Category: Trampling

This category contains all the stories about trampling or stories where the main focus is trampling. For the further details about a specific story look at the tags for that story.

There are many people interested in trampling. Some of those people are keen on being trampled by others, some would rather be on top, doing the trampling. All of them and many others who have just fantasized about trampling like to read about the experiences or fantasies of others with the same fantasies.

Fingers crushed at a concert 3.6 (8)

The author remembers his fingers being crushed at a concert

written by Heelvector
 original source of the story was Unknown source

It was at an amusement park that was to have a concert on this hot summers night. There were far too many people (over 3500 I found out later) for the concert area to hold and still allow people to see the bands. To make seeing the bands worse the paved ground of the concert area was higher at the stage and lower as you got farther from the stage.

There was a cement wall that bordered part of the concert area. This wall was bought about 2′ wide and 4′ high relative to the ground of the concert area. Behind the wall were grass and low shrubs that were the same height as the wall. The only easy way to get to the wall and grass/shrubs was from the concert area as behind this was a building.

The wall, grass, and shrubs were full of standing girls trying to get a better view of the bands. It was a hot summer night and the girls were sexily dressed to match the summer heat. As I looked up two girls particularly annoyed by the shrubs were holding hands jumping on them together, crushing them further and breaking their branches. I could hear the cracking as they yielded under their weight. This was going to be what I call a multilevel concert YES !! Continue reading “Fingers crushed at a concert 3.6 (8)“

Fingers crushed at a multilevel concert 4 (6)

The author remembers a finger crush at a concert

written by Heelvector
 original source of the story was Unknown source

I like to go to large sold out or near sell out “multilevel” concerts. You know where girls are standing on the field steps benches/chairs dancing in place. Their weight beautifully shifting from leg to leg foot to foot in time to the music..

After partying in the parking lot getting “primed”; the hot outdoors summers night and the music. The energy of girls dancing at a concert can be awesome.

At this concert there were very long concrete steps interfacing the field; to the upper level. This was packed with standing people. I saw a space on the steps between two standing girls and sat down. On my right was a tall girl with long straight dark hair wearing tight light colored jeans. After sitting there a couple of minutes I looked up and saw her legs and the curves of her beautiful “backside” moving to the music. Continue reading “Fingers crushed at a multilevel concert 4 (6)“

Triple Trample 4.8 (18)

The author remembers a trampling experience on a wedding he attended

written by Footpath
 original source of the story was Unknown source

Last night I attended a wonderful Polish/Hispanic wedding reception of about 150 people. It was held in a large catering hall designed to accommodate up to four receptions of about 280 people each. I was seated at a table with two young girls, aged 16. They were so hot but were constantly going in and out for cigarette breaks.

Seated four tables away were three HOT single women, all aged in their early thirties. Their names here are changed. Dawn, a very attractive woman with auburn hair, tied back in a loose swirl bun and dark brown eyes, stands around 5′-8″ with a medium-large 140 lb.-frame well supported by nicely shaped muscular legs. She was wearing shiny black strapless open-toed shoes with 3 to 3½-inch heels, which flared slightly to a tip of about 1¼-inch square and left distinctive marks in the carpet as she swayed and trusted sensually near her table seat to the music. Continue reading “Triple Trample 4.8 (18)“

Library Crush 3.5 (15)

A guy writes about a girl he met in a library

written by Unknown author
 original source of the story was Unknown source

So there I was in the library looking for a book on how to use Lotus Smart Suite. As I was looking I could hear a heavy clomping sound echoing throughout the room. I listened and tried to figure out what it was and where it was coming from. I wished it was a gorgeous woman clomping around, but I figured my luck wouldn’t be that good and returned back to my quest.

The clomping continued and curiosity got the best of me. I went out amongst the rack of books looking for the source of the sound. I passed by one row and found it: a gorgeous redheaded girl about 18 strolling up and down the aisle looking for a particular book and wearing a gorgeous pair of 6-inch chunky platform heels! Perfect crushers.

I gazed down at the shoes and remembered all the stories I had heard about guys slipping their fingers under women’s heels and getting them crushed by “accident”. I had tried to do this a couple of times before, but never with any luck. I watched this girl gaze through the rows of books and noticed she was slowly pacing up and down the aisle, stopping and rocking a heel back. And these were platforms, so I imagine she wouldn’t feel it if she stepped on something and crushed it. Continue reading “Library Crush 3.5 (15)“

Caught out at the Movies part 2 3.9 (19)

This entry is part 2 of 2 in the series Caught out at the Movies

The second part of the story about the consequences of the thief being caught by his prey

written by Unknown author
 original source of the story was Unknown source

John made his way outside and turned to walk up a nearby alleyway when a voice behind him startled him. “Are you alright?” a female voice said. “you look like you’ve gone ten rounds with Ali,” she said. John turned and was confronted by three girls who grabbed him and pushed him into a car. John struggled but two were sitting on him in the back seat while the other one drove. The driver spoke, “Two weeks ago some asshole stole my purse while I was watching a film and I couldn’t figure out how until we saw you disappear under the seats tonight. We were the right opposite when you stopped and decided to move seats right on top of you.”

“Shit,” thought John “they weren’t late in,” John spoke out loud for the first time. “You knew I was there and you deliberately stood on my face, what sort of bitch are you.” Continue reading “Caught out at the Movies part 2 3.9 (19)“

Caught out at the Movies part 1 4.8 (6)

This entry is part 1 of 2 in the series Caught out at the Movies

A story about a thief in a movie theatre

written by Unknown author
 original source of the story was Unknown source

John could be classed as a typical teenager. It’s just, he was never that big. At 14 years of age, he still hadn’t reached the five-foot mark which was strange, to say the least for an African. John was not overly bothered about this problem however as he could put this to good use.

John firmly believed that any possible way of getting his hands on other peoples money was perfectly alright providing he never got caught and his latest little scam was working a treat. Allow me to explain. Continue reading “Caught out at the Movies part 1 4.8 (6)“

Three Tramples 4.4 (28)

A female author remembers multiple quick trample opportunities from her past

written by Unknown author
 original source of the story was Unknown source

This happened on a school camp that I attended when I was about 15. My girlfriends and I had all been for a bit of a hike and at the end of it we all sat or lay down to rest. There were four boys lying flat on their backs right in the trail back down the way we had come. They were talking to each other and basically just relaxing. I was chatting to two of my friends as I watched them, I knew all of the boys as they were in the same years as me at school. I whispered to my friends to follow me, and getting up I walked down the track.

Quickly placing one foot on the stomach of the first boy I stepped up and walked over to the second boy, and from him onto the third, and then finally onto the fourth. There was no real protests, just a few comments like “hey” and “what the …” I looked back to see one of my girlfriends had followed me step for step, but when she got to the third boy he grabbed her foot causing her to fall on top of them. They started to wrestle with her and trying to hold her down, so I dashed back and actually managed to stand on one boy’s shoulder and another’s leg as I helped her get up. We scuffled around for a while, with me treading on every body part I could find, finally someone’s head presented itself, so I stepped full on his face, squashing his nose flat, as I climbed up over the heap of people. There were four of them so it was no contest really, but it was a great trample opp.

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Party Trample 4.4 (24)

A female author remembers trampling of drunken mate

written by Unknown author
 original source of the story was Unknown source

For those who are interested, I am 6″1″, slim build with size 10 shoe, which makes it hard to find dainty feminine footwear. I usually wear flatties, since I don’t like appearing taller than what I am, I’m too tall as it is. I’ve never trampled on anyone while wearing high heels, or hard soled shoes. normally it’s bare feet or sneakers.

This particular trample took place at a party during my teen years. It was a typical teen party where everyone had to much to drink. It was dark as the lights had been turned down. One of the guys, a really smart arse by the name of Dirk, had drunk too much and had passed out, face down on the floor half under a table. He was so out of it he didn’t know what was going on. As I watched, another girl walking past him accidentally tripped on his outstretched leg and stepped on his thigh. She nearly fell, but recovered and actually kicked him in the leg before she went on, but he didn’t notice. Dirk was one of these obnoxious loud guys who thought he was God’s gift to women. He was always touchy feely with all the girls but didn’t realize he was just a creep.

I walked over to the table, which was holding snack food. Reaching for some of the food I put my left foot square on his back, I could feel his shoulder blade under the soft sole of my sneaker. He didn’t move, so I stepped up with my full weight and stood on his back with both feet close together. Even that didn’t rouse him. I moved down the table a bit by shuffling my feet along so that my right foot was pressing down on his butt. Finally, I picked up something from the table and twisting my feet on his back. I stepped forward with the toes of my right foot actually resting on his cheek, he was lying with his head on one side. As I stepped off my full weight pressed down on the side of his face. His head was actually lying in a shaft of light from an open doorway, and looking back I could see the zig zag print my sneaker sole had left on his face. I remember thinking that it would be good if he still had it on his face the next day when he looked in the mirror. That gave me an idea. Continue reading “Party Trample 4.4 (24)“

Work Trample 4.1 (23)

written by Unknown author
 original source of the story was Unknown source

Sometimes I had to engineer a trample situation. When I worked as a receptionist the computer occasionally stuffed up. The other guy who worked in the office would fix it, but sometimes if the cords pulled out he would either pull the desk out from the wall or lie on the floor to sort them out. It depended on how much stuff was on the desk I think. The cords were so loose that I could push them out with my feet.

One morning I pushed the cords out and waited for Dave to find the printer had stuffed up. Another girl, Shiela, had come up from the warehouse to use the printer, and she found it didn’t work. This day I was wearing a blouse, a short blue skirt and black flats. Shiela was wearing a check shirt, jeans and white sneakers. Continue reading “Work Trample 4.1 (23)“

My First Stranger Trample 3.9 (17)

written by Unknown author
 original source of the story was Unknown source

I like trampling, mainly barefoot trample but flats are good. I had two older brothers who I can remember trampling on from an early age, I think I was about six when I first remember enjoying it. They were bigger so didn’t seem to mind.

It was at school when I did my first trample on someone I didn’t really know. It was a lunch break and some of the kids were playing cricket on the field. I had been to netball and was still wearing my netball skirt and my basketball sneakers. The skirts were sort of short black skirts, worn with a white t-shirt, and the sneakers were high top blue with white soles. If I’d known what was going to happen I might have taken my sneakers of beforehand, but it was a sudden opportunity. Continue reading “My First Stranger Trample 3.9 (17)“