FJFest, Part NINE/Day 2

Henrietta gets a break and gets to watch a little! Cheerleader vs. Goth

Girl!

With their feet washed and a change of socks after the Human Sidewalk, Kari

and Danae headed to the next meet. Henrietta and the rest of the team

followed behind them. She noticed Kari’s limp was a little more pronounced,

and again she wondered how Kari would work this out. “I wouldn’t worry too

much about it” Aurore told her. “You don’t have to stand through the whole

competition”. Henrietta breathed a sigh of relief. “I didn’t want this to

be completely one-sided” she replied. Danae turned, and with mock-anger

exclaimed “You’re hoping I lose my advantage? Gee, thanks a lot!”

Henrietta started to apologize, but saw the half-grin on Danae’s face. Kari

played along with the joke. “What, no faith in a crippled cheerleader?

Shame on both of you!” Henrietta had to laugh at Kari’s reply. “Fine,

fine. I’ll just root for a tie. Then I’ll beat you both in the afternoon

round”. The rest of the girls laughed along with Kari and Danae as they

arrived at the field.

The bottoms were already in position when the team arrived. The first

thing Henrietta did when they arrived was to look for Mikey. She was hoping

he wouldn’t be there, as she wanted him for the second heat. To her

disappointment, she saw him sitting in chair 13. Even more disappointing,

Danae was at chair 11 and Kari was at chair 12. The little Indian girl from

the Heights team was standing in front of Mikey. Henrietta found herself

hoping she wasn’t as vicious as the other Heights girls, although she did

help stomp the crap out of her own human sidewalk an hour earlier.

The announcement came for the teams to get ready. The bottoms removed

their shorts, and a few of them removed their shoes as well, while the girls

untied their own shoes. Kari removed both shoes and socks, but kept the

bandage on her left ankle. Danae’s sneaker boots were unlaced, so she could

just step out of them when the time came. She’d changed into

black-and-white striped socks for this match. Both of their bottoms seemed

to be in good shape, not too fat or too buff. The Indian girl was barefoot

as was Mikey, although he didn’t need to be.

Henrietta felt Matt’s presence before he uttered a word. “So, who’re you

rooting for?” he asked. “I have two team mates up there, so I’m just going

to root for both of them” she replied, turning to face him. He nodded.

“Sorry, I’ll be pulling for my brother, even if she’s from the Heights. I

hope you don’t mind.” Henrietta smiled and shrugged. “That’s okay.” She

paused a bit before continuing. “Mikey couldn’t stop talking about me, you

say?” she asked him. “You think you’re the only ones in competition here?”

he responded.

The whistle blew at that point, and the girls started to work. Danae

slipped out of one sneaker boot and started pressing the ball of her foot on

the member of number 11. Kari sat her bandaged foot on 12’s cock and

started flexing her toes on his shaft. The Indian girl placed her heel on

Mikey’s ball sac and started rolling her foot up and down, from sac to the

head of his cock. Henrietta tore herself away from the match. “What do you

mean?” Matt’s face turned a bit red. “We like to see how long we can last,

and how much weight we can handle” he replied. He paused and then continued

“Who got to meet the cutest girl. He won THAT competition.” Henrietta

blushed at that last comment as he continued “Mikey’s my kid brother, and

he’s just trying to be like me, I guess. He’s not in the trampling

competitions yet, but he is for the foot jobs.”

He continued “The rest of us were teasing him a little, asking him who his

new girlfriend was. He seems to have taken that to heart.” Henrietta’s

face got even redder at that last remark. “Funny, I couldn’t stop thinking

of him either. He’s not my first bottom, but he seems…different somehow”

she said. “Yeah, he’s a good kid, so treat him right” he said. “I think

you’re his first crush.” With that last line, they both turned to watch the

competition. Kari had already sat down in front of number 12, and several

of the other girls were following suit, the Indian girl included. Henrietta

knew from experience that position could get a bit…messy. Kari was new, and

she would get to find that out for herself. She had wrapped her left leg

around number 12’s leg, and was using her left sole to hold his cock in

place while she massaged his shaft with the toes of her right foot. The

Indian girl was doing a straight-forward sole job, with Mikey’s cock between

the soles of her feet. Danae, still standing, was rolling number 11’s cock

around with her own sole with limited success, as he was still limp.

“Hey, I know that guy” Matt whispered behind her, pointing to number 11.

“That’s Stan the Man! He’s what we call a ‘sniffer’. He gets off on the

smell of feet. He’s a good guy and all that. He just can’t get off without

smelling a sock or something.” Henrietta pondered that information for a

second, and then called to Danae. When Danae turned around, Henrietta

pointed to her own sock, then to her nose, then to number 11. Danae nodded,

and then sat down in front of him. She pulled her other sneaker boot off

using the chair leg as a brace and stuck her black-and-white socked foot

into the air in front of number 11. That’s my first time coaching, she

thought as number 11 leaned forward. He rested his nose on Danae’s sole,

and Henrietta could see him inhale, even though he was in an awkward,

hunched-over position. Danae straightened her leg out, pressing her foot

into his face, all the while rolling her foot on his cock. She looked like

she was holding him up with her foot; his face was so deeply pressed into

her sole.

Not to be outdone, Kari moved her left leg back to the center and grasped

number 12’s cock between the first and second toe of her left foot. She

then started to squeeze the cock head with her right toes as she stroked his

cock between her left toes. The little Indian girl had a few tricks as

well. She moved Mikey’s cock from her soles and started gripping it, then

massaging it with her toes, squeezing and relaxing, over and over.

Henrietta noticed the ecstatic look on his face. I wonder if he looked like

that yesterday, when he was under my chair, she thought to herself. She’d

never seen his cock from this angle either, and it was impressive for a new

guy, she had to admit.

A loud, muffled grunt from number 11 caught her attention. He had his face

completely mashed into Danae’s sole, and she was bouncing his face with her

foot. Henrietta could tell he was about to come. A couple more moans came

from 12 and Mikey. This was turning into a race to the wire! Mikey was

already leaking pre-come, and number 12 was fully engorged. Danae used a

little heel pressure on number 11’s ball sac, and kept pressing the shaft

with her sole, while Kari pressed number 12’s shaft against her bandaged

sole while gripping with her toes. The little Indian girl moved back to her

sole job, using his pre-come as a lubricant for much deeper strokes.

Mikey’s face went from ecstasy to total bliss. In a weird sense, Henrietta

felt jealous of the little Indian girl. She wished SHE could be the one

driving Mikey to that point.

A series of grunts came from number 12, and he finally unloaded. Kari’s

inexperience was demonstrated as she had his cock pointing directly towards

her. She flinched to the right, but she still caught a good bit of his load

on the side of her face, almost hitting her in the left eye, but instead

landing on her cheek. Barely a second after Kari had won, number 11 came as

well. Since Danae was using her sole for the foot job, his load launched

all over his own stomach and the toe of Danae’s sock. As if jealous of

their success, Mikey shot off as well. The little Indian girl showed her

own inexperience by just lying down and ducking as Mikey shot his load.

Most of his come landed directly on her shirt, with a splatter landing on

her neck. Henrietta felt a small dampness on her own shirt, and was shocked

to discover Mikey had launched his semen THAT far. All this happened within

3 seconds, which HAS to be a new record, thought Henrietta.

Mikey was worn out again, so Lori and Tina helped him to their usual

resting spot, under the tree. Matt followed along behind them, to keep an

eye on his brother. “He’s young and inexperienced, so you can’t blame him

for wearing out early” Matt offered. “Turn your head” Henrietta instructed

him. “I gotta change my shirt.” With an embarrassed grin, Matt did just

that. “Yes, he young, inexperienced, and powerful” Henrietta replied,

quickly donning a fresh shirt from her bag. “I’ve never seen anyone launch

like that.” Matt turned around and replied with a teasing smile on his

face: “Well, it runs in the family!” She gave him a pitying look. “I’m so

sure it does. It’s a shame we’ll never get to see it.”

Kari returned at that moment, her hair still damp from the shower. “Hey,

Henrietta, I hope you brought your stockings. I heard the girls in the

second heat have to wear stockings.” Henrietta sighed at that. “Who keeps

changing the rules on us?” she wondered out loud. Kari hesitated, and then

replied “It was that blonde with the curls. You know, from the Heights. I

saw her talking with one of the judges and then I heard the announcement.”

She paused a bit and then continued “I think…Karin is her name.”

Of course, Henrietta thought as she reached into her bag for her wadded up

white thigh-high stockings. She’s usually behind these things. Lori gave

Matt an abbreviated version of Henrietta and Karin’s first meeting as

Henrietta put her stockings on. She thought she looked silly with her

strappy blouse, tennis skirt, white stockings, and Nike sneakers, but she

knew she wouldn’t be alone.

Lori had finished her story, and Matt looked duly impressed. “I think

she’s ALWAYS had a problem with others” he told Henrietta. “I’ve heard a

little about her. Do you want to know?” She nodded. “You can tell me

about it on the way back to the field.” He sighed. “Don’t forget, this is

second hand information, but here goes...”

End of Part NINE