Pizza Girl 5 (3)

written by andsonpoa
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My neighbor Edna and I decided we’d go grab a pizza at the best pizzeria in town, down by the square in the old center of the town. Since it was Sunday, a very young and cute girl was working. As far as I understand, she’s some kind of relative of the pizzeria owner. She only works on Sundays, so I used to take the opportunity to pick up pizza there just to get a sneak peek at her lovely body. The girl was a little over 1.60 meters tall with a flat stomach and beautifully shapely legs. She has a wonderfully shaped behind and nice breasts. Her face is very cute in a Southern European way, framed by her gorgeous black hair. Her black eyes are always bright and cheerful. She always wears a red shirt with the pizzeria’s logo and black, form-fitting pants that were a little long, with a hem that fell over the white sneakers she always wears. Continue reading “Pizza Girl 5 (3)“

True Car Crush 4.5 (4)

written by crushed101
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Submitted by Zawey

I’ve been a trample fan for all of my adult life and I’m sure like many of you guys have spent hours trawling the net for good trample and crush sites. Recently I’ve found some good car crush sites and this has really interested me. The thought of being run over by a beautiful woman has gripped me for some time, so when my chance came I couldn’t resist. This is how it happened.

I live in rural England in a village of around 200 dwellings. Near to my home is a lane leading to the countryside with six individual properties built along one side. At the far end is a single storey home occupied by an attractive blonde lady in her mid thirties with her teenage daughter. Slim build about 5ft 10ins tall, she is a real “Yummie Mummy”. I’d seen her a couple of times in the village post office and she had become my real fantasy woman. Continue reading “True Car Crush 4.5 (4)“

A Trip to the Countryside 4.8 (10)

A fantasy about a beautiful girl and her cowboy boots

written by Tran
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John was your regular, everyday, normal boy. Ordinary height, build, and generally uninteresting to the naked eye. But there was something special about him, something so exciting but yet too sensitive to talk about with anyone but himself. He had a trampling fetish. He always fantasized about being under the feet of women and being humiliated by them; it just gave him an unexplainable spark for life. He had a fictional trampling scenario with every girl at his school, even some teachers too! Some could call this creepy, but in his eyes it was all a big plan that would eventually come to be. And it would, even though John didn’t see it at the time, his big journey into realizing his dreams would begin the day he went on a trip to the countryside with his parents.

It was a sunny morning, perfect for outdoor expeditions, something that fueled John’s father to take the whole family out to the countryside to enjoy some fresh air and escape the fumes of the city. With that said, John, his mother, and his sister Emily all got in the car with his father and began their adventure. But John had his very own adventure to live, he just didn’t know it yet. When they arrived at their destination, a small village consisting mainly of farms, John was already bored, itching to return home and continue the gaming session he left unfinished when his father had this “fantastic” idea of family bonding. But this wasn’t happening since they would be stuck there at least until the afternoon, so he took a walk around, trying to see if there was anything worth checking out in that tiny little village. While walking, he came across many farms, but one specifically caught his eye, one that was run by a girl around his age. Continue reading “A Trip to the Countryside 4.8 (10)“

First time getting trapped under shoes 4.8 (5)

written by ausdoormat
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I remember, since I was young, wanting to be walked on, stood on by girls.

At school, when I was very young, I would look at the teachers’ heels but was always too scared to put my finger or hands near them

I remember sitting on the grass area one day for an outdoor event and a teacher saying, “Please sit behind the yellow line on the grass; make sure your hands are behind the yellow line.”

If your fingers and hands are not behind the line, I will stand on them.

Then she walked along the line. Continue reading “First time getting trapped under shoes 4.8 (5)“

University Life part 32 5 (2)

written by StompedAllOver
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The girls left me to clean myself up in the bathroom and when I eventually came out I went into the kitchen to get some paracetamol.  My whole head but in particular my nose was absolutely throbbing.  I downed the tablets with a glass of water and turned round to face the girls.  They were sitting at the counter having a coffee.  Erin had her phone and said “let me take a quick pic of your nose.  The rest of the girls want to see.”  She snapped a couple of pics of my face and then handed me the phone and said “take a pic of our boots.”  She sent them off to the group then put her phone down.

Riah looked at me and said “ready for round 2?” as she finished the rest of her coffee.  “Are you fucking joking?” I replied, “you broke my nose It’s going to be a while before you stand on my face again.”  “Oh man up will you”, replied Erin sarcastically, “it’s just your nose.  If you want your face stood on what do you expect is going to happen?”  “Yeah I know, and I don’t mind” I replied “but you need to give it a few weeks now to heal.”  “Haha”, replied Riah “I think we all know that’s not going to happen”.  “Exactly” agreed Erin. Continue reading “University Life part 32 5 (2)“

A summer in Chicago 3.8 (4)

written by Texas Kenpo
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I walked into a restaurant named Texas, I smiled, still weary from driving 18 hours. I came to Chicago to see family its my last summer before life begins.

Its the summer before brfore my Sr. Year of High School. That valuable time your still free to live life before life gets in the way, before work and bills require all your attention.

I’m from Eustace a small town in East TX, its a quiet town between Dallas and Tyler.

Most of my relatives lived in the suburbs of Chicago. I haven’t seen family up there in years being a thousand miles away makes it hard to visit. I could have tried harder over the years but we all get wrapped up in our own life. Out of site out of mind I guess. Continue reading “A summer in Chicago 3.8 (4)“

Lola’s Diary part 1 4.6 (10)

written by Yoboi435
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Disclaimer: This story is a fantasy and does not stand on true events! The author does not encourage any actions to be replicated or tolerated in real life!

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Her name is Lola. She is from Brazil. She is 21 years old, studying English at an american college. She has a bit of a darker skin color, like people from Brazil do, with long black curly hair. Lola is 6’5” and weighs 225ibs. It goes without saying that she is very big and tall. She has size 13 feet. Lola has a diary she writes her most important and intimate experiences into: Continue reading “Lola’s Diary part 1 4.6 (10)“

Cleaning Adidas Gazelles 3.7 (3)

Female author tells a tale of how she got her sneakers cleaned

written by MissX
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It had been raining on and off all day. Not a heavy downpour, just that stubborn drizzle of a cool day in mid-May that slowly soaked everything — the air, the forest floor, even your clothes. The woods smelled of wet earth and moss as I walked along the muddy trail with my dog.
On my feet were my old Adidas Gazelles. The pale pink color had faded slightly over the years, and the white soles were no longer perfectly spotless, but that was exactly why I liked them. They were comfortable, broken in, and had been with me on countless walks.
Today, though, they were taking a beating. Continue reading “Cleaning Adidas Gazelles 3.7 (3)“

A girl named Lee part 1 4 (4)

This entry is part 1 of 1 in the series A girl named Lee

A Texan young man meets a vampire female

written by Texas Kenpo
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I was sitting at a table, tucked away in the corner but close to the dance floor. It was my normal routine to hit up Park Place. It was a night club in the Northern part of San Antonio.

This place actually had five clubs in one, down stairs you had Denium&Diamonds. My stomping grounds, it was a country bar and my usual Saturday night hang out.

Walk through an opening and you entered Bell Bottoms, this was a 60s/70s club they played music from that era. The place was fun, the dance floor had four raised platforms about four foot up, with kind of a cage.

Then upstairs you had this Tec club, honestly to me that was just noise. Not my kind of place. Was always packed, and well a tall, thin guy in a brush popper shirt, hat, boots, and a rodeo buckle. I stuck out like a sore thumb.

Next to that club you had a karaoke bar. Was fun to watch, other get up and sing. Then just a quiet bar to enjoy a drink, or watch the game.. Continue reading “A girl named Lee part 1 4 (4)“

University Life part 31 4.8 (5)

written by StompedAllOver
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Riah said “go on babe choke him out”.  I felt Erin wiggling her boot heel onto my throat again and felt the pressure increasing as she put all her weight onto it.  A couple of bounces was all it took to overpower the muscles in my neck and my windpipe was again clamped shut under her heel.  Within a few seconds my body was thrashing around.  I was unable to get my hands up to defend myself and the combination of Riah on my face and Erin flattening my throat was doing its job.  I felt the lights in my eyes dim and I was out. Continue reading “University Life part 31 4.8 (5)“