Erotic Fetish stories
A large collection of fetisch short stories covering everything from pantyhoses to feet and more.
“You heard, wank for me or you will never get to suck my toes again,” she said with a smile on her face. “Next time I tell you to do something, make sure you do it,” she said whilst squeezing my balls harder. “That’s a good boy, wank faster but make sure you ask me before you cum,” she said. “That better, it’s time for your punishment,” she said whilst lifting her feet to my mouth. I replied, “Thank you Mistress for letting me worship your feet,” with cum on my face. “If you don’t want me to send those pictures to anyone you will do what I tell you,” she said with a smile on her face.
She thought the black ones looked very sexy and was shocked when she came to the red ones and when she saw they had an open crotch she couldn’t believe that anyone would wear such naughty things, but then she remembered that they were auntie favourites! She started to think about auntie Fiona wearing the same knickers and wondered if uncle Roger really did slide his fingers inside her. And when a couple of days later another parcel arrived for her from uncle Roger and auntie Fiona and it contained another three pairs of knickers she felt really excited. After a few minutes of chit chat uncle Roger said, ‘So, Amy, I hope you’re wearing the knickers we sent you.'
Time seemed to inch by as I watched all the women prancing around in the lingerie, offering up lap dances while the girl on center stage seductively moved around the stage continually eyeing Jenny, like a bird hunting prey. Just as I was about to break down and start rubbing my swollen cock, Jenny whispered something in the ear of the dancer who let on a dark smile as she looked in my direction. I do not think I have ever moved as quickly as I did in that moment, and was almost instantly on the couch beside Jenny feeling the cool wetness of her cum on my balls as my cock pressed hard against my jeans trying to stand up, but restricted by the tight material.
"You're hiding something." His hands grab your panties and pull them down, letting them fall to your ankles. "I am going to have to give you a thorough search," he says as he moves your legs a little farther back and away from each other. His face moves away from your breast and you can feel his breath tickle your nipple. You try hard to stand up higher in your high heels as he moves his face between your legs. His hand moves to your breast and he pinches your nipples as his tongue flicks your clit. Suddenly, he lets you fall forward, then he quickly pulls you back to a standing position.
I was watching Traci gulping much-needed breaths to try to refill her tortured lungs so I didn't see Sue heading in my direction. To my surprise (after a short time) it was not too hard to hold my breath in the arm of Sue. She looked up to the surface to guarantee that the rest of the family were wrestling and dunking each other in the far end. Both of us hung onto the side of the pool and breathing hard as we looked into each other's eyes. I spent the rest of the evening wondering if Sue had actually meant what she had said in the pool earlier though I made sure my Speedos were on hand.
"Gawd he makes me feel so good." Connie said to herself She wore a wicked grin, she knew what she would do later on in the evening, but she had no way of knowing just what Nate was up to. Connie took the beaded chain for her gold half-square glasses and wrapped them round his cock and began to touch him all over with them but had left her heels half buried in his short an curlies. Her beaded chain gently swaying as she touched Nate all over with her sexy glossy black heels and her gold half-square glasses and with his juices reaching a boil, Connie suddenly found her hand, heels and glasses to be smothered in a good amount of man sauce.
After a short time Ally got up and finally removed her baby doll and proceeded to peel off her sticky wet panties giving me my first view of her full naked body. She slowly lay herself down on me so her flat stomach was pressing down on the panties and started to plant kisses on my chest working her way up to my neck where she licked me up right up to the side of me face then biting down on my earlobe. By now my cock was fully hard and lay straight under the constraints of the silk fabric with Ally's naked pussy lying right on top of it.
While at the University of Ottawa, he met a lovely young Somali woman named Aisha Khaled, and sparks flew. This gorgeous, scantily clad Somali-American chick was decidedly different from any of the Black Muslim women he'd met in Ottawa. That night, Laban Suleiman went home, and thought about Khadija Osman, the sexy Somali-American chick who took his breath away. Khadija and Laban walked through the Carleton University campus, which she knew fairly well in spite of only having moved in a couple months before. Laban Suleiman was mesmerized by this gorgeous, absolutely amazing young Black Muslim woman. A few months later, Laban Suleiman and his new lady Khadija Osman flew from Ottawa, Ontario, to Calgary, Alberta.
I told my wife that she definitely had the legs to work there and she took me seriously and actually did get a job there. She said it makes me wet to think of all those guys looking at my body. I said sure and while she dance right between my legs my wife's eyes where on her every move. Then she looked at my wife and said you are a hot little number the guys would go crazy over your body. She giggled a nervous laugh and said I think so and in fact just talking about is making my pussy wet. When we got to the club the girl that had talked to us last week came over and gave my wife a hug.
Mr Stevenson takes a very good look at me and lays his hand down on my stomach, and smiles and say "Yes, you will do very nicely. Mr Stevenson: "Good, I'm glad to hear it." He then places his hand gently on my knee cap and makes noises of excitement and begins to rub. Mr Stevenson: "I have this picture, I'd like to show you, and you tell me what you think, okay?" He stops rubbing my knees and pulls out his smart phone and enters his photo album. Okay, guys; get a good look and feel at what Uncle Bob has brought you! The guys line up, and four of them stick their cock through the cage holes, and I start licking and sucking them off.
The thought that my s****r knew I was jerking off, looked at me doing it, and was about to be come back in the same room with me in those tight little purple satin panties, intensified my urge to cum!! A moment later Jenny came back into the room, with her hands on hips just above the spaghetti stings sides of her panties and her legs slightly apart bunching up the front panel of her panties while I furiously jacked off, and said, “Hey, better slow down, b*o… we’re all out of tissue. A moment later I watched as my s****r stood up, stepped back into, and slid back on her now cum filled purple satin bikini string panties and walked to the doorway.
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.
As my wife pulled the bikini bottom up she was struggling to get the straps right, so I thought that I'd better save the day and I quickly got up and went to see how she was doing. The curtain was open wide enough so that we all could see most of Stacey's hot young body as she bent over to step out of the black bikini bottoms. I was once again standing next to her changing room and as she turned around to undress she closed the curtains, but I quickly and quietly pushed it open and hurried back to my seat. We watched Stacey standing there back turned to us wearing only her little dark purple satin g-string panties.
Thrusting his hips, moving his aching cock within his hand, his balls drawing up as his body began the familiar tingling; he was close, seconds away from his own sense of redemption as he redoubled his efforts with the biting flogger. His voice was broken in desire as he spoke, “Go on, and confess all.” His own hand now wrapped around his exposed cock, feeling it throb against his palm as he slowly stroked it. Father, the only way this could be better is if you were in here with me, doing all these sinful things to me, but because of your vows, I’m left with imagining you fucking me.” Her moan could be heard throughout the entirety of the church as her pussy spilled out around her finger, staining her skirt and soiling the confessional.
If I didn't get such a charge out of putting myself through this ordeal, I likely couldn't engage in dominating other women by restricting their use of the toilet and then supervising in minute detail how they eventually are permitted to urinate and defecate. In engaging in holding it in for as long as possible, I may even subject myself to what some dominants enjoy using as a disciplinary device: setting particular and limited times when a submissive is permitted to use the toilet. Then, when permitted to sit on the toilet and lower panties, the dominant may inspire fear by declaring that unless the submissive begins to pee (or defecate) within a set time, such as one minute, permission will be withdrawn and the now-horribly frightened sub will be made to wait for possibly several more hours.
As I was picking up her sandal I closed my eyes and inhaled as quietly as I could, the beautiful aroma of her delicious succulent pale white toes. I placed her sandal on her feet and just as I was getting up she said, I lifted her feet and press it against my face and inhaled loudly twice, whilst letting out loud moans in between. Streams of cum shot into the air and landed on my stomach and her feet, as I let out a loud grunt and moan. she pressed one foot hard against my balls and cock and said "You've told me that you’ve always wanted to be dominated by a women, knows your chance.
I tiptoe across the shop; calves taught, thighs extended, a tap of metal, a swish of nylon clad leg, the soft gentle pressure of my thighs caressing my swollen labia with every step as I allow my hips to find the rhythm of my feet and my bottom to wiggle beneath the second skin of my dress. I reach the end of the walkway; wobble uncertain of how to turn, my legs jelly, my body flushed with excitement, the pressure spreading ever upwards through my delicate shaking legs to vibrate in the glowing furnace of my pussy. I stand there a moment panting as my body shakes beneath me before slowly opening my eyes and allowing myself to return to the here and now.
I made sure to close the clamp on the hose so her piss wouldn't run out through the nozzle, then I held the open top of the douche-enema bag right under Tina's pussy. We were all idly fingering our pussies as hot little Tina made sure to make the act of pissing as sexy as possible, standing with her feet wide apart, reaching in to hold open her labia, thrusting her belly out, showing it all off as she kept pissing into the bag. Horny Tina liked that her piss was being appreciated, working away at her own pussy like a fiend as she watched me douche first Karen, and then Brandy and Allison with her urine.
"Yes. It started out as my father's company and I worked for him but after he passed away a couple years ago, I took over and have been running it ever since," Mark said. I really like you Mark, but you need to know something about me." I said, looking down at the floor. When he told me he wanted to know more and that my being a "little" was not a big issue, I was floored - so many other guys (and guys a lot less hot than him) had thought I was some kind of crackpot and took off like I had told them I'm pregnant! Daddy wants a better look at that little cunny of yours," he said.
The previous night he had refused to move to the next level of his training as a toilet slave, he did not have problem drinking her piss but he had been sick when she fed him a small stool, during an intense ass worship session. He nodded yes, and grabbed her hips and pulled her on his face he was licking her crack going over her asshole, which he started kissing more intensely. "The most pleasurable position for me was you seated on my chest and coming in my mouth, therefore I wanted more and I did not know what would please you, so I grabbed your gorgeous hips and pulled you on my face.
And she did, except for the way she pulled in her stomach and quivered when she felt cold steel as Alex once again slid the knife against her skin, this time running it along the top of her panties to her hip, slicing through the delicate fabric with ease. Kendra made a strangled noise low in her throat and sagged against him, at least as much as she could with her hands pinned above her head again, Alex’s hard body against hers and a knife trailing along the front of her left thigh. Unable to move, Kendra simply let her head fall forward against his shoulder as he moved his fingers in and out of her, the knife still held against her, gently pressing against her clit with every stroke.
I inhale deeply and blow out a nice stream of smoke after two more drags I think, 'huh, I'm smoking and really like it.' Half way down the drive I realize I probably will need more so I head back to the house and grab two more cigs and a spare lighter. As I walk through the front door, I see my mom sitting at the kitchen table smoking a cig. I realize I still had my cig in my hand so I put it to my lips and take big drag then go right back to his dick, letting the smoke escape around the sides. I have almost finished my smoke when I hear Bryan's car race down the driveway and see Mike walking towards the whore on the couch.
"Are you going to cum for Daddy, since he's giving you what you want?" His voice was a rumble as his mouth centered over her clit, sucking it between his lips, lashing it with his tongue as a second finger met the first to slip into her dark hole, his thumb tucking into her pussy as he felt her hips begin to buck, muscles clenching down around him. "Show me, Daddy, teach me how to." Her voice trailed off as she looked up, lips red from her teeth, gasping in delight as his hands flew out and cupped her ass, pulling her cheeks apart as he moved her, nipples puckering tightly as the burn slowly faded, replaced with a dark fire spreading from where his cock breached her naughtiest hole, licking at her pussy and clit.
"This naughty boy has started to pee in his panties," Kathy said sharply to Margaret. She then told Robbie he could pull down the panties, sit on the seat, and pee, but that he better not get the seat wet and he was not given permission to make a doody yet. "He definitely does need to go, Kathy," Margaret said to Robbie's sister, who was having a hard time restraining herself from giggling at the amusing situation of her brother being made to hold his poo in until given permission by the imperious governess. Kathy helped advance the progress of the occasion by reaching under her skirt after she had turned away from Robbie, still seated on the toilet, and pulled her lime green panties down and off.