Chapter #7Jackie & Rachel New Toy pt.1 by: Unknown
The familiar nervousness as I arranged myself in the box was tantalizing. It is a delicious vulnerability that you expose when you stick your cock and balls up through a hole in a chunk of floor and leave them alone in the open to be crushed and stepped upon by the two beautiful women watching me. As I lowered the coffin like lid to the box, leaving my arms trapped inside and only my head, neck, and family jewels out in the cool air, I thought back to the improbable, exciting string of happenings that led up to this moment.
Jackie and Rachel were both young, energetic girls in their early twenties, fresh out of college. We met through a group of mutual friends, and the three of us hit it off immediately. Both of them were quiet, mischievous girls who loved the odd casual fuck. They didn’t usually share, but I was lucky enough to be the exception, and though a threesome hadn’t happened yet, I was looking forward to the possibility. Tonight Jackie was wearing some capri-style cargo pants, sneakers, and a bright green tank top, while Rachel wore a very short dress and tights, with flat soled, strappy sandals. Jackie was a lithe 5’3” dirty blond with beautiful tits and a nice little ass, and she weighed 110 lbs soaking wet. Rachel was also small, about 5’4” and brunette, with a little more meat on her bones at 125 lbs, just enough to give her a softer look than her best friend.
The two of them had just gone to their first fetish club a few nights before, and when they came over to watch a movie, they began to talk about it. They were both fascinated by the whole scene, and especially by the sado-masochistic elements. Jackie found the idea of causing pain as a kind of pleasure enticing, and I could tell from the way Rachel blushed that she felt the same way. Now, I normally don’t mention my - night time proclivities to my “vanilla” friends, but I had slept with both of them on separate occasions in the last few weeks and this opportunity was too much to pass up.
I took my time getting into it, but we ended up talking about my love of face sitting and trample, and they both ended up with big grins and a gleam in their eyes as Jackie suggested I lie on the floor. I lay down on my back in front of the coach at their feet, and before I knew it I was their human footrest. Jackie immediately dropped her sneakered feet heavily onto my face and throat, causing me to grunt and gurgle. The only reaction above me to that was a small giggle, and then I felt Rachel’s feet come down on top of my already hardening penis.
The two of them browsed the pay per view for a few minutes deciding what to watch, and then put on a movie; I’m not sure what because the rough tread of Jackie’s Nikes were grinding into my ear. We stayed like this for maybe half an hour, the leather soles of Rachel’s sandals resting on my cock and balls, caressing me absentmindedly, Jackie seeming to enjoy the squishiness of my face under her feet, and the wheezing sound I made when she rested the weight of her leg on my throat.
Without any warning, the movie was paused and Jackie rolled my head to the side and stood full weight onto my face, wobbling for a minute before stepping onto my throat to steady herself. This began to choke me right away, but she completely ignored my flailing hands on her legs, just putting more weight onto my throat every time I touched her. By the time she stepped off of me, I was seeing stars and so it took me a moment before I realized that Rachel had undone my fly and reached into my jeans to pull out my cock and balls. The zipper was rough and sharp against my sack when she rested her foot back on top of my balls, squeezing them gently between leather sole and denim.
She looked down at me and our eyes met while she rubbed her strappy, flat sandals up and down my cock, pushing into my balls so hard she was lifting herself up a little off the couch. “Is this okay?” She asked shyly.
“Definitely. Actually, I kind of have a thing for having my cock and balls crushed.”
“Good!” she replied, smiling and stomping on my balls, making me grunt. “It’s too bad I can’t really squash them, then.”
So I couldn’t help but tell her about my board, the little one that just covers my hips. Her eyes got wide with delight as I told her about the hole I drilled in it so that my manhood could be crushed between her beautiful, pedicured feet and the hard smooth hardwood of the board. “Well I guess you’re just going to have to strip and go get it then, huh?” She said when I finished.
“How could I ever say no to you?” I asked as I went into the bedroom, stripped, and retrieved the board, unfolding it’s legs as I walked back out.
By the time I was just relaxing back into my spot, my cock and balls on display and ready to be trampled by this lovely, smiling creature above me, Jackie returned with popcorn. She stepped back up onto my head without a word, keeping her balance this time. “Well, isn’t this interesting?” I heard her say around the hard rubber soles of her sneakers. Rachel didn’t reply, but I could see her quiet smile clearly in my minds eye, and moments later felt the smooth leather soles of her sandals gently come to rest on her new footrest, the weight of her legs flattening my tender flesh against the cool wood.
Jackie sat down and started the movie again, and had even less concern for me than before, as if jealous of Rachel’s new toys. Jackie’s foot on my throat kept me choking, mildly but uncomfortably, for most of the movie, though her feet wandered about my face, the jagged rubber corner of the sole of her shoe working its way into my mouth, crushing my nose, or resting uncaring directly on my eye. Rachel was having her own absent-minded fun, seeming to forget that she was resting her feet on my most sensitive areas, rolling my cock back and forth, and finally stretching out and crossing her feet, resting the combined weight of her legs on only my left ball for a long, agonizing stretch of time.
I still didn’t know what they were watching over an hour later, but neither did I care. I was in heaven. I had fantasized about this exact thing so many times, I couldn’t believe it was actually happening. When Jackie complained that the couch was too hard, and moments later slid off to crash down onto my face, I could have died happy.
Instead I lay there in aching bliss while they finished watching; Jackie sitting without any care for my need to breathe. She seemed to be uncomfortable for the first few minutes, but after it became clear that I could manage to get an occasional labored breath around her ass by opening my mouth as wide as it would go and jamming my chin down towards my throat, she relaxed and let me worry about breathing on my own.
In the meantime, Rachel’s legs were bearing down without any care for my poor left nut, feet still crossed and the edge of her sandal digging sharply into my steadily flattening testicle. Between these two stimuli, I made a variety of grunting, moaning, and wheezing sounds into Jackie’s perfect ass while she lounged on my face, my only hint that either of them even remembered I was there the smell of Jackie’s musk filling my nose where it was pressed against the moist heat of her pussy through her thin, cotton pants.
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