Erotic Fetish stories
A large collection of fetisch short stories covering everything from pantyhoses to feet and more.
"Chloe, you are such a romantic," said Prana, and she held up the emery board as if she were admiring some beautiful ornament, before sliding it down her sock. "Do you want to have sex today Chloe?" asked Prana, turning her irresistible eyes on mine. He looked at me, his jaw dropped like a fish: 'Prana' he said: 'what are you doing here?' I'd told him I worked as a Chambermaid in a hotel, never that I worked in a massage parlour. One day he came home from work, gave me fifty pounds and said he wanted to fuck me.
My boyfriend and I were in a big department store. I saw this really nice dress and decided I would try it on. As I put the dress on, I called out to my boyfriend to ask him if the dress looked nice on me. My boyfriend asked me to turn around so he could check my ass out in the black and white dress, and as I did he bent me over so I was facing the curtain-like door and holding it at each side to stop people from seeing in. When we were done, I went and bought the dress and every time I wear it we fuck like there’s no tomorrow. Hope you like my story!
Charlie even tried tasting his own sperm after he would cum, which turned him on so much he would have to jerk off again while looking at pictures of men sucking other men's cocks. "Lately my husband is whining that he doesn't get any dick." Amanda said as she started squeezing Charlie's penis and pulling it to point downwards at the floor. Then Charlie felt Amanda's hand leave his cock, which was leaking pre-cum and twitching with desire. He felt Amanda's rubber-clad hand go back to milking him just as Douglas took his cock and pointed it towards Charlie's mouth. "Look at you two dirty faggots." Amanda said, increasing the pace of her milking strokes on Charlie's throbbing penis.
Za'ana scolded her, saying the swim was just supposed to be the two of us coated in feces, but soon I sensed someone running past us, and a beautiful, naked, tattooed Oksana was sprinting toward the crashing waves, tits and ass bouncing with a mesmerizing chaos. Not laughing was Constance, still recovering from the shock of the sudden fecal abuse, I think, and was standing in front of Oksana, who was checking the back of the blonde's hair for left over puke as the waves alternately masked and unmasked their upper bodies. It was awesome having my girlfriend's thighs surrounding my head and my focus kept shifting from Oksana'a rock-hard, pierced nipples to Constance's pink protruding pair and their concentric surrounding bumps.
When she was finished, I opened my eyes and saw my brown hair scattered all around me on the floor. She looked at me for a few seconds, told me to close my eyes, and then trimmed my eyebrows. The Sheik told me that he was going to feed me to his pet lions after the childbirth, but he was assassinated and when the baby was born, his heirs decided to liquidate his Harem and put me on for sale." "Mistress, my previous owner had forbidden me to pleasure myself and had told me that I am not allowed an orgasm for the rest of my life.
I remember how you wanted it - Me, asleep on the bed, legs open wide, far too ready to feel you. I can feel my cunt pulsing already, and I wonder if I'm about to cum. I want to wait until your cock is jammed into my cunt. Despite the pain, this is the first thing I've had in me for a long time...and that feels good. I miss the thrusting, but I do as he asks; I want to know what happens next. I tell him I wanted him to cum in my cunt - that he promised. I do know that the restraints are tightly closed against my arms and legs now, and that I wouldn't be able to get up in any case.
I could hear them talking softly and her exclaiming she didn't know about it and him telling her he was sure god understood she still had needs and perhaps had brought him into our lives for this purpose. She did as he asked and I started cumming in my pants as soon as I saw his large black cock penetrating my wife's white pussy. He asks her if his black penis is giving her pleasure and she moans "oh yes" and he says he is sure that is what god intended as he starts fucking her harder and faster and I can't believe my wife is taking all of his huge black cock.
She looked up at me flushed red, but she bent over and started licking my cock head and slowly took it into her mouth sucking on it. Patty said that she didn't want to be late for work and I told her then you better start fucking. Patty was in a hurry and she muttered something and started sucking on my cum covered cock, bathed in sperm and pussy juices. I had Patty give me blow jobs and fuck me before work about once a week and I tasted her pussy on and in her mouth as well as her fingers nearly daily, even when she was freshly fucked by her husband.
Little did I realise on that day in November 1964 that my mind and senses would be opened to the two major influences on the rest of my life: sexual excitement and corset fetishism. Then I got my second surprise: the rest of her body above her thighs was contained in a form of corsetry that I'd seen only in magazines for middle aged women, and occasionally among the older women in my family at weddings and suchlike functions, when they had to present a very respectable appearance. She said, "Please help me undress now", so I did and eventually got to hold her skin next mine, and to feel the creases and wrinkles left by the corset and bra.
Now this could get confusing because you might have spotted that my profile name is Daviea and if you have read this post http://xhamster.com/user/daviea9/posts/228688.html you will know that I use that name in memory of my school friend David Adams, who sadly died a few years later in a car crash in Canada. You’d have thought I’d switched him to turbo-drive as he desperately increased the rate he was rubbing me and suddenly he arched backwards pulling away from my lips, his face neck and chest went pink like a blush, and came hard with a cry that could have been pain or pleasure and made be cum again.
"Tell this nice young man that I am not crazy." Sandy looks at me and smiles, shaking her head. Would you like to help me with that, Parker?" Her eyes become half-lidded now, and she sips her drink once more. When we enter, Mel puts her hand at the small of my back and leads me instantly to a dimly lit room on the left of the hallway. "Stand there, Parker." Mel is very business-like when she talks to me. Mel stands in front of me and stares into my eyes, smiling. I hear Mel go over to the other gentlemen and ask him to look directly at my body. "Open your eyes, Parker, or you can forget the money." Mel's voice is hard.
Later she went to the infamous Red Room club and stood outside in the bitter cold, the wind cut through her as she quickly sent a text message to her husband Eric. Laura intended to show a lot of leg but her dress hiked up a little more than she expected but his eyes were where she wanted them. Nikita explained what he wanted from her as a server working in his club and that there was an expectation for her to help the dancers make money by encouraging the customers to buy dances and keep them drinking. Laura walked by Nikita's office on her way out to the club floor.
I screamed that I wanted to get out of here, but the crowd began to cheer as I felt another hand begin to stroke my shaved pussy lips and I knew that my screams could not be heard. Just as I began to enjoy the attention, the hand on my pussy disappeared and a new one immediately rammed two fingers into my soaked cunt. More hands pulled hard at my sore nipples and the crowd began to chant, "Cum, slut, cum!" I shrieked louder than I thought that I could as my cunt spasmed uncontrollably and squirted my cum juices onto all of the hands that were ramming my holes.
She had to have the most defined upper body development on anyone, man or woman I had ever seen, and I couldn't hide my excitement as I sprouted a throbbing erection. I looked up into her eyes and turned beat read as she stared at my crotch with a smile on her face. I had always masturbated to the women in muscle magazines, but I had never come close to meeting one in person, and now, the woman who I reported to for guidance everyday was flaunting her incredible development before my eyes. She turned slowly allowing me to take in every muscular inch of her beauty, and I just had to know....
He began giving me instructions and told me to slide back towards the edge of the bed on my knees head down. His hands were reaching around rubbing my cock through my panties he had my skirt around my waist and he grabbed my hips and began to really go, I felt like he was close and began to talk dirty to him. He was very verbal telling me what a whore i was for cock and that I looked like a hot slut with his big cock in my mouth.He started to grab the back of my head and guide my mouth up and down. He told me he was going to cum, I relaxed my throat as I felt his cock begin to pulse in my mouth shooting his load into my hot hole.
After several minutes of silence, she pulled the panties out of my mouth and said "it's time for that creampie you've been wanting." I started to say, "Wait, I'm not sure...mmmff..." my words were cut off and muffled in her dripping snatch as I became aware of her straddling my face with her thighs. She said she had mixed up a spare batch using my frozen cum, some of her pee and a little bit of plain yogurt that she used that to drip on the strap-on while she jammed it in my mouth and that was also what she put in her pussy before the restaurant and before sex.
As her pussy relaxed from the first big orgasms I took the opportunity to tuck my thumb into the palm of my hand and with the rest of my fingers pointed straight, start easing back into her. After several strokes like this, I began curling my fingers as I slid back in until I was making a complete fist inside her each time my hand went in. Certainly not every time we make love but often enough, we'll finish off with my fist buried in her hot, slippery pussy as I clean up the escaping cum with my tongue – both our biggest fantasies turned to reality and able to enjoy them at the same time!
‘It is time for you to start, Archie.’ she says and she grabs the belt and pulls my hips back, pulling my collar down and my face slowly closer to the waiting pussy of the slave girl in front of me. Her hands are at my hips, grabbing the leather strap, pulling my face tighter against the girls pussy, and as my own pleasure mounts up with each thrust of my mistress’ cock sinking deep into my asshole, my tongue thrusts deeper and deeper into the depths of the pussy in front of me. Her words are exactly what I want to hear, and I see myself in the mirror in the ceiling and my mistress pulling on a glove and getting some more lubricant and soon I feel her hand at my ass.
It would have been nice of the architects to have blocked the light from the lobby by putting a zig-zag or curve in the hallways, or even a second set of doors on the auditorium side, but I guess between the need to have two forward-facing exits for the fire code and the desire to maximum the space available for the stage they hadn't been able to manage it. I felt torn between trying to stay dry for at least another 15 or 20 minutes to see if there would be an intermission, or testing the underwear right away while I still had reasonable control over my bladder. Given that I had little choice in the matter, my plan to test the panties was basically the same one I would have used in private: I would pee a little tiny bit, wait for a few minutes, and then check for any leaks.
On Friday evening Lisa went with Thomas to the football clubhouse. He's out of condition and it shows even in training." Jane said "The management are reluctant to drop him because they think it might push Thomas over the edge. "I would have liked Harold to be there as well" mused Lisa "He could tell us about the other team member's view of Thomas". "Hello, Lisa" said Andy "If you drive round to the left you can get close to the apprentices' building. She pulled up and the girl and two male apprentices unloaded the dresses and petticoats into a large lecture room where Lisa was met by another boy and two girls.
Her hair was pinned back in a ponytail and she glared at me and said, "You must think you are pretty funny showing up at this hour, young man." She signed for the package and handed me a card with an address and phone number on it. I listened to the SPANK SPANK SPANK rhythm as she lectured me with, "You will never deliver to my store late again, young man, or you will take another trip across my lap!" She spanked all over my butt and thighs and left no area unattended to. Suddenly, Tanya stopped spanking me and I felt her weight shifting as she reached for the hairbrush. She made a cooing sound and said, "Does this young man need a hairbrush spanking?" Tanya stared at my penis with wide eyes and said, "Young man!
I went to Shivani bhabhi and she told me not to ask other guys about this, and that she would explain all this to me because she is experienced and a lady. I loved the scene in which my bhabhi look-a-like was making sexy noises and sucking cock with wild grunts. She was feeling angry, insulted and a little sad, I comforted her and told her, "I was just kidding bhabhi, I was pulling your leg, you are such a wonderful lady and we are such good friends. The neighbor was telling my bhabhi, "I know, for a married woman after she gets used to fucking, if she does not get regular fucking for more than a month, (tho uska dimag kharab hota hai), don't worry when is your husband coming back?"
Freezing, Karl felt both her lips and tongue at his neck; both hands on his sides. Kims hands then moved to more sensual places, running her soft fingers up and down his shaft of body rocking pleasure. "You make me horny all the time...." She planned on drawing all her words out, wanting a moan from his beautiful lips. You make me rub and play with my breasts at night and my pussy burns with need for your cock to fuck it. "Oh yes, suck my cock darling," He said, taking her hair out of her face and stroking her head lovingly. She lightly sucked on his tip, her hot wet tongue swirling around his cock.
When I was nineteen and back home from college during the summer, i was watching a jeopardy episode with my mom. What we liked to do is when the question was picked, we would pause the episode (it was recorded from the day before on VHS) and guess the answer, then play it and see who was right. Before she played it, she asked what we should bet. She finally said dont be a chicken, leaped forward, and yanked my boxers half way down my legs. I was gonna pull em up but she said i was half way there and i shudnt go back. Said fuck it, pulled em off, gave em to my mom, and started walking around my front yard.