She Was a Blonde

She Was a Blonde///Over the last 3 years I've spent several thousand bucks on mid-level *********s. A typical ********* that I see is an attractive 25-yo grad student. I've finally decided to share my great kinky/trampling/facesitting experiences with these women. After all it cost me enough---why not share it. This experience happened in August 1997 and is completely true with no exaggeration or embellishment. Her name was "Nicole". When I heard from my trusty "middleman" that she was beautiful 5 natural blonde 25 and brand new to the game I was very excited. (Most of the girls are around 5'4-6). Before she arrived at my place I went outside and found a large ant on the sidewalk (He was resistant but he didn't know the fun he was about to have). When she came to my door she was a vision. Very attractive. All around maybe the best of the 30+ I've seen to date. At my request she was wearing tight jeans and black high heeled chunky shoes. As she walked in I pointed out to her that I "just noticed" an ant struggling on my hardwood floor. I asked her if she would stand on him while I reached for a tissue. She stared at him for a few seconds then walk over and stood on him! She then stamped him out like a cigarette with all her weight and walked away. I said is he dead? . Behind her back she said nonchalantly he's dead . I then scooped up the dead ant and placed him in another room for later viewing. I was already turned on! I then explained to her tactfully that I was into fetishes and she was fairly OK about it. I asked her if she would use my face as a footstool while she talked on the phone. I lay on the floor under a desk and she sat at the desk chair with and put her giant shoes (I would say 10 1/2)on my face. After some coaxing she agreed to treat my face more harshly than she had at the beginning. While laughing about some gossip with her girlfriend on the phone she semi-u*********sly stomped a few times on my face.(I had dimmed the lights so I even think she eventually forgot about me a little.) It was so arousing. As the soles of her shoes rested heavily on face I could taste a little blood from my lip. It would get worse when she ever so slightly shifted her shoe a few inches to one side. It was awesome. I then asked her to take off her shoes and rest her barefeet on my face. She said she was embarrassed about possible foot odor but I convinced her. Her big feet smelled great resting on my face.I then licked them clean as read from a People magazine I had bought just for the occasion. Later I got up and asked for her help in more kinky things. I rested my head on the bed and asked her to sit on my face. She was a slim tall girl but her ass was curvy and beautiful in those tight jeans. I knew it wouldn't work though. She sat down but was much too heavy for me. My eyes felt like they were going to explode. That experiment didn't last long. Finally I lay on the bed and asked her to stand on the bed and over me. I had given her a bag of gummybear-like candies. I said it was a contest and she had to chew the candies and spit them into my opened mouth. What fun! She missed a lot the candies often landing on parts of my face. But then she would pickup the missfires and shove them in my mouth--all filled with her spit. A couple of times she hit bullseyes and SHE got all happy. Then I asked her to pretend I was the person she hated the most and to spit in my mouth. She got close and unleashed a wad of saliva that I quickly tasted and swallowed. I was in heaven that whole hour. I tried to see her a few weeks later but was told she was not longer on the circuit. It was too bad. I tried but never found her again. I kick myself that I didn't give her MY phone number--so that in case she ever left the circuit she could get ********* from me just for talking on the phone with her best friends! But hindsight is 20/20. Hope you enjoyed it. I'll post more of my true experiences like when I was walked on by secretary-by-day "Diane".... Clay 2003