Tag: Sneakers trampling

University Life Part 5 4.8 (38)

This entry is part 5 of 32 in the series University Life

Part 5 continues with the evens on the same night that began in part 4.

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I sneaked round the side of the bar and lay down at her boots. Leanne lifted her boot up and said, “are you sure”. “Go for it”. Leanne put her heavy boot on my chest and gingerly stepped up putting her other boot on my stomach. “ Wow this does feel kinda cool, are you ok down there”? “Never better, just relax and have fun”. Leanne kept cleaning glasses while her boots pressed down on my chest and stomach. One of the bouncers came over to get a drink and I was a bit nervous he would see me but I was totally out of sight from the customer side of the bar. Continue reading “University Life Part 5 4.8 (38)“

University Life Part 3 4.8 (38)

This entry is part 3 of 32 in the series University Life

The third part of University Life

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The next morning, I woke to the sound of Erin knocking on my bedroom door. She came in with Coffee and a Bacon Roll for each of us. She sat on the edge of the bed and noticed her ballet flats on my pillow. She laughed and said, “I see you’ve got a new comforter. I’ll have to make sure I keep them stinky for you”. We chatted about what was happening that day and I told her I was going to go to the university gym and Erin decided she would come down for a workout too. Continue reading “University Life Part 3 4.8 (38)“

University Life Part 1 4.9 (64)

This entry is part 1 of 32 in the series University Life

Every young adult foot fetishist’s dream come true.

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I was lucky when I was at University, my parents are quite rich and had agreed to buy a nice 2 bedroom flat in the centre of the city where I was studying. I had rented out the second bedroom to a friend from back home but he decided to drop out at the end of our first year. I advertised the room at the University and met with a bunch of students about it, but they were pretty much all a waste of time and I accepted I was going to be in the flat myself that year.

About a week before the start of term I was on a night out with some buddies and we ended up in a strip club in town. I was drinking at the bar when this gorgeous babe asked me to buy her a drink and if I wanted a private dance. Her name was Erin, she was 21, long dark brown hair, tanned, around 5ft 4in, cute size EU37 feet, and 110lbs with the perfect figure. She had on a white bra and panties and a pair of white knee high platform stripper boots with a 4in platform and 6in wedge chunky heel. After a couple of private dances and a couple of drinks she was sitting on my lap chatting. She was at the same University as me studying business management, I was studying engineering. She told me that she still didn’t have accommodation sorted out and that she was going to have to get something sorted in the next couple of days. I thought what the hell and told her I had a spare room and if she was interested she could come round and have a look the next day. She said that would be great and she’d be around 11 am. I was so relieved I hadn’t said anything about my foot fetish. I usually share that right away in a strip club. Continue reading “University Life Part 1 4.9 (64)“

Buddy’s Sister Walks on Me 4.6 (34)

a friend’s sister uses him as a footrest and tramples him while wearing heels

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Several years ago when I was about 11 or 12 years old I had this hidden fetish for ladies feet and ladies shoes and especially high heels. Most ladies feet smell so good for some reason! Anyway I was at a buddy’s house on a Saturday afternoon while the weather was too bad to be outside and we were lying on the living room floor watching TV. His older sister was sitting on the couch dressed in blue jeans and Nikes with her feet stretched out on the floor.

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The Morning Ritual 5 (30)

A fantasy about a public place tramping by a knowing trampler

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Mike Soyer was a thirty-five-year-old single factory worker who loaded trucks for a living. His normal shift Sunday through Thursday night started at 8 pm and ended at 4 am. Every morning after work he would hang around for an extra half hour until Lee’s 5&10 shop opened so he could pick up his paper and lottery tickets, which he bought every Tuesday and Friday morning religiously. Once in a while, Mike would take a buttered roll, which was pre-wrapped and placed in a stack by the counter. Mike started going into Lee’s 5&10 about fifteen years ago. He became a friend with Jon Lee and his daughter, Hun over the years. Mike was devastated when Jon Lee passed away five years ago from a heart attack. His daughter Hun took over the business soon after. Although many thought she couldn’t handle it since she was only twenty-four at the time and such a petite young thing, standing only 5’2 and 105 pounds at best however Hun Lee surprised everyone and kept that store running in top shape. Mike was usually her first customer of the day. Continue reading “The Morning Ritual 5 (30)“

A study friend 3.1 (17)

The author remembers persuading a female friend to step onto his head

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

Last year I studied with a good friend of mine and as the year progressed she became used to walking on my back to massage it. One of these times when she was walking slowly up and down my back she said: “I can’t believe that this relaxes you.” I asked her: “Why?”

She replied with the answer that she would hate being walked all over because it would hurt. Continue reading “A study friend 3.1 (17)“

Stepped under the window sill 4.4 (18)

The author recalls an event from his youth which involved his sister and her frends

written by sneakfreak
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This was once again set up by my younger sister. I was lying on the couch watching TV when she looked in at the window above the couch.

“Why is the door locked?” she wanted to know.

“To keep annoying girls outside” I informed her.

“Then you should have shut the window too” she replied, and with that, she jumped up so that she was kneeling on the window ledge, and then swung around so her feet were thrust inside. She was wearing blue jeans with black socks and white sandshoes, the soles of the sandshoes were white but were grubby, probably from the dirt in the garden outside the window. She reached down with one foot and put it right on my chest, then she stepped on me full weight, and swung her other foot over me and onto the couch next to me. Continue reading “Stepped under the window sill 4.4 (18)“

Three Tramples 4.4 (28)

A female author remembers multiple quick trample opportunities from her past

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This happened on a school camp that I attended when I was about 15. My girlfriends and I had all been for a bit of a hike and at the end of it we all sat or lay down to rest. There were four boys lying flat on their backs right in the trail back down the way we had come. They were talking to each other and basically just relaxing. I was chatting to two of my friends as I watched them, I knew all of the boys as they were in the same years as me at school. I whispered to my friends to follow me, and getting up I walked down the track.

Quickly placing one foot on the stomach of the first boy I stepped up and walked over to the second boy, and from him onto the third, and then finally onto the fourth. There was no real protests, just a few comments like “hey” and “what the …” I looked back to see one of my girlfriends had followed me step for step, but when she got to the third boy he grabbed her foot causing her to fall on top of them. They started to wrestle with her and trying to hold her down, so I dashed back and actually managed to stand on one boy’s shoulder and another’s leg as I helped her get up. We scuffled around for a while, with me treading on every body part I could find, finally someone’s head presented itself, so I stepped full on his face, squashing his nose flat, as I climbed up over the heap of people. There were four of them so it was no contest really, but it was a great trample opp.

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Party Trample 4.4 (24)

A female author remembers trampling of drunken mate

written by Unknown author
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For those who are interested, I am 6″1″, slim build with size 10 shoe, which makes it hard to find dainty feminine footwear. I usually wear flatties, since I don’t like appearing taller than what I am, I’m too tall as it is. I’ve never trampled on anyone while wearing high heels, or hard soled shoes. normally it’s bare feet or sneakers.

This particular trample took place at a party during my teen years. It was a typical teen party where everyone had to much to drink. It was dark as the lights had been turned down. One of the guys, a really smart arse by the name of Dirk, had drunk too much and had passed out, face down on the floor half under a table. He was so out of it he didn’t know what was going on. As I watched, another girl walking past him accidentally tripped on his outstretched leg and stepped on his thigh. She nearly fell, but recovered and actually kicked him in the leg before she went on, but he didn’t notice. Dirk was one of these obnoxious loud guys who thought he was God’s gift to women. He was always touchy feely with all the girls but didn’t realize he was just a creep.

I walked over to the table, which was holding snack food. Reaching for some of the food I put my left foot square on his back, I could feel his shoulder blade under the soft sole of my sneaker. He didn’t move, so I stepped up with my full weight and stood on his back with both feet close together. Even that didn’t rouse him. I moved down the table a bit by shuffling my feet along so that my right foot was pressing down on his butt. Finally, I picked up something from the table and twisting my feet on his back. I stepped forward with the toes of my right foot actually resting on his cheek, he was lying with his head on one side. As I stepped off my full weight pressed down on the side of his face. His head was actually lying in a shaft of light from an open doorway, and looking back I could see the zig zag print my sneaker sole had left on his face. I remember thinking that it would be good if he still had it on his face the next day when he looked in the mirror. That gave me an idea. Continue reading “Party Trample 4.4 (24)“

Work Trample 4.1 (23)

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Sometimes I had to engineer a trample situation. When I worked as a receptionist the computer occasionally stuffed up. The other guy who worked in the office would fix it, but sometimes if the cords pulled out he would either pull the desk out from the wall or lie on the floor to sort them out. It depended on how much stuff was on the desk I think. The cords were so loose that I could push them out with my feet.

One morning I pushed the cords out and waited for Dave to find the printer had stuffed up. Another girl, Shiela, had come up from the warehouse to use the printer, and she found it didn’t work. This day I was wearing a blouse, a short blue skirt and black flats. Shiela was wearing a check shirt, jeans and white sneakers. Continue reading “Work Trample 4.1 (23)“