This story is 100% true and happened to me 3 weeks ago.
My name is Jim and i have been a foot and trample fan for years but i have never really been trampled good. I am now 23 and i am home for holidays from College. When i came back i wanted to take the opprotunity to take some courses before i left. After spending one day with the family, i left to a nearby college to take 2 classes for 3 days. I drove to the college the next day and found my room number 2113. It was a giant room more like a gym with a stadium in fromt. There werent any desks and there was a person behind a podium speaking into a microphone. I saw many people standing and many other people sitting on the ground. I found a group of the prettiest girls ive seen in my life. I felt really lucky at the moment and then i went by them. I stood for about 2 minutes and pretended to be tired and sat down with my notebook on my lap and pencil / binder to my side. I see the ladies are closely paying attention to the speaker. They are taking some serious notes and do not stop writing even for a second. I decided to just blow off this class (since it was free) and just get some trampling! My first move was to slide my backpack handle near one of the women's (the prettiest girl in my opition) foot. She tapps her foot around and eventually puts the palm of her sneakers right on the strap which was almsot 1/2 an inch thick. She didn't even bother to look down at it , while she was writing like her hand was about to fall off. I got very excided that she didnt notice and returned the strap back to the other side of me. I casually slipped my whole hand next to her foot. No luck after almost 25 minutes. Then she looked up at a slideslow that the announcer was showing on a projector and when she looked up, her foot tiled back towards her butt off the ground. She looked back down at her notes and started examining them when she started tapping her foot gently on the back of my hand. I got hard immediately and watched. She gently tapped it , then lifted her foot up, then tapped it, and lifted her foot up repeaditly acting as if it was the floor. I realised that if she stood on one hand and one foot was higher than the other she would notice. So whens he lifted her foot up to tap again, i slowly slid until i was directly infront of her, so if she looked down she could see the top of my head. She didnt even notice me move because of how crowded the room was. I slid both my hands backwards to get support and measured to see that both hands were right infront of her shoes. She stopped tapping with one of her feet and started shifting weight from foot to foot. The slide slow ended and she gave out a relieving "sigh" and stepped forward right onto both my hands. My hands where then pinned down with both her tennis shoes. I was so excited and hard that it was obvious i was hard for i was wearing sports pants. I curl up knees so it wasnt so obvious and i let her female weight step on my hands. She started grinding the sole of her foot on the back of my hand repeadidly, rubbing all the dirt off onto my hands. After that, she started shiftng weight again, and once more moved more forward so her sole was off and he heal was smack dab on my hand. My hand started turning white and lost all blood circulation. It felt great! Her other foot started to pound on the ground like it was getting numb. It pounded on my hand full weight almost 9 times, then stopped. She shifted weight back and fourth and then stepped back with both feet and stood for another 30 seconds then sat down. I guess she got tired. When she sat down, she looked at me and said 'Hi, i didnt notice u were there!" and i just returned with a friendly smile. She sat there scrunched up with her legs curled up to her breasts and her notepad on her kneecaps. She had no vision of her feet so i decided to try again. I slid closer her and slid my hands right next to her feet. She did not touch my hand until she shifted position into a cross-legged style, where she immediately mashed my finglers with her feet. Only her left foot was on my right hand. She must not have felt it because she was scrnched up so tight and was paying close attention. It felt great when she did that but then she stood up, putting on foot on my hand and used it for support and stood up full weight on my one hand. It hurt pretty bad, then she shifted off. I pretended to be bored and tired and lied down looking very *unrestful*. I put my clipboard and notepad on my penis so it wouldnt be obvious if it got hard. At this point, i was lying down about 2 feet from her feet and i could tell she was getting tired of standing so she pulled up 5 chairs for her and her friends. Now i had 3 ladies within arms reach and the other 2 behind them. I looked a little weird but i didnt mind because im from out of town and i would never see them again. She sat with her right leg over her left and with it dangling in the air. They were all taking serious notes and many other people were around them. They did not notice me at all. I squirmed around the floor until i was directly over the lady in the chair. Because i arrived late, we were in the back of the room. my feet were touching the wall, and my face was right under her butt. I was right between the leggs of the chair and i could see one foot on the ground and one food dangling in mid-air. I noticed nobody saw me because i was covered by 3 chairs. At that time i had a fantasy of the chairs breaking and having the women fall on me, but of course that didnt happen. I stuck both my arms so they are closed together beside her dangling feet. She sat there for about 15 minutes before she switched feet. So when she did, she put her right leg down and her left leg over her right leg, but when she did, instead of landing on the ground, she put her feet directly on my arms. I could see the flesh on my arms sinking in from her one foot with the weight of both her legs. She didnt notice the rise in the ground level at all and began to take notes once more. This continued for another 15 minutes before she started to put both feet down. Now this was a problem if she put them far apart because one would be slightly raised and the other would be on the ground. So i hoped for the best, and lucky me, she put her feet together so her notepad wouldnt fall through her legs. Now both her feet were on my two arms! I could not beleive my eyes. I saw two sneakers on my forarm. I got hard once again and i culd see the shoes sinking into my flesh. Because i was still fully under the chair, i leaned forward without moving my arms at all and gave her shoe a gentle lick. She didnt notice it at all so i continued to lick until it was almost dripping wet. I licked the bottom that wasnt on my arm and the side of the shoe , all that i could reach. Then i noticed that the announcer said "Thank you!" And everyone started clapping. I became nervous and leaned back again. Suprisingly, when everyone started clapping, her and her 4 friends stood up!! Now this lady was 100% on my arm with her full weight! I saw her feet sinking into my arms and my arms getting numb + white. it hurt like none other having 135 pounds of female weight on your forarms. After roughly 1 minute , she stopped clapping but she did not sit down. I was stuck and i was very nervous. What if she moved the chair and i was revealed??
I did not know what to do so i just waited. 1 minute after the applause, she and her friends started talking and at that time, she stepped off. When she did, she almost fell forward not realising she was leveled off the ground. She looked back but saw only 3 chairs lined up. She went back to talk with her friends and shorty they left. This has been the second best day of my life and i remember every second of it. I had imprints on my arm for the next 3 hours and i could not sleep that night.
What a great class!!
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