I enjoyed unburdening my feet of my boots and runner and letting them spread out freely on ryan’s face and chest. Just as there’s no replacement for walking on a man in my shoes or boots or socks, there is no replacement for going barefoot on someone. So, without further adieu, off with the socks!
A testament to how horny and tough ryan is as a floormat–his erection stayed rock hard the entire time I walked on him and in the photo above I could feel his dick almost lifting my foot away from his crotch, he was so plank-hard.
There’s nothing like that first step onto a willing chest. The ball of my foot eases snuggly onto his sternum and floating ribs. I like to mix hard and soft play, and though I could begin all my tramples with one big jumping stomp onto his body, I prefer to mix the approach and go soft and almost gentle much of the time as I lead up into the real deal. But ask anyone who’s been under me–soft doesn’t mean pain-free; it just means that I’m not caught up in a spurt of sadism at that moment. My foot pressing down on ryan will feel nothing short of assertive…
As above, I love to really use my feet and my toes. I’m very expert at using them to grip, rip, tear, touch, torment, grind, and kick! And of course I’m a very good hiker, climber, and wrestler, but that’s getting onto a tangent… Here I’m reaching into ryan’s face with my big toe, pointing it right between his lips and opening them up. Doing so with all the assertiveness and command of a professor pointing out some detail with a ruler on a chalkboard.
So, with the preliminary touching over with, I start to get down to business by dropping an axe kick down hard, heel first, on ryan’s stomach. The air just blew right out of him…
Amazing thing, a penis. I’d stood on his dick initially and felt it pointing into the sole of my foot like a table leg, but no sooner had I come around and kicked him in the stomach than all the blood ran out of his penis about as fast as all the air escaped his lungs… But once I set my foot onto the shaft of his shrinking dick, I felt it twitch twice and stand erect again, like wilted flow standing back up after a rainfall. You have to admire the kid… Now right about here, I’m not pressing my foot on his balls at all, just pinning his dick against his stomach with my foot.
I decided that rather than wreck his erection outright by kicking his balls, I’d let him sustain it. I decide I don’t want to look at his silly brown face any long and push it to the side against the hardwood floor.
I get back up on his chest and decide to see how his dick is doing by stepping on it again. Notice how ryan’s face automatically reverts to face-up? I decide that’s an invitation to good to pass up.
I leave one foot on his belly and put the other his collarbone, heel pressed down, foot bridging across to his chin, and toes curling over into his lips and parting them. He got the idea and began to give the tips of my toes polite little kisses as short, rapid exhalations ticked them.
That’s it for now, doormats, but I’ll be back to conclude this session very soon. It was a good one! The entire clip, including material you haven’t seen photos of, is here.