mikeyb
01-05-2003, 2:30 PM
I once dated a woman for a year who was soo incredible in soo many ways. We are now split apart for four years, and not a day passes that I do not think of her. Unfortunately I believe she was the right girl at the wrong time, but anyway.....
Blond hair, blue eyes, 5'8", 135lbs, size 8, slighltly muscular build, gorgeous with absolutely the most perfect feet. She was the sweetest girl I have ever dated, but from week one I could tell she was extremely sexually aggressive and open. Within one or two weeks of dating I brought up my trample fetish. She was not at all familiar with, but quite intrigued. Within a month of us dating, she had went to an adult store (without me) to buy videos on the subject to learn more. She also ordered metal tipped heels from a fetish catalouge to for trampling me. Honestly, this was all on her own merit, I did not even have to encourage her. If I were reading this story, I don't know if I could believe it, but it was me so I know this really happened.
For the next year that we dated, she basically kicked my ass daily. I have several memories I could share, I will give two of my favorites. Both were over the Christmas holiday. The first we were on my way to my parents house for dinner. On the way I had to stop by my office to get something I had left earlier. She was wearing black pants, top, mid calf boots with four inch thick heel, and black stockings (which I LOVE). She had been wearing this all day, and would always wear the same pair of stockings until they ripped, because she knew I liked the smell. As soon as we got into the office, she told me to lay on the floor because she wanted to step on me. I laid down on the floor, and she pulled up my chair and sat down. She put one boot on my stomach while removing her other boot, then put her foot square on my nose and took off her other boot. When doing this she crossed her leg so that she was putting alot of pressure on her foot that was on my face. I could not breath till she finished. I took a deep breath, and I could see she got excited by this. She had never really used "breath control" before, but she did this night. She kept one foot on my face, and the other on my throat, and would switch between them to stop me from breathing. She would rub her foot all over my face so I could smell it, then push down on my nose hard so that I couldn't breathe. She would hold for about 30 seconds, then make me smell it again. Then she would step down on my throat to stop my breathing while rubbing her foot all over my face again. She kept this up for about thirty minutes, then she got up, grabbed a roll of paper towels, threw them to me, and told me to masturbate. As I climaxed, she stepped hard on my throat and nose and would not let me breathe. It was absolutely incredible. After finished, she told me she loved degrading me beneath her feet before she let me up.
The next great experience was on our way home from Christmas. I own a business and have warehouses on the east and west coast. We were flying back west after the holidays. She kept telling me before the flight that I was in for a treat when we got home because flying made her nervous, and that was going to make her sweat the whole flight in her leather boots. Again she was wearing black stockings. Each time she went to the restroom, she would unzip her boots and see how much her feet smelled, then she would come back and tell be how bad they were smelling. She was driving me nuts the whole eight hours it took to get home. As soon as we arrived at my house, I brought our luggage into the bedroom. She sat on the bed immediately and told me to lay down in front of her. She then told me to remove her boots. First she pulled one foot to her face, took a whiff, then smiled and said I was going to enjoy this. She then rubbed both feet on my face making me smell them continuously for about 15 minutes, telling me how much she loved degrading me. This was the strongest I had ever smelled her feet the whole time we dated, and will never forget how wonderful they were. This time again she got up and grabbed me a towel, threw it on me, stepped on my face again, and told me to masturbate. I did and climaxed in seconds! She then made me lay there smelling for at least another five minutes, all while looking me in the eyes and smiling. This image is permanently burned in my memory!
If ya'll think this is good material, let me know and I will sumbit more of my experiences with this angel I once knew....
Blond hair, blue eyes, 5'8", 135lbs, size 8, slighltly muscular build, gorgeous with absolutely the most perfect feet. She was the sweetest girl I have ever dated, but from week one I could tell she was extremely sexually aggressive and open. Within one or two weeks of dating I brought up my trample fetish. She was not at all familiar with, but quite intrigued. Within a month of us dating, she had went to an adult store (without me) to buy videos on the subject to learn more. She also ordered metal tipped heels from a fetish catalouge to for trampling me. Honestly, this was all on her own merit, I did not even have to encourage her. If I were reading this story, I don't know if I could believe it, but it was me so I know this really happened.
For the next year that we dated, she basically kicked my ass daily. I have several memories I could share, I will give two of my favorites. Both were over the Christmas holiday. The first we were on my way to my parents house for dinner. On the way I had to stop by my office to get something I had left earlier. She was wearing black pants, top, mid calf boots with four inch thick heel, and black stockings (which I LOVE). She had been wearing this all day, and would always wear the same pair of stockings until they ripped, because she knew I liked the smell. As soon as we got into the office, she told me to lay on the floor because she wanted to step on me. I laid down on the floor, and she pulled up my chair and sat down. She put one boot on my stomach while removing her other boot, then put her foot square on my nose and took off her other boot. When doing this she crossed her leg so that she was putting alot of pressure on her foot that was on my face. I could not breath till she finished. I took a deep breath, and I could see she got excited by this. She had never really used "breath control" before, but she did this night. She kept one foot on my face, and the other on my throat, and would switch between them to stop me from breathing. She would rub her foot all over my face so I could smell it, then push down on my nose hard so that I couldn't breathe. She would hold for about 30 seconds, then make me smell it again. Then she would step down on my throat to stop my breathing while rubbing her foot all over my face again. She kept this up for about thirty minutes, then she got up, grabbed a roll of paper towels, threw them to me, and told me to masturbate. As I climaxed, she stepped hard on my throat and nose and would not let me breathe. It was absolutely incredible. After finished, she told me she loved degrading me beneath her feet before she let me up.
The next great experience was on our way home from Christmas. I own a business and have warehouses on the east and west coast. We were flying back west after the holidays. She kept telling me before the flight that I was in for a treat when we got home because flying made her nervous, and that was going to make her sweat the whole flight in her leather boots. Again she was wearing black stockings. Each time she went to the restroom, she would unzip her boots and see how much her feet smelled, then she would come back and tell be how bad they were smelling. She was driving me nuts the whole eight hours it took to get home. As soon as we arrived at my house, I brought our luggage into the bedroom. She sat on the bed immediately and told me to lay down in front of her. She then told me to remove her boots. First she pulled one foot to her face, took a whiff, then smiled and said I was going to enjoy this. She then rubbed both feet on my face making me smell them continuously for about 15 minutes, telling me how much she loved degrading me. This was the strongest I had ever smelled her feet the whole time we dated, and will never forget how wonderful they were. This time again she got up and grabbed me a towel, threw it on me, stepped on my face again, and told me to masturbate. I did and climaxed in seconds! She then made me lay there smelling for at least another five minutes, all while looking me in the eyes and smiling. This image is permanently burned in my memory!
If ya'll think this is good material, let me know and I will sumbit more of my experiences with this angel I once knew....