HoustonFetish
11-08-2003, 10:21 AM
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I arrived at Tina’s house for my trample session with her. At only 120lbs she is a beautiful little blonde. Her slim tanned body and well kept and pedicured feet make her a trample rugs dream come true. The only problem is that her husband doesn’t know that she tramples. He’d be outraged. Bart is a huge guy. He’s about 6’6 weighing in around 260-270lbs. He’s a trucker so he’s always on the road. That’s how I found Tina. On one of his week long trips she was online looking for fun. After I met her and told her I ran a trample site, she was intrigued. She was hooked on it the instant her foot slammed into my bare torso. This evening she was going to do some face standing mixed with some bondage. She looked HOT. She wore a very short thigh high black skirt with no panties. She had planned on doing some facesitting as well. Her shirt was white and so tight that you could see her erect nipples through the fabric. We looked around for things to tie me with, but couldn’t find anything. We settled on sliding me under her bed (which was a tight fit) and leaving my head sticking out so she could stamp on it. Her warm smooth soles pounded at my forehead frequently, making me wish that I’d brought some Tylenol or Advil. I knew I was going to have a black eye when she slammed her perfectly round little heel into my left eye socket. My head rolled to the side when she stepped up on it, so she had the idea of surrounding my head and neck with pillows. As soon as she had positioned them tightly around my head, she heard a noise in the living room. She ran to the bedroom door and returned her face white as chalk.
“Bart is home early!” she said. She was almost in tears. Then we heard the front door open. I was in trouble. I was still stuck under the bed. The only way out was for her to pull me by the arms, and that would be a dead giveaway. It had taken quite a bit to get me under there, so I couldn’t just slide the rest of the way under. I was stuck. She quickly pulled a blanket off the bed and dropped it over my head right as Bart walked into the room.
“Hey honey,” he said with a drunken drawl to his voice. She bent over the bed, hiding my covered head and the pillows on the floor.
“Oh yeah, what a way to be greeted!” he said. I could smell the alcohol even through the blanket she had covered me with. I was scared shitless. I heard him come closer. Tina stayed where she was hunched over the bed guarding my head and pretending to be straightening the pillows. I heard her grunt as Bart grabbed her tiny waist and slammed his crotch into her ass.
“Hold on right there baby,” he said. I heard a zipper. Oh my god. He was going to fuck her right here. Right over my head!
He dropped his pants and scooted closer to her. He pushed her skirt up to her waist and picked her bodily off the ground as he pulled her closer. Through the blanket I could just barely see her hovering about 6 inches over my face. He was holding her in the air and ramming into her with all his might. I heard her whimper and moan. I guess his arms got tired after a moment because he put her down. She moved her feet to each side, putting them on the pillows on either side of my head.
“No no, stand there, where its higher,” he said coaxingly. I could feel her fear mounting. Gingerly she stepped one foot and then the other onto my upturned face. If either of us hesitated or balked at his instructions he could get suspicious and find me lying here. She stood full weight on my face, her heels resting in my eye sockets. Then he started on her again. She was now about the right height for him to get at her good. I felt her body buckle and move back and forth. My eyes felt as if they were turning to mush but I didn’t dare cry out or move. I bit my tongue and held my breath as he forcefully fucked his wife for a good 20 minutes. I heard him groan loudly and it was over. Not even bothering to pull his pants up, he let go of Tina and scuffled off to the restroom where he closed the door. Only when we heard the toilet seat fall into place and heard him sit down did Tina pull the blanket off my face. My eyes were swollen and my lip was cut in three places. She dragged me out from under the bed with a strength I didn’t know she had. She hurried me out the front door and with a quiet “I’m so sorry” closed the door leaving me to stumble to my car and drive home.
I arrived at Tina’s house for my trample session with her. At only 120lbs she is a beautiful little blonde. Her slim tanned body and well kept and pedicured feet make her a trample rugs dream come true. The only problem is that her husband doesn’t know that she tramples. He’d be outraged. Bart is a huge guy. He’s about 6’6 weighing in around 260-270lbs. He’s a trucker so he’s always on the road. That’s how I found Tina. On one of his week long trips she was online looking for fun. After I met her and told her I ran a trample site, she was intrigued. She was hooked on it the instant her foot slammed into my bare torso. This evening she was going to do some face standing mixed with some bondage. She looked HOT. She wore a very short thigh high black skirt with no panties. She had planned on doing some facesitting as well. Her shirt was white and so tight that you could see her erect nipples through the fabric. We looked around for things to tie me with, but couldn’t find anything. We settled on sliding me under her bed (which was a tight fit) and leaving my head sticking out so she could stamp on it. Her warm smooth soles pounded at my forehead frequently, making me wish that I’d brought some Tylenol or Advil. I knew I was going to have a black eye when she slammed her perfectly round little heel into my left eye socket. My head rolled to the side when she stepped up on it, so she had the idea of surrounding my head and neck with pillows. As soon as she had positioned them tightly around my head, she heard a noise in the living room. She ran to the bedroom door and returned her face white as chalk.
“Bart is home early!” she said. She was almost in tears. Then we heard the front door open. I was in trouble. I was still stuck under the bed. The only way out was for her to pull me by the arms, and that would be a dead giveaway. It had taken quite a bit to get me under there, so I couldn’t just slide the rest of the way under. I was stuck. She quickly pulled a blanket off the bed and dropped it over my head right as Bart walked into the room.
“Hey honey,” he said with a drunken drawl to his voice. She bent over the bed, hiding my covered head and the pillows on the floor.
“Oh yeah, what a way to be greeted!” he said. I could smell the alcohol even through the blanket she had covered me with. I was scared shitless. I heard him come closer. Tina stayed where she was hunched over the bed guarding my head and pretending to be straightening the pillows. I heard her grunt as Bart grabbed her tiny waist and slammed his crotch into her ass.
“Hold on right there baby,” he said. I heard a zipper. Oh my god. He was going to fuck her right here. Right over my head!
He dropped his pants and scooted closer to her. He pushed her skirt up to her waist and picked her bodily off the ground as he pulled her closer. Through the blanket I could just barely see her hovering about 6 inches over my face. He was holding her in the air and ramming into her with all his might. I heard her whimper and moan. I guess his arms got tired after a moment because he put her down. She moved her feet to each side, putting them on the pillows on either side of my head.
“No no, stand there, where its higher,” he said coaxingly. I could feel her fear mounting. Gingerly she stepped one foot and then the other onto my upturned face. If either of us hesitated or balked at his instructions he could get suspicious and find me lying here. She stood full weight on my face, her heels resting in my eye sockets. Then he started on her again. She was now about the right height for him to get at her good. I felt her body buckle and move back and forth. My eyes felt as if they were turning to mush but I didn’t dare cry out or move. I bit my tongue and held my breath as he forcefully fucked his wife for a good 20 minutes. I heard him groan loudly and it was over. Not even bothering to pull his pants up, he let go of Tina and scuffled off to the restroom where he closed the door. Only when we heard the toilet seat fall into place and heard him sit down did Tina pull the blanket off my face. My eyes were swollen and my lip was cut in three places. She dragged me out from under the bed with a strength I didn’t know she had. She hurried me out the front door and with a quiet “I’m so sorry” closed the door leaving me to stumble to my car and drive home.