Erotic Fetish stories
A large collection of fetisch short stories covering everything from pantyhoses to feet and more.
Soon Jamie's moans were joining Chris's, as he watched Heather tormenting and pleasuring her boyfriend's cock, wishing fervently that it were his. Looking up at Chris, she pouted and took little nibbling sucks on the head of his cock, allowing her lower lip to gently massage the underside, but always quick, brief, tantalizing. Still looking into the camera, Heather held Chris's cock upright in her hand and began to lick gently all around the head, and gave it little sucking kisses. "When I think of the way I paraded around in front of you wearing practically nothing, and the things I'd talk to you about - and now knowing how you really felt – oh god, I just want to die of embarrassment!" She blushed and covered her face with her hands.
I cleaned both her hands and even her leg without her asking me and said, “Sorry, Miss Donald, I do not know what had came over me, it was like I was under her spell.” I tried to pull out but she started using two hands and then whispered in my ear in a seductive tone, “Swallow his cum, and I promise you will have the best orgasm of your life.” Miss Donald bent down, on her knees and whipped the cum of my lips and said, “You did a good job, but you know your cock is to small for me to fuck.” I started licking my cum of her beautiful feet, until they were clean and then she said, “You will do what I tell you from now on, if you ever want to cum again.”
Usually several times a day, I would stretch my weasel, hoping it would spit the wild wood flower and turn into a tree. Five nights a week, men would fill up the five chairs on the first row (the only row) wanting to ca-noodle with her protruding clit-widget. Five days a week, I would polish her hoops thinking her clit was a valve, like that on a tire. I would categorize the usage of the word rambunctious, as when Florentine sneezed, and a few of her pussy rings fell off and rolled across the floor, breaking the leg of the local pastor. The vacuum detached from her clit and swallowed the bird that landed on the ring.
Sophie had an amazing body and as much fun as it was to treat her like she was just a piss drinking slut, I would have regretted it if I didn’t take the opportunity to enjoy every inch of her. Sophie’s pussy felt burning hot around my cock and her body looked inspiringly filthy on the piss covered floor. The video starts with the girl sucking my cock in a bathtub, then my voice whispers, “Let me see it go in.” Tilting her head back the girl opened wide to reveal a stream of piss filling her mouth. Each time I filled Sophie’s mouth after that I was able to stop pissing with hardly a splash on her face.
Deirdre took the little soft whip and quietly positioned in down beneath Laura's split and without warning, snapped it with some authority right into the open cleft that Laura had made as she held her own labia apart. "You know, Laura, that naughty girls are not permitted breaks for that purpose once the discipline has begun, so you will have to hold it, I'm afraid," Deirdre said in her firmest tone, anxiously hoping that her niece would lose control and that the colleagues would witness her releasing her pee stream down on the floor. "I think that is enough," Deirdre said calmingly, as she first wiped Laura as one would a small child who has lost urinary control out of fear, and then bade Laura to stand, retrieve her knickers and let her skirt down.
I was starting to get used to it when he said, "Alright now, we're gonna see how much of this we can fit down that pretty little mouth, okay?" "You were supposed to swallow before I hit you gag reflex, let's try it again." He started edging his cock deeper again, and once I felt it getting too deep I tried to pretend I was swallowing pills, like he said to do. I knew you were a nasty little cock-lover." I couldn't breathe so I "tapped out" so to speak, on his ass to let him know. "Ooh, Jon. I'm starting to get a tingly feeling in my ass, keep fucking me," I said. Fuck me with that big stiff cock, I want it my ass!!!
Nikko, a couple of hours from Tokyo, seemed like a good prospect with lots of ryokan (traditional inns) with their own onsenburo--especially on a weekday when fewer people are traveling. What really caught my attention was that she was nicely dressed in a simple white skirt and blouse, coffee-toned hose, and 2" heels--like she was going to work in a big company in Tokyo. Erika had removed her ryokan slippers upon entering and was walking in her stocking feet. I replied, "I don't know about other men, but I can tell you that I can't get enough of seeing beautiful women wearing nice nylons all the time--even into bed or getting soaked."
As the wind blew towards their face, Jasmine's long blonde hair covered Nicky's face all of a sudden. Since they didn't talk much during the ride to the home, Nicky just inhaled the scent of Jasmine's hair and loved the feel of it brushing his face. "Ever since Mike left me, I do have a difficult time looking after the kids and managing my hair", said Lucy. Nicky kept on stroking the cock and had a moment of ultimate pleasure with Lucy's moans and his imagination of her Long hair along with his strokes. Nicky got a shock as he took his ears from the door at the nick of time and his heart skipped a beat as Jasmine's face came into view.
I was dropping my daughter off with my parents and saw Kyle's car in the driveway, which was a little strange. I walked in and saw Kyle in his uniform pants, boots and his tan shirt. My daughter being four, and knowing I have watched a few guys drop kids off to her school in military uniforms lovingly said, "My mommy likes guys in those clothes." Kyle laughed, picked my daughter up and said, "You know, I think your mommy is really cute, do you think I should go workout with her." I was a little confused, until he came around and opened my door and said, "Let's go get your cardio in." I couldn't resist, I placed his cock inside my pussy.
She understood why I was conflicted over some of the activities I had engaged in with Diane, and felt that I should allow myself to enjoy whichever of them I was comfortable with, but in a safer and more secure setting. She allowed me to feel that these activities had essentially been win/win encounters with no losers and that there should be no rules about what sexual preferences were acceptable or not between consenting adults. That said, she offered to be my guide in allowing me to explore and appreciate my sexual self, not directly with her, but through a series of "guests" that she could access. These Fridays were full of conversation, as she enjoyed the coffee I learned to make for her, or she packed some things for her weekend.
After we had arranged the swapping and trade policy of my shop, I asked her name for my book keeping records and to begin a history of her " in-shop visits". Before she left she asked me about the book reading club I hosted every other Tuesday evening. She unzipped his trousers and took his cock into her small hand. It was soon after that reading that I asked Terri to join me for a morning coffee. She took my hand and led me to a window that over looked a small quadrangle of lawn several flights below. She jacked-me off and as I gave a throb took my cock in her mouth. The remainder of the night we watched across the quadrangle until I took Terri's cock to my task.
She certainly enjoyed her breakfast, with me gently holding her foot in my hands, offering my best kisses. I was kissing each separate toe, then going on with the rest of her foot, finishing with her ankle and starting all over again from her lovely toes. -Forgive me Madame, I said, her beautiful foot still in my hands. -YES Madame, I said vividly, giving her foot a warm kiss. Kneeling in front her, I gave her the dish and bending to the floor I took her dusty boots in my hands and kissed them. I was still kissing her divine feet, licking them clean of tears at the same time.
"No trouble with that idea, Andrea." Damn I like that idea, she is a hot looking woman on the chunky side and I know she can be very loving, I can see her letting me clean her glasses for her quite often and I think she knows they turn me on somehow. Andrea wants to know if I'd like her glasses to get steamed up in her bra during the ride so I could clean them after. I get on some biker clothes, do a pre-ride and head over to Andrea's with a few nice pair of half-glasses, a silver pair of half-rounds and a gold pair of half-square or granny's, and a black pair of petite half-square; and thinking about the way she'd look got me knotted up down there.
The feel of the oozing, squelching, black, pond mud on my feet and legs made my dick twitch and stir, and I had a hard job hiding it when my scardy-cat friend finally decided to come over to the island. Beans opened and lid off the honey, I got back into the bath in my bare feet and stood there. I was still exploring this side myself and my dick, so getting a stiffy, in the bath, pouring honey on my feet was kind of funny. I looked at the beans on the side of the bath and my dick twitched and jumped, so I picked up the can and holding them high above my groin I very slowly poured.
Looking back on it, I think we both knew that I was, in essence, telling Mat that he could no longer meet my needs, but I did sincerely love him and never truly wanted to hurt him. Mat then pulled a long, thin leash from the pocket of his jeans on the floor, connected the clasp to an eyelet on the cock cage, and handed me the end of the leash. As I watched, Mat crawled over to the sink, stood up, and pulled a small key from behind his toothbrush holder. He place his hands on my hips and masterfully guided the dildo into my anxious pussy. Mat pulled the dildo from my pussy, and stood behind me, panting.
"When she was seated on your face did she use your mouth for anything else?" Tracy asked him. "I can hardly wait to use your mouth for my toilet needs." Tracy told him smiling. "Maybe you would like to demonstrate your face sitting technique with my slave?" Tracy asked her laughing. If you want you can start training him now." Joan said to Tracy looking at John. "Will it be long to train him for all my toilet needs?" Tracy asked Joan. I asked the same question to my friend and she said: in about a week a good slave should be able to cope with it maybe sooner if he practiced often.
Diana was also naked and she had her legs wrapped around his waist and her hands gripped his shoulders. As I looked closely I could see that Diana held a string in her hand, later I realized it was looped around the base of Seth's penis and served as a cock ring. I couldn't stop myself from saying "I love you Mistress Diana." "I know you do." She responded with a softened even kindly tone. As I moved to her legs Diana handed me a razor and without a word I grabbed the can of shaving cream. She placed her left foot on my shoulder as I rinsed her right leg with the hand held shower.
Moaning into his mouth, Alice moved her hips so as to fuck Aidan’s hand, pulling back slightly from his lips she whispered, “Twist it, slightly, fuck me harder.” As Aidan moved his hand to Alice ’s wishes, she continued kissing him while her hand massaged his thick cock. She moved slightly as the position prevented her from moving too much, but her moans and screams continued as she would randomly say, “Yes, it feels so good, don’t stop, and Fuck.” As she orgasmed, Alice ’s muscles pushed on Aidan’s hand and dick, trying to force one or both out.
Tonight, Jacques Marcelin, known throughout the BDSM world as The Black Bull was experimenting with his submissive side and Mistress Nadege was happy to do the honors. Nadege had herself some fun at the party, bending a heavily muscled, red-haired White guy named Leif Hans from Sweden and stuffing his ass with her strap-on dildo. The Black Bull caught Mistress Nadege's eyes, and not just because they were the only people of African descent at the BDSM/swingers party. As she fucked the White man from Sweden with her strap-on dildo, Mistress Nadege was aware of the crowd of twenty or so White men and White women watching her. Grinning, she asked Jacques if he fantasized about having a Black woman fuck him with a dildo when he jerked off.
If you want it come and get it, I said, stroking my long and thick Black cock while looking at Amina, my gorgeous new wife. How can a guy like me be expected to survive in the City of Mogadishu, where the Somali people actually live according to the doctrines of Sharia Law? The difference between Somalis living in Somalia and the great diaspora found in Canada, America and the United Kingdom is like night and day. I've fucked a lot of men's asses and a handful of women's but Amina's asshole was in a class by itself. A Muslim woman who accepts me as a bisexual man and is willing to try all kinds of things in the bedroom to make me happy.
I started to take my clothes out and Helena smiled when she saw my hard erection: “You are a fucking pervert, my little Victor…such a horny bitch…” It was the giant sized red rubber cock strapped into her black harness that pulled my eyes from her perfect round firm breasts, full hips and slim waist. Our eyes met in the mirror and she smiled at the look on my face as she held her hand still, her finger deep inside me. And with that Tamara pushed the hard rubber cock harness deep into my ass and our hips slammed into each other violently…
"How do I use him if I need to pee?" Tina was asking Tracy as she took off her panties. "Slave come with me on all four." Tracy ordered going to their bedroom followed by Tina. I read that he should eat at least once a day he needs proteins with his vitamins he should stay reasonably healthy." Tracy answered Tina. Why waste good food on a slave?" Tracy told Tina. "Start eating I said or I will whip you until the skin on your back is raw." Tracy threatened him. I want this bowl spotless." Tracy ordered in a stern voice pushing his head down with the whip. "His tongue feels nice." Tina said starting to enjoy his ministrations.
If I’m back before all your clothes are off, you’ll suffer.” I marched out of the room with my new garment in hand, leaving Henry to scramble with his suit. Henry gave me a look, and then scampered over to his briefcase from which he retrieved a bottle of spray-on latex polish and a buffing cloth. I think you’ll be safe, Jacqueline.” It wasn’t my well-being I was worried about, but Henry didn’t need to know that. I draped my right arm over his shoulder, letting him run the cloth and his hands over the surface of the dress. I pulled my hand back and then rubbed his cum all over the front of my dress, leaving smudges and streaks on the just-polished latex.
He decides to pull out and does so with a two consecutive “blurps.” His left hand reaches up to twizzle the sticky white nipple on her left breast and his right hand coils over her thigh to hold her ass down on his face. The movement of his chocolate lips, revealing, in contrast, neon white teeth, sends her into paroxysms of laughter, Ruby rolls to her right on all fours facing the other direction and then turns like a brown bear on trout to lumber over his body and stare down at her prey. Still holding the bottle in her left hand, she slides forward so that her breasts drag up his belly until she is staring him right in the face.