Barbeque Trample 9 min read

OMG, I have got to tell you what happened to me yesterday. It was without a doubt the best trample experience I have ever had.

It was a fantastic day yesterday and I decided to invite a couple of female friends around for a barbeque. The girls have been good friends for a few years now but have no idea about my trample fetish. They turned up at the house together looking stunning Angela has dark hair and is 5’2” and around 115lbs (Size 36 foot). Donna is a blond, around 5’5” and is a little heavier at around 125” (Size 38) Both girls have beautiful figures. Angela was wearing a pink top, blue denim shorts and pink flip flops with a sole about 2” thick. Donna was wearing a white t-shirt, white shorts, and platform denim mules about 4” thick.

Anyway, we had a great time sitting outside eating burgers and drinking beers. The two girls started to tease me about how they could kick my ass if they wanted. I can’t really remember how we got onto the subject of ass-kicking (beer haze at that point). Anyway, I felt a bit brave and open and said that the only time I had ever been made to cry by a girl was by my cousin when I was little. They laughed and asked what she did to me. “She stood on my face,” I said. I was feeling a bit brave with all the beer at that point and I wanted to see what their reaction would be. Both girls burst out laughing and Donna said “God that’s funny I would have PAID to see that” (Small erection starts brewing). Angela replied, “Screw watching, I would have PAID TO DO THAT” (OMG I’m gonna cum). I couldn’t believe what I just heard. “You’re not brave enough”, I said to Angela. “Don’t push me little man you might get squished”. I decided to push my luck and said it again “You’re not brave enough Angela and besides you’re too light to hurt me”. Angela looked at me and said, “are you nuts – I’d crush your head flat”. “Chicken!” I replied really pushing my luck. With the amount of beer, Angela had drunk she was up for a challenge, got onto her feet, and said “Come on then, what’s the bet” Donna looked a bit startled now and said, “You can’t stand on his face Ang, are you nuts”. “He’s the one doing the talking Donna I just want to see how brave he is”. “Ok”, I said, “here’s the bet”. “£20 says I can handle you standing on my face until your feet get too sore to continue. If it’s too much for me I will tap your leg – deal”. “No problem”, replied Ang “this will be the easiest £20 I’ve ever made”.

I couldn’t believe this was happening, I was about to get my face stood on by this gorgeous babe and I hadn’t even instigated it. Anyway, I lay down on the grass in front of her, she kicked off her flip flops and put one of her bare feet on my mouth. “Hope they don’t smell too bad” she giggled. Her feet were very warm and moist and had a mild popcorny, cheesy smell that was driving me totally wild. I looked up at her towering over me. She looked down at me, smiled and I suddenly felt the weight on my mouth start to increase as Angela lifted herself up onto my face. Once she was on my face she wobbled unsteadily and slipped off my forehead. “I can’t keep my balance Donna come over so I can hold onto you will you”. With Donna there for Angela to hold onto Angela had no problem keeping her balance. Donna looked down at me and said “This is so weird Ang, you’re standing on his face”. I laid there loving every minute of it. Angela was not really that heavy in her bare feet and I could have supported her weight for as long as she wanted. After about five minutes Angela started to shift her weight from one foot to the other and I knew I was going to win the money. She stepped down and said, “fair enough you win, I can’t believe you were able to take me standing on you for so long”. “Why don’t you have a go Donna, see if you can beat him” I couldn’t believe I was hearing this. “Donna looked down at me and said “Are you up for some more?” I was definitely UP for it at that point”. Without waiting any longer Donna stepped out of her mules and onto my face. Her feet were absolutely heavenly. They were very moist and warm and had the same popcorny smell as Angela’s only much stronger. I honestly couldn’t believe this was happening. I was in absolute heaven. Donna looked down at me from her perched position standing on top of my face and said “the same bet?” I gave her the thumbs up and just relaxed and enjoyed the view. The girls were clearly quite comfortable with this and just started having a conversation about work. I couldn’t believe they were having a regular conversation as if nothing was unusual. I lay they for what must have been about 7 or 8 minutes. Donna was starting to adjust her weight from foot to foot the same way Angela had done. She said to Angela “my feet are getting sore I can’t believe he is going to win again”. “March on the spot see if that helps your feet”. The SPOT just happened to be my wide-eyed face. When Donna started to march on my face it introduced a totally new sensation – pain. Donna marched all over my face including my nose for another two minutes or so. I was just about to give up and tap her leg when she stepped off my face and said I can’t believe it – you win. Come on let’s go and have another beer. I thought that was the end of a phenomenal experience but I was wrong. The girls helped me to my feet and we sat back down at the patio table and drank our beers. Donna said “I can’t believe you were able to take both of us standing on you like that, doesn’t it hurt?” “No I was fine right up until you started marching on my face at the end. I could only have taken it for another minute when you got off me.

Angela looked at me with a sly grin and said “double or quits?” “Fair enough”, I replied. I resumed my place on the grass with Angela and Donna standing on either side of my head and said “Are you sure you want to lose another £20 Ang?” She laughed and I said, “I’ll tell you what Ang you can keep your shoes on this time”. “ She looked down at me and said “are you sure?”. “Do you want your £20 back or not”. Without saying anything further she stepped back up onto my face with her flip flops on and stood still with one foot on my mouth and the other foot half on my nose and half over my eyes. It was much harder to take it this time and it was much easier on her now as her flip flops were stopping her feet from getting sore. “You know I could stand here all day this is really comfy”. Donna burst out laughing and the two girls had a giggle together. “March on his face for a while Ang that should finish him off” I couldn’t believe it, this normally quiet girl was telling her best friend to march on my face with her shoes on. The large amounts of beer were resulting in these girls not caring what they did anymore. I was only able to take Angela marching on my face for a minute before I “tapped out”. Angela stepped down from my face and the two of them cheered jumping up and down having won half the bet back. Donna didn’t wait for another second and immediately stepped up onto my face this time wearing her platform denim mules. Wasting no time Donna immediately started marching all over my face. Unlike Angela’s flip-flops which had soft squishy soles, Donna’s platforms had no give at all. I could feel tears streaming down my cheeks every time she stepped heavily on my nose. I thought I was going to have to tap out right away but I was determined to last as long as possible as opportunities like this come along once in a lifetime. I gritted my teeth and tried to block out the pain. The longer it went on the better I was able to block the pain out. Ten minutes or so passed and I heard Donna say “I can’t believe he hasn’t given up yet, I’m starting to get sore legs”. I heard Angela mumble “jump on him”, “No I can’t I could really hurt him”, Go on”, “No” replied Donna. “Is it ok for Donna to jump on you?” asked Angela. I wasn’t sure if I could take it but I had to try it, I would never get a chance like this again. Thumbs up. “Oh my god, are you sure,” said Donna. Again the thumbs up. Donna asked Angela to come a bit closed to help her balance better. I then saw Donna bend her knees a bit and bounce more than jump on my face. Her feet never lifted off me but her weight lifted off for a split second before coming thumping down again. “Are you ok?” Thumbs up and I lifted my hand up and down indicating she could jump higher. This time her knees bent quite a bit more and she lifted off my face maybe an inch before landing heavily. This wasn’t nearly as bad as I had expected it to be. I folded my arms indicating I was getting bored and Angela said “I don’t think you are going to get your money back Donna.” With that Donna bent her knees powerfully and lifted up more than a foot above my face before crashing down on top of me, rather than stopping she sprung off my face again as if she was on a trampoline. She did this again and again, I couldn’t take it any longer and I tapped her leg. Instead of getting off she stood still on my face and looked down at me smiling. “Do you give?” I was unable to talk with her mule on my mouth. I tapped her leg again. She laughed “Are you now my slave?” Again I tapped her leg. She lifted her mule off my mouth an inch and said “Take off my shoe and lick my foot slave”. I removed Donnas mule and was again greeted with this wonderfully popcorny aroma. I licked her foot for a minute before she stepped off my face and picked up her £20 and said “Thank you“.