true experience post?

[footobsessor]

Doesn't anyone post true experiences anymore? I miss those sooo much. Don't get me wrong, everyone's stories are great, but there is something special about sharing true stories too. Here is a true story that happened this morning.
My girlfriend just had a new trample experience this morning. She walks on my back all the time, but is very nervous about standing full weight or walking on my front side. This morning she told me, 'Since you were so good this weekend, Im going to let you choose what part of you I walk on.' I told her, 'I'm just your doormat, you walk wherever you want. She insisted that I choose, so I asked her to step full weight up and over me as I lay on my back. She was really nervous and made me close my eyes. I layed there with my eyes closed and mouth arms over my eyes so I couldnt see anything. She laid one sexy white sock covered foot on my chest and pressed, then backed off. She kept asking me, ' Are you sure?' I replied, 'yes of course.' She kept asking, 'Are you sure I won't hurt you?' Im like yes, go for it. She finally got the nerve and stepped up and over with all her weight and it ssquished me good. It was only a second long but it was nice. My ribs always feel squished for a while after she gets off but I love it. Im her doormat. I reassured her telling her what a good job she did and how it was great. Im slowly building her confidence up. She has come a long way in the yr we have been together. She will walk all over my back in any pair of shoes she has now, except for her stilletto boots, those heels are so thin, she might make me bleed. I could deal with that! :)

[rentaslave1980]

Yeah I mush prefer true experiences. yours was good. I think there should be a fiction and non fiction section of the board, as each to their own, but fiction just doesn;t do anything for me.

[bfrug]

Yeah I mush prefer true experiences. yours was good. I think there should be a fiction and non fiction section of the board, as each to their own, but fiction just doesn;t do anything for me.

The problem with that is the fact that so many "true" stories are clearly far from it.

[rentaslave1980]

Yeah that is very true

[ROYALS22262]

My wife, 5'6 145 pound cute busty brunette is very good friends with a sexy leggy blonde Donna, 5'8 135 pounds. They are members of a local women's organization. The membership thought it was a good idea to offer a ladies self defense courses at a nearby karate studio. My wife and Donna thought it was a great idea, so they joined. I am also good friends with Donna and I have written about her many times on this and other boards. Donna calls me at work the day before her second self defense class with my wife. Donna knows that I have a trample and foot fetish, and she loves her feet, takes great care of them, pedicures them weekly, and on top of that she loves to tease me with her sexy size 8.5 feet. She says, listen, I know you can't talk long, but you should come to our self defense class, other husbands come, and I think you will like what you will see! If you come, I will give you a little show! WOW! I'm speachless.....OK, I should be able to go. Now it is winter here, the women show up for this class in sweat suits mostly, and of the twenty women there they all have boots on with wet and moist socks. So I get there early, the women range in age from 30-50, and the ones who signed up for this class are all in reasonable shape, nobody over 160 pounds. I watch them all take their boots off, and then wiggle out of their socks. Most of these women are really pretty, so this was a great sight. Donna pulls her wet socks off and her gorgeous feet are painted a perfect hot pink! My wife, who is not so into feet, had her toes painted maroon. The women pair off, and Donna pairs off with my wife, and there are ten pairings in all. They do ki-yaaaas, throw punches at each other, some kicks, some warm up exercises. About ten minutes in, Donna winks at me, and continues to face my wife. The women now do leg sweeps, where they trip their opponent to the mat. Donna adds a little to this! She trips my wife, yells ki-yaaaa and then plants her sexy size 8.5 pedicured pink foot right on my wife's 38d chest, and poses, and leaves her foot there for a few extra seconds until my wife slaps her leg off. My wife then does it to Donna, and I am ten feet away with a great view of my wife stepping on her, hot!!! Then Donna goes again. My wife goes down and Donna puts her sexy right foot on her neck, and does a sexy victory pose for me!!! She leaves her foot there now for an extra minute, until my wife gets pissed, stop showing off for him, she yells!!! My wife then steps on her neck, ha, you like that?!!! Donna gets up one more time to go! In front of me, in front of the class, Donna puts my cute wife down, and then with her strong right leg, and sexy bare foot, sweaty out of hot boots, she plants her foot right in my wife's face!!! Nobody else in the class steps on a face, just Donna, and it's my wife who is under it!!!! My wife tries to get her foot off her face, but Donna is too strong and presses it in harder, leaving it there! My wife wiggles and kicks, but Donna laughs and leaves it there! I am so turned on watching this! My wife has her sexy friends sweaty bare foot in her face! Donna left it there for at least two minutes before moving it off my now angry wife's face!!! Relax, Donna says, I'll let you do it to me. My wife throws her down, and poses her foot on Donna's face now! The instructor then tells my wife to stop, and get back to what they were there for! I got to see my wife and her sexy blonde friend get face trampled!!! I still picture Donna's sexy foot in my wife's face! It was such a turn on....and she did it for me, and liked it!!! I POSTED PICS OF DONNA'S SEXY FOOT FROM A WHILE AGO TO ADD A VISUAL TO THIS HOT TRUE STORY!!!! IT IS TRUE FOR YOU NON-BELIEVERS!!!

[trampleaj]

I agree with you OP and rentaslave! The fictional stories are good but they don't do anything for me. That would be sweet if there were two seperate forums one for fiction and one for non-fiction. I love the true experiences so much more! Is there like a suggestion box or something on this site? haha

[codamin]

very good story ROYALS22262

[footobsessor]

awesome experience Royal, thanks for sharing and to the others that commented. Im glad Im not he only horndog who likes to hear the true stories! Did u get to spar with Donna? Your wife doesnt like feet but will she trample you?

[ROYALS22262]

Donna has trampled me, and stepped on my face, what an amazing turn on! Her feet sweat, and they smell a little like salty leather, awesome! My wife is not into the feet stuff, and not into trample, unfortunately. She will allow me to experience some of her girlfriends feet, like Donna, so that's cool. She is a very cool and loving woman, so I am still a lucky dude. I also have this forum to thank to get some of my quirky needs met!

[willy687]

I also agree. True stories are better. You can usually tell. You guys' stories are good. I remember well how it takes some girls awhile to build up their confidence. But once they do.......oh boy. And I always love the references to the sock covered foot, especially ones that are a little dirty.

[Goldman]

I have one or two experiences i guess i could write about, unfortunately for me and everyone reading, they were quite short!!

[bfrug]

I have one or two experiences i guess i could write about, unfortunately for me and everyone reading, they were quite short!!

No matter - post away please !

[hellgrinder]

I have one or two experiences i guess i could write about, unfortunately for me and everyone reading, they were quite short!!

No matter, many would love to read about it anyways (including myself). Describe what the girls looked like as you write the story, that usually takes up a few lines and lengthens your story a little :)


Here's a short one for you guys, true of course.

I was at the freaky tiki club in Myrtle Beach SC. about 3 years ago standing by the bar. Many girls would hop themselves up on the counter to dance. So as girls walked by to climb up the counter I kneeled down offering them my lap to use as a step. In one night I probably had 15 girls use my leg as a step ladder to get up on the counter and dance. Good times. Short story, but true :)

[footsniffa]

I don't even bother reading fiction. In fact, I get mad when someone indicates that the story is NF and then posts a fictional (or even mostly fictional) story.

I've posted quite a few true stories here. You'll have to look back about 5+ years to find them.

[Goldman]

Okay so i got a tripple header for you guys and gals, here are three 100% true experiences. As aforementioned, there isn't much depth, but i guess something is better than nothing! They go in chronological order, and happened over the last year or two.



1.) Cousin's friend

Now im not sure whether it's because im a great guy, or whether it's because I have a sweet games room. But every weekend my mates and/or cousins would be round my house. I took over the room as quickly as I could, putting up posters and filling it with every games console i owned. With a big TV, big sofas and a lovely pool table it was a perfect place to relax with mates and family.

(I almost feel like im in story mode... i will try and cut to the chase!!)

Anyways my cousin Jessica, who was 19 at the time, had a couple of friends round my house. I wasn't really interested in them as i had a girlfriend, but im a man, so you know how it is! Anyways it had been over 3-4 years roughly since i had fully come to grips with my fetish. Thus i would try to turn as many competitive situations into something that would end up with a foot in my face. I had to vary the amount of times i attempted this, as i didn't want to be found out, especially from close friends and family, as i would hate to possibly alienate.

My usual line would be 'if you lose at this game, then you have to do a forfeit'. We varied forfeits, and i would often suggest the winner gets to rub their feet in the losers face, or the loser has to kiss the winners feet. Now im a great gamer, i beat pretty much everyone. So to counterbalance this against my friends and cousins who know how good i am, i would drink alot of beer! Or atleast i would make out i was getting drunk! Like gaming, drinking is one of my specialties, so i could easily drink 10 beers and not feel a thing. A perfect illusion for my thought out plan!!

Now several times i would be faced with a pair of sweaty socked or barefeet rubbed all over my face. Everytime i would attempt to act as if i hated it, squirming away, but at the same time managing to open my mouth a little and let some toes slip inside. One particular occasion springs to mind, it was one of my happiest days on this godforsaken planet. Kate was a friend of my cousin Jessica, and she was your average contemporary girl, followed all the magazines and looked fairly cute in her tank top and skinny jeans. She had a pair of black ankle socks on, roughly a size 5, i couldn't tell if they were well worn, until i got close enough to smell them! And i can tell you she must have been wearing them for a long time!! (To give you a better description because i always forget to mention the physcial appearance, and tend to go straight to the feet. I blame my brain. Well she had long golden blond hair, emerald green eyes, a slender figure and had fairly pale complextion. It is England after all!!)

Anyways i threw a game of Pro Evolution soccer, got a few players sent off, gave away a penalty etc etc. I was then told i would have to kiss Kate's feet for 20 seconds. This is when i went into Oscar mode, and started acting like i was mortified! I said i was pretty confident it was a fluke and challenged her to up the odds, and if she beat me again, then she could pick any forfeit, with no limits. She accepted after quite a moment of debate, and said that i would have to kiss and massage her feet until she i met her satisfaction! And on top she could rub her sweaty socks in my face at any point throughout the rest of the night. I accepted of course, and miraculously lost again ;)

'On your knees loser!' Kate said.

I shot her an evil stare, as i fell to the floor. She lifted up her right foot, waving it back and forth in front of my face.

'Dig in!!' She smirked.

I softly placed several quick kisses around the sole of her foot, working my way down to the heel. Before making my way back up towards her toes, and then on to the top of her foot. As i worked my way on to her other foot, i was gifted the soundtrack of giggling and light laughter in the background from Jessica, kate and their other friend Amy. Which made me think about my manhood, hopefully not revealing my enjoyment of the 'forfeit!'. Kate placed both socked feet on my face and began to rub them around my face. She did it at quite a pace that wasn't very comfortable. The socks were rubbing against my face and the friction caused a fair bit of pain. She mashed her feet around my nose, pocking my nostrils, then my eyes and occasionly into my mouth. Which caused a roar of laughter amongst the girls. After this was over i was given the job of massaging her feet which seemed to last forever, and seems better in fantasy then real life.

Later on the evening i had several moments where Kate placed her feet in my face, and I 'was not allowed to move'. Which was perfect for me as i enjoyed every second of it. Then only downside was she never took off her socks!!! I guess you cant have everything! But I went to bed with the sweet taste of her beautiful sweaty socks all over my mouth and tongue, which was good enough..

Also it does give me fuel for a new story... and if i do write it, she will take them off!!!!!



2).Uni girlfriend

At the first Univesity i went to, i met a girl called Sarah. She was a rock chick and we hit it straight off when we met at one of the many uni bars. She was a brunette with shoulder length hair, and hazel eyes. She was also had pale skin, and was a 'curvy girl'. Over our relationship which lasted just under a year, i was able to mention to her what turned me on. I got the confidence to tell her after it became apparent she was quite liberal about her sexual preferences. She told me what she liked very soon into the realtionship, she liked a bit of pain in the bedroom. Whips, candlewax, and nipple clamps mostly. But i guess thats for a different forum!

Anyways she was very open, so i decided to tell her what i liked. If i was fulfilling her needs surely she would be happy to reciprocate. She was. Sarah enjoyed the trampling aspect more than anything. Crushing me underneath her goth boots and stiletto heels, she enjoyed to jump around alot. She was also the only person ive ever met that was happy to let me clean their shoe's with my tongue. One particular occasion we had come back from a night at the bar, and she was dressed to kill. She very rarely dressed up as she was a little insecure about her appearance. But she looked amazing in a black dress with matching heels. The heels had become very dusty, with a small amount of mud on the rim and sole of the shoes.

When we got into her room she ordered me to strip and put on a pair of her knickers. This was something she really enjoyed, and i grew to love, the humiliation was exhilirating. I then spent 30-40 minutes cleaning her heels to the best i could. I know it was this long because we had an album playing in the background, and it finished just after i had completed her second shoe. I was rewarded for my efforts by being deep throated with her foot, as she stood on my chest. I sucked, licked and eat every single piece of dirt off her beautiful size 7 feet, which were fairly chubby (And she her big toes were massive!). What a night! Me moving to a different uni unfortunatley ended our relationship.

3.) Norway

A few of you might have heard about my trip there, about a month ago. Well i also mentioned a girl that was in the cabin with us, an indie girl, who wore vans which i sniffed! I honestly cant remember her name, she was a friend of a friend. She had a short black hair cut, with streak of blonde in the long fringe which swept from one side of her face to the other. She was a small girl, who again like all the girls had a pale complextion. Anyways during one evening after we had been snowboarding, she revealed a pair of socks with a skull and crossbones pattern on. The soles showed extreme wear, they were very dirty. She had been wearing them underneath a pair of woolly socks, so obviously they had accumalated a huge amount of sweat!

Whilst we were drinking and chilling by the fire, indie girl became quite cheeky. She was sitting in an arm chair, and i was on the main sofa. She was sitting with both her legs over the arm of her chair, pointing in the direction of me. I was playing cards with a few of the lads around the table and she began waving her feet under my face, getting very close to touching me.

'Hey you didn't even flinch!' Indie girl said.

'Thats because i know your to much of a nice girl, you wouldn't do something so mean by rubbing them in my face!' I replied.

She then tested my theory moving her feet very close a few more times. She then said;

'Well if your so confident why dont you leave your mouth open?'

I opened my mouth, and was praying she would follow up on her bravado! She didn't let me down rubbing her extremely sweat drenched socks all over my face for about 30 seconds. She started to slowly rub her toes around the rim of my mouth, almost like she was testing me. Or maybe she was expecting me to bottle it, and close my mouth! Well i held my mouth wide open, and she eventually slid her right foot into my mouth. It was in there for about 5-10 seconds before she burst out laughing along with the rest of the room. Unfortuantely she seemed kinda grossed out by it, and everyone was laughing at me. But i didn't care, it was pure bliss!!!

There you go, hope you enjoyed! :)

Gold

[BigJoe]

I prefer true stories too. I've told one or two. Nobody reads it, though. It's about "Kicks to the Head". Well... a kick to the head isn't exactly another kind of trampling.

Maybe I could tell you about my adventures when travelling by bus and trying to have the head stepped on. It would be fun, but I'm afraid I lack the vocabulary to do so...

[bfrug]

I too hate stories that are passed off as real when they are clearly fiction/fantasy.

Many of the fiction/fantasy are excellent anyway & to me they are spoilt by the writer trying to pass them off as real.

[FinalFox]

hey goldman, thank you so much for those stories, excellent writing

[Goldman]

Thank you FinalFox.

Unfortunately for me thats about all ive experienced so far in life!! Ive had the odd moment here and there but hardly anything to write about.

However, one moment i will never ever forget... Happened when i was in sixth form, so about 18 or 19 and i was sitting down in this common area. It was where most people went to relax. I was sitting there alone, i had just finished with a lesson and was waiting to meet up with some mates. Thats when a girl called kealeigh walked slowly towards me before lifting up and wiping the sole of her shoe on my trouser leg. Which left a big and long dusty mark down the side of my leg, she muttered something along the lines of;

'God my shoes have gotten so dirty already'. They were new, of course i would notice :P

Then she just walked off without even looking at me, and went to talk to her friends on the side. Now i didn't really know her that well, and we hardly ever spoke to each other. It was so random, a moment of spontaneity, nothing i had done previously would of invoked such a reaction. Atleast nothing i can think of. It was really hot, such a turn on for me. Thinking in her perspective;

'Oh wow, my shoes have got so much dirt on them, and i only bought them the other day. Hmm.. let me wipe them on this object over here. This piece of material will be perfect to help me clean them up a bit.' Well im guessing that was her logic, she could only of seen me as a means to clean her shoes, completely disregarding my feelings of how humiliating the action was. Especially in a fairly crowed room.

Now i had plenty of time to react, but i was so shell shocked i could hardly comprehend what had just happened. I wish i was quick enough to say something along the lines of 'Dont worry your doormat is always here for you, need to wipe the other one?' I always wish i had said that in a sort of sarcastic tone, im pretty certain she would of wiped her other shoe on me, maybe a few times! But oh well, once was enough to satisfy me!!!

[BigJoe]

So, that's it - I discovered that if I laid on the floor of the bus during the night I could get under the chair and put my head close to the feet of the girl sitting behind me.

Of course I had to do it when everybody was fast asleep.

To the person sitting by my side there was always the excuse that "I can't get to sleep in a sitting position - I have to be laying down". Yeah! they always find it strange to see me in the dirt floor, but "whatever".

Then I'd just have to wait till the girl sitting behind me concludes: "Well... it must be just a stupid bag."

After that - I have four hours of poking or accidental nudging through the night. It's wonderful! It's almost as good as "going to the movies" - but that's another storie.

[BigJoe]

Well... another fighting partner! The "sensei" put us to train with the kids and the classmates who doesn't have the same skill. And the "sensei" knows me better and knows that I go easy with everyone.

My first opponent was a 24 y.o. girl. We had tried to fight a couple of years ago. She got tired right at the beginning, and we stopped the fight. She never asked me to fight her again.

Today everything went different. Everything went smooth, if you will. I made my moves trying to get her - so she had something to defend against, but I would do it kind of in slow motion. And I would never defend against her.

She would kick me in the ribs - with that nice Chuck Norris' round house kick - than she would punch me twice in the chest. And I would compliment her about her strikes: "Good one!", "Nice!"

The one time she kicked me in the ribs - rather forcefully - and waited for my response, I reminded her:"Hit me twice or three times in a row so you can catch me by surprise". After that she would never hit me less than three times.

But the best thing she did was trying the frontal kick. I didn't know just how damaging that kick can be. Her first one wasn't all that hard. I had to teach her into doing it right. But her third attempt was a very good one. I smiled: "Very good" and the fourth attempt came right away. Another rather good one.

And she would never forget the one-two sequence of punches after each sequence of kicks.

I thanked her profusely after the fight. I told her she was very good. And after the class I went to her once again to compliment her about her performance. She just smiled.



- I wish I could fight her everyday. Or at least - every karate class. Maybe I can get her into doing so.