Date: Sat, 24 Aug 2002 20:16:09 -0700 (PDT)
From: Sally 34 <sally34uk@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Scraps

Scraps
by SALLY

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Scraps

It was the first time that Yvonne had been over to
play at Kim's house but she liked the house
immediately; it was bigger than her own and smelled of
soft blankets.  Kim's mom was pretty and friendly and
made her feel very welcome.  The two girls sat side by
side on the sofa grinning at each other excitedly,
waiting for the moment their drinks would be finished
so they could scamper upstairs to play in Kim's room.


A bundle of fur came bouncing into the room.  Scraps
was the family mutt, half Spaniel, half unknown.  His
tail wagged furiously when he saw two potential
playmates on the sofa and he nuzzled up to Kim's bare
leg.

"No Scraps, no!" said Kim sternly, trying to stop him
spilling her drink.

Yvonne just giggled, which made Kim giggle too.

"Watch this Yvonne!" she said and proceeded to take
off one of her school shoes and peel off a white ankle
sock.  Scraps went crazy and started to lick at Kim's
bare foot with his long powerful tongue.

"Yeeuw!" said Yvonne, who didn't have a dog.

Kim giggled with delight at the sensation of Scraps
rasping tongue slobbering on her bare toes.

Kim's mom came back into the room carrying a plate of
cookies but stopped and looked sternly at her
daughter.

"Oh Kim, I TOLD you not to let Scraps lick your feet -
it's disgusting," she said with mock-anger.  Yvonne, I
do apologise for my daughter, I'm sure you were
brought up better."

Good-naturedly she kicked Srcaps away from her
daughter and told him to go out to the kitchen.


When the girls had stuffed themselves with cookies
they ran upstairs as fast as they could to Kim's room.
Warm sunshine filled the room and they flung
themselves on the bed, giggling about nothing.  Yvonne
was fascinated by Kim's room and went around looking
at all the different toys and books that Kim had.  Kim
watched her for a while then pulled out a comic and
started to read.  Yvonne found one and she lay on the
floor beside the bed and read too.


After a while, Kim leaned over the bed and suggested
that they play a game.

"What like?" said Yvonne, who was interested by this
proposal.

"Hmmm, not sure," said Kim.

"I know!" said Yvonne, her blue eyes shining, "Why
don't I pretend to be your dog?"

Kim wasn't sure but agreed anyway.

Yvonne sat up in the position of a begging dog.

"What do I have to do now?" Kim asked her.

"Well," said Yvonne, in between letting her tongue
hang out like a panting dog, "You have to look after
me and tell me what to do."

"Oh, ok," said Kim, gradually getting the hang of the
idea.

She leaned forwarded and patted Yvonne's head.

"Nice doggy, good doggy," she said.  "Hmmm, we'll have
to get you a lead."

She searched in her wardrobe and came back with a thin
leather belt that she placed it around Yvonne's neck.
Kim walked her around the bedroom, Yvonne scampering
after her on all fours and saying, "Woof!"
occaisionally.

"Good dog!" said Kim and she stroked Yvonne's hair.
They both giggled.

"Would you like a treat doggy?" Kim asked.

Yvonne nodded and pretended to wag her tail.

Kim put her other foot on the bed, the one with a shoe
still on, and started to unbuckle it, slowly, all the
while grinning at Yvonne.  Then, when the shoe was
off, she peeled down the her white sock over her
slender ankle and slim foot.  She held the sock to her
nose for a second, wrinkled her nose in mock-disgust
to the delight of her friend then finally flung the
sock away.  Then, cautiously at first, she extended
her bare foot towards Yvonne's upturned face.

Yvonne had stopped acting dog-like during this
procedure.  It had gradually dawned on her what her
friend's idea of a 'doggy treat' was.  Kim's foot was
now inches from her face.  She caught a whiff, not
unpleasant, but decidedly musty.  It was the smell of
a foot that had been inside a cotton sock inside a
leather shoe all day.  As she inspected the foot at
close quarters she could see little grubby marks
between the toes.  Kim was now grinning in a kind of
cruel way, daring her new friend to continue the game.
 Yvonne was not going to chicken out.  She sniffed at
the foot like a dog then stuck out her tongue and
licked the sole from heel to toe with one great slurp.

"Oooooh!" cried Kim, shivering.

Yvonne sensed she now had the upper hand and continued
with more licks until her friend was forced to
withdraw her foot.  The sensations had been too much
for Kim and she had inadvertently lost a trickle of
pee into her panties.  Kim held her foot firmly in her
hands to keep it from Yvonne's mouth, but also to stop
the shiver inducing sensations from seizing her body.

Yvonne was impressed by the effect she had made on her
new friend.

"Your turn!" she said, standing up and taking off the
improvised lead.

Kim played doggy this time and Yvonne was a lot more
imaginative at getting her to do things, like fetch
hangers she threw across the room.  Eventually though,
she got to the part that she had been secretly longing
for.

"Would you like a treat doggy?" she said to Kim in the
same tone Kim had used on her.

Kim nearly wet herself again and pinched her thighs
tight shut. She nodded her head enthusiastically.

Yvonne was feeling deeply excited too.  Both girls
eyes gleamed as they looked at each other.  This was
the most fun she'd ever had; her tummy felt really
strange and she could feel her heart pounding.

"Undo my shoe then doggy!" she said and made Kim undo
the buckle with her teeth.

When the shoe was off she waved her white-socked foot
in Kim's face.

"You want your treat, don't you doggy?" she said,
teasingly.

Kim nodded, her heart also beating madly.

Slowly, oh so slowly, Yvonne peeled down her white
sock over her beautiful, tender foot to reveal it in
all its glory.  Despite her thighs squeezed together,
Kim lost another trickle when she saw revealed, naked,
in front of her face.  It was just a foot, like her
own, yet it seemed to have taken on an erotic
significance all of its own.  She moved forwards.  A
pregnant silence descended on the room as Yvonne held
her foot in shivering anticipation.  Then Kim licked
it with the same loving caresses that Yvonne had
bestowed upon her own foot.  The sensations for both
of them were almost overwhelming.  Kim for the musky
smell of Yvonne's foot and the feel of it on her
tongue and Yvonne for the wet caress of Kim's loving
tongue.  Kim was eager and not only licked the sole
but the sides of her foot too and had started sucking
on her perfect toes when Yvonne too had to withdraw
her foot for fear she would simply pass out with
pleasure.

Both girls knew that something powerful had happened
in that room.  Something that wasn't to be mentioned
to other people, but shared as their binding secret.


Now Yvonne came to play often.  Kim's mother would
prepare their after school snack and as soon as it was
finished they'd dash upstairs and she wouldn't hear
from them until it was time for Yvonne to go home
again.  One day, curious, Kim's mother gently opened
the door of her daughter's bedroom.

Both girls lay, naked, on the bed.  They were head to
toe.  Kim was sucking on Yvonne's toes and Yvonne held
Kim's ankle in her hand as she licked the length of
Kim's foot with her tongue.  The girls had long ago
given up the pretence of playing 'doggy'.  The game
had lasted a while, but as soon as one suggested it
the other would be on her feet undoing her friend's
shoe.  Even the mention of the words 'Let's play
doggies' had them both aroused.  They had never
identified their feelings as sexual, and although the
pleasure travelled all the way up their bodies to
their virgin vaginas, the feelings that washed over
them were so intense they had never pinned it down to
any one spot.

Yvonne had first suggested that "Dog's don't wear
clothes" and Kim had been only to eager to strip in
front of her friend.  They would take turns to strip,
then lately, they had played a game of 'bad dog' where
the other had to take the clothes off the dog.  They
liked that one best.  Naked, with her naked friend
kneeling and worshipping at her feet Yvonne could take
it no more and invited her 'bad dog' up on to the bed.
 Assuming a natural 69 position, the two girls fell
upon each other's perfect feet with their perfect
little mouths and tongues.  They gave each other
pleasure in the way that no one else could for however
long they lived.

Both girls were so lost in each other that they had no
idea the door had opened.  Kim's mother watched them
silently.  She felt the passion in the room and the
total devotion to giving and receiving pleasure that
lay before her on the bed.  It was innocent passion
and Kim's mother felt strangely jealous of her
daughter.  Quietly she closed that door and crept
downstairs.


When it was time to leave.  The girls trooped
downstairs.  Kim's mom was just sitting on the sofa
staring absent-mindedly out of the window.  Her shoes
were off and she was gently rubbing her feet...

THE END

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