Erotic Fetish stories
A large collection of fetisch short stories covering everything from pantyhoses to feet and more.
I took some time to consider the possibilities, the last thing I want to do is, jump to some paranoid conclusion and start making unjust accusations. Like, "What the fuck is going on here?" "Did I just walk in on something I was not supposed to see?" " Who is paying for all these fucking batteries!!?" So I wanted to be open and face this issue together, to best come to a solution and an understanding. To which she replies, "Daddy I need to be fucked." So I asked how she wanted to be fucked. Because as you know I love her, and I want her to be fucked proper.
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. "Do you know what Anna and Friedrich are talking about?" She shifted in her chair seductively and began to run her fingers across my hand. I already know you love piss, but was there any other waste the people were having sex in?" Her finger stopped at the top of my lip and Olivia lifted her eyes to mine, waiting for my reply. Grabbing hold of my wrist with both hands, Olivia's eyes went wide as she began to fuck her mouth with my coated finger.
There was no doubt about it this time, several men did grab Colleen's breasts and I saw them. She brought her breasts between us and mashed them into my chest as her lips reached mine. I gulped down all the saliva Colleen surrendered to my mouth along that organ, and enjoyed every drop. Everything was driving me insane and I began struggling in Colleen's grasp. I could feel the saliva traveling down my neck, down my body, but Colleen never ceded an inch. I knew I was drunk and my head would not stop spinning unless Colleen attacked me. Ever the consummate mistress, Colleen stayed in control and kept me in hand.
Do you want me to fist that slutty-hole of yours?' She said, pulling my legs back, exposing me. 'Look at that big cock,' She said sarcastically, as she rubbed my tight balls, 'Like a peanut.' She flicked it a few times as her other hand started probing at my mancunt, her hand like a spear, as she savagely entered me. 'Look at me bitch,' She said, as held my little cock, her other arm thrusting deeper and deeper, 'Take that fist you little slut. 'Good girl,' She said, as she f***ed her fingers into my mouth and over my face, her other hand still ramming hard.
I parked my car at Sydenham station a few blocks from the side ally to the bus depot and hid my keys behind the front bumper before I set off along the road in nothing other than my cotton boxer bodysuit clutching my $40 as instructed. I got progressively more cheers, whistles and car horns as I quickly walked along the dark footpath beside the highway, quite a sight I guess in the dying light of dusk for the shoppers driving home. When I got off the train at Hawkesberry river station the video camera Lady met me and walked me down to a small aluminum boat. I was looking at the lights of the station when I felt a thin cloth hood cover the top of my head and face and two straws go up my nose.
You must repent for your sins, and that means humbling yourself." I had no choice as I had been literally whipped into submission so I followed the two Nuns on my knees, crawling behind them. This is ridiculous!" I started to protest, but was given another good whipping from behind by the younger woman until I couldn't talk anymore and was flat on my face before the feet of the older woman. I stuck out my tongue and as nasty as it tasted, this woman must have never washed her feet and walked around barefoot for years, kept going as convincingly as I could due to fear of the lashing. To this day I remain in the convent, with nary a few minutes that go by that I am not licking, sucking, or kissing Mother Superior's dirty nun feet.
Despite his impressive size, and how wonderful it felt to be filled up by him, Lucy could almost never come vaginally, so here she was again, on her hands and knees, feeling a little like she was nothing more than a warm-blooded sex-doll. When her arms were aching, when she thought she couldn’t keep up the rhythm for another minute, finally she heard him begin to grunt uncontrollably, felt his whole body convulse, his prick pulsed in her hands and suddenly she was covered in hot splashes of his cum. “So soft … so easy to listen and obey … so sleepy …” Lucy murmured, her voice meandering as she felt sleep overwhelm her once again.
I continued the massage, working her chest, arms, and then to her feet, but the room was so dark, I kept fumbling around. All of the sessions were very similar, I'd massage her upper body, head, arms, upper chest and legs and feet, however we talked a little more each time. Stef told me that she'd been on business trips out of state but was looking forward to another relaxing massage as she hadn't had a decent massage nor good nights rest since the last time I worked on her. No underwear this time, so without asking, I slid the sheet off of her, and slowly dragged my finger nails around her feet around her ankle, up the calves back and forth through the quads just millimeters away from her pussy.
Travis was about to ask when a heavy canvas bag was pulled over his head. Travis felt around her tits awkwardly and then pulled his hands away. Travis felt her working the tie around his neck loose and when it came off, he stood face to face with a woman he had never before seen. Like Tianna, she was black and Travis recognized the resemblance to Mistress Monique although she had a taller and slimmer build. When the sound of urine hitting the water in the toilet bowl stopped she stood and waited while Travis did his duty. Clean it up." She could hardly believe he was and smiled watching the boy lapping like a hungry kitten as he made his way around the circular seat.
It was my tits next, his cock was near hardness and I used that rigidity to really smack the poor girls around, laying into the vastness of my titflesh with his cock like it was a club, making the humongous boobs jiggle and ripple, swaying around my chest in wild orbits, the drool I'd left his cock coated in staining my corset-killers in straight thick paths that portrayed his huge club of a cock in glistening paint. I didn't so much slip the head inside myself as let it batter me apart, my turn to gasp as pleasure shot through me, his gargantuan girth working almost like a ram, one that let all the good sensations in once it had crashed through the tightness of me.
Jason had come to the Hallowe'en party alone, as a last resort, knowing It looked like yet another lonely night out of years pass at the sexiest red-headed girl in school, Mandy. smart girls at his school, but they dressed like bag-ladies, and their Besides, I've seen the way you look at my body, you know damn well "My god Mandy," he said, "you look delectable!" She grinned a wicked Jason felt her hand around his erect shaft, and suddenly knew that they "Relax," she said, releasing his cock for a moment, "you drive the car, Mandy stood astride his chest, looking down at him feigning a hurt "Don't you LIKE the way I'm dressed?" She ran her hands
In my country there are not the same racial problems than other countries, but some people (in special old women with a conventional way of though or envious white guys) still consider a taboo when they watch a white girl having a relationship with a black guy. Inside male though, it's ok and talk a lot about the good sex that they would be going to get. A lot of guys wished have sex with me...but I'm thinking about Axel. -Yes, he cummed again during the standing fuck...only few seconds after my orgasm. I would be so excited watching you fucking with your ex black boyfriend, that I would suck his cock if it necessary.
My ‘little cunt’ was a wonderful slave and I looked forward to our time together .As I drove home, I had visions of her full breasts, wonderfully formed body and the cute ‘slave mark’ that nestled above her sex. A vision of this willing slave doing my bidding for two uninterrupted weeks causes a slight moistening between my legs and I could not wait to get out of my work clothes and into a pair of shorts and a tee shirt, not too domme looking but nectar to a body that had been encased in a business suit for the last 10 hours at work. Watching Mistress’s face, i was transported to a place where this body seemed created from pleasure, the vibe shaking the girl’s reality as the orgasm crashed over the slave time and time again….
I couldn't help but wonder what it was like, feeling your baby kicking it's way to life inside you. If you don't, you're gonna feel my cock exploding inside you, filling you up with cum," he murmured. "Think about that cute little belly of yours swelling up as our baby grows inside you," he said earnestly, his strokes turning hard and deliberate. I couldn't help but remember what it was like, feeling your baby kicking it's way to life inside you. I didn't think I would feel this way, but now that she's inside me, I couldn't imagine life without her," I said thoughtfully, stroking the taught skin on my stomach.
They usually don't advertise their connections with a black man, but you can be sure many of them try it out and a lot of them have a really good time." He grinned at me. "Have you ever wanted to see a black man fuck your wife, Mark?" Jerome looked like a Nubian king as he stood in front of my wife, his prick lodged in her lips. He pulled it out and inserted it a couple of more times before pushing hard until his balls slapped up against Amy's asshole. For the next ten minutes I watched Jerome fuck my wife with long, fast strokes. "Jerome, are you thinking that Amy is going to fuck all these men, right here on the floor?"
That night after work I decided to go shopping, well it was more like 8:30 pm and most of the stores I was going to close at 10 pm. I knew JJ was at work so as I was finding some I was once again taking pictures and sending them to him. What I thought would look good on him and his nice firm ass was some boy short panties, he does not like them. As fate would have it JJ was still at work and I wanted to show him the panties I had purchased for him. My hands found their way up his shirt and I started to pinch his nipples as I know he enjoys it greatly.
She had kicked off her sandals at the door and was facing away from me by the counter, her left foot raised on her toes while her right foot remained flat. "You want to touch me where you've been staring all this time." She waited a few moments, apparently amused by my embarrassment, before sitting forward and looking me in the eyes. Holding her feet together, soles down, I looked at her ten toes inches from my face as I continued massaging and stroking them. Julie always kept her feet beautifully manicured, as I had noticed all those times when she sat in the sun, glistening with suntan oil, while I labored away on the pool and lawn.
Her graduation was in the form of a sex-hibition and one exhibit was a board full of erections, plaster-casts injected with silicon of all the cocks she fondled to ejaculation, I counted thirty six, and seeing them in rows and columns made my cunt wet, in fact most of the women staring at them weeped between their legs and cast envious looks in her direction, they were paraded like dongs and some of the men watching, grimaced when their molding was touched by a horny onlooker, even daddy's, which I spotted first, his nine inches stood bigger than the rest, as it was first in line, thank god there were no names attached, just the provocative heading of her many lovers through her sexual awakening, I think daddy's was around her eleventh birthday, I know mine was, with him.
Erin broke her dreamy gaze from her beau and looked at the cold waitress, "Yes, in fact, this little boy had no idea what was on your wine list tonight. Alex quickly went down into the chilled wine cellar, going through the rows of bottles and taking an extraordinarily long time to find the exact vintage that Brock had ordered. Alex just swallowed and nodded, "Yes, Miss, of course." Erin released his cock so that he could pay attention to his other customer. It only took him a moment to realize that it was attached to Miss Evans, whose eyes showed a hunger that may not be able to wait until dinner was served to Alex's personal guests.
I was crowned, 'Rear of the Year', on many occasions, and off course could not wait to get my clothes off to give the pervs an eyeful, only without the bikini bottoms, going 'Au Natural', knowing they were hard and thinking about me as they did the dirty, encouraged me to show more of everything, regardless of how crudely I put it on show, it was only a short time before the men would come down from the bushes and sample the warmth of my inner anus, I loved my ass as a sex symbol and it turned me on, they loved my ass as a human condom, fucking it and filling it, as s****rs we made a pair with speciality body parts, soon mummies twenty men record became a thing of the past, as both daughters entertained large groups, I smile as I think back, 'The good old days'.
He’d asked how she felt about that and she’d replied, “I like it much better than him sulking and feeling distanced for days.” You make a living to support us," Kelsey said and stopped to think wanting to add all of the things she could feel but had a hard time explaining. "Kelsey, look me in the eyes and tell me you are happy about your behavior the past couple of weeks," Nick instructed. You can think about ‘how’ you’re going to be spanked until time." Nick told her with a level voice. She stomped her right foot, took a deep breath thinking she’d tell him to go and take a hike, that this wasn’t cute or fun, then noticed the look on his face and pivoted quickly.
I am in my late twenties, tall, long legs, big full lips, green eyes, blond hair down to my gorgeous round ass, and some nice C cup tits, and I have lots of money. Barely entering and turning it slowly, then not moving it at all and pulling it out to look at the next photo, resisting the urge to pound my pussy with the phallus, still teasing until I was sweating all over and leaving a nice big puddle on my chair. I slowly got off my chair and knelt down in front of him and started softly kissing his manhood gently tracing my tongue until it stood at attention.
The car weaved its way along the remote country road, slowing almost to a crawl at every bend because of the thick covering of snow and ice. A low evening sun cast long shadows from the trees bordering each side the road and ice crystals sparkled in the still, sharp air as the roar of the car’s engine dislodged powder snow mini-avalanches from the laden branches. By this time, it had started to snow, a steady flurry of light flakes which blew directly against her body and stuck to her skin before quickly melting into freezing droplets. Sarah waded knee-deep across the stream, feeling her way carefully with her frozen feet, the driving snow still stinging her body.
Monica, the wife of my best friend Grant, had her hand inside the slit of her skirt, and was slowly rubbing the mound of her pussy through her panties while she stared at my bound, naked body. Monica bent him forward, pressing his broad shoulders to the floor, and then surprised me when, instead of lubricating her finger with her husband's precum, she reached for the dripping head of my cock. Then, while Kim pressed the opening of my penis firmly against that of my friend, Monica slid Grant's foreskin slowly up his shaft until it not only covered his glans, but also engulfed the head of my cock.