Erotic Fetish stories
A large collection of fetisch short stories covering everything from pantyhoses to feet and more.
There was quite a hum in the truck and the t-shirt Guthrie was wearing looked like it needed a good wash. Shortly, we arrived at the truck stop and decided to stretch our legs with a walk to the convenience store/diner for a cold drink. Facing me, with his head propped up on his arm he asked, “Are we going to do this the easy or hard way?” Observing my puzzled expression Guthrie continued, “Dinner was great, but I only consider that a deposit... When Guthrie finally lifted onto his arms, his exaggerated thrusting took me over the edge, and with my body shuddering I began to unload on his sheet.
Anne giggled to herself as she recalled earlier that morning when she spotted Luke struggling to conceal an unexpected and embarrassing erection in his boxer shorts - Margaret had unceremoniously bounced into the kitchen for breakfast wearing nothing but white cotton panties and a pale pink tanktop, her nipples clearly visible through the thin fabric. She had walked up beside Luke and leaned across the table directly in front of him to grab a piece of toast, and Anne laughed when she recalled poor Luke's eyes widening and his mouth opening as his sisters barely clothed and glorious buttocks appeared unexpectedly directly in front of his nose.
Taking deep slow breaths before he responded, Aidan’s voice came out slightly strained, “Well, that sounds like a lovely idea and I can’t wait to find time to give you such aural pleasure. Closing her eyes briefly enough to regain composure, but still looking like a blink, a small smile could be seen on Alice’s face before she replied softly, “Thank you.” And walking out the door, down the hall and actually seeing the hallway for the first time, she tried hard to focus on the décor instead of the man’s strong presence behind her.
I started by removing her shoes and the smell off her feet made me hard straight away, it took all my strength to hold back and not take a sniff. “I don’t know how you are massaging my feet, they are so sweaty and smelly,” she said. Try not to cum,” she replied whilst giggling and then started to rub my cock faster and faster. I was just about to cum and the bell rang, she stopped and said with a smile on her face, “Nope, I told you your feet don’t smell there beautiful,” I replied and just realised what I had said. She unbuckled my pants, started to rub one of her feet on my cock, and said,
“Oh, oh,” he said, “I think I’m in for it now.” He stroked his chin as his eyes followed Loren, then muttered to Jerry, “Actually, I do like the shoes. Let’s see how I look.” Loren bent over, removed her flip-flops and started across the room in her stocking feet. Charlie said, “I don’t think you need to encourage Loren, Lily. Someone put music on and as Charlie looked up he noticed several of the women had apparently followed the lead of Lily and Loren and had removed their shoes. During the coffee and pastry service, Jerry bent down for another surreptitious peek beneath the table and this time spied Lily with her hand under Loren's skirt somewhere above Loren’s upper thigh.
You straddle my face backwards and order me to lick your ass, I’m so fucking horny I am hungry for it, and my tongue hard like a bullet, laps at your ass hole and makes me feel, like the dirty little bitch you want me to be. I reach my hands around because I need to feel your cock I need to touch it and feel it’s hardness. You pull yourself out of my mouth, and you wank hot cum over my face, my mouth is open and with my tongue I try to catch some, you grab my hair and rub my face all over your cock and your balls, until your pleasure subsides and I look like the whore you always wanted.
Melinda goes and meets this tall, good-looking black man named Ajax. Melinda sucks on Ajax's big black dick. Melinda screams as he begins to fuck her in the ass. Melinda screams as Ajax buries his cock deep into her asshole. Her black lover continues to fuck her up the ass until she finally surrenders and takes it deep without complaint. Melinda smiles nastily and tells him that she's going to sodomize him with her big strap on. She loves to fuck black men in the ass with her large strap on dildo. Ajax is the hundredth black man whose ass she fucked with her big strap on. A tall, macho black man to fuck her pussy and ass until she's sore.
As we finished cumming together, I climbed off to give my pussy a turn fucking that giant cock. The cabbie entered me from behind as Kaitlyn layed on the bed offering me access to her pussy. We continued our fuck fest until I saw Kaitlyn's face disappear under a new pussy. I couldn't respond as I shot into another orgasm as my pussy began filling with cum. Phoenix climbed from Kaitlyn's mouth revealing her pussy juice covered smile. "Well do I get a ride, Cabbie?" Phoenix said grabbing his quickly recovering cock. I led Kaitlyn to the bed bringing her face to my cum filled pussy. "She's fucking with me right?" Kaitlyn said looking right at me.
She gave me all the embarrassing details on the way home, teased me about never having a real man finger fuck her ass before. And would use Jones to make my dick hard sometimes right in front of her by having him suck it before we sent him out of the room, before I used his wife's ass. I could see what your wife needed as soon as she walked into my house, that blouse tied up under her boobs, tits pushed out in that bra, her submissive husband in tow. I think we've found the man to make all your kinky dreams come true, dear husband, good little husband of mine."
'Of course I am,' Jared said, and handed the cigarette back to Dana. 'Thanks,' Dana said, and then gave Jared a smile. Jared looked a little more smug when he helped Dana off the tram. 'Got them,' she said, and Jared bent his knees a little, so that Dana could unlock the door. They were already kissing again, and Dana tried to cover as much of Jared's body with her hands as possible, stroking his stomach and chest, his legs and ass. He leant over her again, and they kissed as Jared pulled down Dana's assorted leg-wear. This time he knelt down by Dana's legs, and began to gently caress one, to massage it, and to kiss it.
The Brigadier pulled down his shorts and had his tight long cock in his hand; which he stroked as he watched Sumi performing her daily routine exercises. I felt like a dumb head peeping on the Brigadier; apologising and making very stupid incoherent noises as I retreated awkwardly trying to explain to the Brigadier that I had come to deliver the food box that Sumi had asked me to deliver. I was so acutely embarrassed catching the Brigadier in his peeping activities that in the evening, I decided to go to the Brigadier’s house on my way back from my office before going home and profusely apologize to him for my stupidity, so that this incident did not sour our relationship.
Truly a force of nature, you fucked me so hard that I cannot walk, my pussy is still open and I am still cumming." she spoke looking down at the queen. "So giant, you liked what you heard." Tina said after a short silence getting off her bed, I still tried keeping quiet and pretending to sleep. At least now you cannot pretend you don't want me." Tina said and before I could even react, she closed her lips around my nipple, one hand on one massive breast and the other going to the inside of my thigh. Having Tina squirm along my body after all the fucking before was too much for me and I felt the surge of pleasure shake my entire body as waves of cum travelled down my cock and onto the sheets.
"Oh fuck it!" Said Braddock at last, "I might as well show this girly boy what a real man's dick looks like. "Tell me what you were going to do with your access to the compound Agent Pierce, and I will lick and suck your balls." I turned my head, tugging the nutsack selfishly with me, to catch Braddock whimpering at his emasculation, his own cock reduced to nothing, his balls drawn high and tight as though attempting to escape the superior alpha male across from him. I unzipped my jumpsuit the rest of the way, letting Braddock get an eyeful of my lush curvaceous hips and heart-shaped ass.
Rachel stalked casually through the archway, into the sitting area where three long sofas sat in a U shape, facing out through the tall windows onto the orange and white starry city far below. "You said that you wanted to try a little humiliation, but I need to know what I'm working with." She said, running a finger along the length of the ruler. I don't know how long I lay there, unable to move with the ferocity of my climax but I barely noticed her return until I felt her massaging my cock. She laughed and ran a finger through my sperm, bringing it to her mouth and sucking slowly, eyes closing as though deeply enjoying the taste.
Deirdre took the little soft whip and quietly positioned in down beneath Laura's split and without warning, snapped it with some authority right into the open cleft that Laura had made as she held her own labia apart. "You know, Laura, that naughty girls are not permitted breaks for that purpose once the discipline has begun, so you will have to hold it, I'm afraid," Deirdre said in her firmest tone, anxiously hoping that her niece would lose control and that the colleagues would witness her releasing her pee stream down on the floor. "I think that is enough," Deirdre said calmingly, as she first wiped Laura as one would a small child who has lost urinary control out of fear, and then bade Laura to stand, retrieve her knickers and let her skirt down.
Leaning down towards her face, Alice slowly ran her tongue along Missa’s mouth, which parted with another moan as her hand found Missa’s clit and began to tease it gently. Smiling and giggling a bit, Alice captured Missa’s clit in between her teeth and began to tease it with her tongue as she gently rubbed her fingers and hand in Missa’s pussy juices seeping out of her. Alice gave up trying to keep her mouth on Missa’s clit, and used her other hand to brace her arm so she could continue to keep her fingers rubbing against Missa’s g-spot while Missa writhed on the bed; orgasming, screaming, and trembling.
I quickly sent him one final text message stating that I wanted him to enjoy my wife’s panties for the reminder of the night; he may smell them, lick them, and stroke his cock with them as often as he liked, but he was not allowed to cum in them or keep them. At one point I left the area to wash the dishes while they spoke; then I sent him a text message containing her naked picture saying I bet your panty wrapped cock wants to fuck her now… maybe I should just stay upstairs… and ended it with “LOL”.
- Good morning Madame, I quietly said and placed the dish on her bed, assuming my kneeling position. She sat on the sofa, at Madame's favorite seat, crossing her legs, left foot over the right. Not wasting any time, I rushed in front of her, knelt and kissed the tip of her right leather boot. I carefully bowed down and pulling my lips inwards I kissed the tip of her right boot once. She said extending her left foot, touching my face with the sole of her boot. She took a pair of red high-heel pumps out of her suitcase and handed them over to me, extending her right foot, her toes now touching my nose.
So attached, Maureen slowly pulled the tight control panties up and Lynn let out a little scream when she felt the prongs penetrating her inside channels. Lynn reddened in the face but sat on the toilet, pulled down the panties and took a breath without the prongs in her, and let her pee fly. It was about 8:00 A.M. on Saturday morning and Donna got out of bed and put her robe on, coming to the door with an annoyed look on her face, even though she really was thrilled with getting to watch Lynn on the toilet. Lynn did not wait for further instruction and lowered her tight control panties, allowing the prongs to slip out of her over-stimulated orifices, and with only her pajama tops on, got into Donna's bed and took her dominant niece in her arms.
I can't be sacked, but if I don't make these guys happy again, they won't want to work with me and I will have a lot less chance of making good money in the future." Trudy opened her mouth and before her brain could even begin to come to terms with her situation a jet of hot piss hit her tonsils. He passed the crop to George who took it in his left hand while taking his prick in his right hand he put it to Trudy's lips again. After a few minutes of good, hard fucking he took it out and pushed it straight back into Trudy's mouth.
Sending a order to her brain, she felt the feeling rush to her bladder and soon enough, her pussy lips spread and her pee-hole began to squirt out hot, honey-colored urine that soon drenched the plant in her pee. She let out a soft, blissful sigh as her pee continued to water and rain down on the plant and felt the relief flush her body hot and her nipples to pucker and tighten more under the shirt. The patter of the piss hitting the metal was turning her on as she continued to let her pee rain freely and she reached a hand under her shirt to roll a pebbled nipple.
She gave her a copy of his e-mail, his complexion was turning a nice fire engine red again, feeling embarrassed that another woman, gorgeous mind you, would know about his desires, after the first page Bridget move side way on his face, she smell dirtier than Diane Friday night. Diane was right; she liked the feeling of his lips on her asshole and the cleaning with his tongue felt great. She got up, he was looking at another super ass topping long shapely legs and he had an erection, even if he was feeling bloated and queasy again, Diane said; He was looking up the long, beautiful legs of Bridget as she was straddling his head, sitting down on his chest before moving her cunt to his mouth to pee.
You’re nothing, little princess.” She nestled with the plug to attach the hose, and the feeling of it wiggling inside me felt much more arousing that I wanted to admit. I could, probably, if I really tried, fold myself forward enough so I could reach my pussy and wiggle the dildo inside me, but I didn’t dare. “Yes, yes, I know,” Mrs. Greenberg told me with a slight sneer, “you’ll get yours soon enough.” She dropped the special panties in the box and headed off once more with a short, snappy, “Stay!” towards me. “Oh my god,” I gasped, but when she didn’t move the slightest bit, a strange feeling, almost like lucid dreaming, gripped me, and I felt my thighs part and lowered my pussy onto the wood.
Yasmin Hussein, my favorite tall and curvaceous, sinfully sexy brown-skinned Somali cutie sat on a high-backed chair in the living room of our Vanier apartment, smiling wickedly. Stroking her bright red strap-on dildo, Yasmin Hussein looked at me menacingly. Yasmin Hussein and I continued with our fun, and after making me polish her dildo with my lips and tongue, my bossy Somali goddess told me to get on all fours. Man, before I met Yasmin Hussein, I used to believe that all of them Hijab-wearing Muslim chicks I saw walking all over the City of Ottawa were dull, boring and submissive. Like the dominant Muslim chick that she is, Yasmin Hussein drilled my ass with her strap-on dildo.