a first trample experience
My first trample experience happened when I was 16 years old. One day my parent were out for shopping and I was alone at my home to make homework and someone knocked my door. I opened the door and saw my neighbouring Angela. She was a beautiful woman in age about 37, divorced with a son that I often played with. She was 5.5 feet tall (170 cm) with black hair and natural tan skin. Angela asked me if I could go into her home for help her and I said yes.
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the first time a guy got trampled was by his college freshman girlfriend with an amazing body
The first time that I was trampled, I was going out with a nineteen year old college freshman. She was sort-of cute but she had a body as good as any girl you see in Playboy, no exaggeration!! (gravity had not yet reared its ugly head with her 34DD chest).
In any case, I had mentioned my trample fetish after a moment of intimacy and she reacted to the information fairly calmly. Even though she was kind of wild, I was still afraid she would react with disgust or horror. However, after I continued to talk about it occasionally, she finally promised to indulge me some time in the future.
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The author remembers his first visit to a Domme. He was pleasantly surprised by the trampling experience he had received.
I haven’t been trampled for some time now so I decided to break down and see a domme. This was the first time I had ever been to a professional so it was a big change for me. Previously I had been walked on by whoever I was dating at the time (with mixed results). But not seeing anyone for a while left my trample needs unfulfilled. So through a friend of a friend of a friend I contacted a mistress and discussed my interests. She seemed cool with the whole idea and agreed to meet with me. Continue reading “First Time With A Domme 4.8 (4)“
The author explains his take on the first time being under feet
written by Huskey93
original source of the story was Reddit
Honestly, it wasn’t that bad! I struggled at times but that’s to be expected, I only lasted like 8 minutes tho lol!
She trampled me next to a countertop but made sure I had a pillow under my head and a fluffy throw blanket under my body so that I could absorb the pressure a little better. Continue reading “Family Trample 4.8 (9)“
A short recollection of a quick unknown hand crush
I have recently remembered an event that was probably my first high heeled crush. I would have been about 12 and I was at a jumble sale!
There was a woman, a redhead, standing on piles of clothes that had fallen off the stall. She was wearing brown high heels. As she moved along the stall she continued to trample on the fallen clothes. Continue reading “First high heeled crush 2.8 (4)“
A fantasy about the first time being trampled by a babysitter
Julie walked up to the door and rang the bell. Mrs. Clark came to the door and greeted Julie in her usual fashion.
“Hi, Julie. Thanks for coming over on such short notice,” she said with a relieved look in her eyes.
“Oh, it’s OK Mrs. Clark. Billy had to cancel a date tonight cause he had a test he wanted to study for. I had nothing better to do,” Julie shrugged her shoulders as she spoke.
“You’re dressed up dear, do you want to go home and change?” Mrs. Clark asked.
“No, no. I don’t want you to be any later than you already are. Just go and have a good time OK?” Julie said.
Julie was planning to go on a date with her boyfriend Billy. They had been dating for two years now. Billy was a freshman at the local community college and Julie was a senior in high school. She was wearing a simple pleated black skirt that ended just above her knees. She was wearing a white blouse that was neatly tucked into her skirt and a jacket that matched her skirt. She was wearing tan colored pantyhose and simple low-heeled black shoes. Her medium length soft brown hair was pulled back with a headband that made her hair fall loosely down the back of her neck. Continue reading “Adventures In Babysitting 4.8 (20)“
A story about a boy’s first trampling by the bbw stepmom and her friends
How did it start?
To start with my name is Paul, and I guess it actually started when I was about 12 yrs old. One day a week I had to stay with one of the neighbors as my mom had to work a couple of hours past when I would get off the bus.
Her name was Mrs. Jones. She had 2 daughters one was 8 yrs old. She walked on me but I could hardly feel her. She was well under 50 pounds. But her sister was 15 yrs old and about 100 pounds. Every time I was at their house the younger girl always wanted to play house or have a tea party.
One day I talked her into playing cowboys. She said ok I’m the sheriff then. She tied my hands to the leg of the bed cause she didn’t have a jail to put me in. So there I was laying on the floor tied to the leg of the bed when her sister walked in and said: “What are you doing laying on the floor?” I told her that I was in jail but she said: “You look like a rug to me,” then she walked on my stomach up to my chest and then right on my face. I think I might have been in shock. I remember her feet were warm and soft but that’s about all I remember. Then as she was leaving the room she looked down at me and said: “You still look like a rug,” then she walked on my face, then on my chest and finally my stomach. Continue reading “Fantastic Step Mom 5 (13)“
The author writes about his first foot experience
I finally grew the balls to contact a foot goddess to satisfy my foot fetish cravings and let me tell you it was well worth it. When I first met the goddess I was very impressed. She was about 5’3 and I later found out she weighed a little over 100 lbs. She was in her low 20s and had the sweetest sexiest body you could ever imagine.
When we first met I was immediately taken upstairs to her room. She was wearing open toed shoes and I was watching her feet as I followed behind her. When we got to her room I took off my shirt and lied on her bed. Continue reading “First real foot fetish experience 4 (8)“
My particular attraction for women in high heels really began when one aunt of mine sparkled my attention. So much that I’ll never forget the first pair of high heels I felt a fetish for, a couple of white pumps.
I remember seeing her wearing them for the first time at a family wedding. And she kept wearing them in the next 2 weddings. It was kind of her pair of shoes for special occasions. After some dancing, she would usually take them off, put them in a bag and replace them for a more comfortable and open pair of shoes. One time, she caught me staring at her feet while changing shoes. She just said: “I love these shoes but they really start hurting my feet after some hours. And they get very sweaty too, especially after dancing.” Wow, those were words that a foot/shoe fetishist like myself loved to hear. Continue reading “Accidental heel mark 3.6 (14)“
written by Bigblade
original source of the story was FootTales
I am the happiest man alive. My first full-on trample. I’ ve had my hand crushed by sexy 5″ spiked heels and now the next step is full body trample. I need to tell you (my friends) if you are like me and have always wanted to be trampled by a woman in sexy spiked heels then read on.
I’ve had this fetish since I was a kid, and now my dreams came true. It was a Saturday night and I was a bit pissed but knew what I was doing. I thought about going out to my friend’s party but my sister’s friend came around for her (I and my sister have a flat together). They must have been planning to go out but, my sister had already left. Sally (my sister’s friend) is a very sexy 21-year-old lady (is about 5ft 6 and is about 120lbs). She had on a pink Boob tube (quite a big breast) with a short mini skirt and really sexy platform knee-length leather boots with 7″ spiked heels. They’re great. Continue reading “First Time Trampling with Sister’s Friend 3.3 (9)“