Month: January 2019

Steel heel trample 3.8 (12)

written by Unknown author
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I had a new experience today that was fantastic. I’ve been trampled for
30 years and I thought there was nothing new under the sun, however, I was wrong. I drove out to see Linda today, I left at 5 am and was there by 6:30. I checked into a motel and had breakfast including 3 cups of coffee to wake me up. I picked up Linda at 8:45 and we went shopping for 2 hours, she has
a step-child and needed back to school clothes. I was only too happy to help her out, “Boy, you’re lucky on those scratch tickets,” I joked with her. We got to the motel at about 12:30 and had lunch, I had 2 cokes and a burger. We then went to the room where she told me to lie down as she’d had a rough week so I was going to have a rough day. Continue reading “Steel heel trample 3.8 (12)“

Sabina’s first trampling 4.3 (18)

written by Sabina
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At that time, in the late eighties, I had a boy A. who is the first man I walked on. I was aware he was enchanted not only by my legs but also by my feet. It was not so usual to see women wearing high heels in everyday life, mostly young girls, so all the glances always went down to my feet as I passed. This certainly happened when we first met at a party.

During our first dates, he never showed any particular sign of attraction about my feet or shoes nor acted like someone with a similar fetish. Yet he always encouraged me in my photographic projects that sometimes involved those aspects. Anyway, his seemed a professional, unconcerned interest and he always attended my quest for new boots or shoes to use in my photos. With this pretext, I collected a lot of nice footwear that I eventually put on for myself. Continue reading “Sabina’s first trampling 4.3 (18)“

Cousin’s wedding 3.8 (22)

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It was my cousin’s wedding. She was 18 years older than me (I was eight at the time). I knew I had a fascination with women’s high heels, but I wasn’t sure then of the extent of my interest, or why. Regardless, I continually tried to put myself in a position to be near them. Well, it was a wedding night and everyone was dressed to perfection. I even had a little suit on. This was the perfect opportunity for me to do what I loved best to do.

After dinner people started wandering, visiting, doing the wedding thing. I started wandering the hall looking for potential foot action. I found a table with three ladies, their husbands or dates were elsewhere. I didn’t recognize them, so I got down on all fours and began to play with a small matchbox car I brought with me. I was near their table and eventually, they ignored my presence. Casually I made my move, driving my car under their table. The tablecloth covering it went almost to the floor, so I knew I had solid cover. Continue reading “Cousin’s wedding 3.8 (22)“

Into the Snow 3 (11)

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It was early December and I’d stopped at an outdoor “estate auction”. There was snow on the ground and quite a few people wandering around looking the items to be auctioned. As the auction began, I noticed two women standing side by side. One was very attractive wearing a knee-length winter coat and knee-length fashion boots with about 2-1/2″ heels that tapered down to a roundish tip about 3/4″ in diameter. As she watched the auction, she kept lifting one foot, tapping her lifted heel against her other ankle and then shifting her weight, she would put the one foot down, digging her heel into the snow while lifting the other foot in the same way. I watched for a couple of minutes and she continued to do the same thing noticed she had created two little holes in the hard-packed snow, one for each heel. Continue reading “Into the Snow 3 (11)“