Erotic Fetish stories
A large collection of fetisch short stories covering everything from pantyhoses to feet and more.
He had been practicing for about 5 years, but had already amassed incredible skill and a regular group of clients: successful attorneys and entrepreneurs who viewed the hand care of their footwear as a barometer of affluence, to afford to have a "like new" pair of shoes or boots every day for work. As Charlie took a brush to his shoes, he could feel Foster's eyes burning into him. Occasionally, Foster would stop and hold Charlie in place, deep in his mouth, pressing further, trying to enter his throat. Charlie relinquished control and released Foster's cock, placing both hands on the bed, ready for what would come next.
Gently at first then flicking it over till I find your clit teasing it I pull you closer and begin to lick suck and nibble on it your hands gripping the arm rest squeezing as you try shut your legs your hips involuntary start rocking yes baby I think to myself that's it babes enjoy it ride the moment this feeds my desire Now my love now I'm going to cum with one last thrust your head shoots back your whole body shakes as you begin to orgasum my hands digging into your ass as I squeeze it aah aah aah ye yes yes oh baby yes as I explode filling you up our juices mix as they drip down escaping from within we collapse onto your office floor trying to regain our breath.
"Lock me in, use the riding crop on me I was bad sucking your cock with your permission," Joan said need dripping from her voice. "I will make us some breakfast," Joan said as she crawled out of bed slipped on a pair of 6" heels and walked into the kitchen naked, not acknowledging my reservations. "Master could please I take care of your hard cock it's been so long since I had a regular supply of cum," Joan said breathlessly. She felt my cock start to pulse she swallowed my whole length in and down her throat and held it there till I finished, Joan licked my cock clean and tucked it away and done up my pants.
Please, I'll only be a minute." As you spoke you let your legs open and close, flashing your white panties for just a second each time. Without glancing behind you to see what I was doing, you slowly moved your hand up your skirt, gently stroking your clit through your panties. With one hand you pulled the lips of your pussy apart as with the other one you began to gently stroke up and down, gathering up wetness and rubbing it into your clit. As you peed you began to slowly ride me again, letting my cock move in and out of you even as my hand began to toy with your clit, hot pee trickling over my fingers.
She noticed at a moment, that I was looking at those perfect feet and she asked me, why I was looking...I told her that her socks were kinda dirty (it was dark so she couldn't tell). I took her feet and enjoyed smelling her gorgeous feet and said No. I looked at her and started licking her toes, first her big toe and then the second etc. Actually it was the first time somebody touched and licked her pretty feet. She really knew what to do, grabbed my penis with her long toes and started stroking it, till i came allover her feet. To know what it feels like she licked rather quickly her big toe, she liked it actually.
She'd been away for a week and he missed her like crazy, not just her soft pale skin and juicy kisses but her sweet tasting blood, he was picking her up from the airport and was using all of his concentration to keep his fangs from extending in the car, his eyes on the other hand, were a different matter, they'd burned yellow since he left work and he didn't have enough willpower to control it.
Plus, of course, Mistress Kacie had been at the Domme Club meeting their home where Tom's small penis was on full display and she'd also seen Tom masturbate while Mistress Monica was being fucked by a large cock. Sucking even more furiously, Tom was on the verge of losing his load when Mistress Monica grabbed him by the hair and pulled his face away from her crotch, "If you dare to squirt, there will be no fucking," she whispered, then pushed his face back into her and ground herself into him until she spasmed and purred with pleasure. "Meet Dolly," Mistress Monica said, waving towards Tom's date, "Let him sniff her pussy, Kacie."
The girl said nothing, letting her pretty black feet drag along the floor of the corridor. When the end of the tunnel looked like a yellow one-inch square, we moved into a large spot of light, and she dismounted. Her response to my weakness was to press her hands on my ass again and straighten her athletic legs so that the cock was withdrawn and pointed down at me. Girls in the darkness opened their mouths like silently hissing cats, sensing that victory was imminent. Ropes of sweet girl cum flew like confetti in the black pit, soaking my head, neck, thighs, belly, and genitals.
• I like the first time a married woman sees my dick and tells me that I'm bigger than her husband. • I love hearing a married woman beg me to fuck her, because I know she doesn't get it at home. • I like having a married woman tell me I was the best fuck she ever had, especially if it's right in front of her husband. • I get off big time fucking a married woman's ass in front of her husband. • I love to go out with a wife and her husband to a bar or club, and have the whole place know it's me that she's going home with.
Eventually, Janice came right out and told me she was having an affair with Roy. Of course, it was no surprise to me, but hearing my wife actually say the words really broke my heart. Even at work, he'd make snide little remarks, like, "man, Harold you just don't know what you're missing." Roy knew that Janice had stopped letting me make love to her, and he never let me hear the end of it. I would beg my wife and her lover to at least let me watch them make love once in awhile, but Janice always had the same answer: "I don't want to be fucking Roy, and have to look up and see your disgusting fat ass!"
John's heart leapt in his chest as he approached the mat, noticing that Jenny had left her shoes out with her sweaty socks still inside when she went to lay down. Four streams of cum spurted from John's head and began soaking into the sole of the sweaty, stinky gym shoe. John turned slightly pale as he realized Jenny had left her socks inside her shoes earlier, and breathed a sigh of relief as she picked them up and began pulling them over her long toes. John's swollen penis gently pressed against Jenny's leg during the embrace leaving him with a smile on his face as he walked to his room fantasizing about Jenny's reaction to all the "sweat" she'd find when she took off her gym shoe.
That night in bed as I licked her to orgasm she told me how she envisioned her and Gloria making out with each other while Barry watched and I got him hard and ready for the two of them. She told of how after Barry had fucked them both silly and cum inside their pussies that I would be required to lick all three of them clean and wait on them hand and foot. I confessed how I wanted to lick Pattie's ass while Barry fucked her, how I wanted to suck his cock, how I craved humiliation from the three of them and went into detail. Gloria sucked on Pattie's nipples and played with her tits as Barry fucked her hard while all the while I knelt licking her ass and his balls.
As Consuelo sat down on the toilet that morning, she put one hand under her massive belly for support and the other down between her legs. Why would Marko get involved with such a plain-looking, simple-minded girl like Lupe? Later that day, as Consuelo was cleaning one of the upstairs bathrooms, she heard Spanish voices coming from behind a closed door. So it wasn't long before Consuelo's smelly cunt was hosting yet another rock hard cock, as the good doctor fucked her from behind harder than anyone else had. The doctor began to moan and Consuelo got excited, but as he shot his load deep into her, her water broke, flooding out over his cock and drenching the table.
She fucked me for what felt like 20 minutes, I was lasting longer than ever, before finally erupting inside her. "Now fuck me, I want you inside of me." I stood up and dropped my pants, my dick was hard and ready. I took my time eating it, and all the while I kept thinking, "if this is just the appetizer, what's the main course going to be like." A few bites later and it was gone. "Would it be accurate to say, that while you loved the meal - everything about it was perfect and you would want to eat it again, that it just wasn't enough to satisfy your appetite?" Angie asked with a look of desperation, her breasts heaving as she struggled to breathe.
A rosey red ass from spanking with the hand, hairbrush, spatula, ruler, whip, flogger, or switch. 8. Tied up, gagged, spanked, fucked and cummed on. 6. Tied up and f***ed to watch while he fucks another sexy red head or brunette. 5. Eating another womans pussy for a group to please my master. 4. Wearing my Masters cum for others to see. 2. Sucking my Masters cock with another cum slut. I figure that most people make a wish list of things they want to achieve in the new year. So why not write a list of desires i hope to fulfill for my Master. Maybe in less than a New year, but hopefuly when in one session.
Then imagine this same kaleidoscope of femininity also able and willing to transform into a satyr of nearly unending masculine prowess of tongue, lips, hands and cock, one who is nimble and spirited and proud, who can seize and conquer and bring forth from his lover the pinnacle of her pleasure. When she returned she was wearing a tight fitting plum-colored body suit with a satiny, slippery texture of feel, long sleeves and high French style leg openings that were cut to the level of her hip bones in front and revealed the entire length of the side of her buttocks and a goodly portion of her mounds from the rear. I bent forward in the chair and John's huge boner rose to great my mouth and I took it between my lips and sucked it as I fucked Joni with the cold glass cock.
Wrapping the raven locks in his fist, his lips burn the crook of your neck, nibbles become agonizing bites and you hold back a moan, don't let him hear you , not yet just a little more. Paperwork scattered and a half filled cup of cold coffee sits as you stare at it, you are waiting, feeling like a piece of meat. The stubble chin grazed your soft delicate skin, it drives you wild the hairs stand up on the back of your neck, you want to feel more but not yet, not yet, you say in that filthy head. Hips held tightly grinding on to that hard desk; he holds your wrists so tight that your tiny hands turn blue.
He was also kinda cute, and I loved looking at him in his boxers as he climbed out of bed each morning. I never saw Brandon without his boxers, but I sometimes jerked myself to sl**p, imagining his cock carelessly slipping through the unbuttoned fly as he pulled aside his sheets. I wanted to grab my cock and pump it, moaning loud enough to wake my roommate. I wanted him to get out of bed, stand over me, pull down his boxers, and jerk along with me. I wanted him to pull his boxers up over his now-softening cock and climb back into bed. He threw his backpack on his desk and hopped onto his bed, unaware that I had humped a pair of his boxers in the very spot where he now sat.
She kissed me hard, bit my lower lip and grabbed my cock and thrust her hips up until my balls slapped her ass. "No, what I want." She kissed me softly, put her hand on my cock and her mouth near my ear. And when Marlene couldn't take it anymore, she grabbed me by the hair, hitched a leg over my shoulder and pulled my mouth to her pussy. "Okay, I'll go." I got up from the bed and put my sweater on, my semi-erect cock hanging out of the pantyhose, the tail flopping and tickling the backs of my thighs. I want to feel your cum spurt inside me and then I'm going to put my fingers in my pussy and lick it off."
Sammy was running her hands lightly over her own panties and bra, staring at Steph's tits as she seductively came closer. Her breath was short as she bit her lower lip, guiding Steph's hands over her tits, down over her panties, rubbing and stroking in ways only a woman would know. It's what we both want." Relaxing, Sammy started to feel the sharp pinch of her full bladder recede as her crotch instantly felt hot, followed immediately by the warm flowing wetness. Sammy's right hand went to her clitoris, rubbing it gently over her panties, the piss still hissing down her legs and across her fingers. Sammy slid her hand between her legs to feel the last of the piss flow out, pressing it against her pussy as she came.
"No, Mistress." He felt a sharp sting and she brought the crop down harder on his rump. He felt the hood being pulled off of his head, and was relieved to feel cool air on his sweat soaked skin. Slowly she began to move up and down, feeling his hardness slide in and out of her, he felt so hard and so deep inside her. He thrust into her as hard as he could, he knew he couldn't last much longer, her moans got louder and her hands clutched at the sheets, and with a final "Oh God." She came hard, as he spilled his seed inside her.
"Alright." she agreed then leaned back against her seat, one foot brushed against his leg but he didn't flinch, "The form of asphyxia which I must admit I find rather interesting is plastic bag suffocation which is more known as bagging." she continued with her serious discussion though her eyes literally sent 'fuck me' messages, "Now, this is not a painful manner of asphyxia like strangulation, it's more euphoric for it plays with the brain and controls the breathing and the slow decrease of the oxygen supply." She immediately explained, "It's the ideal of slowly being subdued by suffocation." she drove further into detail, "The bag over your head as it's sealed around your neck while you are bound helpless to remove it." the visuals danced in her thoughts, the wetness already prominent between her thighs, "You are further helpless as you start to breathe heavy, the plastic billowing inward and outward.
We set out the next morning helping prepare Bonnie and Charlotte for Cupcake Battle as best we could. "Oh, fuck," Bonnie said. "Key Lime Pie Cupcake," Bonnie said, nonplussed. Then we'd all open up a bottle of wine and work through the possibilities, hours every night for a month on end brainstorming Bonnie and Charlotte's possible responses. We'd all just fucked and, sexually satisfied, could concentrate on making Bonnie and Charlotte Cupcake Battle Champions. "Okay, I'm off," Bonnie said, kissing me goodbye. Olivia's beautiful big tits sat atop a fine, soft belly featuring a pierced belly button. I had one hand on her huge ass, the other fingering her pussy as my mouth sucked her tits hard.
I looked him in the eye as I panted feeling the cold, sticky mess roll down my pussy. I twisted round as far as my bound hands would allow me to, and then I felt him pull my skirt, tights, and panties away from my backside. He forced my tights, and panties hard into my crotch, and I actually heard the squelch that the cold gateaux made. He kept working his digit in and out, it forced my veil to my face and away again, time after time, until I had sucked his finger until it was clean. "You'd rather fuck me than her wouldn't you Mike!" I hissed looking straight at her.