giantmongol
05-04-2009, 12:23 AM
Just thought I'd share a story about my last girlfriend. Alas, we've since parted ways, but I've got memories to last for awhile. ;-)
I'm happy to say I introduced her to Face-sitting and Trample, and though she was a bit hesitant at first, she had an open mind and ended up getting really into it in the end. We were in college at the time and living together, and by the time we were finishing school, homework was too boring to stand - unless some part of me was under her feet or ass while she was doing it.
The story I wanted to share, though, was a day when she wanted to make some phone calls, but didn't feel like sitting down, and she wanted something to play with well she chatted with her mom and her friends. What better then, well, me: lying on my back on the floor of the hallway in our apartment with my cock and balls stuck through the hole in my trampling board. She liked this board the best because it didn't have legs, so I had to hold it in place with my hands, and couldn't bother her by touching her while she was in the phone.
As soon as I lay down where she wanted me, she pulled out her cell phone and dialed, casually stepping full-weight on my cock. For almost the next two hours while she talked on the phone, she paced up and down my body, rarely getting off, standing on my chest and face for long periods of time as well as my balls, giving me a little stomp and a glare any time I made a sound from my crushing.
Of course, her favorite place to stand was on my balls. She loved to do this thing where she would pull my balls down with one foot until they were nestled in the arch of one foot, then she would put her other foot down right next to the first so that my balls were literally trapped underneath the arches of her beautiful feet while she stood on me. At first the pressure wouldn't be so bad, but as she stopped thinking about me, my balls would take more and more weight.
Occasionally she would lift up the foot that wasn't pulling them down and caress my balls with her toes, how gentle she was depending entirely on her interest in the conversation. If she was just on automatic she would be very attentive and gentle, but she would also do it mindlessly while she was talking, by her own admission she would forget what she was standing on. When this happened, she got very rough because it was then, especially that she was enjoying the soft feel of them under her feet, with no thought to what they actually were.
The most extreme example was when she used her toes to shove them farther underneath her other foot. She was just playing with them, giving no thought to how much she was crushing them. When I couldn't help but make a noise she stopped, and the popped back out to where they were, and she looked down accusingly and made a shushing gesture before stomping on them and standing with them under her arches again, even taking her hand off the wall where she was balancing herself.
This was when it got really intense. She stood there balancing for about 25 minutes, my balls getting flatter and flatter beneath her as she shifted weight around in little bits, paying no attention to the slight shifting of the floor as my breathing got heavier. I could feel every little adjustment she made, and she cared much more for balancing there then the weight being applied to my family jewels. She was on the phone to her Mom, then her best friend called, and she laughed a lot on the phone. She had a big laugh, and I could feel her whole body bouncing up and down when she did it, and every time she laughed, the weight on my balls increased without her noticing.
She was not a small girl, about 5'8" and about 160lbs and that was a lot of weight for me to handle, at least for cock and ball trampling. At least then most of her weight was on the rest of her foot, she was just using my balls for arch support. When I made a sound this time she left and got a couple pairs of her dirty panties from the hamper and shoved them in my mouth before standing on my head for a while, shoving the underwear further into my mouth with her toes while she balanced on the other foot on my head turned to the side.
This was another moment she forgot about me in earnest, standing there deep in conversation while she shifted her weight back and forth, until finally she had gotten herself turned all the way around and jammed a toe right into my eye. She stood there for a few minutes, confident that my muffled grunts couldn't be heard on the phone, wiggling her toe around in my eye until it was very scratched and red, and stayed that way for over a week. When she happened to look down, all she said was: "Oops." and took her toe out of my eye but continued standing there.
Her grand finale was her last phone call, which was only supposed to last for a minute or so. Without a word of warning she looked down at me while she trapped one of my balls under each heel, squeezing my cock a little bit between her feet. She didn't have as much control this way, so my balls were immediately crushed completely under her. When I started to moan through the panties in my mouth she shushed me again, and when she had to do it the second time she kicked down with her heels a little bit, stomping my balls without ever getting off of them. Somehow I got the picture that complaining would just make it worse, but this was the heaviest crushing my balls had ever gotten, especially since she never let up, just standing there full weight on my balls well I sweated and suffered for the next ten minutes so she could have a comfortable place to stand while she talked on the phone.
I'm happy to say I introduced her to Face-sitting and Trample, and though she was a bit hesitant at first, she had an open mind and ended up getting really into it in the end. We were in college at the time and living together, and by the time we were finishing school, homework was too boring to stand - unless some part of me was under her feet or ass while she was doing it.
The story I wanted to share, though, was a day when she wanted to make some phone calls, but didn't feel like sitting down, and she wanted something to play with well she chatted with her mom and her friends. What better then, well, me: lying on my back on the floor of the hallway in our apartment with my cock and balls stuck through the hole in my trampling board. She liked this board the best because it didn't have legs, so I had to hold it in place with my hands, and couldn't bother her by touching her while she was in the phone.
As soon as I lay down where she wanted me, she pulled out her cell phone and dialed, casually stepping full-weight on my cock. For almost the next two hours while she talked on the phone, she paced up and down my body, rarely getting off, standing on my chest and face for long periods of time as well as my balls, giving me a little stomp and a glare any time I made a sound from my crushing.
Of course, her favorite place to stand was on my balls. She loved to do this thing where she would pull my balls down with one foot until they were nestled in the arch of one foot, then she would put her other foot down right next to the first so that my balls were literally trapped underneath the arches of her beautiful feet while she stood on me. At first the pressure wouldn't be so bad, but as she stopped thinking about me, my balls would take more and more weight.
Occasionally she would lift up the foot that wasn't pulling them down and caress my balls with her toes, how gentle she was depending entirely on her interest in the conversation. If she was just on automatic she would be very attentive and gentle, but she would also do it mindlessly while she was talking, by her own admission she would forget what she was standing on. When this happened, she got very rough because it was then, especially that she was enjoying the soft feel of them under her feet, with no thought to what they actually were.
The most extreme example was when she used her toes to shove them farther underneath her other foot. She was just playing with them, giving no thought to how much she was crushing them. When I couldn't help but make a noise she stopped, and the popped back out to where they were, and she looked down accusingly and made a shushing gesture before stomping on them and standing with them under her arches again, even taking her hand off the wall where she was balancing herself.
This was when it got really intense. She stood there balancing for about 25 minutes, my balls getting flatter and flatter beneath her as she shifted weight around in little bits, paying no attention to the slight shifting of the floor as my breathing got heavier. I could feel every little adjustment she made, and she cared much more for balancing there then the weight being applied to my family jewels. She was on the phone to her Mom, then her best friend called, and she laughed a lot on the phone. She had a big laugh, and I could feel her whole body bouncing up and down when she did it, and every time she laughed, the weight on my balls increased without her noticing.
She was not a small girl, about 5'8" and about 160lbs and that was a lot of weight for me to handle, at least for cock and ball trampling. At least then most of her weight was on the rest of her foot, she was just using my balls for arch support. When I made a sound this time she left and got a couple pairs of her dirty panties from the hamper and shoved them in my mouth before standing on my head for a while, shoving the underwear further into my mouth with her toes while she balanced on the other foot on my head turned to the side.
This was another moment she forgot about me in earnest, standing there deep in conversation while she shifted her weight back and forth, until finally she had gotten herself turned all the way around and jammed a toe right into my eye. She stood there for a few minutes, confident that my muffled grunts couldn't be heard on the phone, wiggling her toe around in my eye until it was very scratched and red, and stayed that way for over a week. When she happened to look down, all she said was: "Oops." and took her toe out of my eye but continued standing there.
Her grand finale was her last phone call, which was only supposed to last for a minute or so. Without a word of warning she looked down at me while she trapped one of my balls under each heel, squeezing my cock a little bit between her feet. She didn't have as much control this way, so my balls were immediately crushed completely under her. When I started to moan through the panties in my mouth she shushed me again, and when she had to do it the second time she kicked down with her heels a little bit, stomping my balls without ever getting off of them. Somehow I got the picture that complaining would just make it worse, but this was the heaviest crushing my balls had ever gotten, especially since she never let up, just standing there full weight on my balls well I sweated and suffered for the next ten minutes so she could have a comfortable place to stand while she talked on the phone.