I went downstairs after what turned out to be a great half-hour of trampling with Dina and immediately ran into Kathleen (as luck would have it). She was the other girl that I was talking to earlier that evening. She asked where I had been because she hadn't seen me in a while. I was still really turned on from Dina so I decided to see where I could get with Kathleen. So I came right out and asked the question, which is not my usual style. I like to feel out the situation and gradually work my way up to it. But I tried the blunt approach anyway, figuring that if she really thought that it was weird it would be forgotten quickly amidst all the people that were around to talk to.
"Have you ever walked on someone's back before?"
"What?" she asked as if she wasn't sure that I had actually asked that question. I repeated it as I looked her in the eyes to let her know that I was serious.
"No." she said as if it were an obvious answer.
"It feels really good on a sore back. It helps loosen everything up. Do you want to do that for me?"
"O.K." she said as she gave me kind of an odd expression on her face and then looked around for a spot in the crowded room to do this. I told her that the room was too crowded and that we should probably find a better place. I led her right back to the room I just came from not 10 minutes earlier. I had just gotten thoroughly trampled once and it was about to happen again (I hoped). I shut the door and it was dark again. She never motioned to turn on the lights and I had no intention of turning them on either. I kind of liked having this done in the dark the last time.
"What do I do?" she asked.
"I'll lay down on the floor," I said as I laid down in the same spot as before. "Now you take off your shoes and step on my back and walk around." I watched as she slipped out of her sandals allowing me to look at her bare feet. Like last time she was right by the door so I could see them as she stood right in front of my face. I watched as one foot raised up and came down, resting on my shoulder blade. Then her full weight followed as the other foot came down next to it. Her feet were also very warm, as before with Dina ( I LOVE having this done in the hot summer weather). She very hesitantly walked around for a minute, then asked, "Am I doing this right?" "There's no wrong way to do it," I told her. "Don't be afraid to get agressive. You're not going to hurt me. Besides, I like the rough stuff." I joked. She laughed as she walked in place on my lower back and her attitude seemed to loosen up after that. She walked more vigorously now, first on my lower back, then up to my shoulders in small but slghtly forceful steps. My back still hurt a little from the stomping Dina gave me, but it didn't matter. I was in heaven again. I simply let all of my muscles relax so I could feel the full force of each of Kathleen's steps as she walked. And she walked, and walked, and walked, and walked all over me. All without saying a word. I figured that I would let her go until she wanted to stop on her own. She crushed me into the carpet for a good ten minutes before she said another word. "Isn't your back supposed to 'pop' or something?" she asked. "It sometimes takes a while," I said. "Let's try this," I said as she got off and I rolled over onto my back. I have no idea if she knew that I rolled over or not. Maybe the room was too dark, maybe she was really drunk, or maybe she didn't care (hell - maybe it was all three), but she quickly stepped back onto me, this time on my stomach. She then proceeded to walk all over my chest and stomach the same way as before - small forcefull steps, up and down repeatedly. I had to tense up my muscles this time, as she was really starting to give me a workout. I periodically lifted my head to look down to my stomach to see her gorgeous legs and feet as she tread in place. Then I would watch as she worked her way back up to my chest. I would occasionally, and very briefly, catch the scent of her feet as my chest was thoroughly trampled beneath her. Simply wonderfull.
Now all of my muscles were starting to get sore, but I didn't say a word. That was the funniest thing. We rarely spoke to each other this whole time. She seemed very content to keep walking all over me with no end in sight. She didn't seem to think anything of it. So when she was walking on my chest I gently grabbed one of her feet, which were still very warm and very soft. "Can we try something else?" I asked not really caring what she thought of this anymore. The night was already a huge success as far as I was concerned.
"Sure," she said. "This is getting kind of fun." That was music to my ears. She stood still on my chest as I placed one of her feet on the left half of my face. The other foot quickly followed as her full weight was now on the front of my face. Her bare feet crushed my face as she simply stood still, her heels on my mouth, her toes just above my eyes, and my nose right between her arches. I inhaled deeply and took the warm scent in. I was delerious with pleasure. She stood there for a few seconds longer and then began to walk in place, trampling on my face! With each step I quickly opened my eyes and saw her towering body as she looked down at me before her foot came back down onto my face. I was now completely turned into her doormat as she walked up and down from my face to my stomach. She did this repeatedly, occasionally stopping to stand on my face.I was litterally overwhemled and finally gave in as the sheer length of time that I spent beneath her feet finally took its toll on me. She stepped off and put her shoes on.
"Boy, I walked on you for a LONG time." I just laid there, thinking about all that I had been through that evening. I looked at my watch. Kathleen had trampled me for 45 minutes! That's the longest that I've ever gone beneath a woman's feet.
She left the room and went downstairs. I have never seen her since, which is too bad. I'd love to experience that again. I guess I'll have to find someone else. I was sore for the next two days. But every ache simply reminded me of the heaven that I was in beneath Dina and Kathleen's feet.
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