Erotic Fetish stories
A large collection of fetisch short stories covering everything from pantyhoses to feet and more.
"Get your head under my dress, put your lips around my asshole and make a seal, I will push a stool in your mouth swallow as much as you can then bite it off, I will try to hold back, I do not know if I can, it is the first time I shit in a human toilet. He was already in position, so he nodded his head, he had dreamed about that scene often, so he put his tongue in her asshole and felt a stool coming, it was moving in his mouth, then it reached his throat that he open and he started to swallow.
My Husband's plan was simple, we would go and find a beauty parlour where I could get my pussy shaved by one of the small petite Thai girls, there was only one condition, my Husband was to stay and watch! Warm wet flannels were used to wipe off the excess foam and then warm oil was applied, Mim drizzled it onto my clit and let it run down over my pussy before massaging it all over, it was a cooling menthol oil which only heightened the intense feeling of being exposed and touched.
Around eight o clock I heard the door slide open and my wife asked if I wanted company. I gave her beautiful tanned leg a good look and said you know, with the cuckolding and chastity. She said I know its not always easy for you being locked in that chastity device for a month at a time. I said it was made here in our bedroom, a black guy with a very long cock was fucking you in the ass. I asked what that's like having all that hard cock? She said my pussy had a hard cock in it for four soils hours . She said I'm going to set my pussy on it and let who ever he brings root my butthole.
Richard said that he and Bobby were having a few drinks the other night, and he mentioned it while they looked through a Victoria Secret magazine. Personally I just wanted home to try my luck with my wife as I was so horny thinking about the conversations I had heard; I was even tempted to jerk off with my wife’s panties even if she wasn't up for a fuck, since she sl**ps without any on. Yeah it was a lot of fun knowing what they were doing to my wife’s panties; and I still get a hard on thinking about, but one thing for sure is the next time I am in their house's its going to be fun and I’m not going to hold back.
"It's an invitation to a birthday party?" Mark's mother said. You've got to go dressed as a little girl." Carol said. invitations, and I'll call a couple of the moms," Mark's mother said. supposed to have shoes, dresses and accessories." Mark's mother said on OK?" Mark's mother said as she transferred the slip to the arm "Life your arms honey." Mark's mother said as she gathered the slip. so the dress slids over it." Mark's mother said fighting that smile "Do you guys really like this stuff?" Mark asked as the dress and slip "Do you think he dresses like this?" Mark's mother asked. "Going to show you a trick we girls learn," Mark's mother said.
He starts to finger fuck me slowly, his other hand running back and forth over the head of my little boy-like erection. I feel the hard tile of my counter on my knees as he moves his finger in and out of my butt, moving my legs and rear slightly as he does. When he finished using me like that he snapped his finger and said, 'Kitchen, up on the counter, present yourself.'...I know what that means. He pats my butt, pets it, as he pulls his hand away from my little thing, holding the hand that is filled with my cum carefully so as not to spill any of it. Cum and makeup smeared all over my face, wet rear end, slippery legs and butt, I am the perfect 'used' whore.
I slowly kiss over your sweet little shivering "belly" as you dance and give your tummy to me - as I watch your soft little navie wiggling - as I stroke my fingers into your sweet little pussy. "Stab your baby's navie right, daddy!" you whimper, as I touch the dagger into your navel as I kiss your tummy - and slowly push it in, as you cry out hard and lift your navel to my dagger - as I watch it slowly slide into your little tummy. I hold my little "belly" baby - my very SWEET navie-sacrifice as you lay in my arms, softly brushing your lips on my bare navel and causing me to shudder and gasp.
Just the right size, and look, it even curves just like a guy with a hard-on!" She swayed a little on the way to the couch; they were both quite tipsy from the wine by now. "The next time we go out, you're going to get a big surprise..." She took the banana and held it in her hands between Jamie's legs, curving upward like a stiff erection, just inches from the real hard-on that was hiding in his pants. Jamie's eyes were glued below her waist, as she executed little turning steps in time to her humming, giving him a view from all sides of her sheer black panties, stretched tight across her rear and clinging revealingly to her crotch.
I think about her slapping my face as I dawdled while helping her step in the sexy black lace panties she is wearing under her tight skirt, scolding me as I knelt in front of her, her holding the short leash attached to the collar she puts on me when I help her dress, telling me 'Stop staring at my pussy and pay attention to dressing me!'. Even though I know only she and I hear each other and know what we are talking about, it feels like everyone in the room can hear, feels like they all know I'm wearing my locking penis harness and a rubber 6" butt plug inserted in my rear end, all held firmly in place by a tight panty girdle.
Mick is asleep and I’ve been putting off fucking you for too long!’ Debbie said pushing into my room. Debbie ignored me and pushed a second finger into my arsehole then reached behind her with her free hand, found one of my nipples and twisted it hard. I began fucking Debbie hard, one hand on her stocking covered thigh and one hand thrusting the dildo in and out of her arsehole. Debbie grinned as she pushed the dildo all the way in and began fucking me with long, hard thrusts. Debbie pushed the hard, plastic dildo right up my arse and left it there, grasping my big cock with both her hands and sucking the end of it hard.
I said hello to Suzy, a hot woman of 35, who showed off her curvy figure in a tightly fitted, one-piece flowered bathing suit, sporting ample and sexy cleavage. "That sounds like a plan to me", said Randi. My cock exploded beneath my bathing suit in the warm jacuzzi water. She had most of the resume done so it was a matter of clean-up and better presentation; Jim's chair was uncomfortable and Randi noticed that the keyboard was too high for me and the mouse was sticking too much - and she said "why don't we go upstairs to my room - I have a Mac that we can connect to the wireless network and finish this up.
I unfolded the ladder legs and kicked aside some of the boxes and wrapping material scattered across the floor next to me and I asked, "Where’s the light?" Marisa pointed the flashlight’s narrow beam at the ceiling and found a bulb about 11 feet high. "Oh, he usually finds extras on the floor, and I’ve caught him a few times leaving mouse corpses back here." She shooed Rufus off the shelf and I picked up the still warm left shoe. I asked her if she noticed anything about the shoes and she said that they fit just fine thankyouverymuch!" Just then the rear door opened, and a younger woman walked in, who looked a lot like Marisa.
Louise spits on a wet-wipe, cleaning his mouth like she would do to a little baby. Belinda meanwhile pulls his panties down, applying a sticky gel to Alan’s throbbing cock and sweaty balls. Belinda watches intently as Louise rubs her hand in a circular manner caressing the sissy’s balls. In one, Alan sits between Louise and Belinda with a finger up both their noses. Catherine asks Louise to sit the sissy on her lap. After the breast-feeding has finished Louise offers Catherine a coffee. “Just tell the other girls in work that Alan is a kinky sissy transvestite.” Sticking two fingers up her nostrils, twisting them around like a pneumatic drill, Alan groans with delight, shooting his load over Mummy’s hand.
Karen and Nicole were lightly sliding their nylon feet slowly up and down my slick legs, occasionally lightly swiping my balls as I moaned helplessly and strained against my bonds, while Katia gently trapped my cock and balls between her silky feet, grinning while I gasped. Karen and Nicole even slid a foot underneath me, so that I could caress their silky toes and arches with my bound hands, while the other girls continued tormenting me, never letting me come, but always taking me up to the edge of orgasm. Antonella was definitely getting wet thinking about that night, while Katrine and I were imagining her naked and tied down tightly, thrusting her hips desperately into the air, her head thrashing from side to side, her breasts bouncing as she begged her boyfriend to fill her completely with his cock!
Without going into too much detail Ken also confessed that he had developed a real appreciation for beautiful feet and he thought Milly's were some of the most beautiful he had ever seen. Ken put his bottle down and began massaging Milly's luscious feet. He then began kissing Milly's feet and sucking each of her sexy toes. Milly laid on the bed and Ken began to lick her pussy lips and flick her clit with his tongue. Ken began ramming her so hard that it wasn't long before Milly let out loud screams and her whole body began shaking, then her pussy juices flowed and ran out her pussy and down Ken's cock onto the bed.
Well like I said above, the seed that had been planted in my mind was growing and I wanted to figure out how to get some illicit and unknown play going with Chris. Within a few minutes David called that he was ready and Chris moved towards the bedroom looking back over her shoulder quickly at me. "David, we have sex after every massage." I said laughing again. After several more seconds, David returned to massaging her like nothing had happened leaving me to wonder what had been said. David turned to the window and smiled at me then went to the other side of the table and started on her right leg without covering her left.
"Oh you speak Iraqi Arabic, how?" I detect a South African accent and tall, strong, blonde hair and blue eyed Daniel had an amazing smile. "Let's go out for the day, I would like you to hold my hand, remember I want to full girlfriend experience." Daniel says. But despite this, I did grow to love Iraqi culture and as I told you, I especially liked the women." I can't help it, I'm Iraqi, and we love big strong men and large cocks. You're going to be a sex slave for a Muslim girl, how does that sound slave?" Daniel grunts and I slap him and tell him to "shut up." I now aggressively lick his face and kiss parts of it.
Aziz seems to mainly spend his time sitting on his ass at home, watching television, playing poker with Somali male friends and smoking weed. The next day, I got a text message from Fatima Abdullah urging me and the rest of the camera crew to come to her residence in Vanier toot sweet. Every time Fatima thrust the dildo into Aziz's asshole, legions of Somali women from the past cheered from beyond the grave. Fatima locked eyes with Aziz and assured him that unless he changed his ways, got a job and learned to OBEY his wife instead of dictating to her like a typical Muslim male, his shame would be exposed on the internet.
Sometimes they touch me the way I want them to, but other times … it’s like they’re not listening.” He’d had to make his way down a sidewalk on a street lined with frat houses, and crawl a block, while he crawled through each of his brother’s legs, and got a smacking from each and every one of them. Houlihan slid out the bottom drawer and took out a smaller version of the paddle he’d been nailed with by the frat guys and laid it on the desk. So she got the car for her sixteenth birthday, even though he was the oldest; he’d had to walk to his part time job in high school until he had saved up for a battered sub-compact.
I swallowed Jack’s cock all the way into my sucking mouth as Mike crawled between my open legs and I pulled his face into my anxious cunt by hand fulls of his blonde hair. I got up, took the hot pink vibrating two way strap on in my favorite harness from Jack and told Mike to get on all fours like the dirty doggy he is! Rubbing the vibrating pink cock head up and down the crack of Mike’s ass I stopped at the entrance of his tight hole and plunged my cock all the way balls deep as I licked and sucked first Jack’s balls, then his shaft.
A tall, good-looking young Black man from the City of Atlanta, Georgia. When you're a highly educated Black man living and working in a North American corporation, White men will see you as a threat. My whirlwind romance with Ryan Calhoun, the half-Black, half-Irish and all Macho Man from the office, took me by surprise. Looking me in the eyes, Ryan told me he'd been into dark-skinned Black women ever since High School. My pureblood Black men usually deliver but Ryan the mixed stud didn't disappoint. Ryan's mother Lamika lived in the Atlanta suburb of Buckhead with her lawyer boyfriend, an older Black guy named Lester Morrison who reminded me of the 1980s B-movie actor Steve James.
When the day came, they made some small attempt to hold me down, and tell me that "the time had come", and as I struggled a little, they laughed a lot, then let me go - to my disappointment. I knew Pat, and being naked, just with her, was vulnerable enough, as exciting as it had been - but extending this to a group of females, none of whom I knew, and over whom I had no control in terms of telling the whole world, was a huge step to take, even though I had fantasized the very same thing with the women at the factory.
The door opened without a knock, giving me a small start, and Cordelia entered, a different pile of clothes in her hands. You just need to resist the temptation to run your moist, greedy tongue all over them, to caress my skin with it while I slide my fingers slowly in and out of your mouth, spreading the naughty taste of your cream all over your tongue.” “I’ve made arrangements for tonight.” Her lips were just an inch from my ear, her eyes close enough to notice the small shudder that I failed to suppress, and the hot breath of her giggle told me that she had, in fact, noticed. But I couldn’t suppress the feelings which welled up each time I thought about Cordelia and which flooded me with a need so strong that it drove tears into my eyes.
The six-foot-three, beefy young Saudi Arabian Prince stroked his eight-inch cock as his wife Princess Dhakirah Dahab worked the strap-on dildo deep into his asshole. When her father, the legendary Prince Mohammed Dahir told her that he had chosen Ahmed Hassan as her future husband, Princess Dhakirah was less than impressed. Still, Princess Dhakirah had to admit that Prince Ahmed looked good these days. On their wedding night, Prince Ahmed performed a perfunctory coupling with his new wife Dhakirah. The women of the Saudi Arabian Kingdom looked up to Princess Dhakirah. Prince Ahmed cried out as his wife Dhakirah sank the dildo deep inside of him. Emboldened by his submission and the power she had over him, Princess Dhakirah slammed the dildo deep inside Prince Ahmed.