Sniffing Dominant Girl Feet Part 2

“O.K., you’ve had enough fun,” said Laura. “Come on Alex,” she said, and sat on my chest. Natasha and Olivia reluctantly removed their feet from my face, and Laura kicked off her flats and pressed her warm feet, clad in black tights, onto my sweat covered face. These feet were a welcome relief from the other sweaty feet which had been in shoes without socks. I inhaled long and deep and could feel her feminine essence going to my head. I was going to sniff Laura’s feet more thoroughly than I’d sniffed anything, and I set to work to Laura’s evident pleasure. “He’s great,” she said. “Listen to him.” I tried to breathe her essence into my nose; and this would be my triumph, not my humiliation. Laura made it easy on me by offering feet which, though strong smelling, were not overpowering or sharp. I felt bare toes on my forehead and saw Alex gazing down at me. “I’ve been wearing sneakers without socks for the last couple of days,” she said, “and I haven’t washed my feet in days.” Olivia laughed. Sandra said, “Let’s see if he’s man enough for those.”

Laura pulled her toes from my nose, and Alex slid her moist foot down my face until she could grip the bottom of my nose with her toes, which, by the way, had been painted red. I’ve never smelled anything like it. You couldn’t get something this foul smelling anywhere in the boy’s locker room at high school. “He looks sick,” said Laura. The smell was beyond overpowering; I breathed it in and it did strange things to my insides. I almost wanted to throw up, but I wanted to rise to the challenge. I figured that if I could stomach this smell, I could stomach any feminine odor they threw at me. I breathed in the stench as Alex playfully wriggled her little toes. She alternated feet for about five minutes of what may have been the most unpleasant experience of my life; but I soon grew accustomed to it.

My breathing became regular again and the fetid, musty smell became a part of me. My face must have reeked of her feet and I could feel her foot sweat on my face over the other foot sweat which had already begun to dry. Laura eventually came to the rescue and cupped her bare toes over my nose. I closed my eyes and began to sniff the toes with so much passion that she might not want to remove them to give Alex another turn. “Oh yes!”, she exclaimed. “This is how it should be. If the guy we dragged up here last month was the bottom of the barrel, this one’s the very top.” I seemed to be making quite an impact. Alex had to content herself with rubbing her moist feet over my forehead and cheeks. Ever since Natasha and Olivia had begun to smother me with their feet, the others took places around my naked body and began to rub their feet on me. By the time I was sniffing Laura’s feet for the second time, Natasha and Olivia were rubbing their feet on my chest and stomach. Sandra was occupied with my legs and Monique was teasing me between my legs.

I had an enormous hard-on as Monique ran the tips of her toes around and overtop my privates. She gently stroked my ball cleft and the tip of my penis with the soft bottoms of her toes. I was being rewarded and such attentions made me all the more determined to please my ladies so that, in return, they might please me

I heard the phone ring ,and Sandra ran over to pick it up. Sandra giggled, and before hanging up the phone she told the person on the other line that it was the best they’d ever had and to hurry up. Alex pushed Laura’s feet out of the way and once again tightened her grip over my nose with her warm, moist, foul-smelling toes. I had to stomach five more minutes of this before the door opened and Rachel, the landlady, emerged. “I’m sorry,” she explained, “but I’ve been running all over town trying to get things done.” “Sit down,” said Sandra., “it’s your turn.” “Now it’s time for the older women,” remarked Susan with a laugh. Sandra and Rachel pulled over a couple of chairs and sat on them as they fiddled with their shoes. They both wore pantyhose, and Rachel as usual wore black nylons. I noticed Rachel admiring me with a prolonged smile and she told the others that I was a welcome sight after a busy morning . Within a matter of seconds, they were holding their nylon clad feet over my face so I could smell the combination of odors. They lowered them and began to rub their warm, moist feet all over my face. Rachel wrapped her toes around my nose and told me to give them a good sniff. Her feet were wet but the smell was tolerable, but every foot would seem tolerable after having sniffed Alex’s toes.

Rachel wriggled her toes playfully as I breathed in her feminine smell. I especially wanted to please my landlady and decided to out sniff my prior efforts. I sniffed so hard that I was in danger of running out of oxygen; I became rather lightheaded as a result. Rachel looked down at me and said that I would make her very happy. I felt overjoyed to hear that I could make her feel that way and continued to do everything I could to please her. Susan replaced Rachel’s toes with hers and her feet, clad in beige pantyhose, revealed nails painted a soft pink. The smell was negligible and her nylon feet were dry. By now the foot sweat had dried on my face and it felt like I’d grown a second skin. It felt strange but I sniffed Susan’s toes as Rachel beamed down on me and told me that I was the sweetest little footboy and that she wanted to take me home with her and have me sleep at the foot of her bed cradling her feet. I wanted to say yes but I was still gagged.

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