Posted by Michelle - upon request by Herbie on May 05, 19100 at 17:40:53:

By Michelle

It was an autumn day and Darla and her friend Barbara were out car
shopping. Darla was in desparate need for a car as her early 80's Honda
Civic gave up the ghost several days earlier. Its was not worth the cost
to fix it. Darla did not really know what she wanted so her and Barbara
stopped at almost every dealer in town.

After about 4 hours, Darla was still undecided on what she wanted. There
were several that caught her eye. She really needed to decide as she
would be needing the car next week. Barbara suggested to check a few
more places. While driving down the street, Darla noticed a place that
dealt in classic cars. Darla then asked Barbara to pull her car into the
dealer. Barbara was a bit confused. She thought Darla was wanting a new
car. She stopped the car and Darla quickly exited. One of the sales guys
spotted the two ladies in the distance and started to walk towards them.
Darla was a real beauty. She was 5'6" tall, long black hair, and a
curvaceous figure. She was wearing a skin tight white skirt, a black
blouse and some vicious 5" black strappy platform shoes. The sales guy
was literally drooling when he arrived at where they were standing.
"Afternoon ladies. My name is Dwight. How may I help you today?" the
dorky sales guy said. "Oh, we are just looking around. You have some
really neat cars here." Darla replied. The girls continued walking
around with Dwight walking with them like a puppy on a leash. Then it
happened. Darla froze in her tracks. What she saw was a 1967 Pontiac
GTO. It was red with a black top. "Oh my god! What a beautiful car!"
Darla said with enthusiasm. "Yeah, she sure is" Dwight replied, gazing
at her gorgeous size 6 feet. Darla raced towards the drivers side door,
her heels clicking as she ran. She then opened the door. The black
interior was in mint condition. It had a 4 speed manual transmission
with a tachometer mounted on top of the steering column. Darla then got
in and slid behind the wheel. She practically melted in the seat. Darla
gripped the steering wheel and closed her eyes. Dwight was going nuts.
He gazed at those gorgeous platformed feet as they hovered over the
clutch and gas pedals of the old Pontiac.

"Barbara, this is the car for me!" she said. Barbara was a bit stunned
by this quick decision. Darla had always wanted a car like this. An old
friend of hers had a car that was similar and just loved it. "Excuse me
sir? Can I take this for a spin?" Darla asked. Dwights head was
spinning. "Yes maam! Just let me get the keys real fast" Dwight replied,
running towards the office. "He is kind of cute, aint he? Goofy but
cute." Laughed Darla. She then asked Barbara if she wanted to come
along. Barbara said she would pass and grab a snack at the burger place
next door. About a minute latter, a joyous Dwight emerged with the keys.
He opened the passenger door and plopped down in the seat. He then
handed her the key which she quickly snatched from him. The seat was a
bit far back but she could reach the pedals just fine with the aid of
those wicked platform shoes she had on. Meanwhile, Dwight gazed at
Darlas shapely stems as the reached towards the pedals. Darla could tell
that he was studying her. She quickly realized that he was one of "those
guys". She had an old boyfriend who could not get enough of her feet.
Darla had a really hip purple color polish on her toes which made those
sexy feet really stand out. It was then time to go. "You do know how to
drive a stick shift?" Dwight asked. "Oh yes. I SURE DO!" was her reply.
Darla put the key in the ignition and fired the beast up.
Darla turned the key and the Gto fired up with the sound of thunder. She
then moved her sky high platformed right foot onto the accelerator and
started to slowly pump it. The engine started to rev, Darla watched as
the tach. meter redlined with each press of her delicate foot. Dwight
was starting to rev like the engine himself. It was always a fantasy of
his to be in a car with a gorgeous woman as she drove. He was in awe
that she could even drive in such shoes. They were so sexy yet they
seemed like they would be impossible to drive in.

A few more taps of her foot and then it was time to go. Darla engaged
the clutch with her left foor. Her calve muscles tightened as she had
her leg fully extended. A flick of the shift lever into first, and it
was off. Darla tread slowly as she moved the car out of the lot, gently
working the gas pedal, easing out the clutch lowly as she went. They
then got out onto the street. Darla took it easy at first, getting a
feel of the cars power. She enjoyed it. She tightly gripped the wheel as
her platformed feet danced about the pedals. Dwight was not even paying
attention to where they were going, his eyes glued to the activity
below. And was it some kind of activity. He was left slackjawed with
Darlas footwork. She did heel and toe manueuvers like a race car driver.
It was made all the more exciting with the shoes she had on.

The burly GTO came up to a stop sign. Darla downshifted the car, the toe
of her right shoehitting the brake while her heel massaged the gas
pedal. The car was then at a stop. At that moment, Darla fastened her
seat belt. She slid her right foot off the brake and started to rev the
engine while her left foot was firmly planted on the clutch. Dwight
could see the tach needle pegging. Then the inevitable happened.

Darla slammed her heeled right foot onto the gas pedal mercilessly on
the gas pedal and the same time she let the clutch out. Dwight was
instantly pressed back in his seat. A thunderous roar of the engine
ensued with a cloud of tire smoke behind them. Man, could this gal lay a
patch! The engine whined until it redlined. A quick speed shift by Darla
into second gear caused the tires to squeal again. The car was hauling
ass now. Darla then shifted into third gear, tires barking again. She
could not believe she could do that in third gear. She was getting hot.
She could feel herself get wet between her legs. Dwight himself could
feel a sensation between his legs as well. He was absolutely stunned by
what was happening.

Darla had the car up to about 90 miles an hour now. It was a long
stretch of road with no lights or stop signs for several miles. The
extreme high heels Darla was wearing had her foot deliciously arched as
she gunned the accelerator. Darla glanced over at Dwight, seeing his
eyes focused on her feet. "Like how my foot presses the gas? It feels so
good having this kind of power at the mercy of my little foot!" Darla
said teasingly. Dwight did not know what to say. He had been caught.
Darla let up on the gas and then placed her left foot on it. Dwight
could not believe his eyes. She then took her right foot and rubbed it
up and down against Dwights left leg. The bulge in Dwights pants grew
bigger and she knew it! This was so exhillorating for Darla. She took
her left hand off the wheel and slipped it under her skirt. She had not
felt like this in a long time.

The car was now well over 100 miles per hour. Darla needed more. She
took her left foot off the gas and moved it towards the clutch. Then,
all of a sudden, she slammed her feet onto the brake and clutch pedals.
The tires started to squeal. The back in of the car broke contact with
the road. The car started to spin. Darla gripped the wheel tight,
turning the wheel to keep control of the spin. The muscles in her legs
tightened even more as she literally stood on the pedals. Darla had her
head slightly tilted back. After what seemed to be an eternity, the car
came to a rest. The car pointing the exact opposite direction that they
had been going. Darla slipped the gear shift into neutral, then took her
feet off the pedals. "Was that exciting or what?" she said with an
excited tone. "Uh, yeah, it sure was." Dwight replied. "My feet are
getting a little sore in these shoes" Darla complained. She then swung
her right foot over on Dwights lap. "Take my shoes off!" she said in a
soft but demanding voice. "I want to feel whats it like to drive this
monster in my soft barefeet" she said teasingly. With that, Dwight
started to unbuckle the straps on those gorgeous platform shoes.
Dwights hands shook slightly as he prepared to unleash Darlas
magnificent foot from her shoe. The strap was unbuckled and the shoe
slowly removed from her foot. Darla arched her head back as Dwight held
her foot in his hand. She then pivoted her left foot towards Dwight.
Again, Dwight repeated the maneuver. As he removed her left shoe, he ran
a finger under her soft sole, causing her to gasp slightly. Once
finished, Darla turned in her seat and positioned her feet at the
pedals. "Lets see what this thing can do now!" she said aloud.

Darla engaged the clutch with her now bare left foot and hovered her
right over the gas pedal. Since she now had her shoes off, the reach was
a little greater than before. She decided it was okay and did not need
to readjust the seat. Dwight watched as Darlas cute painted toes were
spread out over the clutch pedal. The clutch was pretty tight, requiring
her to put some effort into it. Darla then gave the gas pedal a few
pumps. Her toes dug at the pedal, pressing the pedal right in the middle
of the large pedal. Her soft heel, hung in the air, not being able to
touch the floor. Darla revved the engine. She was having feelings like
she never experienced before. She could not believe the power she had
under her toes.

Darla then shifted into first gear, jammed the gas pedal at the same
time as she dropped the clutch. The monsterous V8 engine came to life,
tires squealing like Dwight had never heard before. It seemed like the
tires would never grip the pavement. Darla then shifted into second, her
creamy thighs moving up and down as she worked the pedals. Dwight
watched as Darlas toes buried the gas pedal right down to the floor.
Another lighting quick movement of her feet and they were now in third
gear. Dwight could hear the tires bark again as she shifted into third.
Dwight then eyed the spedometer and noticed in racing past 90 and
heading for 100 miles per hour. He looked over at Darla. It was like she
was in a trance, gripping the wheel tightly as they forever moved
quicker. The car was now approaching 110 miles per hour.

A road turning to the right heading out of town approached. Seeing this,
Darla let off the gas and pressed the gas pedal slightly. She then
started her skillfull heel and toe work. Dwight watched as Darlas right
foot pivoted on the brake pedal. Her toes pushing the gas, while her
heel blipped the gas pedal. Dwight have never seen such skill at driving
a car. The turn approached and Darla yanked the wheel to the right. This
caused the back end of the car to get loose. Darla worked the steering
wheel, massaging the gas with her right barefoot, somehow managing from
looping the heavy car. Once the turn was made, Darla just assaaulted the
gas pedal. This made the back tires to squeal yet again. Dwight was
getting harder every minute, if that was even possible.

The car was now approaching 100 miles an hour again and Darla took her
foot the gas and replaced it with her left foot again. She then rubbed
her right foot up and down Dwights leg. Dwight was starting to squirm by
now. "How that feel? It feels good, doesn't it. Just think, this foot
was just powering this car to over 100 miles per hour!" she said,
teasing the hell out of poor Dwight.
After about 30 seconds of this, she then placed her foot back on the gas
pedal. Darla then proceeded with a repeat of the maneuver she did a
little earlier. Dwight watched as Darla slammed on the brake and clutch
pedals, her toes almost turning red as she pressed the pedals so hard.
The tires screeched loudly. After they started to slow down, She turned
the wheel to the left hard. The car spun around several times. This time
they were not quite as fortunate. The back end of the car dropped down
into a ditch that ran the length of the road. "Whoops, look what I have
done now" she cooed. Dwight was a little worried at what just happened.

Darla glanced out the drivers window and looked back. "It looks like we
may be stuck. I think I can get its ass out of here though. Darla then
shifted into first, and then eased in the gas pedal while letting out
the clutch slowly. The tires started to spin like crazy. Dwight looked
back and could see mud flying from the rear end. "Damn it! Come on feet,
don't let me down" she yelled. Again Dwight watched as Darla continued
her mastery of the GTO's pedals. She then shifted quickly into reverse,
gave it some gas, then shifted into first again, trying to get a rocking
motion going. Dwight watched as her feet became almost a blur, her feet
dancing on the pedals. It seemed to be working though. "Come on damn it!
I know you can do it" she yelled. Darla then buried her toes into the
gas pedal and let the clutch out. This time, it worked. The tires gained
traction, and the car shot out of the ditch. She had to make a quick
turn of the wheel to keep the car from shooting across the road. The car
was now in the road and they headed back towards down. "See, I told you
my feet would not let us down!" she laughed. Dwight was not arguing. In
fact, he just let a load off in his pants!

Darla then drove the car back to the dealer. Barbara was there waiting
for them. She stopped the car and talked to Barbara through the drivers
window. "How did you like the car Darla?" she asked. "Oh, I loved it.
Its the most wonderful car I have ever driven" she replied. Barbara then
notticed Dwight sitting in the car. "Is he okay?" Barbara asked. "Oh, he
is fine. We just had some fun, thats all" Darla answered. "Sir, I will
take the car!" Darla said. "Yes maam! I will get the papers drawn up
right away!" Dwight replied, as he got out of the car. He walked back to
his office, feeling a little weaked kneed. Darla then grabbed her shoes
off of the seat and got out. Barbara then noticed her barefeet. "I guess
you did have some fun, didn't you? You little tease!" laughed Barbara.
"Yeah, I think I did." replied Darla. They both then walked to the sales
office. It was quite a day.

End of story

Michelle