Pressure
Published on Thursday, September 13, 2007
This story was submitted anonymously by Scott.

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I was with a co-worker who is a 31 year old female. She has a nice body, and nice feet. It was a couple of months ago when she saw me looking at her shoes. She always wears shoes to work, so I never saw her feet until this day. This is what happened.

She confronted me about looking at her shoes. She told me that she had seen me look at them quite often, and wanted to know what was up. I told her nothing. She didn't belive me. She smiled, told me that I have a foot fetish, and that it was okay.

During lunch she brought up the subject again. She wouldn't let it go, so I told her. I play this sort of game in my head when I look at woman's legs and feet. I told her I make a bet with myself like, I bet her feet are so nice, I would take all my colthes off in front of her just to see them. Or if  I thought they were really great, I would even let her step on my dick, and the biggie would be to let her step on my dick and balls, or kick my naked balls with her bare foot.

She sat across from me with this big old grin, and started laughing. Once she stopped laughing, she told me my secret was safe with her. A few minutes later she asked me how her feet rated in my mind. I told her the biggie. She got this big smile on her face and said, "Okay. After work we'll go to my place unless you have other plans."

When I was about to tell her it might be better if we did it another day, hoping she would forget about it, she wispered to me that she would't tell anyone, and couldn't wait. She gave me this big smile, and walked away.

So after work, we went to her place. She had a nice little apartment, clean and organized. I was shaking. She told me to relax, and then she got me a beer. She took her shoes off, but still had on her socks. I could tell that I was right. She had nice feet. If it wern't for me being a bundle of nerves, I would have had a hard on, but not today, just the exact opposite.

She showed me around, and when we went back to the main room she tapped her finger on this desk along the wall, and told me she would stand on the desk when I was ready to lay it all out. She then sat on the couch, and asked me if I was ready to strip. I told her I hadn't seen her feet yet. She said after I was naked she would take her socks off.

I knew I wasn't getting out of this, so I said, "Okay, here it goes."

I started to take off my clothes, got down to my underwear while standing in front of her, and then I froze.

She said, "Come on. All of it."

It had just occured to me that she would also now know that I shave my dick and balls, and trim all pubic hair to near nothing. The room was bright, and she would see everything clearly. I mumbled, "Oh, boy."

She looked at me with this big smile and said, "I'm waiting."

I slowly lowered my boxers, and then stood in front of my co-worker completly naked. Her eyes were glued to my dick and balls.

She said, "Very nice, and shaved evenly."

Other than her eyes constantly on my privates, I could have been wearing clothes. She was quite comfortable with me being naked.

I said, "Well, it's your turn now."

She said, "Oh yeah," and took her socks off.

I was right. She had very nice feet. She went into the kitchen, and came back with a couple of beers. She said she was really looking forward to stepping on them.

I said, "Okay, let's get this over with."

She said, "Not so fast. I like this, me with my clothes on, and you naked."

I told her I would stay naked for a while even after she crushed my goods.

She smiled and said, "Okay," and walked over to the desk. She used the chair as a step ladder to get on top. Standing there, she arched her foot, and did this twisting motion with her foot like she was putting out a smoke. Her foot was very sexy when she did this, and I could see she had a really nice arch, not too big, and not too small. I thought of my balls trapped under it. Normally when I think that way, I get rock hard, but not since it was for real. So I went over to the desk to lay out my goods. My dick was very soft, and when I put my dick and balls on the desk, I told her not to put all her weight down. I explained that I didn't want her having to call 911.

She laughed, and asked me, "Like this?"

She put the outside of her foot against my groin so that my dick and balls would be under her arch.

I said, "Yeah," and with that said she stepped down.

Now I don't have a huge package, just your average six-shooter, and normal balls. But when she stepped down, I felt pretty big. S She was crushing my balls. My dick could take all her weight, which I would guess was 125 lbs. or so, by not my balls.

She said, "That's all of it," and lifted her other foot off the table. She looked down at me with a smile, and told me I was lucky she had big arches or my baby making days would be over, and that she could feel both of my balls. I looked down at her foot on my goods, and saw just the head of my dick sticking out from the arched side of her foot. My balls were killing me. She told me to try and pull my balls out. I didn't want to move the slightest. She stood there with one hand on the wall for balance, and started talking shop.

I asked, "Why are you talking about work now?"

She said she just wanted to have a dicussion while stepping on my dick, and poor little balls, and she could stand there all night. Then came the shocker. I had a limp smashed dick and balls being smashed, and I started to feel an orgasm coming on. I couldn't believe it, and tried to control it from happening, but suddenly it happened. I started throbbing before I could get her to step off. It had only been a minute at most since she stepped on me, and now I was totally embarassed.

She said, "Oh, my God, you're cumming. I can feel you thumping on the side of my foot." With much laughter she added, "This will be a story for girls' night out, and I'm not stepping off until you're all done." She told me to look down so that I could see there was no cum since my dick was smashed. She was laughing the whole time.

Once I was done cumming, my balls were telling me to get her off of them. She wanted to bargin, to step on me in different ways, and for a night of me being naked. I agreed so that she would get off of me quickly, and when she stepped off, my load shot out across her desk with a force I couldn't even believe. She found this really funny, and I was so embarrased. She then told me to just lay my dick out so that she could step on it with the ball of her foot. She stepped down right on the head of my dick, and put all her weight down. I was so sensitive, it really hurt, but I didn't stop her.

To keep my name from entering her story when she tells her girlfriends ... blackmail ... she calls it the fun kind. I had to agree to come over every now and then, and get naked and crushed. I have been over twice now, and now I do get a hard-on when she takes her shoes and socks off. Her favorite crush as she calls it, is for me to pull my balls out as far as I can so she can get the ball of her foot on both of them, and watch me shoot a load while she steps on them. She of course can't put much weight down, but I swear she nearly flattened them once while I was cumming. The only thing I can figure is, it must be the pressure that causes the orgasms, 'cause when she does this to me, it happens really fast.