Tag: Pumps

Pissing off the tractor 4.8 (16)

Texas Kenpo gets indulged by a kind, attractive woman in heels.

written by Texas Kenpo
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I sat on my back patio, my eyes teared up, the emotions of my recent divorce sometimes rear up. My divorce was finalized 6 months ago.

My wife of 26 years cheated on me with a younger guy, in better shape. I was completely blind sided, I thought everything was fine. Sure we had issues but nothing that we couldn’t work out.

I met my wife twenty seven years ago, I was in the USAF, I was on my 3rd year of a 4 year enlistment. I was 25 years old tall, skinny but toned. I admit I did look really young, so much so, I walked into a liquor store. I placed a bottle of Jack Daniels Black on the counter. Went to get a 12 pack of Miller, they had put the bottle back on the shelf. I ask what are they doing, was told your not old enough. I laughed and pulled out my license.

I was stationed at Kelly AFB, San Antonio, I loved the fact I was able to stay in Texas. Being from a small town in East TX, now being stationed in South TX, was heaven.

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Stranger trample 3.9 (17)

All it takes is loads of courage to ask women who are total strangers to step on you . . .

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On New Years Day a few years ago I went to the supermarket. I spotted a very attractive blonde in her early thirties. She was about 5’5″, slim, wearing a sleeveless top and multi-coloured (tight) shorts.
She had a great body and was wearing black leather open-toed platform pumps, which immediately captured my attention.

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Face crush under the table 4.6 (100)

Curiosity about a mannequin head leads to trouble for a young boy

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This incident happened when I was 9 years old.  It’s an absolutely true story and the main reason why I developed my addiction to women’s shoes and trampling.

My aunt and I went to a country house to visit her two friends, Jessica and Margot.  All were attractive women in their 30’s who were dressed up quite nicely for each other (including high heeled shoes).

Several hours went into preparing for dinner, drinking wine and a couple of cigarette breaks by the women outside.  By 10 pm the meal was complete and the table was covered with a tablecloth and various dishes. While we were having dinner and while the food was delicious, I had to listen to their boring stories, mostly about men.

During the conversation, Margot said: “Oh, I hit something with my foot” and lifted the tablecloth to look at it. Everybody, including me, looked under the table. “Oh my God, it’s a head!” said Margot.

“Don’t be scared”, Jessica said, “it’s from a mannequin. The previous owner of this place was a professor who taught at the regional  medical school so it has been in this house for a long time.  I just haven’t gotten around to throwing it away yet.”  “You can use it as a footstool if you want because I do from time to time.  I like to pretend it’s my ex-husband’s head.  That’s why I like to wear heels when I do !” Jessica joked and all the women laughed.

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Four cousins at the party 4.7 (60)

boy gets trampled by his 4 young cousins all wearing heels

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When I was young I remember a big celebration at our house.  The entire extended family was there including my aunt Juniper along with several of my female cousins.   The young girls were all wearing party dresses and little girl high heels.  I found out later they were called kitten heels and were only a few cm (1-2 inches) tall but came down to a tiny point (like a stiletto).

I was not allowed at the activities because because I was on restriction.  Earlier that day I scratched my father’s car with my bicycle. I was angry because it was just an accident and I felt I was unfairly punished. So I was resentful, lying on my belly on the carpet in dining room and playing with some toys on the floor by myself. In the room there were two of my cousins (who had previously stepped on me and used me as a ladder) who were talking to my aunt Juniper.

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