Tag: Hand trampling

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Into the Snow 3 (11)

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It was early December and I’d stopped at an outdoor “estate auction”. There was snow on the ground and quite a few people wandering around looking the items to be auctioned. As the auction began, I noticed two women standing side by side. One was very attractive wearing a knee-length winter coat and knee-length fashion boots with about 2-1/2″ heels that tapered down to a roundish tip about 3/4″ in diameter. As she watched the auction, she kept lifting one foot, tapping her lifted heel against her other ankle and then shifting her weight, she would put the one foot down, digging her heel into the snow while lifting the other foot in the same way. I watched for a couple of minutes and she continued to do the same thing noticed she had created two little holes in the hard-packed snow, one for each heel. Continue reading “Into the Snow 3 (11)“

Wedding Finger Crush 3.8 (18)

Hand trample at an otherwise boring wedding

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Not too long ago I found myself at a relative’s wedding. As usual, I was bored to tears, just hanging out at the reception.  When, all of the sudden, I noticed this really fantastic looking woman. She was in her mid to late 20’es, around 5’8″ (1.73 m) with a slender, athletic build. This angel had long sandy blond hair that went down to the middle of her back.

The girl was quite attractive.  She was wearing incredibly tight designer jeans and a nice form-fitting white top.  Many people were there in all levels of dress from street clothes to tuxedos. But this particular woman  was mesmerizing. She was wearing a pair of tan, spike heel, knee high leather boots.  Let me tell you, watching those tiny heels punishing the lawn was a sight to behold!

I was sort of following her around with my eyes pretty much glued to her boots. I watched as her heels sank effortlessly into the lawn.  Then I marveled at the clicking sound they produced as she walked across the front porch and its wooden floor. Her heels left mild depressions in the floor with every step. I watched as she stood by the door, twisting and turning and rocking on her heels while digging a nice little pair of deep dents into the  carpet. I was really getting turned on by this. If I could, I had to have her step on my fingers or toes. Continue reading “Wedding Finger Crush 3.8 (18)“

A Rave in Montreal 3.1 (14)

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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)“