Only In The Navy 3
I was growing restless in my tiny little room. The memory of that
little blond was fresh in my mind and I desperately wanted to find her again. As I lay in
my bunk flipping through my magazine I could not clear my mind. There was a wetness
forming between my legs as I thought about having my feet smelled again.
Tossing my magazine to the corner of my bed I jumped out of my bunk and
laced up my running sneakers. Wearing my sweat pants and a white tee shirt I headed out to
explore the ship for my next victim.
It was a fairly calm night aboard my aircraft carrier tonight. We were
sailing around the Indian Ocean doing some maintenance work and recovering from our long
hectic days. Most of my companions welcomed the slower days but I grew bored and lonely
when it was slow.
As I made my way through the ship I smiled and exchanged hellos with
some of the sailors that I recognized. My feet were already sweating inside of my tightly
tied sneakers. I loved it when they felt hot and fiery inside my already smelly sneakers.
It was a little hard to walk I was so excited. The butterflies filled my stomach as I
thought about someone smelling my feet. It was like ants were running all over my stomach
and inside of my inner most sensitive spot.
My mind was racing as I sought out that lucky person. Up and down I
walked at a faster pace looking for a small little girl to play with. Finding that one
special girly girl who new her place was at my feet was what I was looking for. My pace
quickened as I continued to roam the boat.
As I climbed staircase after staircase I felt my feet burning inside of
my sneakers. Sweat dripping between my toes sent Goosebumps up and down my body. The more
I thought about shoving my stinky feet into her face the harder it was to place one foot
in front of the other to move.
And then I stopped in the hanger bay to catch my breath. It was a large
room where we parked our aircraft below deck. Over in the middle of the bay I noticed a
little red head sitting on the floor eating an apple. I could tell she worked in the food
service and was probably enjoying the breeze, which flowed through the bay.
Straightening up I walked over to her in a crisp military walk. Then I
looked down at the 5’3 frame and smiled as I noticed her long arms and legs, looked
like a runner or swimmer. The girl’s big breasts looked cramped in her tight shirt.
Her face was filled with cute little freckles and she had an adorable dimple. She was a
poster child for the navy.
Looking at her with a stern face I spoke in a stern officer style as I
said, “What do you think you are doing in my spot? This is not a place to be with out
my permission. What is your name? Where are you supposed to be? Never mind
that
3;follow me miss thing.”
I watched her stand up and look at me with frightened eyes as she
walked directly behind me. It was like a lost little schoolgirl following her master home.
I felt her eyes burning into the back of my head as we walked to a small office in the
corner of the hanger bay. I new there would be no one there at this time and would have
the room to myself for several hours.
Once I opened the door and let her in I locked the door behind us and
began to close the blinds as she stood at attention. When I glanced over at her I could
see her trembling as she waited for me to speak.
“Mam
3;she whispered. I am so sorry Mam. I did not know
3;I
mean Mam
3;it will not happen again.”
I moved right into her face and shouted out, “YOUR DAMN RIGHT IT
WON’T”.
When I pointed to the chair behind the desk and yelled for her to sit
she gave me a blank look.
“SIT DOWN”
3;I yelled.
In a slow nervous walk she walked behind the desk and was about to sit in the chair when I
screamed out, “Not my chair! How disrespectful are you
3;ON THE FLOOR YOU IGNORANT
WORM!”?
For a long moment she stood there in disbelieve. Then as I walked
briskly toward her she sat down in a hurry. Sitting Indian style she starred at me as I
sat down in the chair in front of her. Turning my chair so I was facing her I looked down
at her locked eyes with her and waited for her to look away. When her eyes finally looked
down at the floor I new I had her.
I had her back to the wall the desk blocking her way to the door and I
was blocking her only exit
3;my heart was beating fast as I looked the girl over. Her
eyes were starring at the floor as I swiveled in my chair so I was facing her. My legs
reached out and I crossed my ankles, which were touching her legs. It was funny to watch,
she wiggled back so her back was touching the wall as she retreated from my feet. Rolling
my chair foreword I again moved my feet to they were touching her legs.
“What’s a matter
3;my feet stink or something?”
“aaa
3;NO MAM
3;”
Her eyes darted from my face to my sneakers as she tried to figure out
what I was up to. It was obvious she was disgusted with my sneakers touching her. As I
inched my feet up and onto her legs she looked at me with a scared look of a child who was
lost.
“Listen red, let’s see if you can follow a simple order.
Remove my sneakers you little maggot!”
After she looked at me with a questionable look I held my sneakers up
and pointed at them. With trembling hands she took my left foot in her hand and began
pulling on my laces.
“That’s a good little obedient sailor. Maybe I can turn you
into a good navy girl yet”.
“Mam yes mam”
3;she screamed out.
I WAS IMPRESSED WITH MY SELF; I HAD MY SELF-CONVINCED I WAS AN OFFICER.
“Massage my tired feet for me.”
It surprised me when she began holding me feet one at a time and used
her thumbs to deeply massage my soles. There was a fire burning in me as she rubbed my
feet. As she moved her tiny frail fingers around my feet I sat back and sat with my hand
between my legs where I could poke and rub that fire.
“Why are you making those nasty faces
3;I know it’s not my
feet.”?
“No MAM
3;Sorry MAM
3;
“Smell that sneaker
3;put it up to your nose and smell it. Tell
me they stink
3;DO IT DAMIT,” I barked out.
With my bare feet resting in her lap she raised my sneaker to her nose
and took a quick sniff before gasping out my foul smell. I could not help but chuckle as
her face reddened and she had this look on her face that reminded me of someone who just
smelled a skunk or bit into a hot pepper.
She was starring up at me with a look of shock as I ordered her to
smell it again. This time she spoke in a whisper, “please mam
3;I can’t stand
the smell. They really do stink pretty bad.”
“SMELL MY SNAKER NOW!!!”
I frightened her with my screaming and she quickly held the sneaker to
her nose. Raising my foot I pressed my foot against the sneaker pinning it to her nose.
Watching her hold my ankle and leg with her hands trying to push back my foot left me
feeling Horne as hell. Pressing even harder I enjoyed watching her struggling and
squirming as she inhaled breath after breath of my stinky, foul smelling worn out
sneakers.
“Deep breaths
3;inhale deeply my dear, the smell is good for
you.” Haahaaaa I proclaimed.
I could not make out was she mumbling so I just talked in baby talk as
she smelled my sneakers.
“Ogga bugga wogga
3;oh someone is smelling my smelly feet” I laughed out.
With my leg getting tired I released my foot from the sneaker and
watched her holding her head as she caught her breath. I bent over and with a quick pull
on her feet I had her on her back. Standing up out of my chair I stood on her stomach and
saw her begging eyes starring at me. It was so cute; her pity filled face looking up at
little old me.
It was a powerful feeling that overcame me as I stood on this girl.
With her body under my feet and her arms moving from the floor to her chest trying to
figure out what to do I decided to just stand there on her and stare her down. The red
head could not look up at me any longer and just closed her eyes.
“Look at me you silly girl. Does it feel good having me stand on
you? Now do you know where your place is honey? Know tell me you enjoyed smelling my
sneakers.”
She had to force the words out, “Your sneakers smelled
great
3;MAM. Oh
3;please get off me
3;
Smiling down at her I decided to really torture her.
“Show me that you liked my sneakers, pick it up and smell them”.
Standing on her stomach I watched her hold my sneaker to her nose and
sniff. My body moved up and down as she breathed in my stench. She was quickly gagging
again so I moved up and sat down on her chest with my feet next to her head.
“Before we end your lesson today I need to make sure you never
disrespect me again.”
My feet came to a rest on her face, each foot covering a half of her
head. My hands were holding her arms tightly so she could not raise them. Felling my feet
pressing into her skin and digging into her as she breathed my feet, which were trapped in
my foul sneakers all day had me ready to explode.
No longer able to take it I shoved a foot into her mouth and ordered
her to suck my toes. I felt her tongue on my toes as she tried to grab my little toe with
her teeth. As she took my little toe and sucked on it I had to tell her to do it a little
more gently.
“That’s it
3;nice and easy. Take each toe and do it just
like that. Work my toes baby
3;oh YESSS
3;you are so good at this.”
My fingers had long since been circling my pussy. Finding my clit I
began wiggling it as my toes were engulfed in her saliva. Loud slurping noises were coming
from her mouth as she tried to please me. When she was able to suck each toe for a nice
long time I placed my feet back on her face as I waited to clear my head as my second
orgasm just shot through me.
“Now show me how well you can lick my feet, start with my
toes” I said in a rushed voice.
I watched as she took short licks under my toes and was amazed how good
it felt. As each toe got licked I felt my body shudder. Spreading my toes wide she began
licking between them and I began bouncing up and down as she slowly ran her tongue between
each toe.
“Good
3;now my sole
3;fast, that’s it. Keep
going
3;I muttered
Again my body exploded as she licked the length of my soles. My body
was growing tired and weak from the earth shattering explosions that shot through my body
but I just could not pull my self away.
I was surprised when I felt her teeth nibbling and scratching on my
heel. It was very stimulating and I was suddenly overcome with pleasure. Looking down at
my feet, which were hiding her face, I enjoyed the feeling of her teeth on my foot. Her
teeth were nibbling and biting my foot and I was gearing up for another orgasm. Leaning
back on her body I began bucking wildly as my feet were getting nibbled on and my fingers
were pumping faster then a bullet. There was a cloud that was filling my head and my body
was tingling from head to toe. I felt my body jump and twitch; it was like I was floating
in a sea of pleasure.
My eyes closed as I felt myself drifting off right there on top of the
red head. I felt my legs getting moved, a voice calling out from the fog, “are you
awake
3;