You know they say that your past has a habit if catching up with you? Well, it couldn’t be truer for me. My name is Jason, let me tell you about it…
About five years ago I was in a relationship with a girl called Amanda. So far so normal, right? But it wasn’t just any relationship, she was my first girlfriend and she was also a few years older than me. To be honest I wasn’t really what you’d call ‘a catch’ back then. I was tubby and awkward, my hair was a mess and I had zero ‘game’.
Luckily for me, I met Amanda through work and she took a bit of a shine to me for some reason. We ended up talking at lunch and eventually after a lot of prompting and flirting from her I summoned the courage to ask her out. After that we dated for eighteen months or so. I lost my virginity to her, but after a few months things started to change.
She seemed to lose interest in sex with me, but she still loved it when I went down on her… so over time our sex life just kind of evolved until it mainly consisted of me eating her pussy and then her jerking me off. Eventually even that dried up and I ended up jerking myself off after I made her cum.
It sounds odd now, when I say it out loud, but it was so gradual, so organic that it seemed almost normal at the time.
Eventually it got so that I couldn’t remember the last time she’d even jerked me off and she only kissed me when she wanted me to use my tongue on her. Also, she started covering herself up in bed, like when I went down on her she’d wear a baggy T-shirt and tell me to cum on her feet.
Amanda had pretty feet and I didn’t mind cumming on them, in fact it was quite sexy, but it got so that the only place I was ‘allowed’ to cum was on her feet and then one day, after I’d spunked over them, she told me to clean her feet with my tongue. I refused at first, but Amanda persisted and promised me that if I licked her feet clean she would let me fuck her again. So after some hesitation I reluctantly did as she asked.
