mickeybb
12-02-2010, 08:51 PM
Talking to yourself
I was 18 years old at the time, and was picking up my sister from her college for the holiday break. Amy was 20. She was smart, pretty ( 5'8" tall with short blonde hair, fair skin and legs that were long and smooth and tan, as I had noticed
for a couple of years now) and a really nice girl. We always got along really well, although we would tease each other a lot.
The holiday break was 4 weeks long so she had a great deal of stuff to bring home, so I helped her get her stuff together. She had some stuff on the shelf on the top of her closet she called me over to help.
"Bobby, dear, can you help me get that stuff down?" She asked sweetly.
"Sure, what can I do to help?"
"If you could just lay down here so I could step on you to reach, that would be fine." She said, although I assumed she was joking, I had to get down as quickly as possible. I had fantasized about being trampled for a few years. Since this was her idea I had to play along, maybe she would actually do it.
"Oh, my gosh, you actually did it. You don't mind if I step on you?"
"No, sis you always walk all over me anyways. Why do you think I took a day off work and drove two and a half hours just to help you bring home your stuff, so I could drive two and a half hours home. Yes, just with the hope that I could lay at your feet and be of use to you." I was trying to sound sarcastic, but the truth was out there. I wanted to be a step stool for my sister.
"Okay, smarty pants," Amy said as she stepped on my chest, 115 lbs. of tanned beauty compressing my ribs. "If you lay there, I will make use of you." She reached up and brought down a few light boxes and some sweaters tossing them to the ground behind her, instead of stepping off of her more than willing step stool.
As she moved around and got down more stuff she stepped closer to my head, and I could smell the earthy aroma of my sisters feet, as she liked to walk around barefoot. She was on tippy toes reaching for something.
"I hate to do this to you, but it should teach you to lay on the floor and invite girls to walk all over you." At this point she put her foot right on my face. "Although, I'm not really walking all over you, as you said, so far it's just your chest and your face. I bet there is one place you don't want your sister walking on." She giggled, as she moved down and placed one foot on my groin. At this point I was hard as a rock and she stepped down harder, and giggled even more.
"Well, well, well. You really did want me walking all over you didn't you. Wait I have one more thing to get down." She lightly jumped up to grab something then landed rather solidly on my groin. My hard on took the brunt of it but my testicles took a solid blow from Amy's right heel.
Amy said she was done emptying the closet but I could lay on my back in front of the couch for a while if I wanted. I didn't know how to react, but the whole trampling thing had been her idea, so I decided to see how things went and laid
down on my back in front of the couch, although quite nervous. As soon as I was stationary Amy ran and jumped off my groin jumping on the couch. I rolled on the floor in pain as Amy laughed. She then commanded me to lay with my butt against the couch and my legs going up and my back flat on the ground. The minute I assumed the position she sat between my legs and thrust her sexy feet into my balls. Sitting that way her heels each rested on one of my balls. Well maybe rested was the wrong word as she was pistoning her heels into my balls over and over.
"See, I don't just walk all over you, I can stomp, and kick too."
"Amy, why are you doing this to me? This really hurts." I asked pathetically.
"Well, do you remember that pen you found of mine in your car last time you were kind enough to drive 5 hours round-trip just to bring me home. Do you?"
"Yes, I gave it back about two weeks ago. What does that have to do with you stepping on me and kicking my balls?" I asked, a little angry that Amy was treating me this way, even though I had fantasized about it.
"Do you recognize this as exhibit A, the pen in question?" She aked as I nodded that it was the same pen. "Good, now listen to this......" She played with the pen for a second, then I heard my voice:
- "Oh Amy, you have the prettiest feet ever." - "I want to feel your feet on my face, step on me please." - "Kick my balls, yeah and maybe Sara wants a try too." - "I wanna lick your dirty feet, sis."
"What the hell?" I asked not quite understanding.
"Well, little brother," She started as she continued pumping her heels into my sore balls. "I bought this recorder to get lectures in case I fell behind taking notes. It has a voice activated function, which was on when I accidentally left it in your car. When you gave it back I had to relisten to a lecture for a test. I was shocked and confused, I didn't know if it was a joke or goofing or what. Then I listened again and realized you were talking to yourself after I got out of the car. I don't know if you were looking at my bare feet, or my legs at the time or what. But, I did some research in my abnormal psychology class on sexual fetishes and stuff. Then I realized you didn't want sex with your sister, you just wanted to feel an atractive woman stand on you, even your face, HA HA, and even to feel your family jewels pummeled under my dirty feet. As I love you, I thought I would help you realize your dreams. Sara should be here any minute."
"What, you told Sara? That was a fantasy, I don't even think I knew what I was fantasizing about." I mumbled trying to find a way out of my dream come true.
"I didn't tell Sara, she was here when I listened to the recording. When we figured out what it was and I decided to let you realize your dreams she pointed out that you had asked her to kick your balls too. Well she laughed, but said you
were a good kid and she would be happy to kick and stomp your balls a little, she said since you and I get along so well it might be different, but she used to kick her brothers balls ALL THE TIME. He didn't seem to enjoy it, so she thought if you didn't like me kicking the family jewels, maybe it would be more fun if it wasn't your sister. Although this seems really fun to me!!" Amy laughed as she stomped my groin once more, this time leaving them resting there, her heels still located over each of my balls. and her toes now wiggling on the underside of my cock which returned to full mast.
KNOCK, KNOCK
"I'll get it!" Amy said suddenly standing on my groin again and taking baby steps along my torso before stopping briefly with both feet on my upturned face. "Wait right here." She said as she jumped off my face.
to be continued.....
working on part 2 will post soon
I was 18 years old at the time, and was picking up my sister from her college for the holiday break. Amy was 20. She was smart, pretty ( 5'8" tall with short blonde hair, fair skin and legs that were long and smooth and tan, as I had noticed
for a couple of years now) and a really nice girl. We always got along really well, although we would tease each other a lot.
The holiday break was 4 weeks long so she had a great deal of stuff to bring home, so I helped her get her stuff together. She had some stuff on the shelf on the top of her closet she called me over to help.
"Bobby, dear, can you help me get that stuff down?" She asked sweetly.
"Sure, what can I do to help?"
"If you could just lay down here so I could step on you to reach, that would be fine." She said, although I assumed she was joking, I had to get down as quickly as possible. I had fantasized about being trampled for a few years. Since this was her idea I had to play along, maybe she would actually do it.
"Oh, my gosh, you actually did it. You don't mind if I step on you?"
"No, sis you always walk all over me anyways. Why do you think I took a day off work and drove two and a half hours just to help you bring home your stuff, so I could drive two and a half hours home. Yes, just with the hope that I could lay at your feet and be of use to you." I was trying to sound sarcastic, but the truth was out there. I wanted to be a step stool for my sister.
"Okay, smarty pants," Amy said as she stepped on my chest, 115 lbs. of tanned beauty compressing my ribs. "If you lay there, I will make use of you." She reached up and brought down a few light boxes and some sweaters tossing them to the ground behind her, instead of stepping off of her more than willing step stool.
As she moved around and got down more stuff she stepped closer to my head, and I could smell the earthy aroma of my sisters feet, as she liked to walk around barefoot. She was on tippy toes reaching for something.
"I hate to do this to you, but it should teach you to lay on the floor and invite girls to walk all over you." At this point she put her foot right on my face. "Although, I'm not really walking all over you, as you said, so far it's just your chest and your face. I bet there is one place you don't want your sister walking on." She giggled, as she moved down and placed one foot on my groin. At this point I was hard as a rock and she stepped down harder, and giggled even more.
"Well, well, well. You really did want me walking all over you didn't you. Wait I have one more thing to get down." She lightly jumped up to grab something then landed rather solidly on my groin. My hard on took the brunt of it but my testicles took a solid blow from Amy's right heel.
Amy said she was done emptying the closet but I could lay on my back in front of the couch for a while if I wanted. I didn't know how to react, but the whole trampling thing had been her idea, so I decided to see how things went and laid
down on my back in front of the couch, although quite nervous. As soon as I was stationary Amy ran and jumped off my groin jumping on the couch. I rolled on the floor in pain as Amy laughed. She then commanded me to lay with my butt against the couch and my legs going up and my back flat on the ground. The minute I assumed the position she sat between my legs and thrust her sexy feet into my balls. Sitting that way her heels each rested on one of my balls. Well maybe rested was the wrong word as she was pistoning her heels into my balls over and over.
"See, I don't just walk all over you, I can stomp, and kick too."
"Amy, why are you doing this to me? This really hurts." I asked pathetically.
"Well, do you remember that pen you found of mine in your car last time you were kind enough to drive 5 hours round-trip just to bring me home. Do you?"
"Yes, I gave it back about two weeks ago. What does that have to do with you stepping on me and kicking my balls?" I asked, a little angry that Amy was treating me this way, even though I had fantasized about it.
"Do you recognize this as exhibit A, the pen in question?" She aked as I nodded that it was the same pen. "Good, now listen to this......" She played with the pen for a second, then I heard my voice:
- "Oh Amy, you have the prettiest feet ever." - "I want to feel your feet on my face, step on me please." - "Kick my balls, yeah and maybe Sara wants a try too." - "I wanna lick your dirty feet, sis."
"What the hell?" I asked not quite understanding.
"Well, little brother," She started as she continued pumping her heels into my sore balls. "I bought this recorder to get lectures in case I fell behind taking notes. It has a voice activated function, which was on when I accidentally left it in your car. When you gave it back I had to relisten to a lecture for a test. I was shocked and confused, I didn't know if it was a joke or goofing or what. Then I listened again and realized you were talking to yourself after I got out of the car. I don't know if you were looking at my bare feet, or my legs at the time or what. But, I did some research in my abnormal psychology class on sexual fetishes and stuff. Then I realized you didn't want sex with your sister, you just wanted to feel an atractive woman stand on you, even your face, HA HA, and even to feel your family jewels pummeled under my dirty feet. As I love you, I thought I would help you realize your dreams. Sara should be here any minute."
"What, you told Sara? That was a fantasy, I don't even think I knew what I was fantasizing about." I mumbled trying to find a way out of my dream come true.
"I didn't tell Sara, she was here when I listened to the recording. When we figured out what it was and I decided to let you realize your dreams she pointed out that you had asked her to kick your balls too. Well she laughed, but said you
were a good kid and she would be happy to kick and stomp your balls a little, she said since you and I get along so well it might be different, but she used to kick her brothers balls ALL THE TIME. He didn't seem to enjoy it, so she thought if you didn't like me kicking the family jewels, maybe it would be more fun if it wasn't your sister. Although this seems really fun to me!!" Amy laughed as she stomped my groin once more, this time leaving them resting there, her heels still located over each of my balls. and her toes now wiggling on the underside of my cock which returned to full mast.
KNOCK, KNOCK
"I'll get it!" Amy said suddenly standing on my groin again and taking baby steps along my torso before stopping briefly with both feet on my upturned face. "Wait right here." She said as she jumped off my face.
to be continued.....
working on part 2 will post soon