These other women now come into view are two wonderful stylish looking women, Maria and Cynthia. Its too bad that I can’t do anything to get to them now. I’ll have to just settle for the joy of Cortney and Donna Anne who continue applying their fancy footwork on me. I now have so much to be thankful for. The total delight that these two exciting women who are wearing so seductive looking footwear and they are using me at the bottom of their feet. Then even more people start gather around me before the arrival of the seven o’clock bus.
As I stare at the feet of Maria and Cynthia, who often come walking to the bus stop together. These women are executive office workers. Maria and Cynthia, who are friends, that work in the same offices, are smartly chicly dressed. These Italian girls look formidable and ready to stomp down on anybody who gets in their way up the corporate ladder. Let alone on the city street. I would love for them to walk blindly with their stomping, sharp kicking heels all over me!
Maria and Cynthia also wear very expensive looking clothing. They have on magnificent, painful looking spike heeled shoes. Maria usually wears two piece suits made of heavy wool. Her shoes are not cheap plastic, but made with real leather soles have shinny leather on the bottom of her soles with two spiky looking three and a half inch black high heels. They must have a sexy smell about them if I can ever get close enough to them to experience it. Maria’s heel shafts are very thin, with the back portion a gleaming metallic color. Maria’s shoes, if she ever walked on me would do me some real damage.
Cortney looks on approvingly at the women’s outfits and smiles to them. They see Donna Anne and walk over to her and ask if she has seen any of the other neighborhood girls. They walk up so close to me, right in front of my face, as they come to a stop, their sharp heels grate on the sidewalk. This is great. I never thought I would be able to see these two stunning looking women up so close.
It’s so good that these other women are standing on me since they seem to be attracting all the right looking women to come by as well. Maria and Cynthia now park their feet right in front of my face, as they wait for the bus. Slowly they start to step even closer toward me. They now engage Cortney and Donna Anne in conversation, as they step up, even closer to Donna Anne. Donna Anne is the girl who is still stepping all over my arm and hand with her thick western style, heeled boots. Then Maria and Cynthia then press their sharp pointed toes up close to my unseen face
With Cortney still standing on my back, crushing me down, I can’t move my body at all, without letting them know I’m below their feet. So whatever they do to me, I must hold still and take it. But this is where I wanted to be. I’m in double heaven. I’m smelling the Maria’s expensive shoe leather, a smell of old tobacco smoke, Channel Number Nine, mixed with a smell of sweet worn erotic rich leather.
Luckily my nose is still hidden, buried very close to their parked feet just under the leaf pile. The girls stand by me I see the bones of Maria’s right white fleshy foot slowly radiate upward. This is a sure sign that she is about to move her black leather shoe forward once more. Sure enough she raises her high heel shoe off the ground. I see daylight under her shoes grit covered sole. Maria then thrusts up her shoe on her long thin three and a half inch heel, she then balances her body weight on her long thin heel poised very close to my face, the pointy sole of her shoe is now overhanging my nose.
But at the same time, my dear, “dainty” Cortney is still standing motionless, fully on my back. With her two slender boot heels, her weighty soles firmly wedged in a split “T” formation, nailing down on me. Cortney then shifts back her upper body weight on me. More of her weight is now committed back on her two sharp heel shafts. My penis is rock hard in ecstasy, at the fact that these real women, are still standing, focusing her very cold feet on my body, as I must hold back any grunts and take their gift of pain in silence.
“I love your winter coat” Mara Say’s “Where did you get it.!
Cortney is still cutting into me, I then see Maria’s right leather sole of her shoe coming back down closer to my face and in anticipation of her foot’s contact, I get harder, even more, I have no control, over any of it. I then unload once more in my pants.
“I bought it at Nordstrom’s”
Cortney moves forward on my back, so that Maria can get a better look.
Maria then kicks her seductive pointy shoe down. Her shinny upturned toe of her spiked heeled shoe now makes solid contact with my lips as I open my mouth and gasp for air under Cortney’s crushing stance.
I then now have a strange desire, even for me! I open my mouth wider, but hesitantly.
I stick out my wet tongue and thrill to the nearby taboo tasting. I lick in a side to side motion the filthy dusty coating of the dried white salt stained on the bottom of Maria’s otherwise black shinny shoe. The salt tastes putrid as I move my tongue to the tip her not so polished black leather pointed toe. This is so forbidden! I have something that no one else will ever get from her. Her well traveled dirt! I also breath in deep to smell the odor from her foot, the fresh perfume, of her shower washed body.
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