High Heel Trample Stories

High Heel Trample Stories
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Created: January 27th, 2010 at 7:12 pm
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remember a great story that happened when I was a kid.

It was my cousins wedding. She was 18 years older than me (I was eight at the time). I knew I had a fascination with women’s high heels, but I wasn’t sure then of the extent of my interest, or why. Regardless, I continually tried to put myself in a position to be near them. Well, it was a wedding night and everyone was dressed to perfection. I even had a little suit on. This was the perfect opportunity for me do what I loved best to do. After dinner people started wandering, visiting, doing the wedding thing. I started wandering the hall looking for potential foot action. I found a table with three ladies, their husbands or dates were elsewhere. I didn’t recognize them, so I got down on all fours and began to play with a small matchbox car I brought with me. I was near their table and eventually they ignored my presence. Casually I made my move, driving my car under their table. The tablecloth covering it went almost to the floor, so I knew I had solid cover. It was a gold mine, I was so excited. The tables sat 10, so there was plenty of room for me to maneuver. The ladies essentially sat so they took up half of the table, a half moon if you will. I examined each of the ladies shoes. Lady one wore standard black pumps. The heel was probably 3 inches in length and came to a small point. I leaned closer, she had her legs crossed and her right foot was in the air. I slowly stuck out my tongue just brushing the tip very lightly, I could taste the leather I was in heaven. Just as I was developing a relationship with her shoe I felt a painful jab on my right hand. Lady two had stretched out her legs and had crossed them with the one heel on the floor, or more appropriately on my hand. The pain was intense, but I was more afraid of being caught. I glared at her shoes in fear and admiration. She wore open-toe black pumps. She had a similar heel to Lady one, but her heel was buried into the top of my right hand. As I tried to figure a way out of my predicament, Lady one began to gently swing her still elevated right foot. The gentle swinging grew larger in motion, I tried to back up, but with my hand pinned by lady two and the main table leg at my back I knew I was in trouble. Lady one struck me. The toe of her pump hit then slid the length of my forehead. I was expecting her to pull away and look under the table to find me, but she didn’t. I guess my forehead felt like the table leg to her, because her foot struck me three more times. Finally it came to a rest with the toe planted firmly on the bridge of my nose. I could smell the intoxicating aroma of leather and sweat. Her toe cleavage was right before my eyes. One of the ladies told a joke or something because next thing I know lady two is laughing and sliding her feet back in towards her. The heel that was resting on my hand slid and tore across it. Finally her heel was off of my hand, and lady one switched her legs, thereby removing her foot from my face. For a moment I was in the clear. I examined the back of my hand. It stung, and had a deep welt, but it wasn’t bleeding. I then went over to the lady three. She was wearing cream colored shoes, with a 2 ½ inch heel. She also had her legs crossed and I gently licked the toe of her shoe. The leather was divine. I laid down on my stomach, so my face was about an inch from her foot on the ground. Suddenly she shifted and switched her legs. Although she missed my face (barely) her planted foot landed on my tie. I was trapped. She began swinging her crossed leg and her foot breezed by my ear. Fortunately she didn’t hit me. I stayed stuck like that for a couple of minutes, until I heard and saw a man approach. He asked her to dance. As she got up to leave she brought her extended foot back down and it landed squarely on my already sore hand. The heel landed on my ring finger crushing it into the carpet, then as she stood up the heel with a horrifying amount of pain slid off of my finger and onto the floor. She didn’t notice and simply turned and left the table. This time I started to bleed. Despite the pain I didn’t cry, I attribute that to the fact that my adrenaline was pumping like mad. I turned and saw the other two ladies getting up to go (to the bathroom I presumed). I waited for 15 or 20 minutes, but they didn’t return. So I left. I’ll never forget that night. Twenty-two years later, I wish I could be as inconspicuous as an eight year old. I'd love to hear your memories from childhood, please share them with us.

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Hey guys,

actually i was just going to lurk, but i really enjoyed most of the Stories here and had my own experience yesterday after a long time.
Btw im from Germany so excuse me if my grammar or spelling is not perfect.

So i quit my job about a month ago and moved from Hamburg(Best City in Germany btw!) to a smaller city in Western Germany like a week ago.
The last few days i´ve spend some time to check a german website where people offer all kind of things they want to sell like a marketplace, they also have
a section for Dates and Erotic stuff, so i scrolled a bit and most of the stuff was obviously fake or too far away for me, when i finally found an offer which was actullaly only
15 minutes away from me, so after thinking about it for a while i texted her, she was actually offering a 2 Girls thing, so she and her friend.

I asked her if she would be down for a meet and how much it would cost.
- She responded quite quickly and told me that her friend was actually very hard to get a hold of and if it would be ok to just meet with her.
"Sure thing" i said.
- So she asked me what im into and i told her that i haven´t really had many opportunities to really experience my kinks and that i would love to just try some things out, mostly trampling. (I´m 27 btw)
She replied: "So you want me to walk and stand on you?" i said "yes that would be awesome" it was no problem for her.

So we agreed on meeting last sunday evening, on sunday i asked her about the meet and she said "i totally forgot about it sorry" so from my experience i was like "ok it´s probably not gonna happen, like so many times before" but i asked her if we could meet the next day(yesterday) as i was horny af. She agreed for 18:30 when she´s home from work.
So she gave me her adress without the flat number.
"Alright shits going down today" at 17:00 she texted me her full adress and if i would be there on time? "Yes" i said, and suddenly everything became very real, i was fully pumped on adrenaline and nervious as heck!
I jumped into the shower and put some EDT on, hopped into my car, i almost had a colision while driving out of my parking spot.

Oh shit i had to hit the Bank! We agreed on 60€ for an hour which is a very good price(Most girls ask for 100€+) so i drove to the Bank as fast as i could(only had like 15 minutes left till 18:30 and i had to drive like 13 minutes to her place)

I went inside and couldn´t find the fucking ATM i swear, we have machines here in germany that print documents about your account transactions and stuff, but you can´t withdraw any money, they had 3 of those in plain sight, i was "like dude wtf?!" where´s the fucking ATM, so it was hidden in the left corner, i rushed to it and put my card in, time was passing by and i didn´t want to break my word with beeing on time.

Shit!!!!! Whats my pin number? Really?! I was so nervous that i serously forgot my secret account number OOF! I finally got it in the second try, rushed out of the bank like i just did a robbery, jumped into my car and drove 20 over speed limit towards the highway(Everything below 21 km/h over speed limit won´t get you into any serious trouble here in germany. Love it <3)

Full kickdown on the Highway with my 2.7L V6 Citroen C5 III (Lovely car) hitting almost 220 km/h (about 163 mp/h) actually saved me about 6 Minutes! Nice!

So i finally arrived at her place, but waited in the car for a few minutes because a women who im pretty sure wasn´t my "date" unloaded groceries and went inside, so i moved up to the door, pushed the bell and the door was remotely opened, so i wen´t up to like the 4th or 5th floor, can´t remember exactly, and there she was beatifull women about 30 y/o but looks like mid 20s, fully covered in Tattoos and a small nose ring, Jackpot dude, she looked like straight out of Sin City or some shit (Not Jessica Alba hot, but still a jackpot!)

I was almost fainting from excitement and stress, but there we go, im meeting this Girl and she knows exactly that im here to have her stepping onto my body, that turned me on so fucking much.

She asked me inside, offered me a chair to sit on, and asked if i would like to drink something, me almost out of breath and probably only 2 heartbeats more per minute close to a heartattack answering "Yes, p..please"

I told her "im so sorry for beeing so nervous but it has been a while since i´ve met someone for this kind of activity". She was totally cool about it and told me it´s fine, im not the first one like this.

So we started talking a littlebit about like everything, like literally everything! We talked about music, cars (dude she´s into cars like really bad! How cool is that?) and fucking Covid-19, the whole world is going crazy about this stuff, and then there is fucking me thinking about how i could ask her best if i could lick the bottom of her Sneakers and Socks (I´m actually not into naked feet at all but into Socks, Pantyhose and mostly all different kinds of shoes. (It´s pretty weird i know, bare feet are barely more interesting to me than to any 08/15 person without any kinks.) But yea we had a totally normal conversation for about 45 minutes and i almost forgot what i was here for(she´s that kind of cool) so i finally took my chance and asked her if we could play for a littlebit as i was so excited for it like the last 3 days?

"Sure let´s go" she said
"Do you have any special kind of shoes that you like?"
I said: "Im totally into sneakers like Airmax, Superstars and fucking Fila Disruptor" (they look so beasty for Trampling!)
She said "I only have Vans, chucks, Doc martens and one pair of Grey New Balance Trainers"

The Shoes: (Just in Grey)

"Lets go with the New Balance" i said, she smiled and asked me "if it´s okay if she would wear them without socks?"
"Yea no problem" i responded, she also had a pair of peeptoe Highheels(Pic Below / The ones on the right side)

So i asked her if we could use them aswell later on?
She looked at me as if i just made a Joke! And said "Really? Are you sure?"
"Yea i would love to feel them on my body" i responded
"Alright, if you wish to " she said.

So i layed down on the floor in the Kitchen as there is some kind of Bar table which she could hold onto while crushing my inner organs.
Then she stepped up onto my body and i felt like in heaven! This was exactly how i imagined it the last few days, it was a great feeling
looking up from her Sneakers, up her tattooed legs into her beatiful face, she was having fun as i could see in her slight grin, she stepped all over
my upper body and my stomach, she weights like 60kg and it was just right, she then asked me where i would like her to step on if she should trample over my legs too?

(I wrote in our conversation earlier that i would love to have my cock trampled, like to put it on a chair or something and have her crush it like there is no tomorrow, thats probably
my biggest fantasy but she said she wouldn´t do this and i was okay with that.)

So i answered: "Yea i would love you to step on my upper legs too if you can!" (Of course with myself thinking that she might accidently steps onto my dick, which i kinda sneaky placed on my right upper leg while she was looking away) and so it happened she stepped with her right foot down to my right leg and crushed the tip of my semi hard dick with the heel of her Sneaker, i almost squeaked but could stop myself just in time to not be too obvious, of course she noticed as i was wearing a soft workout pant which clearly showed the outlines of my slightly above average dick, half of it burried under her Sneaker, which turned me on even more, im pretty sure she realised and put the weight of her right foot a bit left and right, im in heaven dude!

She then stepped back onto my chest, so close to my face that i could smell the rubber on her sneaker, im loving it. She asked "If everything is okay?" as i was totally drifting away in my fantasy sneaker world.
"Am i doing it right?" she asked. I said "Yea totally!" but as bold and horny as i was now i went for the ultimate move and said: "Would you mind stepping here too? (Pointing at my best friend down there)
"Are you sure?" she said.
"Yea, that would be so awesome" i said.
"But it will hurt, will it?"
"No, not at all to be honest!" i said.

I think women sometimes think our cock and balls are like the same thing or something, i had a similar experience with a good friend of mine long time ago. (Might post if you guys are down)

I told her that its fine, it kinda feels like squeezing your boobs. (I just made that up as i don´t have boobs but i guess its the same.)
So she wasted no time and stepped onto my best friend, who was now totally burried under the bottom of her beatiful right sneaker, while she observed my face to see if she really didn´t just kill me.
pokerface.jpg

so we went on with the trampling for about 30 minutes, when she said "Wow you are really durable, my other Trampling client usually needs a break after 10 minutes!"
"Yea baby im a fucking Sneaker licking, Sock sniffing Apex Predator" i thought in my head.
I told her that i just really enjoy it and could last for another 30 minutes, and im serious about that.

But i only had 60 Minutes and still wanted to try some more stuff!
So i asked her if she could walk over my hands?
She was totally down for it, so i turned around and presented the back of my hands right in front of her sexy sneakers. She walked all over them as if she was trying to make Wine or something and i loved it, i´ve never did something like this but always wanted to, every since a friend of mine "Accidently" stepped onto my hand with her Airmax (I did position them for this to happen of course :P)

After like 10 Minutes of Hand Trampling and my hands looking like the exact opposite of the bottom of her sneakers, i asked her if we could go for the High Heels now!
She was a bit worried but agreed, so she sat down, took off her Sneakers and grabbed her High Heels while i was still laying down looking straight at her perfect tatooed feet. I swear i don´t have a thing for bare feet but i was really tempted to just put them in my mouth, if i will ever have a proper feet fetish it will be because of her!

So Heels are on and she Steps up onto my body. Oof Dude, the sneakers were like 02/10 on a Pain scale, the Heels are 13/10 but i was so fucking turned on that i just took the pain, she stepped all over me for like 60 seconds when she actually stepped on my crotch like right above the cock where all the annoying hair is spreading, that was so painfull that i almost fainted! She probably saw my face and quickly stepped onto my
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