A lot of guys I know talk about breasts. If a girl is pleasant and has a lower body that boasts pretty feet, diamond shaped calves and muscular thighs, I won’t even notice if she has breasts.

I love having a girl with nice legs and smaller feminine feet stand on  or across my erection. Some will do this for me, others are afraid they will permanently injure me. Weight without impact, even on an erection does no harm. There is just sensation of pleasure and pressure.

I was buying for an Interior Designer and was after a few pieces at an auction. I was staying at the Davenport and took full advantage of all amenities. I spent the night going over the catalogue and marking out things I might  want to look at.

I met Chris at the auction. We were both after the same oak table and were standing at the opposite edges of  the crowd with paddles in hand.  I was in my best “dress” jeans and a Hathaway shirt open at the neck and boat shoes.. She was wearing a light brown shirt and  white miniskirt and boots that came up to about two inches below the knee. She knelt down to take a picture of the table. I had to notice that I could see up her skirt to the tops of her thighs and once I got a look at those thighs I forgot momentarily about the table. She outbid me.

She came up to me afterwards and told me she saw me staring and that her “trick” had caused a lot of  agents at estate sales and auctions to screw up their bids.  I confided that she had done well but luckily she pick an agent who really loved the lower half of an in shape woman’s body and if she had flashed her breasts instead I would be the owner of a fine oak table.

I found out then that she was also at the Davenport and we agreed to meet that evening.  We both arrived at the bar at about the same time, ordered martinis, (hers dirty) and sat at the bar. She asked me about how guys worked and why we were so easy. I told her that I only spoke for me and if she came up to my rooms I would show her.  Then we walked to the elevator and headed upstairs.  We arrived and hung up our jackets. Then I got naked and she checked me out. I told her “6 feet tall 190 lbs” and you? Chris said she was five foot three and 117 lbs.

She saw that I did not have an erection and offered to help with that. I asked her to get out of her boots and I went and lay on the rug face up while she complied, She turned and walked over to me and asked me what now? I told her to lose the socks she wore under her boots so I  could see her feet and ankles.  She lifted  her  leg up to reach the sock and as soon as I could see her thigh up to her panties I got hard.  She turned and smiled down at me. You mean just the sight of my thighs got you hard? 

Yup now try this. As she removed the other sock  I dragged a chair over to the marble vanity just outside the bathroom. Get naked and I will show you something you won’t believe. I sat in the chair and waited for her. Lousy time to mention this she said but I am married and will not cheat. I responded that she would not have to.  I moved the chair over to the vanity and she climbed up on it. She could just reach the ceiling

From the vanity.

I looked at her size seven feet. She had short straight toes and a fairly narrow heel.  I put my dick up on the edge of the vanity  and before she could ask where it had gone the sight of her lower body brought it back.

I had her stand facing right with her feet together so both her heels rested lightly across my erection. Then I told her to raise her heels an inch off my dick and drop back down on it hard. She didn’t move for a few seconds and then responded that I was liable for all damage.  Then she did as I had asked. I felt a lot of pressure when she landed but the chance to watch her body move and jiggle was worth it to me.

I told her she could try whatever she wanted to show her that the male dick was more resilient than most people thought.  She held on to the wall with one hand , then put her heels together on top of my dick and raised the fronts of both feet off the vanity so that my erection supported all her weight.  I was enjoying it so much that I took a chance and told her she could stomp away. I wanted to see her muscles work and her glutes jiggle and move with the exertion of stomping on me.  With just her heels across m dick she started to bounce. She stepped off me and placed her  left heel on the head of my dick to hold it down.  That hurt……….Then she raised he right foot halfway to her left knee and stomped down hard. There was no blood but the feeling of pressure was replaced by some pain.  I was too busy watching the back of her right thigh and upper calf muscles deform during the impact.  Then she replaced her left heel on the shaft of my dick where it came out of my body and holding on to the wall she leaped about a foot in the air.  As she came smashing down now she  landed on my dick full force on  her heel. I fainted and when I awoke she was gone. Thinking about her made me erect and this time it hurt.  The two inch section where her heel had land was black but I had not ruptured.  I knew I would be sore for weeks but probably had escaped without a doctors visit. My fetish is hard to explain.