Trample experience with Sammi and her heavy friend 3 min read

Since my early twenties, I have sought trample experiences and have managed to get a trampling from several women. Last summer I approached a woman called Sammi who had advertised in a magazine and she agreed to trample me. I arrived at her house on one of the hottest days this year: Sammi is around 5’9″ tall and probably weighs around 140 – 150 pounds. She asked me how much experience I had with trampling and when I told her she then asked: “The heavier the better?” “I guess so,” I replied. She then suggested that she had a friend who could join in for a little extra cash.

Now, I’ve always fantasized about a trampling by two women so I jumped at the chance. She told me to wait a moment and when she came back she told me that her friend would join us shortly. I lay on my back and she trampled me for a while – she wasn’t bad at it, and went for it with some vigour! Next, she told me to lie on my front and she stood up on my back. I’ve never really gone in for back trampling because I’m reasonably strong and I find it very easy to bear but she felt quite pleasant up there nonetheless.

I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and her friend came into the room – all I could see were her feet. Her friend was a black woman, tall and quite attractive. From what she said she had never trampled anyone before. She kicked off her shoes and Sammi stepped down from my back to make way for her. I was a little disappointed that her friend was going to trample my back and not my front, but when she stepped up I had quite a surprise. I’ve been lucky enough to be trampled by quite a few women but this one was unbelievably heavy! Every step seemed to press me deeply into the carpet and it felt like I was under a steamroller – I still can’t quite believe how heavy she felt! She soon stepped off me and told me to lie on my back, whereupon she and Sammi both stood on my upper body and started to walk in place. They stayed up there for quite a long while and started chatting to each other as though I wasn’t there. I had told them that I can take quite a lot and as the trampling got rougher and rougher they began to remark that I wasn’t lying; they even talked about phoning one of their friends to see whether I could take three on me at once (never did though – shame!) The black girl was so heavy that I soon found that I didn’t even notice Sammi marching on my stomach, I had to be very careful about the timing of my breathing and I felt myself getting very red. Sammi then moved down to trample my legs and groin leaving her friend to trample my stomach. I had always wondered what it would be like to relax my stomach muscles while I am being trampled so I can feel the trampler sinking in, but I could never find the strength of mind to try it. However, Sammi’s friend was so heavy that she soon wore my abs out and I could no longer hold her. Every step sank deeply into me and she seemed to like it very much. By now I was in a bit of pain and very tired. Sammi moved back to my stomach but after the weight of her friend, I could barely feel Sammi’s weight! The black girl stood on my nipples in bare feet and then stood on tiptoes so that she slid slowly towards the outside of my chest. She repeated this maneuver several times and eventually, the friction burns felt so bad that I had to ask her to stop.

It was the most painful barefoot trampling I have had – I’ve even had high heel tramplings which hurt less – and my stomach and rib cage felt sore for the next month.