry body lotion and the freshly shampooed hair. I held back a moan as she stepped back and began walking back to her room. I had to pry my eyes away from her tight ass that jiggled a tiny bit in her tight leggings. I looked away just in time as she glanced back and smiled, kicking her door closed lightly with her bare foot.

I closed my bedroom door and took a deep breath

“Holy shit”

Chapter 2 - Samara’s Secret

I put my stuff away as i tried to compose myself. I had been an only child my entire life, and now I have a younger sister! And not just any sister! She was 10/10.. No forget that! A 15/10. I started to think about some really inappropriate thoughts and instantly felt like a pervert! Our parents were fucking! That would be so wrong! I couldn’t. I put on some music to drown out her pop music and put my stuff away before heading down for lunch.

My Dad and Clarissa had the table set for four and the kitchen smelled amazing. I had been eating fast food most of the summer, not that Luke's family didn’t cook, but we were hardly there at night. I sat down and joined the two of them as they passed a few dishes around. Samara came running down and popped around the corner, I had to keep my jaw from dropping and covered my mouth. She had done her hair and put on makeup, she also put on a nicer shirt that had a long neck letting one shoulder hand exposed. She looked incredible! Her mom looked up and laughed!

“Well someone's feeling better! What’s the occasion for dressing up!?”

Samara blushed and sat quickly!

“Shut up, i always dress like this mom!” she replied in a bratty tone!

“I think you look nice! Take a lesson from her and go put on a button up! NOW” my dad yelled at me jokingly, trying to break the tension for his step daughter and take the attention away from her. 

I tried not to stare at her as i moved the food around my plate with my fork. I lifted it up and dropped it accidentally to my lap as it bounced to the floor.

“Shit! Sorry!” I said out loud as I leaned down under the table to grab it. 

As soon as i did my eyes locked onto Samara’s feet. She was barefoot, and I hadn't noticed until this exact moment. They were perfect. Long slender and pale, but perfectly shaped, her arches were defined and smooth. Her toes were all painted dark pink and the skin on her toes were a bit shiny showing the sweat. She sat cross legged and her soles were scrunched up under her legs. I drooled a bit and moved up quick hitting my head on the underside of the table hard!

I pulled my head out from under the table and rubbed the back of my head.

“Are you okay?” Clarissa asked!

“He’s fine, he takes shots like that to the head all the time! He used to be a hockey player!” my dad said while chewing on some food!

“I still play hockey!” I said a bit defensively

“Not as much since you took up professional weed smoking!” my dad joked as Samara laughed.

“Speaking of which! None of that in the house okay!” Clarissa said while eyeing me!

“I won’t i promise, and I don't smoke that much, my dad exaggerates everything!” 

11:30PM

It was quiet now, both my dad and Clarissa were asleep and Samara was out with some of her girlfriends. I saw outside on a bench in front of the house smoking a joint and browsing my phone. It was a hot clammy night and the weather was kinda gross. The air was still and I sweat from just sitting for a few minutes.

I held back for a moment but then gave in, and typed in her name, looking for her social media account. I found it almost instantly. It was a goldmine! She had over 400 pictures all with her and her friends! She was always drinking and scantily dressed for any occasion she could find. A car pulled up in front of the house and parked as Samara jumped out and waved to her friends!

“See ya! Call me tomorrow! Byeee!” her girlfriend sped off down the street as she walked right towards me! She was wearing tight jeans, the same shirt as before, and a pair of slip on toms shoes. She smiled at me and walked right over sitting down and crossing one leg over the other!

“You gonna share?” she asked with a smile as I passed her the joint and stuffed my phone into my pocket.

“How was your night?”

“Ugh, me and my friends spent the night shit talking Danny, my ex, we just broke up! GOD HE'S A DICK!” she said loud enough to wake the neighbors!

“Yea i heard about that from my dad, sorry about all that”

“It’s not your fault!” she said while punching my shoulder lightly!

She kicked off her toms and took a long drag of the join before leaning back on the bench seat. I watched her feet, hypnotized by them. I could see the outlines of the shoe on her skin, she was barefoot in them. She flexed her sole and turned it sideways a bit and the bottom was dirty and sweaty. Even from a few feet away I was hit by the odor, it was powerful and sweaty with a sharp vinegar odor. Samara began to laugh and crossed her foot over away from me on her other leg.

“Sorry, my feet stink sometimes!” she laughed and passed the joint back

“I blushed and crossed one leg over the other hiding my erection and laughed

“I didn’t notice!” I said with a smile

“YES YOU DID!” she yelled with a giggle!

“I saw you sniffing the air! She flexed her toes and held her foot up! My feet always smell, ever since I was a kid, and these toms are like, one of my smelliest shoes! Danny always complained about them! My friend Tanya said we should break into his car and leave my gym shoes in there all night! He would never get that smell out!” she laughed and talked loud

“Haha uhmm,, i guess that’s a good idea?” I replied, not sure what to say really.

We smoked a bit more and things got quiet..

“My dad asked me to show you around campus, but i get it if you just want to do your own thing!”

“Are you kidding, no way, you seem cool enough, plus none of my friends got into college, my mom hates my friends, but yea! Anyways! That would be cool!” she got up and slipped on her shoes.

“I’m heading to bed, it was nice chatting with you! Im glad your not some gross pervert who a total creep!”

I blushed and looked away

She opened the door and leaned out

“Goodnight”

Five minutes later I slipped inside and locked the door. It was late and I was tired. The house was dark and quiet. I slipped off my shoes and looked down… there they were… the toms flats. I looked around and it was dead quiet. I leaned down, my hand shaking as I took the left shoe and lifted it to my face. I could feel the heat from a foot away. The inside had a dark imprint of her long slender foot from years of accumulated sweat and dirt. I pressed my nose to it and sniffed deep, my body almost collapsed. My legs went limp as I leaned back against the door in a state of euphoria, it was so hot, almost burning, I could practically imagine the fumes. I sniffed harder and pressed my nose into it, touching the sole. I felt a tiny bit of liquid on the tip of my nose and almost gagged on the overwhelming odor. Pulling it away from my face I reached in and pressed the sole with my fingers hard, it was so wet, almost like it was just dipped in hot water. It was unbelievable. 

I reached down into my pants and began massaging my dick while holding her shoe to my face and sniffing deeply, I could literally cum right now but held back to enjoy the moment. The floor creaked as I dropped the shoe and looked up. Samara was walking around the corner from the darkness of the kitchen with a mug of tea in her hand. Her eyes were red and she smiled when she saw me.  Blushed and reached down, untying my shoes as my heart raced… did she see me? Oh god.. Fuck … I watched out of the corner of my eye as she walked upstairs and disappeared into her room quietly. Did she see me? No.. she would have said something… forsure… fuck.. I have to be careful, my heart raced as I slowly composed myself. 

I slipped off my shoes and headed to bed. After washing up and getting into my bed I pulled out my phone and looked over her photos again. Desperately searching for a picture with her sole exposed. I scrolled down and down until I hit a section where she was at the cottage with friends! I found one of her with her in a red bikini top and jeans with her legs up on a foot rest! Her perfect soles facing the camera as her toes curled a bit! I reached down and began to stroke my dick while starring. My phone began to slip from my hand as I grabbed it quick and accidentally liked her picture! 

“SHIT” I said out loud as I quickly double tapped and unliked it. 

My boner began to go away as I put my phone down and banged my head!

“Stop doing stupid shit!” I said to myself quietly

A second later my phone vibrated..

Well look who it is…

Creeping my instagram at 12:30 at night? Hmm?

I guess i spoke to soon earlier, maybe you are a creep.

Lol sorry 

I was just about to add you!

I liked that by accident

I typed back quick with My heart racing, did i just fuck this up! On the first day! Seriously!

You received a photo

An img. file came through with an automated message as I quickly opened it. She took a picture, right now.. And it.. Was of her feet! Just the tops but still… they were perfect. My hands were shaking as I held my phone.

Come to my room and say sorry like a man!

Then MAYBE.. I’ll accept your apology

I read the message maybe 14 times. Making sure I was reading it right. Come to her room? I got up, and slipped on some pajama pants and a white t shirt. I had to tuck my dick up in the waistband to keep it from showing how aroused I was. I quietly opened my door and walked to hers, knocking very softly. 

“Come in” she practically whispered but i could hear perfectly.

I walked in, and almost collapsed at the door. Her room was dark with just her bedside lamp on. It was messy, clothes everywhere like she had been there years even though they just moved in. she lay on her bed with her legs stretched out and her soles facing me, she was in her underwear with only a white plain shirt on and an open book on her lap. 

I slowly closed her door and was about to speak, trying to muster out some sort of apology but she interrupted me right away and snapped her fingers!

“On your hands and knees, so i know your apology is sincere!” she smiled and laughed

I blushed and got to my knees, leaning down awkwardly as my dick slipped out from my waistband and poked into my pants. 

“Im sorry for creeping your instagram, i'm really sorry, but honestly, I was just about to add you before bed” I apologized quietly and waited as she sat in silence for a few seconds

“Annnd?”

“And what?” I asked

“What about the other apology?” she asked in a coy tone

“For what?” I said in a confused manner

“Sniffing my shoes?” 

My heart dropped to my stomach and I wanted to puke…

“That’s kinda gross, i mean.. Not usually, because i know a foot fetish is a pretty popular thing, but my shoes? After a long night in them without showering? That’s kinda gross, and an invasion of my privacy and personal body! So i would like an apology for your pervasive actions!” she said with dominant undertone

I looked up and she was slowly shaking her bare sole back and forth in front of my face.

“Samara, i’m so sorry, please, don’t tell anyone, i'm really embarrassed about my fetish, i'm so sorry, i shouldn’t have touched your shoes, or invaded your personal space. I was wrong and I was being a pervert! Your right, and i'm sorry! Please forgive me “I held my head to the floor almost at the verge of tears.

“Hmmm  you may rise!” she said while laughing a little.

I started to get up and she pushed me back down

“To your knees! Not your feet! Listen better!” she laughed and crossed her legs over one another. 

I kneeled by the side of her bed as she looked at me for a few seconds and smiled. She got up, turning away from me and sitting with her back turned for a moment and rummaging around her back. I stared at her plump ass cheeks and her panties digging into her ass crack. Her soles were red and looked so soft, i wanted to crawl forward and kiss them so bad, i literally curled my fingers to the floor to stop myself from reaching up. She turned back to face me and held out a dog collar before leaning in to begin fastening it around my neck.

“From now on! You can be my doggy! You can take care of all my needs, chores, and anything else I want! Because if you don’t… I may forget that your secret is a secret! I have 14k instagram followers, im sure you saw that. And im sure at least some of them attend our school.” she laughed and put the collar around my neck.

“And your going to be really busy, because my mom is serious with chores!” she pulled the collar tight and then laid back against her pillow with her book! I was speechless

“Your first task is to massage my feet! And keep your filthy nose away! I know how bad you want to sniff them!” she laughed and picked up her book as she flexed her toes and then spread them wide. The smell was so strong, I sniffed deep and blushed as she looked over her book and then pinched my nose with her toes!

“I SAID NO SNIFFING” she yelled

There was a creak in the hallway and we both looked at her door with wide eyes of fear. I quickly got down and slid under her bed  on the floor as she leaned back with her book and threw the covers over her legs. The door opened a second later as her mom appears..

“Is someone here?” she asked suspiciously

“No.. sorry i was just reading out loud.. I'll be more quiet, sorry”

Her mom looked around sleepily and then closed the door before walking back to her room.

I crawled out and Samara looked at me with a smile! 

“Go back to bed, but be up early, you have a long day tomorrow lucky!”

“Lucky?” I asked 

“Yup, because that’s what you are! Lucky! To serve me! It’s a good name for a puppy! Now go sleep! Shoo!” she laughed and used her foot to point to the door.

I got back into my bed and slapped myself… was this actually happening.. I got a instagram message.

555-555-5555

Add me in your phone as Princess

Be up for 6:30am