Erotic Fetish stories
A large collection of fetisch short stories covering everything from pantyhoses to feet and more.
After Fritz had moved his entire body onto Hans, he lifted his head and asked, âWould you like to suck me off?â Fritz let Hans have his way as his cock lay over Hansâ face and after a few minutes, Fritzâs knob again became fully erect. Looking down at Hansâ upside down head Fritz asked, âDid you enjoy my underpants last night?â After tapping his dick on Hansâ face a few times Fritz re-entered his mouth once more and to the delight of both guys, they discovered that Fritzâs bladder had earlier not been fully emptied. Compliantly, Fritz continued skull-fucking Hans as he also lowered his torso and took Hansâ dick into his mouth.
Anyway, I carry his photo around with me in my purse and tell my clients, the ones who are acting funny and nervous, that my pimp is waiting downstairs for me and if they don't want any trouble, not to delay my departure by even a minute or my pimp will rip their face off. Consequently, every time Marvin comes to see me, which is once a month, always on the first day of the month, he brings me a selection of new panties in a rainbow of colors and a range of styles to wear, to model, and to keep. I don't mind giving Marvin a show and doing whatever he wants me to do, so long as he pays me. I really don't want to know or to understand why he enjoys doing the things he likes to do.
As he f***ed his way into me, his body pushing against mine, my head facing the wall and his hand holding it so I didnt turn back… I tried to catch my breath as i felt his cock tear through me, forcing me to take it, and his foreskin allowing him to get deeply inside. Less than 5 minutes after starting to fuck me, I could feel him pulsate inside me as his grunting turned to name calling and groans as he pushed as deep as he could and fired as hard as he could inside me. Im sure I felt my hold tightened round his cock as I heard him cumming deep and hard.
I quickly brushed my hair and my teeth, checking myself out the entire time, grabbed the paper bag that my new employer gave me, and went to put on my shoes. Smiling, he turned to me and said "The job offer I made to you on Friday is changing. "Option 2: You stay here, get fucked by your Daddy, enjoy yourself, and slowly the pills will wear off, turning you back into your original self - a bland, boring boy." You were originally a male, but now you're a female, however there are still slight characteristics in your gene pool linking you back to your original state, that the ability to read mens thoughts should be able to be combined with the amazing results we had on our best male test case of 72%.
If Walter having a two hour sexual session with Tiffany is any indication of what she's like all the time when naked and in bed, then she may be too much women for him too. Nonetheless, by the look on her face in not wanting to hurt Walter's feelings with him a guest in her house and more than that, an invited sexual guest in her bedroom too, she seemingly felt compelled to explain her reasons for having a no smoking rule in her home. With you a cross dressing collector of panties and women's shoes and with me an exhibitionist who cleans her kitchen naked while knowing her neighbor is watching her, we make for quite the modern age couple," she said with a dirty laugh.
As I talked I kept moving around on the chair so that my skirt would slowly work its way up my legs exposing my bare thighs and hips above my stocking tops but I realized that my pussy was soaking my little thong panty and was surely leaving a big wet spot on the chair. After a little while Mr Weatherby stopped me saying we both know what needs to be done here Jennifer, you have needed a caning for a long time and obviously you are asking for it by the way you came dressed today, I also am not naïve to the sexual implications here considering that you are an adult and in an advanced state of arousal.
So when Chuck was at work, and the kids were at school, I usually had clips on my nipples, a plug in my ass, and one or more devices working my pussy and clit. Imagine telling a would be partner who went to the same church, that I want the two of us to be tied together and be receptacles for everyone's fluids, juices, slaps, fucks, twists, pulls, fists, cocks, and cunts. I told him I needed to see the data first, but he said it wouldn't take long to review his biographical material, and that we could probably start tonight. He seemed to be a good-natured man and I was a bit intrigued by his mysterious 'different perspective.' I ended our conversation by telling him the forms were on their way to him.
The house just felt empty like things were missing. Kinda felt like a wedgie but there was a certain shiver up my spine when the lace hit my skin. The kind I always thought were tasty but felt too weird ordering. My fingers cradled his balls as I let his cock enter my mouth. I could feel his big hard moist cock press against my pussy lips and my thighs and my stomach as we made out. Like there had always been this open hole in my body (kind of what it is) but also my psyche and he was filling them all at the same time. I sat up on the edge of the bed and stuck his warm, moist, sticky cock in my mouth tasting myself.
Tom went back to his dorm room and as he sat in his room he could hear Tyron next door with his music to loud again. "Yeah maybe later Tyron, I have to do something first." I sniggered to myself at the cute way Julie had avoided the big oaf's advances, trying to get her into his bed. "Yeah slut, you like Tyron's big cock don't you?"..."Go on slut don't be scared tell me how much you love my big cock filling your pussy!" I was about to laugh at the thought of some poor innocent girl getting pounded by that oaf when my world collapsed around me in crushing mode.
The panties were then pulled down to her ankles before she knew it one of the men grabbed her ass cheeks with both hands and spread them open. Humiliating photos from each stage of undress were included in the slideshow set to the music of Ian Moore’s bluesy rock-ballad “How does it feel?” At the end of the slideshow a variety HD video clips played showing her getting come shots all over her face and in her mouth, slow motion clip of her letting the come drip out of her mouth and down her body, her getting her asshole licked and breasts sucked by two men, and the final come shot on her ass.
"Ohh..." she gasped, "oohh...no...I cannot take it, this is too much, I – please, I cannot do any more..." After some vigorous blinking, she managed to open her eyes, and they stared out of the mask of yellow slime that covered her face as she looked around and up at me, then she cried out "NOO!" again as I upturned the second bucket, and this time, it was a deluge of pink batter that descended over her face and head and ran over her body. She stared at it in horror, raised her hands and cried "Nooo, please...!" but I tilted the bucket further, and a thin stream of chocolate sauce poured out, hitting her between the eyes, then grew thicker as Lucy closed her eyes and whimpered, until it was a thick flow that I directed all over her face.
Lindsey readied the test tube and syringe as Trish had done for Jamie and all of her other patients earlier that day. "Come on, it didn't take that long," Lindsey said sheepishly, interlocking her fingers and laying her arms across her stomach as Trish pushed the chair back into a slightly reclined position. "Fair enough," Trish conceded as she reached down and removed the insemination rod from where it was clamped onto the supporting column of the exam chair, pulling an extra few feet of rubber hose up from the plate in the floor along with it. "I'll hold you to that," Trish said as she stepped in front of the exam chair, lubricated rod in hand.
In a calm but commanding voice the woman said, "Greg, go over there and pick up that bag for your dear wife and take it to the kitchen and put everything away." As she stood up "dismounting" my husband I could see that she was nearly six feet tall with long, beautiful legs, dressed in a business suit with a short skirt and high spiky heels. At first Greg had a scowl on his face, he's never liked being told what to do, but I think his sense of defiance got lost in the heady feeling of having two women watch him working his dick.
I would revel in your gasps and moans and the way your legs quiver and as my cock filled you from behind, I would lube your asshole and slide my thumb all the way in and massage with a rotating motion, feeling myself through the thin wall of flesh...As your ass slowly loosened with my caresses, I would pour more lube into it until finally, I would pull out of your sweet pussy and push my meat slowly into your rectum, a little at a time until your warm muscles relaxed enough to accept me all the way to the hilt...Then I would take a ś vibrator and push it vibrating all the way into your pussy...Oh, the exquisite sensation of your whole rear end buzzing and vibrating as I slowly slide in and out of your tight ass...When I couldn't hold back anymore, I would pull your head up and to the side, using your hair as leverage and pull my throbbing meat out so I could squat close to your flushed, sweaty face.."Open your mouth...Show me your tongue!" I would command and then I would stroke a big, creamy cum explosion all over your tongue and into your mouth as you look up at me, panting and shaking, the vibrator still buzzing away in your pussy.
I felt like I needed to get out of the house one Sunday so I went to the local mall. I immediately got hard watching her walk around her shop in the all-white ensemble she wore. Her big tits were barely staying in her bra as she grabbed the sweater and handed it to me. I asked her to help place the sweater in front of me to see how it looked inn the mirror. She looked into the mirror at me trying the sweater and asked how I liked it and smiled at me. She knelt down like a good proper lady, showing her sexy white bra and even sexier decolletage. Again she asked if I like the clothing.
I sat staring at my baby doll clothing lying on the bed beside me, but I knew I could not summons up the courage to dress myself and go downstairs to face Michael and my Mother in Law. As I sat there in a confused state, wallowing in self-pity, the hotel room door swung open, and the outline of my Mother in Law filled the doorway. Fortunately at that moment the rear door to the office swung open and the considerable bulk of Sheriff Stone entered, holding a seriously intoxicated teenage male by the collar. And four: you are dressed up provocatively like a young girl to attract the punters." Sheriff Stone cupped the palms of his hand together.
Are you a filthy slut?" He asks as he shoves himself even deeper inside of my mouth. "Say it, tell me what a dirty slut you are, tell me how much you love my dick in your mouth." He pulls my hair hard, forcing me to look up at him. "I am a dirty slut, I love having your hard cock in my mouth!" I cry out. I am a dirty slut and I want it so bad!" I scream a little as he starts to shove himself inside of me. Should I cum inside of such a filthy little slut?" He slaps my ass again as he stops choking me.
Suddenly you increase your tempo pounding my cock in you mouth my hands hold the back of your head forcing it down my shaft, the sound of sucking getting faster and more insistent your fingers teasing my ass hole until I feel 2 long nails gently penetrate and then you force your fingers the full length inside me and I erupt in your mouth. Long forceful shots of my hot cum fill your mouth I feel you swallowing every drop not wanting to waste any until my throbbing subsides and you tongue gently cleans my tip and I go ever so slightly soft in your mouth and you allow me to slide from you warm wetness.
She looked up at me and without saying anything, pulled my feet to her mouth and started sucking them. Like I said our sex life was pretty plain and there was certainly a good chance that my wife would stop me before I even got started. I could tell by the way her body was shifting that she was interested, but she looked like she was reading her book. Finally I felt the touch of her hand in my hair, pulling me tight to her body. I couldn't remember the dream only the cold wet sensations of the come flooding out of me, my wife's warm body pressed to my ass.
The left hand door opened and out walked a gorgeous blonde girl wearing a stunning black dress, that had quite a low cut front and a slit right up the leg that stopped just in time to preserve the wearer's modesty. She then slid her leg out from the slit in the dress and let me catch a glimpse of stocking top before stepping back down, turning once more and making her way out of the right hand door. As he took the panties in his hand he also noticed Rob stood in the doorway, he beckoned for him to come in before throwing my panties at him and telling him to sit in the chair and watch how a real man fucks his wife.
"This is our place of worship, and you are not welcome." He moved down to Janet's legs and cut the strings holding the bottom of her bikini on. Janet was laughing so hard now that she didn't even notice that the roots holding her arms and legs had loosened. The Fairy Queen proceeded painting Janet's body with the dust until her whole body was covered in a light coat of it. She screamed and shrieked and laughed, but even though the tickling was much worse than when the plants tortured her, she did not feel like she was going to pass out any time soon. Then the Queen used her free hand to part Janet's lips and attack the poor girls clit with the feather.
I slept in Saraâ€™s room while she slept with Natalia about 2 times per week. "No, but when Iâ€™m finished with you, youâ€™re going to wish I had left." Sara smiled while watching this and masturbated. Natalia stomped back into the room, and looked at me one last time, then slammed the door, and locked it. I looked up in time to see the door open and Natalia enter. She left the room, only to return moments later with Sara, who looked shocked at first, that I was wearing her lingerie, then mild for of pleasure. "Stay there," Natalia said, "youâ€™ll receive extra punishment for going through Saraâ€™s things." She turned to leave, then looked at her chest.
Saturday eventually came and the time to prepare was getting closer, Arwen had cleared both herself, Mistress Toni and Diana of anything that resembled work for the rest of the weekend. Once the Taxi stopped sometime later the three got out, Mistress led the way followed by Arwen and Diana who were still hooded and Gagged, and chained together like cattle. Mistress walked over to Diana and put her in similar bondage, Except she replaced the chain for another leash, with that she gently pulled her two slaves along behind her until they reached what looked like a padded bar to tie up horses, As they stopped Mistress picked up a pair of corsets.
"I'm sure this will keep her busy while we watch the game." I handed the long green cucumber to Jim as we moved into the entertainment room, Tara couldn't see what we'd exchanged. "I want to watch the end of the game, and in that time I want you to fuck this cucumber like it was my dick, because you're just a fucking useless whore, and you need something in that pussy of yours." I could see Tara's neck straining against the pressure on the rope, she was almost to the point of tears. "You're just a fucking slut, a two bit whore." Tara's eyes shot open and Jim rammed the cucumber deeper in her pussy, leaving only a small little rim of green still visible.