Posted by Michelle on May 03, 1998 at 22:40:10:

It was a sunny spring day in May about 4 years ago. A friend and i decided to go down to the beach and get some sun and work on our tans. We drove to the beach in my yellow VW Bug. Not wanting to carry all our stuff, I decided to drive the car onto the beach. This was not really allowed but it was rare when anyone gave you a hard time about it. Myself and Kathy had been sunning for about 3 hours when we decided it was time to go. I was quite tired and asked Kathy if she would drive back to her place. She had never driven my car but did have some experience driving a stick shift. We threw our things in the car and got ready to go.

We both then got in the car. Kathy had on a 2 piece yellow bikini and some thin black rubber flip flop on her small slim size 5 (approx.) feet. She was about an inch shorter than me which would make her about 5' 5". I handed her the keys and she then slid them in the ignition. She pushed the clutch in and then turned the key. The car turned over, then she gave the gas a few pumps. Being a pedal fan myself, watching her feet on the pedals was quite a thrill. She was having to stretch to reach the pedals. This was illustrated nicely as she was having to use mainly her toes to push in the pedals. The heels of her feet were nicely suspended in the air with the soles of her flip-flops several inches off her heels. Once the car was idiling smoothly, she shifted into first and eased the clutch out. The rear tires started to spin slightly as she esaed the gas in with her right foot, or should I say toes. The car started to move forward. "Be easy on the gas Kathy. We do not want to get stuck." I commented. "Don't worry Michelle." Kathy responded. Kathy pushed the gas pedal in further, working her toes back into her flip-flop as she pressed the gas. The engine started to rev higher and I could hear the back tires starting to spin in the sand. "Shit Kathy. Let up on that gas pedal." I said angirly. "I know what I am doing damn it." she spat back. Instead of easing up, she hit the gas pedal harder. I looked back and could see a rooster tail of sand flying from the back of the car. Kathy kept her toes floored on the gas pedal. The car stopped going forward. Realizing we were now stuck, kathy then mashed in the clutch and shifted in to neutral. "Way to go! You just would not listen would you." I said. "Screw you Michelle! I tried my best" Kathy replied. "I'm sorry. I should not have yelled." I said, consoling Kathy. I then had her try to see if we could back up. Kathy then eased the clutch back in then shifted in reverse. She then dropped the clutch and hammered the gas pedal. The car went back slightly but then the rear tires began to spin again. While I was not happy about being stuck, it was fun watching kathy work those pedals. She then shifted back in first and again floored the Bug. She was really trying. I could see her calves tighten whenever she pushed the gas or clutch in. She constantly was wiggling her toes in her flip-flops trying to keep them on her feet. After several minutes of intense pedalling, I could tell she was getting frustrated. "Crap Michelle. I'm trying but I just can't get it." Kathy said in a bit of a teary voice. "Okay Kathy. Don't worry. It will be okay." I replied. I then suggested we get out and look at what we were dealing with. The rear tires were quite buried. We then started to dig around the tires and underneath the car. We tried to form a sort of ramp hoping that we could get the tires grap and work there way out of the hole. Once completed, we decided to try again. I decided to give it a go this time while kathy stood outside of the car. I had on a pair of 1" platform sandals which I immediately kicked off. Now in my barefeet, I eased in the clutch and started the car. I then shifted into first and eased the clutch back out. I tip-toed the gas pedal slowly and carefully, not wanting to get the rear tires spinning again. The car started to move forward slowly. I continued to massage the gas pedal with my right size six foot. "Keep it going Michelle. It looks like it might work." Kathy said excitedly. "Come on baby. You can do it. Don't let me down now!" I yelled. I eased the pedal down more. Unfortunately, i could hear the rear tires starting to spin again. "Shit! Don't do this to me!" I yelled out loud again. I then slammed on the clutch and brake pedals with my bare toes, then shifted into reverse. I then pressed the gas pedal back down. The car started to move back slightly. I then shifted back into first and hammered the gas again. The car moved forward slowly again. The engine started to whine loudly as I worked my toes into the Bug's gas pedal. Feeling the tires begin to spin again, I slammed on the brakes again and went for reverse again. I was starting to get really pissed. My barefeet were working like crazy as I continuously worked the hell out of the clutch and gas pedals, trying to rock the car out of its predicament. "Go you son of a bitch! Get your ass out of hear!" I yelled again. "Keep going Michelle! You can do it!" kathy said, cheering me on. The car moved forward a bit bit that was about all. "Fuck! It just ain't happening." I said dejectedly. I hoped out of the car and we then started our digging again. It was starting to get dark and cool outside. I was determined to get us out. Once we did our dig out again, I hoped back in the car. I rubbed my feet together, knocking the sand of them before proceeding. I then started the car and went at it again. I eased the gas pedal in carefully, pressing it with my toes towards the top of the pedal. The car started to move forward again. "Come on you bitch. Don't let me down this time." I shouted. Carefully massaging the gas, I could feel real progress coming. "Oh baby, you are going to come. I can feel it!" i said excitedly. I lifted my ass slightly off the seat as I continued to work the gas pedal with my barefoot. "Oh yes! Yes. Here we come!" I yelled yet again. Kathy was cheering me on as the car started to move forward. I felt the cars ass finally freeing itself and the car fishtailed slightly. I eased my toes off the gas slightly and worked the pedal carefully as i proceeded for the paved parking area. Kathy then slipped off her flip-flops and then ran after me. I hit the paved area then stopped. I was exhausted yet exhillerated. Kathy then came up to the drivers side door. "Good job Michelle. You did it." Kathy said happily. I grabbed my sandals and got out. I asked Kathy to drive home. She said okay and got in behind the wheel. I thought she would slip her flip-flops back on but to my delight she left them off. I had never seen her drive barefoot before. It was a fun ride home.

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