My first adult trample
30-Jul-98 22:52:05

My first trampling as an adult took place while I was in college. This experience, much more then my childhood tramplings, kindled in me a lifelong desire to lie beneath the feet of beautiful women.I played on the college baseball team and after practice struck up a conversation with a member of the womens tennis team. Her name was Marge and she was a great player, she was small, 5ft
3 in tall 100 lbs soaking wet, but she was very athletic and incredibly strong for her size.I was always on the lookout for ways to get her to put her sexy size 6 1/2 feet on my body. finally I challanged her sense of compitition, I told her that I felt that men were in much better shape then women and no women could ever hurt or defeat a man in a physical match-up between the two.She was sitting on the sofa when I made this statement and soon after got up to get a drink of water, while passing by me she stood on my belly wearing the tan clogs that were so popular in the early seventies. I know that doesn't hurt a bit does it she asked. I was loving it and tried to irritate her into heavier action so I laughed and said I told you there's no way for a woman to hurt a man. At that she said really and began to jump up and down. I loved every bit of it. Eventually she continued on to get her water. While she was on the way back I heard the unmistakable staccato sound of spike heels on the floor.Maybe my clogs didn't hurt but I'll bet these will.Do you still think there's no way for me to hurt you. Of coarse not I bragged. Go ahead and do your best or worst as the case my be. At that she jumped into the air and landed right in the middle of my belly. She did not want to loose so she trampled without regard for my well being for at least 45 minutes. She walked she jumped she stomped and she danced. She trampled so long and so hard that she worked up a swet. She stood on my groin for a good 5 minutes digging her heels in and taunted me saying there's no way that can't hurt. I just laid back and loved it. She mashed her foot into my face pressing the soles into my eye area. I still just laid there and loved all of it. My fantasy was coming true and there was no way I was going to put an end to it by giving up. In the end she stomped a few more times on my belly and climbed off. you're impossible she said. We both were amazed at the damage she had done to my torso. Little spike marks were everywhere,I was marked up so much that I quit the baseball team rather then be seen in the shower. She remained on the tennis team and had a great record at our school. She had bought the spike heels she used to trample me with for the spring dance. For the rest of the semester she had many spring dances on me. She told me that it helped get her juices flowing for compititive tennis besides she loved a challange and told me she was going to get me to say uncle yet. I never did both we both loved her trying.