Tag: Experience

The tag experience is added to all the stories which are originally presented as real experiences by their original authors.

Many of these stories have been confirmed over the years as true by the people who knew the original authors. Other among them have been written and presented as true experience, but they are not.

A Rave in Montreal 3.1 (14)

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

Hi, all you feet lovers. I’ve been reading stories on this site for a while but never wrote anything. I finally decided to write something, so tell me if you guys like it. It’s a true story.

Last weekend I went up to Montreal from Ottawa with some friends of mine. We went to a rave party that was being held in a large park. There were around 7,000 people there, so I knew that there would be at least 3,000 women. I’ve had a foot fetish since the day I was born, so I knew with at least 3,000 women there I would enjoy myself. Continue reading “A Rave in Montreal 3.1 (14)“

Border’s book store 3 (11)

written by Wasabi
 original source of the story was Daddo's Trample Heaven

My local Borders bookstore closed in 2011. I used to go there every week. Sometimes I’d get a book, sometimes I’d get my finger crushed unknowingly by a beautiful girl. There were a lot more near-misses than actual finger crushes, but I still managed to get my finger stepped on about 200 different times. Some crushes were better than others, but I thought I’d share some of my favourite experiences. Continue reading “Border’s book store 3 (11)“

Conned to trample 4 (31)

written by Oomni31
 original source of the story was Unknown source

When I was 15 I had a great plan to get my trample fantasy by taller girls come true. I’ll skip the details for now. In short, I convinced this tall blonde (in the choir group) to trample me. My playing card was that when I get old (like over 18) I would be taller and would never realize this fantasy as other girls would be not so tall. I was 5″2 back then. I explained that when she would start trampling me I would beg her to stop, but she should ignore me. Anyway, she agreed upon one condition. That was that we use a safeword to stop whenever I can’t handle it.

My plan was really cunning. Let me explain (you’ll love this). She said: “Choose a safeword.” (She was not so smart, so…) I said: “No, you choose a safeword and don’t tell me. Write it on a paper and put it on the chair, and I’ll look at it.” This is the cunning bit. She wrote a safeword (which I do not know till this day) on the paper and put it on the chair and stood back. I went over to the chair and picked up the paper so that my hand hid whatever she wrote. I pretended to read the safeword but didn’t. I said: “Okay.” She was ready. Continue reading “Conned to trample 4 (31)“

Drunk trampled by a drunken model 4.4 (20)

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

The post by the man who wanted to be trampled by six women at the same time all wearing high heels and all drinking very heavily brought to mind a trampling experience I had that got way out of hand because we were both drinking. I’ll warn him again because this was only one woman and he’s talking about six. Continue reading “Drunk trampled by a drunken model 4.4 (20)“

Underwater trampling at the lake 4 (16)

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

We have a large public lake close to home that has a swimming area that is open to the public for most of the summer. The owner of the lake allows me to dive around the swimming area and pier when the area is not open to the public. With my metal detector, I find coins, rings, keys, and other personal items lost by the swimmers, especially around the diving board. I have been out there diving many times when the swimming area is open and sometimes manage to stealth over to the dock where I can enjoy My Hobby which is inspecting the lower extremities of a woman’s body without being noticed. There is a horizontal board along the side of the pier that allows a swimmer to stand and rest while holding on to the side. This board is 4 1/2 feet down which puts me totally out of sight from the surface. Alongside this board, on a hot summer day, there might be a dozen or more nice looking feet that I can inspect close range at my leisure.

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