Tag: Sneakers trampling

Skater Girl 4.6 (11)

Young boys experience with somewhat older dream girl

written by JupiterCrushed
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I can’t place the exact date or even year the town built the park. One day we were walking home from school past massive, tarp-covered fences; the next, the veils were lifted and a concrete jungle playground had appeared. The cynical adult in me shudders to think what the town spent on it, but back then? My friends and I were absolutely stoked. We were all going to be the next Tony Hawk. I drove down that road again recently, reliving the memories, only to find the park had been swallowed by a condo building.
I never did grind a rail. I’m not even sure I ever got the ollie down right. I have never been an athlete, but by the end of that summer, I could at least push off and find my center as I streamed across the flat ground. I owe my mother an apology for the constant begging for a new board. I didn’t need the expensive one to get better; my uncle’s hand-me-down was plenty. It had cool stickers, too. It’s only now, with the help of the internet, that I finally understand what they all meant.

So many stickers of busty cartoon women. No real hidden meaning or anything just my uncle Steve and his love for anime. Me and my friends were at that age of noticing the girls at the park. They still had cooties and everything, contaminated goods but fascinating in a way. My best friend Derek was actually the worst boarder of all of us, more scared than anything. He was still the first one to try a ‘drop-in’ off one of the ramps.
Derek faceplanted, like bad, blood and everything. Crying, older kids coming over to check on him. It did not impress Amanda who was sitting in the stands with her other friends, I doubt they even knew we were down there.

I wasn’t interested in Amanda, though. It was the older skater girl on the far side of the park who caught my young eye. Honestly, she probably caught the eye of every guy in that park, whether they’d admit it or not. Not everyone’s cup of tea, Uncle Steve would have said. Amanda was just a girl. She had the Barbie T-shirt, pink chapstick, and maybe weighed a hundred pounds soaking wet. Continue reading “Skater Girl 4.6 (11)“

Unaware Face Footrest in a Movie Theater 4.5 (11)

Candid trampling in a movie theater

written by UnderHerFeet
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This is an actual event that really, truly happened to me. No embellishment.
I’ve had a trample and footrest obsession since a very young age. Like preschool.

The year was 2001. I was thirty-two at the time and in grad school.
I had a wife and kids at home, and I was burnt out from studying that night.
The far west Chicago suburb that I lived in was a college town.
I knew exactly what I wanted to do. And I finally had the guts to do it. The movie that was playing that night was Josie and the Pussycats.
I got there early and sat in the back row. Continue reading “Unaware Face Footrest in a Movie Theater 4.5 (11)“

Pizza Girl 4.4 (7)

written by andsonpoa
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My neighbor Edna and I decided we’d go grab a pizza at the best pizzeria in town, down by the square in the old center of the town. Since it was Sunday, a very young and cute girl was working. As far as I understand, she’s some kind of relative of the pizzeria owner. She only works on Sundays, so I used to take the opportunity to pick up pizza there just to get a sneak peek at her lovely body. The girl was a little over 1.60 meters tall with a flat stomach and beautifully shapely legs. She has a wonderfully shaped behind and nice breasts. Her face is very cute in a Southern European way, framed by her gorgeous black hair. Her black eyes are always bright and cheerful. She always wears a red shirt with the pizzeria’s logo and black, form-fitting pants that were a little long, with a hem that fell over the white sneakers she always wears. Continue reading “Pizza Girl 4.4 (7)“

A summer in Chicago 4 (6)

written by Texas Kenpo
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I walked into a restaurant named Texas, I smiled, still weary from driving 18 hours. I came to Chicago to see family its my last summer before life begins.

Its the summer before brfore my Sr. Year of High School. That valuable time your still free to live life before life gets in the way, before work and bills require all your attention.

I’m from Eustace a small town in East TX, its a quiet town between Dallas and Tyler.

Most of my relatives lived in the suburbs of Chicago. I haven’t seen family up there in years being a thousand miles away makes it hard to visit. I could have tried harder over the years but we all get wrapped up in our own life. Out of site out of mind I guess. Continue reading “A summer in Chicago 4 (6)“

Leaf Man Part 9 4.6 (9)

This entry is part 9 of 13 in the series Leaf Man

Part 9 of Groundview’s Leaf Man

written by Groundview
 original source of the story was Mistress Destiny's Femdom Forums

The woman with the gray half-boots presses her blackened tar-stained sole more solidly on my nose and across my cheek, for a moment.

Then suddenly she plants her boot massively down on my cheek and eye, bringing up her other foot to land both of her feet on unevenly on my head.

I see stars and bright flashes of light as this unknown woman park’s her flat heels against my ear and temple. Continue reading “Leaf Man Part 9 4.6 (9)“

Early trample experiences 4.1 (36)

The author writes about his earliest trample experiences

written by amigo
 original source of the story was Mistress Destiny's Femdom Forums

written in October 2003

I was 12 before I fully realized where my interests lay, and that was a long time ago…back in 1978. The events of that year were some of the most intense I’ve ever had. Continue reading “Early trample experiences 4.1 (36)“

I was destroyed 4.5 (32)

The author remembers one of the more daring tramplings of his life

written by memphisdoormat
 original source of the story was Mistress Destiny's Femdom Forums

written in August 2002

I have always wanted to push my limits to the max. My wife knows I like taking it to the max, but she always backs off on me. So, I came up with an idea to try… I figured if she could not see the pain on my face or the look of panic in my eyes that she would really pulverize me well. Continue reading “I was destroyed 4.5 (32)“

University Life Part 19 4.5 (25)

This entry is part 19 of 32 in the series University Life

After the eventful morning, Rod visited the gym and met Holly

written by StompedAllOver
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I came around lying in the middle of the bed with Erin and Riah lying on either side of me. “How was that”, Riah asked. “Amazing, I could get used to this.” We lay there chatting for a while and then I got up to go and make us coffee and breakfast while Erin and then Riah took a shower. After breakfast the three of us did some coursework and I told them I was going to go to the gym. Erin and Riah decided they were going to go into town and do some shopping. When I got to the gym Holly was sitting at the reception desk. We chatted for a minute and then I went in to do my workout. Continue reading “University Life Part 19 4.5 (25)“

University Life Part 17 3.9 (22)

This entry is part 17 of 32 in the series University Life

Rod got the chance to feel some jumping in Fila Disruptors.

written by StompedAllOver
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Back at the flat, we sat in the kitchen having a beer, It was after 1 am but none of us were tired. I sat on one side of the counter and Erin and Riah sat on the other side with their feet up on the counter, the soles of their shoes teasing me. Erin’s white Filas with their grippy treads dark with street grime and little flecks of mud caught in the treads. Riah’s Uggs were old, the distinctive tread pattern worn down smooth under the balls and heels of her feet after years of treading the streets. “You look lost in soles”, Riah said, snapping me out of my daydream. “Yeah, not easy to concentrate with you two waving your shoes in my face. I want my face smashed up so badly right now.” They both laughed, “really?” “Yeah, it started with those boots at Riahs place but now staring at your feet I just want the two of you jumping up and down on me until you’re too tired to jump any more.” “Haha sounds like fun do you want us to put on platforms.” “No, I’m totally turned on by your Uggs and Filas right now.” Continue reading “University Life Part 17 3.9 (22)“

University Life Part 11 4.9 (35)

This entry is part 11 of 32 in the series University Life

This part ends the scene from previous parts with some dancing and multi trampling

written by StompedAllOver
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After being softened up by Erin’s Uggs, my face was instantly on fire as the brutal treads of Leanne’s Doc Martins marched and bounced to the beat. In total darkness, under her treads and with my hands still pinned under Alina and Riah I tried to get into the zone and just suffer through it. I lost track of how many tunes Leanne stayed on my face for but it was either 5 or 6. When she finally stepped onto my chest I felt the pressure on my right hand lighten as Alina stepped from my hand straight onto my face. A second later Leanne’s boot stomped down hard on my hand. Erin stepped off my cock onto my left arm pinning it and Riah stepped up onto my cock. The whole motion took them only a couple of seconds from Leanne stepping off my face to them all having changed places and it dawned on me that this punishment was not going to end soon. Continue reading “University Life Part 11 4.9 (35)“