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Hi, all you feet lovers. I’ve been reading stories on this site for a while but never wrote anything. I finally decided to write something, so tell me if you guys like it. It’s a true story.
Last weekend I went up to Montreal from Ottawa with some friends of mine. We went to a rave party that was being held in a large park. There were around 7,000 people there, so I knew that there would be at least 3,000 women. I’ve had a foot fetish since the day I was born, so I knew with at least 3,000 women there I would enjoy myself.
We got there around 2:00 am and it was freezing. The first couple of hours I missed many opportunities due to the fact my friends were around me and most of the women were wearing sneakers (which I hate). I didn’t want to waste my time with women who were in sneakers or boots, I just love women bare or in high heels.
To make a long story short, at around 8:00 am my luck changed when God sent me a message. I saw this goddess walking towards me in 5″ or 6″ high heels sandals, with a thin ankle strap. Her toes were perfect in every way, she had all the right arches, and her heel looked so clean and soft. The space between her ankle and heel was very narrow, not bulky (which I liked). She had a beautiful face, shoulder length dark brown hair, and a body to die for. She could have been 5’8″ and around 115 lbs. Oh, and she was probably around 20 years old.
I was sitting under a tree to get some shade from the upcoming sun, and I believed that was the same reason she was coming towards me. She stopped about 2 feet from me and began dancing. I was drinking a coke in a can, and she suddenly knocked it down with her moving heel. I was about to pick it up since I was very thirsty, but in a flash, her heel came rushing down and blew the can up. She stepped right on the middle of the can and the pressure of the impact forced the coke inside the can to spray in all directions. She didn’t even look down, and that turned me on so much that she didn’t even bother to see what she just blew up. She just kept dancing and flattened the can to a pile of junk. My heart began skipping 3 beats out of 5, and I had to control my breathing. I couldn’t believe that this beautiful girl in sexy high heels was destroying a coke can I was just drinking from.
Then when the can was as flat as a sheet of paper her sole knocked it away while she was dancing. I instantly put my hand on the floor and she was about a foot from my body, so my hand was just beneath her feet. Before I could even think her right heel came charging down on both my middle and index fingers. The pain was harsh and sudden but it felt so good. She just began to dance all over my fingers, cracking a few and even stepped on my wrist once. She moved a little forward when she crushed my wrist though, maybe she felt unbalanced. At that point, she began to crush my nails with her heels and my knuckles. It felt so good due to the fact that she was dancing on my hand as if she was dancing on the grass, and that turned me on so much. I was breathing so hard and my cock was rock hard.
After about 30 minutes of her cracking and crushing my fingers and hand into the ground I drew my hand back. I then decided to drop a banana I had saved to eat later on during the day. The banana was hard since it wasn’t ripe yet, but I knew it would be a great crush to witness 2 feet away from me. I dropped the banana between her feet, but she kept missing it by an inch, or a millimeter. She even bumped it around a little, but then moved up a step. I was very disappointed, but the DJ playing threw in a hard pumping beat that made the goddess standing next to me begin to jump up and down. Then in an instant, her left heel landed on the left end of the banana and just BLEW it up!!!
After a few seconds her right sole stepped on the right end of the banana and flattened it, but she just kept on dancing. She kept crushing the banana to goo, and when she was done dancing I don’t think my cock could have gotten any harder. As she was walking away her heels were digging into the moist ground and grass, and I saw that there was dried up coke and banana slim all over her heels and her pretty toes. I finally got up to find my friends and partied on till 12:00 Pm. As we were leaving my friends asked me if I had a good time and I was like, “oh yeah, I had the time of my life.”
Hope you guys liked it, I know I did. 🙂
I had a similar experience I was cutting up an old rug to make door mats for a lady I used a square to do a good job, but it kept sliding, so I asked her if she would stand on it, she said where and I said where my hands were, she stood right on my hands that I couldn’t move, I thought she was being funny but every time I made a cut probably about 28 to30 cuts she would stand on my hands, when I was finished I asked her if she would walk on me , she said NO broke my heart I thought for sure she was into trampling on guys.