Commodus
08-24-2002, 5:48 AM
Hi Everybody!
First of all - I'll tell you what is my favourite part in trampling: flat soled shoes. Sneakers, keds, canvas shoes, running shoes, sandals, also high heels - but no spikes. It's because I really like girl walking on me with her full weight on whole sole, not only tiptoes. I think I could get harmed from spikes.
Once before (four years ago) I've met a girl. She's a little one, about 160cm (5 feet+3 inches) and 50kg (110 pounds) when we first met, now ca. 55kg (120 pounds). Not very beautiful, sex hesitant - catholic style. We were in love, then broke off for 10 months, then got together again. We've had problem with with sex (that means - I've had): she has straight religious rules forbidding any sex before marriage. So our relationship was kinda platonic, until I decided on telling her about my fetish. Believe me, it was the most horrible experience in my life. I'm freak, nobody can deny it. I was really scared she would laugh at me or something... you know, this undetermined fear of being rejected. Anyway, she thought about it, seemed she will accept it, but declared she would not try it on me 'cos she's afraid of hurting me. She trampled over some things (carton boxes, cans), she started wearing shoes at home and not removing them while stepping on chairs, sofas, even beds and bedclothes. Just to make me satisfied. We slept together (you know, caresses are allowed until there's no penetration) and she stayed with her shoes on. But she took'em off when we got asleep. I haven't convinced her so far for taking a bath in sneakers or sandals - it's little too weird for her. Well, now you have the background.
I remember the first time she tried standing on me. It was night, bedtime. We was just after having a shower. I've laid on my stomach on the woodden floor - just like I've done it before without special effects, and tried to convince her once more it is not dangerous. This time she agreed to try (I think she was just tired of all this persuading). She was in pink sneakers on rubber sole put on bare feet. First she slowly climbed on my back and made a few steps to position herself, take ballance and just learn the feeling of another being crushed under the soles. I didn't found fetish sites on the Internet than (Daddo's one is acme of them!), so I didn't know my-sore-back-need-a-massage method that time. She just walked on my back and it was almost too much for her as for the very first time. The next night I've convinced her stand on my stomach - it was really great to look at those sexy pink sneakers sink into my flesh while muscles of her legs tightened under her skin. Unforgetable. It's little curious for me she didn't hesitate stepping on my cock with her heels. Just like there is nothing special about it. The feeling was enormous - somethin from my dreams. She dismounted quickly, but this was great step forward in our relationship. Oh, by the way, we always was in our underwear, this time I wore shorts only.
Well, we agreed trampling is kind of eqiuivalence for the sex we couldn't have.
Time passed, she got more confident, trampled my groin, but still when I was in some clothes. Once, hot summer night, she trampled me in very sexy black leather 3" heels, not very spike. :) Though she put her weight on whole feet trampling my love muscle with her heels. It was pitch black in the room so she didn't notice what she's putting her feet on. When she stepped down to the floor she unknowingly pinched my thigh skin under her heel. Painful, but nice. In fact she never have seen any of bruises she made on my skin with her shoes - we always did it in the dark and we've got dressed before we turned the lights on. She wore different shoes, but - except this lonesome case - flat soled.
Our favourite and rather unique technique was something I could call a "trampled kiss". She's sitting in front of me, then puts her feet on my groin. I take her hands and pull her until she crouch feet on my dick - then we kiss, sometimes I rub her breasts. She likes it very much.
OK, I've gotta go, wait for more...
First of all - I'll tell you what is my favourite part in trampling: flat soled shoes. Sneakers, keds, canvas shoes, running shoes, sandals, also high heels - but no spikes. It's because I really like girl walking on me with her full weight on whole sole, not only tiptoes. I think I could get harmed from spikes.
Once before (four years ago) I've met a girl. She's a little one, about 160cm (5 feet+3 inches) and 50kg (110 pounds) when we first met, now ca. 55kg (120 pounds). Not very beautiful, sex hesitant - catholic style. We were in love, then broke off for 10 months, then got together again. We've had problem with with sex (that means - I've had): she has straight religious rules forbidding any sex before marriage. So our relationship was kinda platonic, until I decided on telling her about my fetish. Believe me, it was the most horrible experience in my life. I'm freak, nobody can deny it. I was really scared she would laugh at me or something... you know, this undetermined fear of being rejected. Anyway, she thought about it, seemed she will accept it, but declared she would not try it on me 'cos she's afraid of hurting me. She trampled over some things (carton boxes, cans), she started wearing shoes at home and not removing them while stepping on chairs, sofas, even beds and bedclothes. Just to make me satisfied. We slept together (you know, caresses are allowed until there's no penetration) and she stayed with her shoes on. But she took'em off when we got asleep. I haven't convinced her so far for taking a bath in sneakers or sandals - it's little too weird for her. Well, now you have the background.
I remember the first time she tried standing on me. It was night, bedtime. We was just after having a shower. I've laid on my stomach on the woodden floor - just like I've done it before without special effects, and tried to convince her once more it is not dangerous. This time she agreed to try (I think she was just tired of all this persuading). She was in pink sneakers on rubber sole put on bare feet. First she slowly climbed on my back and made a few steps to position herself, take ballance and just learn the feeling of another being crushed under the soles. I didn't found fetish sites on the Internet than (Daddo's one is acme of them!), so I didn't know my-sore-back-need-a-massage method that time. She just walked on my back and it was almost too much for her as for the very first time. The next night I've convinced her stand on my stomach - it was really great to look at those sexy pink sneakers sink into my flesh while muscles of her legs tightened under her skin. Unforgetable. It's little curious for me she didn't hesitate stepping on my cock with her heels. Just like there is nothing special about it. The feeling was enormous - somethin from my dreams. She dismounted quickly, but this was great step forward in our relationship. Oh, by the way, we always was in our underwear, this time I wore shorts only.
Well, we agreed trampling is kind of eqiuivalence for the sex we couldn't have.
Time passed, she got more confident, trampled my groin, but still when I was in some clothes. Once, hot summer night, she trampled me in very sexy black leather 3" heels, not very spike. :) Though she put her weight on whole feet trampling my love muscle with her heels. It was pitch black in the room so she didn't notice what she's putting her feet on. When she stepped down to the floor she unknowingly pinched my thigh skin under her heel. Painful, but nice. In fact she never have seen any of bruises she made on my skin with her shoes - we always did it in the dark and we've got dressed before we turned the lights on. She wore different shoes, but - except this lonesome case - flat soled.
Our favourite and rather unique technique was something I could call a "trampled kiss". She's sitting in front of me, then puts her feet on my groin. I take her hands and pull her until she crouch feet on my dick - then we kiss, sometimes I rub her breasts. She likes it very much.
OK, I've gotta go, wait for more...