Erotic Fetish stories
A large collection of fetisch short stories covering everything from pantyhoses to feet and more.
Soula caught sight of me by the pool, and gave me a strange, almost guilty look as she stared for a moment, before joining her new friends in the reception as they prepared to go off on a day trip together. A day later, as the sun famously dipped below the ocean at Oia, the soft white curtains billowed in the open windows of her hotel room, and Soula, clad only in her bikini top, gently rubbed her clit through her thick, unshaved bush, staring intently at us as Yiannis loomed over my naked body. I looked across at Soula, who was staring directly at me, her left hand pinching and twisting her nipples, her right hand with three fingers buried deeply in her pussy, and furiously working them in and out of her dripping snatch.
He said confidently as he walked up to me, gripped the hair on the back of my head & tilted my face to his, his other hand reached up & gripped my jaw & a little of my throat tightly making me gasp. I walked up & leaned over to kiss her, her hands reaching up & gripping my neck, choking me a little as we kissed, then she pushed me away, still holding my neck, took a long drag & pulled me down to her cock! She climbed in with me & started to roughly kiss again, her hands pulling my hair, gripping my throat, pinching my nipples, then her hand traveled down to my cock where I spread my legs, she gently squeezed my balls & shaft with one hand, then smack!
I had researched it, thought about and decided that I wanted my clit hood pierced. "No, it feels really good," I looked straight into his eyes as I spoke, and I was sure I saw a smile as he dipped his head to carry on checking my clit. "There are just a few more things I want to check." I was definitely sure I saw a smile this time. As his hand reached the top of my leg, his hand moved over my mound, his palm gently brushing my clit, and moving the piercing ever so slightly. I had this gorgeous guy between my legs, appreciatively ogling my body, and a sensitive clit piercing as the cherry on top!
"Only if Joel can put it on for you," I say gently, watching as you curl your shoulders forward, this is your tell that lets me know you are about to submit to my direction. "Joel, stand up, please." I guide him to rest his legs on the edge of the bed so his dick is within reach of your hand. "Joel, let me help you onto the bed so Dwain can get a real good look at you. I don't think he has ever seen an uncut one up close." Joel stands and I guide him, watching your face for signs that this is too much for you. You are rocking your ass down to shift the dildo and then swaying up to try to touch Joel's back, but he is not close enough.
I began to lick and suck her toes on her left foot as she again inserted the middle bulb of the Trigasm into her pussy, turned on the Magic Wand, and forced it hard against her clit and ass to take full advantage of all three prongs of pleasure. I began slowly swirling my tongue around the ring of her asshole, slipping it just under the back prong of the Trigasm, which she had pulled away from her ass as she rocked it forward to force it hard against her clit. I slipped off the pumps feeling the coolness of the air on my toes as they were freed from the leather and slid off my skirt, blouse, and control panty.
I slowly pull my fingers out of your pussy and let you lay there for a moment. You feel the tip of my cock rub up and down your wet pussy lips, parting them slightly my cock slowly eases into you a little. My thrusts start to become quicker as I build up to cum, Your head starts to bob to your hair-pulling and you start to feel a climax welling up ready to explode. I feel myself wanting to cum and I pull my cock out of your wet pussy. It starts to run slowly down your legs and mixes with your pussy juices already on your legs and bed.
Tommy tried to look at Edith's face but her swinging foot and shapely legs and thighs kept distracting him. Tommy stared at her naked feet, painted toes, and then up her sexy legs to her tiny bikini panties which barely covered her pussy lips. All he knew was that he wanted to take Monica's foot in his hands and kiss and lick and suck on it and then her pussy. She had anticipated spending time getting Tommy to reveal his compulsion and to get him where she wanted him, his head between her thighs, after a suitable period of foot and shoe worshiping, of course. Tommy would at the beginning of the\tutoring session recite his lesson for the day and then he would love her feet and pussy until the hour was over.
First he read "Alyssa's Confession" after a few paragraphs into the story his cock became aroused, and by end of the third chapter his prick was beat red, and his balls burned. Tammy knelt down beside the couch and began to gently lick her mothers foot; beginning at her heel, dragging her tongue over her soles. The detective stroked his cock while watching Tammy eating out her mother's pussy. Alyssa smiled at her daughter then opened her mouth and swallowed the detectives entire cock in one complete motion. The Detective stroked his cock like a mad man as he watched Tammy squatting over her mothers face.
Inside the envelope are a small metal ball that looks like a large marble but heavier and a 12" wooden ruler. When I left the bathroom, my nipples were burning and standing at attention and my clit was throbbing delightfully with the pressure and a little pain from being sore. By the time it was 5:00, my ass was burning and sore and so tender that the fabric of my pants rubbing my cheeks as I walked made me wince in pain. Of course I was told to wear the clit clamp and band my nipples for the walk home. I got home before Matt did and took everything off, as the clit clamp came off, the ball fell out.
"Here we are, Miss Carpenter," the other woman announced as she opened the door, holding it for Carrie to walk through. In the next room, which was at the back of the beauty parlor, Betty Lou pulled a paper gown from a drawer and handed it to Carrie. Looking at her reflection, her long hair flowing over her shoulders, Carrie decided the dress could have been worse. Feeling quite innocuous in her appearance, she followed Mary Cavendish back to the Podash Hair Salon. Smiling, Carrie thought it odd that Betty Lou knew just how she liked things done. "Look how sweet she appears now, Mary!" Betty Lou called out to the other woman.
Whether it was seeing a small peek at a pair of panties peeking out of her jeans when she bent over or a peek down a loose top and see the outline of her bra filled with her breast was always a pleasure but the best was getting the ability to look in her drawer or laundry basket and see and feel what not every guy knew she wore. Since she liked taking a morning shower that pair of cute pink, cotton bikini panties that were laying with her jeans and her t-shirt that she had wore the day before had to be the ones laying on the floor and that was the first thing I grabbed to smell her pussy.
I know Chris is gone and you don't have Joey so I don't know why you even called me here." Before I could walk past her to get to the front door, she stood and grabbed a handful of my hair, yanking my head back and causing me to yelp. She lifted her left leg and threw it over my shoulder and I couldn't help but stick my tongue out and run it over the black lace pantie that covered her sweet pussy. She then kicked my legs further apart and began rubbing the fat head of the black cock over my swollen pussy lips. Thinking you can fuck my man and I wouldn't know." She said between grunts, her hips pushing the large cock deeper and harder.
She was going to accept my authority as the mother and forget this stupid idea of getting a puppy whether she liked it or not. I didn't know where this was leading but she was obviously aiming to finally take my place as head of this house...second button....she was testing me, seeing if I'd submit....third button...I had to stop this and preserve my position as mother....fourth button....before all was lost. In another brief moment my dress had completely fallen to the floor and I know stood embarrassingly in my bra and panties before my daughter as she defiantly looked me in the eyes. I think its time to give my doggy a good washing." She reached behind me, unclasped my bra, and allowed it to fall to the floor, my breasts popping free and swaying beneath me.
Diana lifted her head up to look me in the eyes, "I will gladly accept as many babies as you wish to give me," She said. I reached out and put my hand on top of her head, then stroked her hair softly, "Good girl," I said, "now get up on the table and let's see how much milk you can produce. As I continued pumping my cock in and out of her, I wondered how her pussy would feel to me after Diana had her baby. Diana's ass squirmed against her restraints as I pushed the head of my cock into her tight ass and pulled it back slightly in order to get more lubrication where it was needed.
Gladys wanted to say something but turned her head when she heard one of the mirror walls open in the form of a door and she and the others saw three gorgeous black hulks enter the room. This was her first time assigned to be on submissive call to Master Odum—he changed his serving couples as often as he wanted—and like every other woman in the resort, they provided plenty of gossip regarding whom Master Odum was fucking whenever, his cock size and especially their wish to be the next slave to pleasure him whenever he demanded. He watched Master Odum turn his wife every which way on the bed like he couldn't get enough of fucking her from one position.
My parents had lived in a Insula (flat) but on the second floor and my father had was reasonably well paid and I had been born during the year of Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus II and Lucius Calpurnius Piso (57 AD) and after my birth my parents had had two daughters Bella who was eight when my story starts and Pulchra (also means pretty) who was then six. Gaius Fonteius Capito my domina's husband who had been born during the year of Marcus Vinicius I and Lucius Cassius Longinus (30 AD) had reached the rank of Praetor under Nero and had been with his father in Lower Germany but avoided death during the rule of Galba and had supported then Vespasian.
We left our clothes at the entrance as a sign for Kim. Inside Olivia was giving me a tour and had just finished with me in the 'Flogging' room-- where using the tools of the trade I confessed my love of cock and anal sex. We went to watch their action but took the long route and came across a torrid scene with Master, Madame and Nicole; leaving us hot and in need. Please join us in our booth." The two women broke from their embrace and reached out to us; Nicole extending a hand to Keith and Madame's hand to me. Olivia took me by the hand and asked if I would stay with her for the rest of the evening telling me it was going to be very special.
She had also studied the elegant ladies in pearls and mink stoles, long gloves and cigarettes, and how powerful gentlemen men dressed like James Bond would reach forward with their lighters eagerly. "I am sixty odd years old Sergei" Lydia Keith said laughing," I am pretty much rapidly in decay..." Lydia Keith stubbed out her cigarette in the ashtray and took Sergei's cigar. Sergei moaned as she took his belt from his jeans, and snapped it loudly between her leather gloved hands, cigar this time between her teeth. Now Sergei Smilov, Ukranian International footballer held her aloft, and she writhed on the monster inside her, holding her cigarette aloft and wriggling it suggestively in her leather gloved fingers as he pumped her with all his strength.
The girls looked at each other and smiled and then said that I should go and visit the local Vicar they explained that he was well schooled in how to handle young women’s problems and that they visited him regularly but would not say anything else only that they would gladly make an appointment for me, explain my situation and break the ice so to speak. The time came to go to see the Vicar and as I road my bike to the church the pressure of my pussy on the seat of the bike was making me very wet and I thought oh great if he sees a soaking wet bicycle seat he is going to think I am a slut.
" Monty thought a moment, then replied, "You mean like milking a cow....massaging your breasts like that?" "Yes, it feels the same way, except with milk coming out of them." I was enjoying the sensation of nurturing Mikey and having Monty watching. I couldn't help but begin a slow milking motion on my breasts and I could feel the liquid gathering up in my nipples until a few small drops emerged. You don't seem to have any problem with showing off your boobs to me, I'd be happy just to see them up and close....maybe let me feel them or have a quick suck or two." Monty leaned back on the couch and smiled as he watched the movie.
"I really admire you and Jenny for how you worked things out," Annabelle said, leaning her butt slightly against the kitchen bench, glass in hand. We're both doing really well at staying friends and it's working better than we expected," I replied, looking at Annabelle's dark eyes. At last the kid said he was going to play in the sandpit and Annabelle ruffled his hair and smiled. "I'm going to take this little guy home for a sleep," I said to Annabelle, while Max wriggled in my arms. "Listen, I've got some things I want to do tomorrow afternoon, so you don't mind if Richard takes both boys, do you?" Annabelle asked down the phone. "Looks good," Annabelle said, as I poured two glasses.
I know how it feels, my darlings. Oh, I wished I could stay there forever. Her cunt, offered with so much love tastes like waxed paper to you. You want to be my slave, darling? While your girlfriend kisses you, while your wife's fingers travel up your spine. Look at me, my darling cock whore. Let me watch you hurt her just enough for her to open her eyes. Your mouth opening to her tongue, now no longer sweet and tender, but rough and demanding. Even as your own cock is getting thicker, touching your wife all inside her cunt, she sees me. I love how tight you still are, my darling. "I want to be your whore, my darling."
Steph's phone beeped and after she read the message, she started looking around, trying to see where Dave was. She felt the panty slide back over her pussy and then Dave started to use his palm to fuck the vibrator deep into her. He pulled the pussy cream coated vibrator out of her cunt and slowly worked it into her ass. Dave started to fuck her ass with the other vibrator and Stephanie clutched at the bedsheet as both her orifices were stimulated. Dave grabbed hold of the belt around her waste and with one hard action, he pulled her ass back swiftly against his cock. Her body shook in orgasm and no sooner had her pussy stopped spasming than Dave started to fuck her hard again.
Abercrombie's heavily muscled arms coiled loosely around her midriff; his wide chest almost a winged chair for Paz' back. Deep into their sexual comfort, or after Paz took Abercrombie into her trust, he told her about another woman he knew who also placed propriety in its correct context then used her wiles and tools to advance. Despite initially excising snippets or whole swaths of Marianne's rise, the German nonetheless intrigued Paz. She found favor in another woman knowing her travails. Unlike the clientele she formerly entertained, who regarded her as a flesh-and-blood trifle, or the men who controlled those establishments who treated her as exploitable meat, and Abercrombie who ultimately respected her, Olgun would be hers to adore or abuse as she wished.