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Swimming Pool Party Trample
🕑 Added 2022-12-28 02:32:10 +0000 UTCI have always been into trampling by beautiful girls or women. When I was a small boy, I use to slip my hand and fingers into places to get them stepped on. Now that I am grown, I still love a woman or teenager standing on my hand and fingers and always find a way to have this happen.
My daughters go to an all girl school and the school just had a big swimming party at their pool and invited another all girl school to attend for food and fun. They have been doing some construction and the ground is very torn up so they have big tarps all over the ground to protect the grass and give it time to grow. I saw this and thought about all those great looking teenagers stomping around and decided that I could slip out to the pool one night before the party and dig out a hole big enough for me to crawl in. I actually got the idea from one of the stories on this site. I went out about 2 in the morning and dug a hole large enough for me to slip into trying to keep it level with the ground so no one would notice. The ground is real wavy as it has not been leveled yet so I know no one would notice. I surveyed the area and decided the best place for me to get the most trampling would be under the buffet tent that had been set up. My wife was going to help as this was going to be an all day and spend the night, come and go affair. There would be over 150 teenagers at the party. She had already told me that I should go and see my parents out of town as she would be there most of the time to help. The night before the party was to start at 9 am the next morning, I left my house with my wife thinking I was going out of town. I slipped into the hole I had had dug and waited all night. I fell asleep and was awaken by the noise of people laughing and foot steps coming toward me. These were the moms coming to set up the food area for breakfast. I listened closely and picked out my wife in the group. I was committed now and began to get very excited.
The women started setting up the food and I started getting trampled. One lady about 140 lbs was standing on me and another woman walked up and stood right on my face. I realized it was my wife standing on my face. She was barefoot and just stood there shifting her weight from foot to foot. My wife was laughing and talking and she can talk forever. She was crushing my nose and would grind her feet. The other lady was on my chest with somekind of boots and another lady walks up and steps on my stomach. She was barefoot and must have weighed about 150lbs. They stood there forever and just talked. Finally, they walked off and other women would step on me getting ready for the kids to arrive. I heard in the distance what appeared to be busses and realized the kids were arriving. It was at this time, I begin to consider that maybe I had bit off more than I could chew. I sure had a hard time breathing with just a few women on me and now I hoped that there would not be too many girls on me at one time. I was soon to find out that being under many girls can turn into hell real quickly. As the girls unloaded from the busses, they went to the restrooms and begin to undress. Then I heard my wife announce that food was ready and come and get it. All of a sudden a roar started which was all the girls running to to the tent. They started coming into the tent and stepping all over me. The line started moving over me and the girls were jumping up and down and giggling and the noise was unbelievable. I had 7-10 girls on me at all times. My nose was being crushed and I could not turn my head fast enough as one would step off me another was on me. I had my arms stretched out and there was a double line that curved at the end so more kids could get under the tent. My finers and hand were being constantly crushed and the pain was incredible. Finally the line begin to thin out as all the girls had come through the line. All morning long , there was always some girls standing on me picking at the food. I never realized that the girls would jump and stomp so much, but when you get a bunch of teenage girls together, they get very rowdy. I heard comments like how the ground they were standing on was mushy and that would be followed by everyone stomping me. I had a very hard time breathing with all of them on top of me. I begin to wish I had thought this out because I did not know how much I could take. I was horrified when I begin to hear rain and realized that the life guards were making the kids get out of the pool. I heard them say to go to the buffet tent to wait, The tent was quite large and could hold a lot of kids. They begin to pile in and many started standing on top of me. I was actually being crushed by all these girls. They were just standing on me shifting there feet and moving around on top of me and my hands and fingers were being crushed. My face felt like it was going to explode! I had place a small piece of plywood across my groin area to protect my balls and all of sudden it shifted and slipped off. One of the girls stepped directly on my nuts and was grinding them with no mercy. I begin to scream the best I could as some girl was standing directly on my mouth and I could not make much noise. Thank god I had placed a metal collar on my throat so I did not have to worry about a broken neck. The noise was so loud with all the talking and laughing that no one could hear me. They cranked up the music and all the girls started dancing in place and jumping. I panic thinking I was surely about to die because I could not breathe and had never thought about this much weight being on me. I felt a rib break under the weight and started to pray that this would end. After what seemed like hours, they let them back in the pool. I spent the rest of the time being trampled at meal times and by the people that came up for snacks . When it all ended and everyone left, I crawled out and hurt so bad. My face looked horrible and my nose was broken in several places and my lips were like mush. I had a lot of explaining to do when I got home and made up the story that a gang had beaten me up on the way home. My wife believed it and I though how she had been the first to grind and break my nose. My wife says they will have another party at the end of the summer, but I am not sure I want to pick under the buffet tent again. This is a true story and all I have to close with is some advice. Be prepared for the worse pain in your life if you decide to do something like this as there is no turning back once you crawl under and they arrive. Its a done deal!!!
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