Trample Cuckold

[newfiesailor]

I am from North America and currently engaged in a relationship with a British lady. Because of the distance between us, we have many conversations over Messenger and using emails. She is quite into the domination and trampling aspect of our relationship and loves to explore various sexual scenes. I have been to visit her for several months at a time and can assure you she is quite beautiful and a fun loving personality. I have her permission to pass on this story to you she created at my request. She is quite excited about the forum's reaction.

I was stood on top of you in my stilettos, and I held out my hand to Jack to join me.

Jack was a bit hesitant – he wasn't sure if I was serious.

“Come on, get up, he loves it really!” Jack stepped on to your stomach, whilst I stood on your chest.

I start to press my stiletto into your chest, deep into it, leaving little heel prints which absolutely delight me! Jack starts to laugh as he sees me making patterns on your chest.

“Come on Jack, get lively. Move those size 11s!!” Jack starts to move, tentatively at first. He presses one foot then the other down into your belly.

"Hard to get balance love, it's a bit wobbly here!" We both start laughing again and I hold out both my hands to steady him. I slide one foot back so that it's over your face. I then slide the heel of my stiletto into your mouth.

“Suck it slave. That’s an order!” I start to mouth fuck you with my 5" heel. In and out, pressing my other foot into your chest as I do so. “Come on, fuck it slave; fuck it like you'd like to fuck me”.

Jack's eyes are wide. he keeps his feet moving, but I sense his unease.

“Jack, for god's sake, show me a bit of weight will you? Let's flatten this pudding belly out! It’s like a fucking jello mountain!”

Jack starts to press down with his feet, one after the other on your belly. Slowly at first, then he start to get his rhythm, digging in deeper and deeper with his shiny patent shoes.

I'm laughing as I see him start to get into his stride. I stop foot fucking you and dig my heel into your cheek hard, making the same indent that I've made on your chest. I then push your head down flat and bring my other shoe down onto your throat. Your head is bent to one side with the weight of me. You’re face starts to redden as you feel the crush of my weight on your face.

“His balls jack, come on, stand on his balls......!”

Jack may be a powerful man in his job, but tonight he does as he’s told. As you lie with your face squashed beneath my shoes, smelling the leather, smelling the foot odor, Jack stands on your balls.
He ventures forward, one foot on your cock tentatively.

“Ha ha, that's it, go on Jack, squash his cock!!! Don’t let it get hard, squash it into the ground! If you can find it amongst all that gross, fat flesh!”

Jack presses with both feet now concentrated on your cock and balls. Your cock is flaccid, your balls sagging, as Jack laughs out to me… “My god, Michelle - to think you said this has satisfied you on many an occasion. It's like a fucking limp piece of lettuce! My teenage son has more meat in his cock.”

He kicks at it, making you draw in a breath. Your knees pull up with the pain. He eases up and starts to tread on you again. Jack's laughing as he flicks at your cock.

“Oh my god” he says, “…he's seeping out the end, I can see cum leaking out! Fucking gross”.

I’m most excited....

“Oh fuck yes! Let me look!! See I told you he likes it Jack. Jump on him; jump on his belly and cock. Hold my hands”.

We both start to jump like little kids, laughing, giggling, both looking to see your expression. But you try to lie motionless, looking up at the ceiling, not making eye contact. The humiliation you feel is intense….

“Take your shoes off, Jack”, Michelle orders. “Dig your toes into him. See how he likes the smell of your feet over him.”

We both kick off our shoes. I start to rub my stocking feet over you face, over your nose, digging my toes deep into your mouth, almost into your throat. Toe fucking you roughly, deeply. One hand starts to rub at my own groin, between my leg, as the sight of you beneath me gets me more and more aroused. Toe fucking you is as horny as it gets.

Jack sees that I'm rubbing myself and slips his hand under my dress. He slides a hand inside the top of my knickers. I groan as his finger slides inside me, deeper inside me. As we both now stand on your chest, Jack digs 3 fingers deep inside my pussy. It's so wet;, my pussy is clamping already, the muscles are so tight.

I start to laugh as he's fingering me. “Stand on his face Jack. I’d love to see it”.

Jack keeps his hands in position but maneuvers his feet so that his own huge black sock covers most of your face. He presses down hard, almost maliciously...a bit of jealousy perhaps. As you lie there motionless I start to laugh. I’m laughing so hard..."Stop it, Michelle, you're pushing my fingers out" says Jack, but he's laughing as well. He slides his wet fingers out and starts to suck them. He bends down and rubs them across your nose and mouth. “Smell her pussy….breathe in. Smells good eh?”

“Oh come on, Michelle, let's just fuck! I’m hard as a pole here”.

He lifts up my dress and pulls down my knickers, I slide them down so they're on one leg only. “Here “ says Jack,”… I know a good place to store these”. He screws them into a ball and shoves them into your mouth. “Keep these safe and warm will ya, you fat bastard”. You nod in acknowledgment. “Look after them they're my best" I start to giggle.

I’m so turned on, so ripe for it. Beneath us you lie, looking up with the knickers stuffed into your mouth like a gag. You have a bird’s eye view of Jack’s cock sliding in and out of me. You can see the wet juices on his cock as he pushes in and out of me. Roughly, fast, harder and harder. You see the motion above, feel the rhythm on your belly as our feet press on you. Your own body takes on the motion beneath. Your own cock is hard as a rock now, and dribbling it’s own fluid.

You can’t help yourself. As we fuck on top of you, you grab your cock and frantically start to pleasure yourself. You catch my eyes as I glance down at you, but you can see that I approve. I love it. You wanking with your big hard on. Jack as hard and throbbing inside me. My own orgasm is soon coming, and it’s fucking amazing. Such a turn on……..yelling out as I start to come, it’s almost ferocious it’s so overwhelming. You feel it too, coming almost simultaneously. Your hot come shoots out all over your hand and over the back of my ankles. Jack too is done, gasping and gripping onto me, but I just want to sit down. I’m wacked.

I sit down on your face. My wet pussy soaked with my own juices as well as Jack’s come. You can barely breath as you feel me wriggle above you. I’m done…I need to rest. But it’s been such a sexy night….the feeling hasn’t quite left me yet. You’re face beneath my hot pussy. You’re lips pressed against my clit. I start to move a little. “Clean me up will you?” I only have to ask once. You start to lap at my pussy like a cat drinking milk. Licking and sucking me in. I lift my body a little to give you full access. Tilting slightly so that I know that your tongue can reach my arse-hole too. “Make me nice and fresh”.

You grab hard onto my buttocks with your hands so that you can hold me tight to your face, so that you can lick me hard. Oh fuck my pussy is starting to throb again so hard. I can feel it pulsing as you clean me.

Jack moves off and sits on the bed. “What the fuck, Michelle? I thought you were done!”

It warrants no answer. I’m a queen. “Inside me, Paul. There’s cum in my arse….clean it out”. Fuck I’m writhing as your tongue pushes deep into my bum. You’re almost drying me with your face as you rub it around me so hard, wiping me clean with your chin, your cheeks. My pussy muscles are already starting to clamp again, squeezing on your tongue. You slip your finger inside my arse, whilst your tongue continues in my pussy. “More! More fingers, more tongue!!!”. An order, but not an order. You love it to….you can feel the effect on me as I start to yell out. Again you grab your cock, pumping it fast and hard, whilst your other hand fingers me, your tongue licking me. Fuck, fuck, fuck! The aggression, the build up, it’s so intense. I feel like something is going to blow, it’s so powerful. Yelling, almost screaming out as the waves take me……….so fucking intense………!!!!!

Your own load squirts out again……..trickling down your hand that still grips your cock. You look up at me expectantly. Awaiting a response. “Come on Jack, let’s shower!” I step on you and take Jack’s hand. “Sort yourself out will you Paul, and then make us a coffee”. I give a last little kick to your face as I step off, laughing.

[macrina]

Thank you, very good storie.

[luvblkpatntspks]

Thats frigin hot, wish it was me on the bottom.

[Miss_clinton]

Nice story.. thanks..

[newfiesailor]

Another quick one she asked me to post:

English Log Cabin Trample

She was so petite, so beautiful, yet commanded such authority. Long, straight, blonde hair, deep, blue eyes. She was a natural beauty. He’d never met anyone like her. Such a cold persona, yet he totally was drawn to her.

They’d come for a break to the Lake District and were now settled for the night in the beautiful log cabin. A chill winter night made for a cosy romantic evening, but her mood was not one of romance.

“The floor is uneven, and I want to read. Lie down on the floor, but take your clothes off first, or they’ll make my chair wobble.”

“Yes of course my Queen. I should have thought of that first.” He stripped his clothes and placed them in a neat pile, and then lay on the floor by the blazing log fire. She took one of the dining chairs and placed it on his body. Then she sat upon it on top of him. The feet of the chair dug into his skin, but when she sat on it, the legs sunk deep into his flesh. He groaned out loud inadvertently, but didn’t say a word as she stood on his belly in her high heeled boots and then sat on the chair. She had her book in hand and made herself comfortable.

At first she sat upright with her heels rested on his belly. But gradually she relaxed and stretched her legs out, so that her heels rested on his groin. Occasionally she would fidget with her feet, scraping the heels against his balls or cock, back and forth almost absentmindedly she’d scratch her heels up and down. He held his breath when she did this, almost fearing what was coming. But for maybe an hour or so nothing changed, he lay there, flinching as she occasionally caught him with her heels.

The log fire was roaring now, his skin was burning as he lay there. He could feel the skin on the side of his body that was facing the fire getting hotter and hotter. Occasionally the fire would send out a spark that landed on his body. He couldn’t flick it off for fear of knocking Ma’am out of her comfortable position, so he had to tolerate the burning sparks. He lay and endured it as she expected him to.

Eventually, maybe two hours later, she’d finished her reading. She put her chair onto the floor, but remained standing on him.

She looked down on him, “Lick my boot slave”. She put the sole of her boot onto his face, and rubbed it across his mouth. “I said lick it!” He licked the sole of her boot, lapping at it like a dog would lap its food. She pushed the toe of her boot into his mouth, almost sensually. Gently at first she pushed it in and out of his mouth, and then gradually harder, pushed it further in, deeper. Almost fucking him with it. He obliged, taking a whole chunk of her boot into his mouth as she led. She rubbed it across his mouth, over his nose. She stood with both feet on his face, blocking out his vision, then one foot on his throat. It was a sensual overload, after the deprivation in the cabin below. The smell of the leather boots, the touch of another person, the sexual motions. He closed his eyes and was totally lost in the sensuality of it.

“Take my boots off” she commanded. He slipped off her first boot. The smell of her foot as he released the boot was intense. Pungent, strong, foot odour. But that of a woman; a sexy woman. His cock sprang to life, hard. He slipped off her other boot and again was hit with that initial strong odour. Like the release of coffee when opening a fresh bag, the smell was intense, so intense, he could almost see the vapour steaming from her feet. Her black, sheer stockings beneath were very damp. He put the boots to one side, but she was already starting to rub her stockinged feet on his face. The smell intensified. The dampness seemed to trail across his skin.

He was seeping pre-cum from the end of his cock, such was his arousal. She was so fucking beautiful up there in black, lit by candlelight. Watching him, constantly watching. She stroked his face with her feet, fucked her toes into his mouth. Smothered his nose with her toes. Choked the air out of throat with her feet. Then she stood on his chest.

She started to dig her heels into his chest, Then began to pinch at his flesh with her toes. Twisting at his nipples, alternating between pinching, and then digging her heels in deep. He groaned out load, he was so fucking horny, so aroused. He lay not daring to move though. She carried on for a while, and then progressed to the flesh of his belly. Her she dug deeper, pinching more, and then pressing deep with the flat of her feet. And then she jumped – hard. Almost bouncing on him, she jumped, several times in succession. Knocking the wind out of him. The air escaped out of his mouth, but still he didn’t make a sound. He opened his eyes and saw that she was watching him, looking for reaction. He looked back, but remained silent. She jumped again, harder this time. He could see that her lip curled up, her mouth in a sneer. Again!

And then she kicked him. Kicked hard at his cock! His hard erection barely moved as it was so rigid. He winced out loud with the flash of pain. But she followed it up with a kick to his balls. She was starting to work herself up into a frenzy. Lashing out with her feet now, kicking at his face, his chest, his balls. Wherever her feet landed. She flung herself around, energetic, full of life, kicking, digging at him. “You like that do you, you fucker? Have some more then!” Her onslaught continued. But he couldn’t help himself, his arousal was immense. The smell, the scent, the beautiful woman on top of him, watching him. His nakedness. He squirted his cum all over his belly, just missing her foot. Gasping out as his cum shot upwards, he had a moment of total ecstasy. Never had a woman done that to him. She was fucking amazing!!! She let him have his moment, then kicked him in the face. Then another blow! He’d barely gotten over his orgasm when he was suddenly blinded by the blows.

“I didn’t tell you that you could come you fucking imbecile! I come first always! And you haven’t turned me on yet you fucking moron!!” More blows reigned down on him.

She’s obviously lost her mood, she wasn’t going to get her satisfaction tonight. She was angry as she gave one final stamp to his face then stepped off him.

She slipped off her clothes so that he was left staring up at her naked body. Was that satisfaction he saw in her face? He couldn’t be sure, but she seemed to have a smile to her eyes, despite the harshness of her tone.

“Fold them” she said, “and awaken me with breakfast. You can sleep on the floor."

She climbed into bed and switched off the lamp, leaving him to fold her clothes by firelight.

He lay naked by the fire on the floor and finally managed to get to sleep. He could hear her breathing long before as if in deep sleep, hear her moaning out in her fitful dreams. He lay in silence on the cold, hard floor.

[spitonme]

My dream is to be the floor for a couple while they stand on me and fuck each other. Thank you for that story.

[Panama23]

Great writing, I wish it was me though!

[madvlad]

For years I always have fantasized about a sexy couple all dressed up trampling me while they make out. Tonight at a local restuaraunt there was a party going on, and this one couple came in a blew me away. She was a sexy blond, tight
pink dress and was wearing those sexy stiletto platforms, he was pretty good looking in a tan
suit and tie. Just wanted to drop to the floor and have them step all over me
while they made out and laughed at me. Wish there were photos like this.

[Sauur]

For years I always have fantasized about a sexy couple all dressed up trampling me while they make out. Tonight at a local restuaraunt there was a party going on, and this one couple came in a blew me away. She was a sexy blond, tight
pink dress and was wearing those sexy stiletto platforms, he was pretty good looking in a tan
suit and tie. Just wanted to drop to the floor and have them step all over me
while they made out and laughed at me. Wish there were photos like this.

There are some photos like that... here are some two female cuck trample. And one more that is male having sex with woman while woman is trampling.

[macrina]

Thank you Sauur.