A few years ago I allowed myself to be distracted by a pretty girl about half my age. It turned out she had a thing for having her feet massaged etc. I tried to parlay that into getting her to stand on me. She was always very coy and managed to avoid this by saying she didn't want me to know how much she weighed. I suggested that she use additional weight so that I wouldn't know what her weight alone felt like. Nothing happened for months and then one day while I was at the site of my new house, she came over. She seemed excited and indicated to me she would perhaps like to step on me if we could disguise her weight. I asked her if she would set a couple of boxes of ceramic tiles on me and then stand on that? She seemed keen so I laid down and helped her with few boxes. They were long and awkward and heavy but she is very tall and quite a strong girl. I had 5 boxes on my chest and I was having a bit of trouble breathing now. I suggested that this might be sufficient. She smiled and said ok. I thought she was about to climb onto the stack but she grabbed 2 more boxes of tiles and slide them onto the 5 already pinning me. It was super heavy now. Then she hopped up onto the pile and sat with her bare feet just above my face. The weight was really crushing me and I wasn't able to breathe. She said I had to kiss her feet or she wouldn't get off. I kissed her feet, first one then the other. By now I was desperate to get her off me. I begged her but she just smiled and told me I had to lick her toes now. I was starting to get panicked now. I pushed up against the load to try and relieve some of the pressure. I'm a strong guy but it didn't feel like much relief. I could breathe a little now but I was still getting crushed and my arms were going to get tired eventually. She was enjoying my dilemma very much and she said she loved my tongue on her feet and between her toes. She slid each foot into my mouth. My arms were fatiguing and soon the entire weight was going to push all the air out of my lungs. I couldn't talk. She just laughed and bounced playfully. She asked how badly I wanted her to get off? I couldn't even answer. Would you do anything? I nodded. It seemed like she moved in slow motion. She sat straight up over me and licked her lips. She hopped off it, was a great relief but still very heavy and I remained pinned under 7 boxes. She now proceeded to squat down over my head and sat fully on my face.

I'm sorry it was such a long story. I hope it wasn't too monotonous.
Karlsburg

Great story karlsburg and no it's not monotonous at all we love to hear about these experiences. I've move your story to the trampling stories topic. I think it's brilliant, so did this experience give you any indication of what she weighs?

I like this story, it reminds me of something I used to do in the gym. One time I had another girl place 3 20kg barbell plates on my abs, we used the rubber ones because they aren't cold like steel and are much more comfortable on the stomach. She then carefully stood on top of them, she was about 70kg so I had 130kg crushing my abs. It felt fantastic. Did this girl stand on the tiles or sit on them?

Nice story karlburg I like added weight trampling too, it seems to have become more popular recently which is a really good thing but can it be considered cheating? I mean if a girl can crush your abs without the need to add extra weight does that make her superior? I think it might, for example a similar thing happened to me once; I was helping one of my workmates clear her shed out for a house move and we came across a 40 kg bag of cement mix. We lifted it together and started to move it but had to stop and rest it on top of an upturned bucket, she was worried it was going to crush the bucket, I saw a possible trample opportunity and said "nah, 40 kg is nothing I could take 100 kg on my abs" she laughed and said "really? well i'm 60 kg so you reckon you could take that bag AND me on your abs!?" I immediately lay on the floor and pulled the bag off the bucket onto my stomach and said "yep! here try it!" and she did! She stepped up and stood with both feet placed neatly next to each other directly on top of the bag staring down at me. Admittedly it was really hard and when she stepped up I did let out a moan then tried to keep my cool while she stood there with her hands on her hips. Just as she was standing there her much larger sister that had also come to help walked out and saw us, she had a very puzzled look on her face and my friend said "he reckoned he could take 100 kg on his abs" her sister laughed and said "ohh, I see! You should have asked me and you wouldn't have needed the bag!" suggesting that she alone weighs 100kg. This comment drove me wild! She didn't stand on me because she was just walking past and this was a brief comment but it got me thinking what it would feel like if this 100kg woman did stand on me, thinking about my friends heaver sister standing on me was actually even more arousing than being stood on by the 60 kg girl. It was something about the way she said it, it made her seem superior to her lighter sister because she alone possessed so much weight.

Thanks for the story just adding this interesting thought

I knew how much she weighed before but she wasn't aware that I did. She weighed 190 lbs.

She sat on top of the tiles. She had to jump to get on the top.