University Life Part 25 4.2 (12)

This entry is part 25 of 32 in the series University Life

Riah gets some pleasure on her feet (and elsewhere)

written by StompedAllOver
original source of the story was Submitted by the author

Riah finished her coffee putting back on the counter and said, “well if Erin’s finished with you we can get started”. I walked into the kitchen and she motioned for me to come over beside her. She wrinkled her nose as I got closer. “Your smell like a public toilet, did Erin piss on your face”, she laughed. I could feel my cheeks starting to burn in humiliation, “yeah she did, it was my idea though”. She leaned in closer and shouted, “Jesus Christ Erin, It smells like you shit on his face”. I could hear howls of laughter coming out of the bathroom. Riah shook her head and pointed at the floor. I lay down on my back and Riah stepped up onto my bare chest, the soles of her converse gripping and pulling at my skin. She kicked off one shoe and stood on my face full weight with her bare foot. Riah’s foot smelled really strongly of cheese corn chips but her weight pressing down on my nose flattening my nostrils stopped me getting a deep inhale of the stinky sole. Then she stepped with her remaining converse onto my neck and jammed the ball of her bare foot against my nose letting me fully appreciate just how sweaty her sole was. She pushed her foot in my mouth and I lapped at her toes and in between them. I could feel her other foot bouncing on my neck as she tried to flatten my windpipe. She stepped back on my chest and kicked off the remaining converse. She told me to pick it up and lick the insole. I pushed my tongue deep inside her filthy shoe and could feel lint and sweat on my tongue combined with the bitter taste of her sweaty soles. Riah kicked the shoe out of my hand and shoved her foot into my mouth ordering me to lick her toes again.

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Dance class trample 3.4 (21)

Another AI generated story – this one written by Claude 2.0

written by SheepishRobot
original source of the story was Submitted by the author

My name is Mark and I’m a university student. I never thought I’d be excited for PE class, but that all changed when our professor announced that the famous choreographer Sarah Crossbow would be coming to work with us. Instead of running laps or playing dodgeball, we were going to put on a contemporary dance performance with acrobatic elements.

On the first day, we all gathered in the dance studio, buzzing with nervous energy. Sarah told us to take off our shoes and the guys to lose their shirts. I felt self-conscious at first, but then Sarah started teaching us the choreography. It was unlike anything I’d ever done before – all fluid motions and expressive gestures. Our bodies had to flow and bend in ways I didn’t know were possible.

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Reading pad on the balcony 3.8 (19)

His face is a footrest for wife’s bare, stinky feet

written by Trampling Queen
original source of the story was Submitted by the author

Last afternoon, the weather was pleasant and warm. My wife decided to enjoy the sun on our balcony, sitting with a book in a folding chair. She wanted to keep her feet off the hard floor, and she asked me to lie down on the floor below her. I complied and waited for her to place her feet on me.

She opened her book and lifted her feet onto me. Her right foot landed on my cheek, and her left foot rested on my chest, just below my neck. It was a hot day, and she had been shopping in town with her friends earlier. She had only recently removed her shoes, which were All-Star Converse, and her feet were sweaty and slightly dirty. But she didn’t mind, and I had to turn my face away from the sole of her right foot before it could settle on my left cheek.

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Wicked Trample Torture, Part I 4.7 (28)

Jessica put a spell on him . . .

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

Those who say witches are ugly, green and covered in warts where sorely mistaken. I know; I’ve seen them, been around them, and have been tortured by them for a long time. It is hard to keep track of time down here, in this room. I don’t know how long I’ve been down here, weeks, maybe months; all the days seem to run together. How, may you ask, did I find myself in such a predicament? Well, my friend, I am about to tell you in the hopes that this letter, this warning finds its way into the right hands. I have written in detail every cruel and humiliating thing these people have done to me. But before I reveal all of this, I must tell you the back story, and explain how I came to be in this terrible situation.

Her name was Jessica. She stood 5 and a half feet from the ground and weighed around 130lbs. She had gorgeous jet-black hair, deep blue eyes, and a natural tan tint to her perfect skin. She was in my Psychology class at the University of Texas, and I was madly in love with her. We talked every so often, but not nearly as much as I would have liked. That’s why it came as a surprise to me when she invited me to her party.

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A somewhat different way of surfing 4.4 (18)

Man becomes a footrest for his wife’s bare feet while she browses the internet

written by Trampling Queen
original source of the story was Submitted by the author

My wife spends a lot of time on the computer, mostly surfing the web and reading e-mails. She particularly enjoys discussing several topics in web forums and online chats.

One evening, she was sitting in front of her computer and surfing the web. I watched TV, but there was nothing that interested me. So, a little bored, I watched her surfing and how she moved her bare feet.

Just wondering if I should make myself useful and give her a good place to put her feet on. But I didn’t dare because she didn’t want to get disturbed when working on her computer.

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Judo und Fußball – Teil 1 4.9 (18)

Story submitted in German & also translated into English using Google. Describes a special judo “training” method that our hero uses to his own advantage.

written by Goalkeeper62
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Die Geschichte ist schon eine geraume Zeit her, denn ich war damals 14 oder 15 Jahre alt. Es war wieder einmal ein Trainingsabend meines Fußballvereins, auf den ich mich wie immer sehr freute. Allerdings sollte er heute Abend ein wenig anders verlaufen, als es sonst immer der Fall war.

Durchgefroren vom nasskalten Novemberwetter kam ich in unserer Schule an wo sich eine Aula und eine Turnhalle befanden. In der Aula gaben unsere Judokas immer ihr Bestes und in der dahinter liegenden Halle waren wir Fußballer angesiedelt.

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A Friend Indeed – Part 3 4.9 (31)

This entry is part 3 of 3 in the series A Friend Indeed

Amazon friend joins in on the fun

written by Vertago
original source of the story was FootTales

PART 3
Tina and I had been doing our saturday night thing almost every week now. Each time she’d try and outdo the week before. She said she was getting me into shape for a real challenge. I assumed she meant her & her amazon friend Cindy.

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A Friend Indeed – Part 2 4.8 (25)

This entry is part 2 of 3 in the series A Friend Indeed

Amazing story of barefoot trampling & face sitting under a cute, petite girl

written by Vertago
original source of the story was FootTales

PART 2

The next afternoon Tina called me at home and asked me what I was doing that evening. I told her I had planned on just staying at home, due to the snow storm that started earlier. Tina asked if she could come over after work. I told her sure , we can watch some movies or something. She said great ,I really didn’t want to go out in this weather either.

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A Friend Indeed – Part 1 4.8 (23)

This entry is part 1 of 3 in the series A Friend Indeed

guy gets his best friend to give him a barefoot backwalk

written by Vertago
original source of the story was FootTales

PART 1

I had this friend we’ll call “Tina ” she worked at a local bookstore. I would stop in to see her on occasion , and take her out for a drink after work . We’d been friends for years, she was kinda like a sister to me.

One friday night I stopped in just before closing time. Tina was behind the counter doing the receipts, she said hello and asked me to lock the door for her.  I did which was nothing unusual, I often waited for her inside and did a few things to help her out. I sat in a chair that was out in front if the register, there is also a sofa there too. I guess it’s so people can sit down to checkout the books their buying.

Tina asked what I felt like doing? I said it didn’t matter to me, but we’d have to go somewhere i could sit cause my back was a little out of whack. I’d always wanted to get Tina to trample me, but thought it would be awkward seeing as how I’d known her for years. my back really was out so I figured what the hell. I waited for her to lock the safe and come around the counter. Tina said how’d you hurt your back . I said moving a filing cabinet. Then I said will you try to crack my back for me.

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Labor Day Trampling 4.6 (39)

At a party, a guy’s attractive friend tramples on his face with her warm, bare feet

written by Phil
original source of the story was Unknown source

This experience of mine took place this past Labor Day. I went to a friend’s house for a party that weekend. It was a great time because I don’t get to see these people too often anymore, especially Dina.  I always have a good time when I see her because she always walks on my back. She knows that I love it and I think that she gets a kick out of it too. Dina is fairly tall for a woman, about 5’11”, and weighs about 130 lbs. Pretty much a tall, slim perfect body. I asked my friend if she was coming and he said yes, but it would be later once she got off work. So I waited in anticipation as I walked around and mingled for a while.

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