FJFest, Part SEVEN

This one has the last match of the quarter-finals, and the end of Day One of

the FJ Festival.

Henrietta and Mikey made it to their assigned position. The other seven

girls and their bottoms were already in place, with the boys lying down, and

the girls resting their feet on their chests or stomachs. Mikey stretched

out on the mat, and Henrietta sat down on the chair, resting her own feet on

his stomach. “I’d always meant to ask: Why does everyone start out like

this?” Mikey asked. Henrietta shrugged. “It’s just the starting position.”

she replied, “Besides, it gets you calmed down and ready for what happens

next.”

The announcement came at that moment: “Participants, get ready.” Instead

of just lifting his shirt, Mikey went ahead and removed it, placing it

behind his head as a pillow of sorts. He then pulled his shorts down. “I

hope it’s okay if I watch this time?” he asked. Henrietta nodded. “This

match is pretty much ‘Anything Goes’, but it still counts” she replied.

“I’m going to try something new, and I hope you enjoy it” she continued,

placing her flip-flops back on his stomach as he stared curiously at her. A

quick glance around showed all the other girls removing their footwear and

assuming the ready position. Henrietta flexed her toes inside her

flip-flops and waited for the whistle.

As if in answer, the whistle blew. Most of the other girls started

stroking the cocks with their feet in a rhythmic pattern. Henrietta lifted

her toes, and slid Mikey’s cock under them, so it was resting between her

toes and the sole of her flip-flop. She started gently flexing her toes,

while her other foot was gently stroking his ball sac. “You know, this is

new, and…ohhhh…” Mikey moaned, as she continued to gently flex her toes on

his cock inside her right flip-flop. “I thought you might like it”

Henrietta replied. She shook off her left flip-flop and started in a little

deeper on his ball sac with her toes. After all he’d been through that day;

she was astounded when his cock started showing signs of rigidity so soon.

She started to rock her foot on his cock, first with pressure from the ball

of her foot, then rolling down to the sole, evenly pressing down on it.

Mikey laid his head back down on his t-shirt with a satisfied moan.

Henrietta noticed her teammates watching with total silence and rapt

attention. This wasn’t a problem for her, as she’d watched Aurore try this

once without success. In fact, each of them would practice each other’s

moves, and try to put their own personal stamp on it. Perhaps the

difference was Aurore’s wooden sandals versus her own rubber ones, she

thought.

She was now standing by Mikey’s side, left foot on the ground, and right

one still rolling on his cock. Suddenly, she felt a small cramp in her left

calf, and she grimaced in pain. Almost instantly, a couple of her teammates

gasped as well. They saw she was having trouble. “Go ahead and sit down”

Danae yelled. “Don’t cramp up now! You’ve almost got him going” Kari

continued. Henrietta sat down quickly, and braced her foot against his leg

to try to stretch the cramp out. Her right foot never missed a roll, but

she wasn’t sure how long that would last. Mikey briefly lifted his head to

see what was going on, and Cindy yelled “Keep your head down, boy! Don’t

worry about it!” Mikey dropped his head immediately, and Henrietta had to

smile over that. Cindy was a real sweet heart with her teammates, but she

could be bossy and dominant when she was in the mood.

She snuck a quick peek at her competitors to see how well she was doing.

That last doubles competition appeared to have slowed a few of them down. A

smaller girl, perhaps Indian or Arabic, seemed to be getting close to

getting her bottom off, even thought her technique amounted to running her

bare heel up her bottom’s cock. It was simple, but it was working.

Henrietta knew she had to get working.

She started to work her toes on his cock, squeezing up the shaft. Her left

leg was feeling stretched out, so she went back to work on his ball sac,

massaging gently with her toes as a counterpart. She’d squeeze his shaft

with her right foot, and when she’d release the pressure, she’d gently grip

his ball sac with her left toes. It did work well enough, and she could

tell he was near the exploding point, when a massive cramp caught her in the

right foot. Her toes clenched together, and she could see Mikey wincing in

pain. She took her foot off his cock and started shaking it in the air,

trying to get the cramp out. “Don’t let it get you” yelled Zoë. “Just

shake it off, and there’s a foot rub in it for you later” promised Ami. Her

leg felt a little better, so Henrietta put it back on his cock, which was

still in her flip-flop, and started the rolling action again.

She felt a little dampness around her heel area, which meant he was leaking

pre-come and was about ready to finish off. She applied more pressure, and

dug her toes into the base of his shaft. Again there was the deep moan from

under her. She started to roll her sole on his shaft, back and forth.

Again, she felt the warm dampness from the head of his cock. She almost had

him, she thought.

At that instant, another cramp shot through her right foot. Her toes

clenched reflexively, and she stepped down hard on his cock. The sudden

warm rush on the sole of her foot seemed to surprise them both, as Mikey let

out a shocked grunt. He came all over the sole of her flip-flop, and it

coated her own sole.

Mikey started jerking under her foot, but she kept pressing and rolling with

her foot, until he finally finished. He lay there, gasping for air, while

Henrietta ran the ball of her foot up the length of his cock, draining it

completely. She finally sat back on her chair, completely exhausted and

cramping in both legs as the whistle blew. The announcement followed: “The

winner, Number 8”, which was indeed her position.

Her teammates gathered around her, stepping over and around a thoroughly

worn out Mikey to congratulate her on her win. Zoë even stepped up on his

stomach to reach her, not even bothering to remove her own sandals. “Good

job, Henrietta” Kari said. “I guess I’ll be up against you tomorrow.”

Henrietta nodded. There was a very good chance she’d meet either Danae or

Kari in one of the matches scheduled for the next day. “It’s a pity we both

can’t win, but I wish you good luck” Henrietta said. “Right back at you”

replied Kari.

Mikey moaned under Zoë’s feet, and Henrietta had to shoo her from off his

stomach. “What was this about a free foot rub?” she asked Ami, who just

blushed and said “After you wash your feet a few dozen times.” Even Mikey,

who was barely awake, chuckled a little at that reply.

The girls helped Henrietta and Mikey back under the tree by the benches.

Lori, Kari, and Cindy went off on another search for water and towels.

Aurore slipped off one of her sandals, and placed her foot on the small of

his back. “Looks like we’ll need to do this after all” she said to Danae,

who was already unlacing one of her sneaker-boots. Aurore started pressing

and rubbing her foot on his lower back as Danae joined in, only on his

shoulders. Tina’s black sock clad foot started to press on his right thigh,

while Miko did the same on his left side. Mai removed one shoe and sock and

placed her foot on Henrietta’s calf muscle, rolling her foot back and forth.

Zoë promptly did the same on her other leg. Henrietta let out a small

groan as Ami started pressing on her aching thigh, and Michelle started

pressing her heel on her other thigh.

Cindy and Kari returned with the towels, while Lori carried a small bucket

of water. “I call her left foot” Kari sang out. Cindy grimaced a little,

but started cleaning Henrietta’s right foot, still sticky from Mikey’s last

load. “Don’t forget her flip-flops” Kari reminded her. Cindy looked

suitably grossed out, but made sure to put her flip-flops by the bucket

before resuming her cleaning.

Mikey started snoring, due to both the activities of the day, and the

wonderful massage he was getting from the girls. Henrietta took a second to

look over at him. She couldn’t believe how well he had done. She reached

over and shook him awake. “Don’t forget” she reminded him, “This is Day One

of a THREE day event!” That last note woke him up with a start. “That’s

cool” he replied. “I’m actually starting to like this job.” He smiled back

over to Henrietta. “Does this mean I’m part of your team now?” he asked

with all seriousness. The rest of the girls laughed a bit, but Henrietta

told him “As long as we get you tomorrow!”

End of Part SEVEN