Random Real Life Trample Encounters #1

[DPK]

I have quite a few stories from the past that I hope to tell sometime, but I'll start off with a random one for about a year ago.

A few friends of mine and myself hang out at a bar that is similar to hooter's and hires a lot of really hot looking women ages 18-25. Somehow we ended up hanging out with some of these girls, which of course made all the rest want to hang out with us more, resulting in us having an endless supply of really hot young women to hang out with whenever we're bored.

One of my friends has a house on the lake where we usually end up most nights since it's within walking distance to several bars. There's usually a keg there as well as a wide selection of booze, so it's always a decent place to end the night.

On this given night, we were hanging around with two girls, both of whom were around 20 or 21. Angie had light brown shoulder length hair, was about 5'6" and 140 pounds with a thin waste and large breasts. She had a cute face and a really playfully over-confident smugness about her which was a real turn on.

Kala had long blonde hair with some dark streaks. She had a super pretty heart-shaped face, medium-size breasts, and a really good-sized butt for her size. She was about 5'5" and weighed 128 pounds. She was kind of a shy girl who was sort of one of those earthy spiritual hippy types who loves everyone and everything, although she'd get aggravated at life sometimes, and really didn't seem to have a lot of real empathy for people. (as evidenced by her trampling)

On the night in question, we'd all been drinking. I always like to make the girls walk on my back (of course) so I generally just lie down next to the couch. Angie came over first, wearing just socks, and stepped on my back and started stomping around and jumping, laughing about it the whole time, because that's just how she was. After she was done, I told Kala she had to do it as well, and she stepped up and just kinda walked around a bit while not really paying attention to what she was doing and just chatting away with the others. After a while she fell off and gave up.

We started talking about girls weight and Kala said she weighed 128 and Angie said she weighed 140. I called them out and said there's no way they weigh that much. A playful debate and argument broke out, with Angie threatening to go hop on the scale and prove it.

I rolled over onto my back and was still lying next to the couch. Given that Kala didn't really show any hesitation or concern for my well being while standing on my back, I pointed to my stomach and said, "Hey, come stand on my abs and let me guess your weight."

She smiled and shrugged a bit, maybe even with a little eye-roll that was typical of her. She was wearing brown ugg boots. She walked over without hesitation and stepped right up on my stomach with both feet, with her toes facing the couch which was on my left side. I felt that familiar crushing feeling as she stepped up, but was able to tighten my abs enough to talk without showing any distress and to act all calm and cocky.

"Bah! There is no way you weigh more than 118!" I said as she continued to stand on my stomach, occasionally lifting her arms to catch her balance a bit. She laughed and argued, "No! I am telling you, I weight 128!" She then slipped and stepped off but as she started to turn away I said, "Hold on, do it once more." I was all casual about it so she didn't think much and stepped back up. We talked a little bit more about her weight as she stood there, her expression a mix of boredom and playful annoyance, never once expressing the slightest bit of concern that she was standing on my stomach and squishing my guts with her feet. After a few more moments, she finally stepped off.

I hadn't planned on pushing my luck and asking Angie to step up on me, planning on just focusing on my enjoyment of the moment that just happened with Kala. As Kala walked over to the other couch to sit down, I was still talking with her when Angie skipped once then immediately, and without warning, just stepped up on my stomach non-nonchalantly.

She was heavier and I hadn't really expected it (I figured she would have at least taken a little convincing to do it). She was wearing white socks which stuck into my stomach a bit, and might have even made me groan slightly when she stepped up on me. I played it off like I was making fun of her for being so heavy, and she got mad and did a little hop, which really squished my guts a bit, but I laughed it off. We talked for a moment, with me saying she couldn't possibly wear 140 pounds, (which she really looked like she weighed 120), although standing on me it totally felt like 140, probably from her large breasts. After a while she stepped off, and again, I said "Wait, step up one more time. Hmm, 140 you say? Interesting."

It was the first of several encounters with these girls (and later with other girls too). Overall, I guess I was surprised at how easy it was to get them to do it. Granted, I was able to act all casual about the whole thing and not let on that it was a turn on for me, which probably helped a lot. But it was a pretty good experience that was surprisingly easy.

If people find these types of real-life stories interesting, I'll share some of the others. I find it pretty fun to relive by writing down the story, especially since there's not anyone I know in the real world that I can talk to about it.

DPK

[dafatman]

Nice one dude i'd love to read more:)

[trampleme5]

what a great situation to be in and thankyou for posting it

[Firestorm]

What a nice read. I hope you will share more with us. I prefer reading about experiences like this. It's these playful situations that really are what the trample world is built on.

[DPK]

One of the girls we know is named Becca. She's 21 years old, about 5'5" and weighs about 125 pounds. She used to have long hair but recently cut it short, in sort of a lesbian style, and dyes it many different colors. It was blonde for the past couple of months but is now back to a dark red/auburn color that lots of girls seem to like these days.

We could probably spend weeks psychoanalyzing this girl, but in a nutshell, she's one of those sort of wild and crazy girls who really likes attention. I think she grew up with an older brother who used to ignore her a lot and make fun of her and mess with her, because she has that type of personality.

For example, I'll give her shit jokingly about something, and she gets all pretend mad, says "fuck you" and then will usually try to do something physical. On other times, when a bunch of us are hanging out, and I am not paying attention to her, she'll do shit to fuck with me til I finally do. Like squirt me with a squirt gun until I turn and chase her, at which point she'll try and run and go "no no leave me alone" while laughing. One time I had a little hole in my shirt and of course she grabbed it and tore the whole shirt up, which caused me to grab her, pin her down on the ground (she loved it) and playfully choke her a little.

Sometimes I think she just has a lack of impulse control, since she does and says shit that is outrageous at time, which often gets her fired from work and kicked out of whereever she is living. But she's basically a pretty good kid, if violently playful at times, and has a smoking hot body.

Sidebar: In the past 6 months or so, I've been training pretty hard in MMA style stuff to keep in shape, and I do a ton of crunches and situps to work on my abs. I'll often do as many as 500 crunches at one time, usually in sets of 25 or 50, which is kind of a pain in the ass. But the upside is that it gives me an excuse to ask girls to stand on my stomach to give me an extra abdomen workout and usually save me 100 crunches or so.

I've mentioned this to Becca before, something to the effect of "you'll have to stand on my abs sometime, it's a good work out." And she'd feistily reply, "oh I would jump like hell on your abs!" Given her aggressively physical, and somewhat violent nature, coupled with her lack of impulse control, I half believed she would.

Anyway, on to the story. A month or so ago, a few of us were out drinking and ended up going back to my buddies lake house. I mentioned to her a couple of times about standing on my abs, but everyone kept going outside to smoke cigarettes and the chance didn't happen right away.

Finally we go inside the house and they have one of those kitchenettes where there is a counter that separates the sink and rest of the kitchen from the dining room. I lied down on my back on the dining room side of the counter and poked her and said, "hey damnit, stand on my abs." She laughed and responded that I was like a friggen cat purring at someone's legs, and she got on all fours and started rubbing up against me like a cat.

At this point, the other two people with us were in the kitchen on the other side of the counter, going through the liquor cabinet trying to figure out what drinks or shots they should make.

Becca was wearing these fairly flat souled black shoes and finally stepped up on my stomach. At first she kinda walked in place a bit, then she stood there a bit, laughing about it, and even hopped a little to see my reaction. She was able to keep one hand on the counter so she wouldn't lose her balance.

Usually I only have a girl stand on my abs for 1 or 2 minutes if I am trying to "work out" although occasionally I've gone as long as 3 minutes. The other folks were still talking in the kitchen on the other side of the counter, and Becca just turned and started talking with them, while still carelessly standing on my stomach.

This went on for a while, and I was mostly impressed with how she just stood on me, crushing my stomach without caring or worrying at all, although I wasn't really surprised given how she acts. We're talking a bit and she gets an evil look on her face, and says something rude to me, and then she jumps really hard on my stomach when I try to reply. Of course, it's hard to speak a sentence when someone is jumping on your stomach, and she found this funny as hell.

She's been standing on me for about 10 minutes now, and I am foolishly still trying to say something back to her, but everytime I start talking she just leaps up and down on my stomach so I'm grunting and exhaling. Then she'd say, "What's that, dude? I can't hear you." and laugh her ass off.

Another 5 minutes of this go by and I'm feeling pretty smooshed by now, but I guess I was holding up surprisingly well given how long I am used to having someone stand on my abs. The people in the kitchen start bitching to becca, saying "Will you get off him and come over and do some shots, already?"

What was cool is that she was talking to them and really started leaning on the counter, which put her foot and shoes at an odd angle on my stomach, sort of near the edge. She just stood there for a while, completely engaged in a discussion with them, not paying me any attention and occasionally shifting her weight a bit, absent-mindedly.

She final gives in to their angry demands that she stop fucking around and come do a shot and she looks down at my face, jumps a couple more times on my stomach, then walks off to drink a shot or two.

I keep lying there for 4 or 5 minutes, feel pretty squished but not hurt or even too sore. At that point she walks back towards me and with an evil and malevolent laugh, leaps off the ground onto my stomach and goes "ha!"

I groan but roll with it and she keeps hopping to from time to time. It was like she was paying attention to the conversation in the kitchen, but would occasionally remember she was standing on me and would just jump to cause me distress. It was a pretty huge turn on.

Then she grabbed this giant candy cane from the counter and decided it would be funny to try and stick it in my mouth. So now here she is, standing with her pretty little black shoes with the flat soles, on my stomach, leaning over trying to stick a giant candy cane in my mouth, while I struggle and push it away. At this point, I picked up my phone and tried to film her a bit, but she yelled at me and stepped her shoe down at the phone and then kicked it out of my hand and sent it skittering against the wall. A camera was nearby and I managed to get a picture of her standing on me with the candy cane poking down at my face, til that got knocked away too.

She eventually got tired and just sat down on my stomach, straddling me. After a while, when this started to bore her, she picked up the camera and started trying to stick the candy cane in my mouth again, while taking pictures. Eventually this got out of hand enough that we both started wrestling and I pinned her down, as she kicked and bit me, and held her helpless for a bit (which I think she really likes and probably always seeking with the way she acts) and that was the end of the night.

The next day I wasn't even too sore. I mentioned that to her and said she needed to gain some weight if she really wanted to give me a work out and she laughed and said maybe getting breast implants would help.

I have another story about Becca that happened more recently that I'll try to add soon.

[DPK]

Here is the other story with Becca. Much shorter (at least the trample part of the story), but for some reason, it felt even hotter than the first one.

A group of us our out camping a few weeks ago at this big party-atmosphere camp ground. We were all drinking and being silly and stuff and on the first night I was lying on my back at one point and Becca came over and stood on the small of my back and jumped for several minutes just to be a clown. I mostly just ignored her, cause that seems to interest her the most, but then she started getting crazy and threatened to stick her fingers someplace they don't belong, and then laughed and commented at how quickly I tightened up my butt cheeks. Of course, then she really tries to do it, probably because she has no impulse control, and I had to throw her off me and pin her down.

That was really the only thing of interest that happened that night. But the next day and night was kind of weird. I suspect that among her many issues, she's probably at least a little bi-polar too, and she was super debbie downer on saturday acting all depressed. She was apparently having issue with her boyfriend (who wasn't there and was probably pissed she was out camping with three other guys and two other girls) so she was busy texting him most of the day and being all despondent.

Anyway, lots of other unrelated drama and drunkenness happens on the second day and she remains all cold and distant from everyone, not really saying anything, just mostly dwelling on her boyfriend I imagine. No amount of joking would bring her around it just got her all pissed off and grouchy.

She felt really guilty for sleeping in a tent with another guy the night before (everyone is just friends, so no one was having sex with anyone else) and she said he got too snuggly with her and she didn't want to sleep with him. I was more or less annoyed with all the drama everyone was doing so I said fine and made everyone switch up tents.

I ended up in the same tent with her, but I was damned if I was going to sleep anyplace near her and deal with any more BS. I guess my patience was kind of running thin with the whole drunken weekend. I think the lesson is that more than 24 hours with some of these girls just gets too long and annoying.

Each tent had some air mattresses in it, and the one that she was in had them pushed all the way to the side so that there was maybe 3 feet of tent floor between the zipper entrance door of the tent and the air mattress. It was after 2am and I was super tired and super annoyed and she climbed into the tent onto the air mattress and I just lied down on my back on the tent floor between the mattress and the door.

I was pretty conveniently located in the way in case she wanted to leave the tent, but she was being all quiet and pissy and moody so I just figured I'd go to sleep and be done with it. Everyone else was asleep at this point, but she was still texting and calling her boyfriend.

At some point she said her phone was dying and asked to use mine to call him, so I rolled my eyes and gave it to her. She tried calling but cell service where we were camping really sucks, so that didn't work. Then she asked me if she could go out to my car and try using my phone charger. I told her the code to the car door (I didn't give her the keys) and she slipped on her cute little red felt moccasin-type shoes and managed to crawl over me and out of the tent.

A half hour or so goes by and she comes by, climbs over me again without really stepping on me, and then goes back onto the air mattress. She says it's too cold and she wants to find her keys so she can call her boyfriend from her car and turn on the heat. I shrug and say whatever.

The tent was just high enough for her to stand on the air mattress without hitting her head, so she turned on my flash light and started looking around for her keys. This was super annoying to me, since I was half trying to sleep, so I lied there and covered my eyes to keep the light out.

The tent flap was unzipped and she finally found her keys after about 5 minutes of looking. We hadn't said a word, and she definitely had a super pissy vibe about her, nothing playful at all. I think she was on the phone with her boyfriend when she found the keys and decided to leave the tent.

I am still lying there on my back with one hand over my eyes. In a totally pissed off and uncaring way, she walked to the edge of the air mattress, stepped one red felt moccasin squarely onto the middle of my stomach as if I wasn't even there and walked off to her car to charge her phone. I doubled up slightly as she did it and maybe even gave a small grunt, but she certainly didn't seem to notice or care.

I'm not sure why this was such a turn on for me, but I guess it had to do with her mood. She was pissy and despondent, not really talking to me or anyone else, and generally angry with the world. She wasn't playing around in a joking way when she stepped on me, and she wasn't trying to be cute or sexual or anything. She just finally found her keys, saw that I was lying in the way and it would be a pain in the ass to drop down and climb over me, so in her mind she just said fuck it and just stepped down off the mattress, onto/into my stomach and then out of the tent like I was just some object.

That was pretty much it for that weekend, but that one image of her walking off the mattress onto me still gets me fired up.

[DPK]

Here's another story that happened last week.

At one of the local bars there is a new bartender that started a month or so ago. I know everyone pretty well, and since she closes the bar alone on some nights, I'll often offer to stick around after she locks the door until she is done cleaning up so I can walk her to her car.

She is real beauty. 5'9" with dark pink hair. Very cute face and a very tall skinny and sexy body. She usually wears boots while she is working, which makes her seem even taller. It's hard to describe how she dresses since I have no idea what all those things are called, but she basically dresses just like the singer Ke$ha does in all her videos.

We had been chatting about things, including my MMA training and how she needs to stand on my abs sometime. She was all smiles and seemed on board with it, but of course I didn't really push it. Finally, this one night after a couple of drinks I was hanging around and we were chatting. She finally finished up and went into the office to count her til and finish up.

I went inside with her and once she was done I finally just said, "Oh cool. You gonna stand on my abs real quick before we go?" She laughed and said, "Sure!" So I said okay and started to lay down on the office floor. She laughed again and said in a surprised tone, "oh, you're being serious!"

I told her totally. She looked down at her boots and said, "In these?" I waved her off dismissively saying, "Oh, those are fine. It's actually better with non-flat shoes, as long as the heels don't end in a point." She said okay and started to come over, "But my shoes are all filthy from the bar?" I said, "Don't worry about it, this is a crappy shirt."

She had a chair to hold onto since the office was pretty small. Her boots were black with a 1x1 inch heel. She put one foot on my stomach but kept trying to reposition it as if she was unsure where to step. I grabbed her foot and said, "No, just stand like this..." but she pulled her foot away and said "I know." I think she's has a little bit of a secret dom side to her, since she will often snap slightly about things, saying "Yes, I know."

Anyway, she finally stepped up with both feet on my stomach, then had to catch her balance a bit and hold onto the wall. It felt like more weight than most of the girls I've had stand on me recently, but of course it felt good. I had my phone out and I started timing it.

We were casually chatting while this was going on, with me telling her that it ends up being more of a work out for the girl to balance on me than it is for me to hold her weight. She said that she was cheating by holding onto the wall and wasn't really balancing.

I called her a cheater and then commented on her weight. I said that she must weigh like 118 and she just laughed. She said she weighed 137 pounds. I shook my head and said no way, and she was adamant, saying that she just weighed herself before her shift today. She commented that she was pretty tall, and I agree that her tallness must be why she weighs so much while looking so thin.

I was starting to feel a little crushed, and the timer went to just over a minute, so I showed it to her and said, "Okay, that's good thanks." She then made a really awkward move trying to somehow jump off my stomach with both feet at the same time, because she was afraid to step off I guess. Anyway, she jumped off and I got up.

Then she said, "Oh my god, look at what I did to your shirt!" And sure enough, there were some marks on my shirt, including two black smears from her heels, probably from when she tried to jump off at the end. It was pretty awesome.

I haven't had a chance to get her to do it again, but I am pretty sure she'll be down to do it anytime.

[stivalo]

That's fucking awesome!
Thans a lot for sharing! :)