Girlfriend object crush 3.8 (16)

Woman seems to really enjoy walking on her boyfriend’s things

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One girl I was seeing completely got off on having my stuff laid at her feet.

One time she stayed at my place for a few days, and the whole time my vinyl collection was all over the floors in every room (including the bathroom and toilet)completely covering the flat, with only just enough space for me to be able to walk around, myself, without actually stepping on the records – which was actually quite hard and undignified to do, and which she never even considered doing.

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Mrs. Kaas 2.8 (26)

Young boy wishes to be crushed under a giantess

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When I joined the boy scouts our scoutmaster was Mr. Kaas, a short, balding ex-army jock and all around idiot. We usually met at his home for “inspection” and then went out and did community service like pick up litter. We never went camping or hiking, at least not for the four months that he was our scout master. Then one day meetings were cancelled for two weeks because Mr. Kaas went to Germany to marry a girl he had met over there and bring her home. I was curious to see who would marry him. When I saw her at our next meeting, I couldn’t believe my eyes. She was a giant! I mean, she was literally head and shoulders taller than he was! I guess she was at least 6’7″, maybe even 6’8″! She was pretty, spoke with a German accent, and had super-long legs–the kind, I dreamed at the time, that could easily squeeze me to death. I also remember that she wore her dresses with hems just above the knee which was a little racy back then. She wore flats, and her feet were extremely large. She wasn’t skinny either, she was a big girl with a substantial pair of large German boobs.

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My wife nearly crushed my skull! 4.2 (17)

A man’s face endures serious punishment under his wife’s bare feet

written by hoofprint
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This past Sunday night, my wonderful wife indulged me in my weekly barefoot face trample. As usual, she tied me up very thoroughly. This is at my request by the way. This is something that has been going on for quite some time between myself and her. But anyhow, she used to be very gentle when I could coax and bug her enough to do it. That ain’t the case anymore!

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University Life part 18 4.2 (21)

This entry is part 18 of 30 in the series University Life

Erin, Riah, and Rod continue exploring their combined interests early in the morning the next day

written by StompedAllOver
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I lay in bed that night with Erin lying next to me trying to process the changes that had happened in my life in the last couple of months since Erin had moved in. I had always been pretty lucky with my foot fetish and regularly been able to get some action but overnight my life had become the stuff that only lived in the land of fantasy. I was playing back in my head the events of that evening. My face was still tender from the abuse it had taken from Riah and Erin just a couple of hours before. It was insane to me some of the things these girls were so comfortable with and the enjoyment they got out of such taboos, I found it unbelievably intoxicating. I found it so sexy that Riah had thought nothing of urinating in my mouth, and then Erin had immediately followed her lead, it was like neither of them had any filter or inhibition. Continue reading “University Life part 18 4.2 (21)

University Life Part 9 4.5 (25)

This entry is part 9 of 30 in the series University Life

This part continues the scene that started in the earlier part with some shoe and foot worship and foot massages

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Leanne had on a pair of black leggings and a pink top with a black skull on it and her Doc Martin Jadon Max’s which I guess explained the heavy lugged sole I felt. Alina had on a pair of denim shorts with a white t-shirt and old beat-up white Adidas Superstar trainers. Riah had on blue skinny jeans, a navy hoodie, and a pretty trashed pair of brown Uggs with a button on the side. We stood chatting in the kitchen, Erin told them what we were eating, she had made a Carbonara and we discussed what movie we were going to watch. I was overruled on all my suggestions and a chick flick was chosen.
I went through to the lounge to get the Movie ready on Netflix while Erin and the girls chatted in the kitchen. The lounge had 2 large sofas and a separate armchair. I sat down on one of the sofas and looked down at the two grimy patches on my t-shirt where it had been used as a doormat. I won’t be washing that one again ever. A minute or so later the girls came through with more beers, Erin sat down on the same sofa as me and immediately put her Uggs up on my lap. Riah and Alina sat on the other sofa and Leanne went for the armchair. As the movie played Erin kicked off her Uggs and tapped my face with her bare foot and held up her foot for me to massage it. I could feel my skin burning red as the rest of the girls watched me massaging Erin’s sweaty sole. I’m not someone who is normally shy about my foot fetish and they all knew about it but I think the fact that they were all voyeuristically watching me do this added to the embarrassment. Continue reading “University Life Part 9 4.5 (25)

University Life Part 2 4.8 (53)

This entry is part 2 of 30 in the series University Life

Every young adult foot fetishist’s dream come true, part 2.

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The next morning we were heading out the door to go to classes at the same time.  She didn’t say anything about the night before and I didn’t push it.  I was checking her out though as we walked down the stairs, she had her hair up in a clasp and had her University hoodie on again with skin-tight blue jeans and a beat-up old pair of black ballet flats on her bare feet.  We chatted about the classes we had on that day and what time we would be back.  I was finishing earlier than Erin that day so I said I would see her when she got back to the flat. Continue reading “University Life Part 2 4.8 (53)

My first trample experiences 4.5 (21)

first trampling experiences, barefoot to begin with and then heels

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This is a true story about my first trample experience

A couple years ago I finally got to be trampled. I had always wondered and dreamed of what it would be like to have a girl trample me and finally I got to find out. I was hanging around my house with one of the girls who lives in my neighborhood and mentioned that my back was killing me. She offered to massage it for me so I let her. While I was on my stomach she was pushing on my back trying to work out the kinks.

Finally she said she was getting tired and was going to try something different. As I lay there, I all of a sudden felt her step on my back and then she started walking around on my back. At first I was really surprised. I always dreamed of this but never expected someone to just do it without even asking her to.

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My dance partner Rachel (Part 2) 4.8 (19)

This entry is part 2 of 2 in the series Dance Partner Rachel

Rachel gets in great shape and the tables start to turn . . .

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Well all those many months of exercise really seemed to give Rachel confidence that she never seemed to have before. I guess getting much more attractive during the key life-transition period of middle school will do that for a girl, especially after a long youth of being fairly chubby, unattractive and invisible. So she had a stronger personality now. She was a totally cute, ball of fire.

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My dance partner Rachel (Part 1) 4.8 (10)

This entry is part 1 of 2 in the series Dance Partner Rachel

A long read but hopefully an interesting one. This story is about normal adolescent changes as well as the awakening of a young man’s trample fetish.

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1967 United States

My Dad left before I was in kindergarten so it was just Mom and me in the house while I was growing up.

To do something fun (& cheap) during my childhood, Mom would dance with me in our cavernous basement. She set up the stereo down there with her record collection. When she was young a thousand years ago everyone danced to big band jazz. And not only did Benny Goodman get his due, her high school also provided classes in ballroom dancing, which Mom took every year. So the end result was she knew the music and steps of most every major dance: the foxtrot, lindy hop, quick step, waltz, rumba, you name it.

As a little kid this was a fun activity and our basement sock hops went on for years at least a couple of times per week. With so much practice I ended up getting pretty good and could easily fling Mom around the dance floor with all the right moves.

By the time I turned 12, however, suddenly dancing with Mom had become kind of icky. I started declining her invitations to dance parties more and more often and she soon figured out what was up. So she said “maybe you’d like to dance with someone your own age ?” In my tween angst I wasn’t too excited about that idea either but Mom wanted me to have at least some social experience. So she arranged for a girl in the neighborhood to come over and I grudgingly agreed.

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Asian girl 4.2 (20)

The author remembers a foot-fetish relationship he had with a female neighbor to whom he was truthful about his desires.

written by JD
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I used to live in an apartment complex in a medium-size Midwestern city. One day after work I was getting my mail out of the mailbox in the lower level of the building. While I was standing there an Asian female walked up and proceeded to get her mail as well. She appeared to be about 22 years old 5’3 about 100 lbs and very pretty. She was dressed in a short black skirt, black nylons, and 3-inch heels. Continue reading “Asian girl 4.2 (20)