mrtramplefantasy
04-19-2010, 1:45 AM
here is a story i found on my interactive trample stoires
TINAS FACE STAND FUCK
I arrived at Tina’s house for my trample session with her. At only 120lbs she is a
beautiful little blonde. Her slim tanned body and well kept and pedicured feet make her a
trample rugs dream come true. The only problem is that her husband doesn’t know that
she tramples. He’d be outraged. Bart is a huge guy. He’s about 6’6 weighing in around
260-270lbs. He’s a trucker so he’s always on the road. That’s how I found Tina. On one
of his week long trips she was online looking for fun. After I met her and told her I ran a
trample site, she was intrigued. She was hooked on it the instant her foot slammed into
my bare torso. This evening she was going to do some face standing mixed with some
bondage. She looked HOT. She wore a very short thigh high black skirt with no panties.
She had planned on doing some facesitting as well. Her shirt was white and so tight that
you could see her erect nipples through the fabric. We looked around for things to tie me
with, but couldn’t find anything. We settled on sliding me under her bed (which was a
tight fit) and leaving my head sticking out so she could stamp on it. Her warm smooth
soles pounded at my forehead frequently, making me wish that I’d brought some Tylenol
or Advil. I knew I was going to have a black eye when she slammed her perfectly round
little heel into my left eye socket. My head rolled to the side when she stepped up on it,
so she had the idea of surrounding my head and neck with pillows. As soon as she had
positioned them tightly around my head, she heard a noise in the living room. She ran to
the bedroom door and returned her face white as chalk.
“Bart is home early!” she said. She was almost in tears. Then we heard the front door
open. I was in trouble. I was still stuck under the bed. The only way out was for her to
pull me by the arms, and that would be a dead giveaway. It had taken quite a bit to get me
under there, so I couldn’t just slide the rest of the way under. I was stuck. She quickly
pulled a blanket off the bed and dropped it over my head right as Bart walked into the
room.
“Hey honey,” he said with a drunken drawl to his voice. She bent over the bed, hiding my
covered head and the pillows on the floor.
“Oh yeah, what a way to be greeted!” he said. I could smell the alcohol even through the
blanket she had covered me with. I was scared shitless. I heard him come closer. Tina
stayed where she was hunched over the bed guarding my head and pretending to be
straightening the pillows. I heard her grunt as Bart grabbed her tiny waist and slammed
his crotch into her ass.
“Hold on right there baby,” he said. I heard a zipper. Oh my god. He was going to fuck
her right here. Right over my head!
He dropped his pants and scooted closer to her. He pushed her skirt up to her waist and
picked her bodily off the ground as he pulled her closer. Through the blanket I could just
barely see her hovering about 6 inches over my face. He was holding her in the air and
ramming into her with all his might. I heard her whimper and moan. I guess his arms got
tired after a moment because he put her down. She moved her feet to each side, putting
them on the pillows on either side of my head.
“No no, stand there, where its higher,” he said coaxingly. I could feel her fear mounting.
Gingerly she stepped one foot and then the other onto my upturned face. If either of us
hesitated or balked at his instructions he could get suspicious and find me lying here. She
stood full weight on my face, her heels resting in my eye sockets. Then he started on her
again. She was now about the right height for him to get at her good. I felt her body
buckle and move back and forth. My eyes felt as if they were turning to mush but I didn’t
dare cry out or move. I bit my tongue and held my breath as he forcefully fucked his wife
for a good 20 minutes. I heard him groan loudly and it was over. Not even bothering to
pull his pants up, he let go of Tina and scuffled off to the restroom where he closed the
door. Only when we heard the toilet seat fall into place and heard him sit down did Tina
pull the blanket off my face. My eyes were swollen and my lip was cut in three places.
She dragged me out from under the bed with a strength I didn’t know she had. She
hurried me out the front door and with a quiet “I’m so sorry” closed the door leaving me
to stumble to my car and drive home.
TINAS FACE STAND FUCK
I arrived at Tina’s house for my trample session with her. At only 120lbs she is a
beautiful little blonde. Her slim tanned body and well kept and pedicured feet make her a
trample rugs dream come true. The only problem is that her husband doesn’t know that
she tramples. He’d be outraged. Bart is a huge guy. He’s about 6’6 weighing in around
260-270lbs. He’s a trucker so he’s always on the road. That’s how I found Tina. On one
of his week long trips she was online looking for fun. After I met her and told her I ran a
trample site, she was intrigued. She was hooked on it the instant her foot slammed into
my bare torso. This evening she was going to do some face standing mixed with some
bondage. She looked HOT. She wore a very short thigh high black skirt with no panties.
She had planned on doing some facesitting as well. Her shirt was white and so tight that
you could see her erect nipples through the fabric. We looked around for things to tie me
with, but couldn’t find anything. We settled on sliding me under her bed (which was a
tight fit) and leaving my head sticking out so she could stamp on it. Her warm smooth
soles pounded at my forehead frequently, making me wish that I’d brought some Tylenol
or Advil. I knew I was going to have a black eye when she slammed her perfectly round
little heel into my left eye socket. My head rolled to the side when she stepped up on it,
so she had the idea of surrounding my head and neck with pillows. As soon as she had
positioned them tightly around my head, she heard a noise in the living room. She ran to
the bedroom door and returned her face white as chalk.
“Bart is home early!” she said. She was almost in tears. Then we heard the front door
open. I was in trouble. I was still stuck under the bed. The only way out was for her to
pull me by the arms, and that would be a dead giveaway. It had taken quite a bit to get me
under there, so I couldn’t just slide the rest of the way under. I was stuck. She quickly
pulled a blanket off the bed and dropped it over my head right as Bart walked into the
room.
“Hey honey,” he said with a drunken drawl to his voice. She bent over the bed, hiding my
covered head and the pillows on the floor.
“Oh yeah, what a way to be greeted!” he said. I could smell the alcohol even through the
blanket she had covered me with. I was scared shitless. I heard him come closer. Tina
stayed where she was hunched over the bed guarding my head and pretending to be
straightening the pillows. I heard her grunt as Bart grabbed her tiny waist and slammed
his crotch into her ass.
“Hold on right there baby,” he said. I heard a zipper. Oh my god. He was going to fuck
her right here. Right over my head!
He dropped his pants and scooted closer to her. He pushed her skirt up to her waist and
picked her bodily off the ground as he pulled her closer. Through the blanket I could just
barely see her hovering about 6 inches over my face. He was holding her in the air and
ramming into her with all his might. I heard her whimper and moan. I guess his arms got
tired after a moment because he put her down. She moved her feet to each side, putting
them on the pillows on either side of my head.
“No no, stand there, where its higher,” he said coaxingly. I could feel her fear mounting.
Gingerly she stepped one foot and then the other onto my upturned face. If either of us
hesitated or balked at his instructions he could get suspicious and find me lying here. She
stood full weight on my face, her heels resting in my eye sockets. Then he started on her
again. She was now about the right height for him to get at her good. I felt her body
buckle and move back and forth. My eyes felt as if they were turning to mush but I didn’t
dare cry out or move. I bit my tongue and held my breath as he forcefully fucked his wife
for a good 20 minutes. I heard him groan loudly and it was over. Not even bothering to
pull his pants up, he let go of Tina and scuffled off to the restroom where he closed the
door. Only when we heard the toilet seat fall into place and heard him sit down did Tina
pull the blanket off my face. My eyes were swollen and my lip was cut in three places.
She dragged me out from under the bed with a strength I didn’t know she had. She
hurried me out the front door and with a quiet “I’m so sorry” closed the door leaving me
to stumble to my car and drive home.