Savannah's Hypnotic socks

Part 6

Chapter 8

when Roxanne woke up she was shocked seeing all those intimates hanging in her room, but she quickly remembered how and why they had ended up there, a thought that made her groan instantly. Just like last morning her face smelled like her roommates' feet, stronger this time but the most disturbing thing was how she could still taste Savannahs pussy. The smell of feet had been a constant for what seemed like so long that she didn't really care much anymore, sure she would have rather had it differently, but the pussy breath was way more horrifying. It almost seemed silly now that she had complained about morning breath in the past.

With a sigh she got up crouching under the numerous tights legs that hung from her ceiling to make her way to the bathroom. Her morning showers had become the height of her day recently, they were about the only times left where she got to feel completely clean. Sure, out of bed with fresh tights or socks savannah's feet didn't smell, not really but having to press her face against them and not being able to wash still made her feel dirty and gross. At least she didn't have to walk around smelling like feet among her friends and classmates, Roxanne thought as she brushed her teeth and even her tongue.

Finally clean she went back to her room to pick her outfit for the day, nearly impossible due to all the black girls intimates hanging around. So first she decided to take those down and fold them. She blushed as she was handling the girls intimates once again. Done folding she layed down the intimates in three neat piles beside Savannah's door before returning to her dresser. Today she opted for a pair of sheer black pantyhose paired with daisy dukes and a white crop top, all dressed up she went to prepare breakfast.

Once again Savannah didn't show, at least she had stopped waking up early which gave her some peace in the mornings. It was only a small consolation though because Roxanne realised she would have to wake the girl to ask permission to kiss her feet. The thought alone made stomach knot. It somehow felt way worse to have to go about it like this, it really made her seem like an insatiable pervert she thought grimly. After yesterdays mistake and the consequences that followed however she was not about to fuck up again. What if someone did see or recognise her this time? Sure, waking Savannah and sneaking in her room to kiss her feet was bad but doing it in the school's public restroom was way worse.

As her breakfast came to end she knew she could no longer postpone the inevitable and so she reluctantly approached Savannah's door giving it a gentle knock. "eeeeeeuuuh what?!" came an annoyed groggy answer from behind the door instantly making Roxanne anxious.

"It's me, Roxanne. I have to leave for class and I was wondering if I could give you your morning and goodbye kisses now?" Roxanne clarified with a blush embarrassed that she literally had to ask to be allowed to kiss her roommates' feet.

"Oh yeah Roxy, sure come on in, come get your kisses you little perv. You'll have to get underneath the covers though because I hate for my feet to het cold, but surely that is no problem for you. Afterall we both know you would love to really get underneath my covers." Savannah laughed seemingly instantly cheering up as she heard who was at her door and why.

Roxanne sighed as she gently opened the door to her roommates' room which reeked of sex. She had had no one over so that only could mean one thing... Roxanne's thoughts wandered but she quickly shook it off not even wanting to think about it as she made her way to the foot of her roommate's bed in the dark. It took a while but eventually she knelt down at the foot of Savannahs bed. Lifting the cover slightly she was instantly greeted by a fishy musk scent, the same one she had tasted all night. She tried not to think about it as she moved her face around in the warm space until she found savannah soles, bare soles at that. The skin on them felt rather rough and she only now realised that after all these kisses she hadn't yet kissed Savannahs bare feet. Not up until now at least. Once she found them she went through the by now almost automatic motion of making out passionately with each sole in turn. She knew it was fake passion and yet she couldn't help but wonder if it was actually still fake? No, she didn't like this and that was finally. She thought as she finished making out giving two compliments and getting up.