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It’s surreal for the trio to see her excitement build with every step she takes. Less than ten seconds in on him, Gracelyn flings her size 6 1/2’s off to the side and works her feet under his shirt with haste so she can knead at his stomach with her toes.

‘This girl definitely knows what she’s doing,’ Brian thinks to himself. He can’t feel her weight, but she certainly knows how to make her feet register to him. As an added bonus, they feel just as soft and deliciously moist against his skin as Christie’s feet usually do.

Christie doesn’t need her gift to know how much Gracelyn is affecting Brian. She can feel his breathing pattern intensify under her feet, and it’s getting her hot and bothered as well. She adds to her own delight as much as his when she places the ball of her foot on his lips, forcing him to breathe through her toes. The sweet scent of her sole covering his nostrils never fails to melt his senses and make his body relax completely.

Gracelyn feels the difference in his stomach instantly and lets out soft, giddy moans the more she sinks into him.

This chain reaction makes Cindy anxious to join in. Without a word, she gets up from the couch, kicks off her slippers, and joins the others by standing on Brian’s thighs. She eyes Christie intently with a provocative smirk.

Taking hardly a moment to pick up her thoughts, Christie giggles seductively back at her, and it catches their guest’s attention.

“What?” Gracelyn asks as her actions on Brian temporarily come to a pause.

“Oh nothing my dear,” Christie purrs.

Gracelyn’s excitement simmers a little when she notices Christie fanning herself with her hand. She turns to check Cindy who is looking back at her with a lip-nibbling smile. “Nooo, it’s definitely something.” Looking back to Christie, “What is it?”

“You.”

Gracelyn swallows hard with wide eyes, “What about me?”

Adjusting her footing to stand with both feet on the side of Brian’s head, Christie leans in and spares no more than an inch between the tips of their noses when she tells the little lady, “You are driving us absolutely crazy!” Her balance, although already impeccable, is aided by her forearms resting on the girl’s shoulders as she runs her fingers into her hair and against the back of her head.

Cindy leans into Gracelyn’s ear from behind, “Don’t worry, she means that in a very good way.”

A soft whimper escapes Gracelyn’s lips. She feels like a kiss on the lips is immanent with as close as Christie is and with the way their eyes are locked onto each other. She tries to be careful with her thoughts, however, as she knows how her hostess’ abilities work, and doesn’t want to make things weird by letting her know that she would gladly accept one. There’s one problem though, Christie’s fingers caressing the back of her scalp is making that very difficult to do.

“Thing is, I can’t tell how you feel about…other things,” Christie emphasizes with a smile, “because you are scrambling my gift.”

“Huh?!” Gracelyn blurts out.

“I can read her and him just fine, but you…I’m having trouble reading you. It’s a shame because I really like what I see.”

Because of what Christie’s fingers are doing to her, Gracelyn misinterprets what she heard and moves in for a lip-lock without a second thought, disregarding her previous concerns entirely.

Cindy can’t believe her eyes and is therefore unsure about how to react at the moment.

Gracelyn takes her time pulling back from her kiss with Christie. “Sorry – not sorry,” she softly coos.

That answers a lot of Christie’s questions, but also raises more. With nothing more than a sweet smile of acknowledgement, she stands up straight. “I will be back shortly,” she tells Gracelyn. “Honey, will you join me?” she asks of Cindy.

The two slowly and calmly step off Brian, leaving their guest alone on his stomach. Since Christie had his head pinned to the side, he didn’t see anything that just happened and is justified in his confusion.

“Where are you two going?” he asks.

Christie is the only one who turns to look his way, but she just keeps her smile going and remains silent as she and Cindy continue walking out of the room.

He looks back up at Gracelyn, “What happened?”

“I kissed her,” Gracelyn quietly replies, still in a bit of a daze herself. She can’t believe what just happened either and stumbles off Brian’s stomach and onto the ottoman next to him.

“Seriously?”

The girl moans softly in delight as she flops back from her sitting position.

Brian glances off in the direction his ladies walked off in as he sits up in shock and then looks back to his guest. “And she told me to behave myself,” he says to himself, but loud enough for Gracelyn to hear also.

She smiles in response and then tells him, “She was asking for it. You didn’t see how close she got or the look she gave me.”

“Well, I could definitely tell where you two were standing, that’s for sure,” Brian replies as he reaches over and rubs a few of Gracelyn’s toes between his fingers.

She tokat escort moans automatically as a general reaction to her feet being touched and scoots back towards him on her seat. Placing her left foot in the fold of his lap, she presses the toes of her other one against his lips. “Would you please?”

Her adorable, pouty, lip-biting look tells Brian everything he needs to know and doesn’t hesitate for a second to open his mouth and let her toes slip in. What surprises him the most among other things is that she’s doing all of these actions herself – he doesn’t even need to hold her foot in place because she’s doing that on her own too.

She immediately takes several, deep, orgasm-level breathes as she plops back onto the ottoman, losing herself in euphoria as she runs her own hands through her hair. She can feel the feeling in her legs fading the more her toes are sucked on, and at the moment, she doesn’t care.

Her foot is so small that Brian can almost fit all five of her yummy digits comfortably into his mouth at once. He certainly makes several attempts to do so as he takes a hold on her foot and lets his fingers sink into her incredibly soft sole. Everything about her foot is making his mouth water; the feel, the smell, the taste. He can’t help but notice how much she seems to have strived for perfection with her feet.

She moans again as she slowly pulls her foot from his mouth and grip and presents him with the other one. Her body jolts in semi-orgasmic shock when he starts off on her smallest toe first.

As if this whole experience isn’t a switch up in and of itself, Brian decides to mix things up even more by taking a good long whiff between her toes just to see what they smell like before they are salivated over. When they curl over and grip onto his nose, he picks up the scent of mixed berries, and along with the flowery scent of Christie’s feet from moments earlier, he melts himself all over again and lies back on the floor.

A few minutes go by before Gracelyn can pull herself together enough to sit up. “Hey,” nudging his cheek with her toes, “you aren’t done with these yet,” wiggling them on his lips.

Brian moans with soft laughter, “My apologies. Where are my manners,” he sarcastically mumbles between her toes, “What a terrible host I’m being.”

“A terrible host?” Gracelyn replies somewhat surprised. “Are you kidding me? I get to have my feet on you! I couldn’t ask for a better host!”

Despite his obvious sarcasm, he is still taken aback by her response. He moves her toes from his lips to his chin, “You’re for real?”

“Of course I am! Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Well, why does having your feet on me mean so much to you?”

“I don’t know, it just does. It’s always been that way for me,” she says smiling down at him. “You’re just the first guy I’ve met in ages who has openly let me do this and enjoy it! Although, considering who you’re with, I guess that really shouldn’t come as a surprise, huh?”

“Yeah, I guess not. I’ve done a lot with those two – I could write a book on everything we’ve done together-“

“Oh my God you totally should!” Gracelyn enthusiastically cuts him off. “I would buy that up in a heartbeat!”

Brian smiles briefly, “I…just…don’t think you realize how much you’ve thrown us off our game here,” finishing his thought.

That perks Gracelyn’s attention, “Is that a bad thing?”

“Nope. Not at all,” he says with a kiss to the ball of her foot before getting back to her toes as she requested.

She buries her smiling face in her hands from blushing so hard from the gesture. She wants to ask him what he means by being thrown off their game, but the sensations from her foot sizzle her thought process without fail. She relies merely on force of habit to move her foot along with what he’s doing and gets an overwhelming pull in her loins when her big toe gets subjected to an intense sucking.

Her foot that’s on his stomach has slid ever so slightly into his pants, covering three of her five toes, and with the way they are gripping his skin, it is encouraging his sucking motions to get slower and more precise.

Gracelyn can’t form words, but her moans and tears of pleasure tell Brian more than enough about how he’s affecting her. She reels over into a fetal position when he slips his tongue between her toes, and then loses herself completely when he follows that up with slow licks up the entire length of her plushy sole, falling forward onto the floor in an orgasmic seizure.

Brian sits up again and with one last kiss on her heel, he asks, “Are you alright?”

Gracelyn simply moans a ‘Yes’ in response at first. Once the orgasmic feelings start to pass, she’s able to speak. “You have no idea how long I’ve waited for something like that,” she says through deep breaths of delight.

Brian smiles, “judging by your reaction, I’d say too long.”

“Oh my God YES!” Gracelyn says as she turns onto her back and rests her feet against Brian’s stomach again. She takes a moment to collect herself yozgat escort before speaking again. “All any other guy wants to do is get into my pants! They never want to do anything with my feet!”

“Well that’s definitely their loss,” Brian replies with his hand on her feet. “They are truly amazing! I certainly enjoyed them!”

The look of a silent scream is on Gracelyn’s face as she rapidly taps her feet on him from being unable to contain her excitement. “Oh baby if you only knew how much hearing that just made my day! If you were single I’d snatch you up in a heartbeat!”

“Wha…” Brian can’t believe what he just heard. He feels himself blushing slightly as Gracelyn smiles at him with her toes scrunching his abs. “Why…ok, hold up. What am I missing here?”

“Well you’re with Christie and Cindy already, so-“

“Not that. I mean what is it about the attention to your feet that you like so much?”

“Christie hasn’t told you that yet?”

“She hasn’t told me or Cindy much of anything about you really. You’re scrambling her gift at the moment, remember?”

“Yeah. I still think that’s crazy,” Gracelyn says trailing off into thought.

“It’s a first for sure. So yeah, a big question…on all our minds actually, is what’s your deal with all of this? Like, why do other people think you’re crazy?”

“They think I’m crazy because I want to trample someone anywhere and everywhere I go.”

Hearing that is nothing Brian isn’t used to from Christie and Cindy’s treatment already. “Alright? Go on.”

“So like when I’ve had guys over to watch a movie, and I say ‘had’ because it’s been a while – but their idea of a movie night was cuddling with their hand in my pants. It was alright because they were cute, but I would’ve preferred to have them lay down so I could stand on them during the movie, and they didn’t like doing it every time. Plus, they’d barely let me stay on through like the first ten minutes before asking if I was done yet. None of them would let me stay on, and it was irritating!”

Brian acknowledges her with a nod, “What else?”

Gracelyn sighs happily with a smile. Being around someone who will let her speak her mind is so refreshing for her that her past disappointments don’t bother her as much as they usually do. “Well, I also like trampling while in the work place.”

“Oh?” Brian says with heightened interest.

“Yeah. Any job I get, including the one I have now, I always look around for places that I could use for walking on people – usually spots where the cameras can’t see so me and whoever I’m with don’t get in trouble.”

“So it’s like a quickie for sex, only you do it for trampling?”

“Yes! Exactly!” Gracelyn exclaims, excited that someone finally gets it.

“Have you ever been caught?”

“I haven’t exactly had the chance,” she says with a disappointed smirk. “The people I’ve asked are too scared about losing their jobs – as if McDonald’s is a job anyone should worry about losing!”

Brian chuckles, “You tried walking on someone at McD’s? Where would you possibly trample them where you wouldn’t be caught?”

“The storage room!” Gracelyn replies without missing a beat.

“By all means, explain.”

“They have racks that are on sliders, and I found that the cameras couldn’t see into the rows that are made from the ones closest to the outside. Anytime I’ve asked one of the guys, especially one of the new ones, for assistance with getting up to something on the upper shelves, he’d go and pull whatever I needed down himself – completely defeating the point of why I wanted him back there in the first place.”

Brian thinks for a second, “If I had to guess, I’d say you wanted to step on his back while he was on all fours?”

Gracelyn squeals with a giddy clap, “Oh my God YES! YES, YES, YESSS!!” as she leaps up to squeeze him in a hug.

Brian laughs warmly as he hugs her back.

Pulling back and sitting on her legs, Gracelyn admits, “I’ve even wanted to step on someone while I was on a break, but everyone is always on the go.”

“I would’ve laid down for you,” Brian says.

“Really?!”

“Of course! As long as it didn’t seem like I was stalling too long for the task at hand. That’s what the ladies do when I come into the office for something.”

“What?! They walk on you at work?!!”

“Oh yeah! Christie will do it anytime she’s not busy with someone else, non-trample related of course, and Cindy will usually join her after hours. They’ve even walked on me at the job sites when we do inspections! As the owner, Christie can really do it whenever she wants, but of course she knows who besides myself tolerates it before hand, and she’ll have the others ask her for a back walk or something first whereas with me, she’ll straight-up tell me when and where to lay down.”

Gracelyn gets a huge smile on her face. “No way! That’s incredible!”

“It is pretty nice. Christie’s policy with it is that doing it is fine if it doesn’t impede the work flow.”

“OH! I remember now, she has zonguldak escort her own business! She said she used it to build this place!” Gracelyn recalls from the interview. “That and I guess it was you who she was talking about when she mentioned her self-appointed supervisor bringing the construction time down.”

“Yep. And I only brought it down because we didn’t have to do any guess work with the floor. I enabled her to test it on the spot.”

“What’s so special about the floor?”

Brian smirks confidently and scoots out from the ottoman he’s been leaning on this whole time. He then knocks on the side of it two times before the whole thing sinks down into the floor, resting flush at the surface.

Gracelyn’s jaw drops! “OH MY GOD THAT IS SO COOL!!”

“There’s one of these every couple of feet for the length of the couch, which is also modular in the same fashion. There are railings scattered throughout the room both in the floor and along the walls for anyone who has trouble with their balance, and everything inside this chrome oval sinks down to allow a person’s body to be level with the surface of the floor – unless they are morbidly obese, then it’ll still leave quite a bit above the floor level.”

Hearing that the house is custom made to accommodate for trampling is pure gold to Gracelyn and she loses it with an ear-piercing scream!

It jars Brian enough to make his heart skip a beat, and a few seconds later, Christie and Cindy casually return from the other room.

“I take it you told her about the floor?” Christie ambiguously asks him.

“What?!” he shouts back due to the ringing in his ears before plopping back onto the floor.

The girls giggle amongst themselves as Gracelyn rushes over to them.

“OOooooh my God, oh my God, oh my God! I LOVE the idea of your house! It’s amazing! You’re amazing! Everything is…AHHHH!!” Gracelyn joyfully cheers as she bounces around like a kid going out for ice cream.

Christie naturally matches her excitement and bounces about with her, “Well thank you sweetie! I am so glad you love the house – it was definitely made for people like us!”

Gracelyn excitement level rises even more when she hears Christie include her like that, and she jitters uncontrollably as she goes in for another hug, which Christie happily reciprocates.

The three ladies walk back over to Brian who is propped up on his arm and is still trying to pop his ears with his jaw using a common quick-opening motion. Christie presses her foot against his chest, pushing him down to the floor as Gracelyn hops full weight onto his stomach.

“And thank you my love for helping me learn more about her,” she tells him.

“Ehh?” he replies, still messing with his ears.

“Oh stop it. I know you heard me,” she giggles with a playful stomp.

“What did he help you learn?” asks Gracelyn.

“Everything you two just talked about – we heard a lot of it from the other room, but I confirmed everything from what I picked up from him.” Christie says.

“Oh, well ok,” Gracelyn replies as she turns around on Brian’s stomach in order to face Christie directly. “So why are you having trouble reading me? I was hoping when I found you that you could help me figure out a few things with your gift, so it kinda sucks that it’s not working.”

“Awww! No, it is working hun, it just can’t keep up with what I believe is your trample vibe, this amazing part of you that is responsible for everything you’re about!”

“I’m all ears,” Gracelyn says with anticipation.

“So what I’ve been able to rule out is that this vibe of yours has been sharing all your ideas with me, and you have so many of them that I can’t focus on any one thing about you until most of them pass! What makes you special to us, especially to me, is that we’re just now seeing each other for the first time today, but I’ve been picking up these ideas, your vibe, for the last three months!”

“What?!” This is a simultaneous response from both Cindy and Gracelyn.

“That’s a pretty big detail you failed to mention earlier my dear,” Cindy says.

“Three months is how long it’s been since I moved into my current place,” Gracelyn adds.

“I didn’t say anything because I’ve never been able to pick up on anyone as far away as I’ve tracked your vibe, and I had to be sure you were real first,” Christie admits.

Gracelyn is stunned, and a little choked up emotionally, “Well I’m definitely real! But…I don’t live out here, or in the city. In fact, I’m several towns away – it’s like a half hour drive to get here, according to Google maps.”

Everyone is now in shock! For almost a minute, no one can say anything as they all try to rationalize what Christie’s gift is now capable of.

“Holy shit!” Being the only guy in the group, Brian is the first to break the silence since he’s not as emotionally invested in the realization as the girls are.

Christie smiles down at him, presses his cheek playfully with her foot, and then returns her attention to their guest.

Gracelyn can feel herself starting to lose it again, but she tries to make a coherent thought first. “Uh, yeah…holllll – wait, hold up! If I’m understanding this right…your gift reached out to me when I moved here. It reacted stronger than you’re used to…and I’m the only one it’s…done…this…wi- wi- w-“

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