Erotic Fetish stories
A large collection of fetisch short stories covering everything from pantyhoses to feet and more.
"Plus if you want some real fun check out the video booths in back." She said with a big grin. The clerk said "They had booths with video screens, you put money in the machine and there are a hundred and fifty movies to choose from." I headed outside grabbed a cig and pulled the smoke in while pondering the situation. The moans coming from behind the wall increased and I got a load of cum in my mouth and even a couple shots in the face. I handed her a hundred dollar bill and asked "Would you grab me a big Jack Daniels, some pineapple rum, and whatever you want?"
My wife stood up and introduced me to Thomas, she said he was joining us for dinner. Just then we heard the toilet flush so she dropped the hem down and brushed the front of her dress .Thomas came back in and took my wife's hand, shall we go he asked? As the valet was handing me a claim ticket he was looking at my sexy white wife arm and arm with her tall black date. As my wife got into the back seat of the car she gave the valet a good look at her legs including a stocking top. I jerked off while my wife and Thomas had sex in our room again with the door closed and locked.
At first she only applied light pressure, but as she got hornier she finally thrust a hand inside her panties, teasing her fingers between the silken lips of her slippery pussy. Her fingers increased their pace as she mentally panned down his flat stomach and hips, to the prize between his legs- A surprised sound made her eyes pop open, and her lips parted in shock as she saw the star of her private fantasy standing in the entrance to the gazebo. Nate pulled back to nuzzle her neck, pushing her panties down and rubbing an exploratory hand up between her legs.
I'm a six-foot-tall, light-skinned young Black woman living in the town of Randolph, Massachusetts. If a White guy from Boston, Massachusetts, went to live in Europe, he'd be welcome among them. Speaking of reconnecting, right now I'm dating this really hot Senegalese brother named Madiop Amadou. One thing I like about many young African men is that they're really motivated to get their college and university degrees, unlike so many of the lazy Black guys we have here in the United States of America. I work for the Boston Metropolitan District Attorney's Office or B.M.D.A. As for my Madiop, he loves his new job. And it most definitely lives on in Randolph, where an African-American sister of Irish and Jamaican descent got herself a handsome, educated African man from Senegal.
Claudia knew her contractual obligations required her to also serve Master Robert and she had every intention to do so, with impetus and enthusiasm, but only because she wanted to please Mistress Eva. Mistress Eva took the honors of unchaining and towing her toilet slave up the stairs to the other bathroom which Claudia recognized from last time she visited. "Not before a bit of throat practice though," interrupted Master Robert as he unearthed his generous phallus and drove it into the girl's mouth; thrusting violently with a firm grip on the back of her head. Master Robert kept her head impaled on his cock until she began gagging and he released accordingly; as if he knew when Claudia was about to vomit.
Yes, my macho stud, tonight you're my little bitch, I thought as I shoved the strap-on dildo up his ass. I was dominating the hell out of a certain Somali guy named Khalid Hussein, and he was kind of busy moaning. I stopped jerking Khalid's cock for a moment, and gently stroked his face. I resumed fucking Khalid's ass with my strap-on dildo, pulling it out a bit and adding more lubricant because, well, I needed it. I wanted to intensify things a bit, because there's a lot more to female domination than just fucking a guy up his ass with a strap-on dildo. Khalid gasped in shock as I began whipping his chest, his arms and legs, and even his face with his own damn belt.
As time for college acceptance letters came due, she worried a bit. She’d applied to Georgetown, of course, and the University of Notre Dame (which her parents were a little more pleased about, since it was in-state) as well as Brown University. She had about six places she was waiting on, but her heart was in Georgetown already, and she didn’t know if she’d get there. She’d given it some thought, and she really didn’t want to be with him anymore. They came from different backgrounds, and she normally stayed away from guys like him, but if nothing else, she realized that good people and brilliance come from places you’d least expect it.
Guy's new girlfriend, Mindy, was serving cheese and crackers while Lillian, Shelly, Fuschia, Maria, Srinivas, Eric, Gamila, Al, Chin, Sue, and Eileen played Trivial Pursuit in the living room. Lucian, Lakeisha, and Neha stood admiring Guy's latest artistic creation: a life-sized nude girl, painstakingly painted in natural skin tones, sitting in a sultry pose on a black cube with her legs spread provocatively with her elbow resting on her knee and resting her chin in her hand. The pipe that Lucian pointed at continued from the bottom of the garbage disposal unit mounted on the ceiling directly under the toilet, and passed through a partially constructed false wall of fresh, new concrete blocks that formed a small room at the end of the basement.
I bet you did, making him think you were a naughty girl last night,” Master said looking down at me smiling. I pulled my mouth off of Doug’s cock and held it in my hand as I turned to look at Ashley. “If you want to be like him, you have to stop dressing like a Jersey Boy,” Ashley said pulling away from my mouth. “Your ass is so perfect, I don’t know whether to be jealous or excited,” I said looking directly at Doug. Ashley sat up from the floor and kissed my bare pussy as she looked up into my eyes, taking the bag from my hand.
"Yes, a very surprising development." Jared's voice was like the voice of doom behind her, deep and amused, but to her ears foreboding and ominous, "You see, Violet came here last night a little before midnight and asked me to help her complete a fifth task." Not long afterwards her tears and moans were heading straight into Violet's pussy, she was eating her friend out as Jared paddled her ass from behind. She wasn't even really paying attention to eating Violet out anymore, her ass hurt so much, but it didn't seem like her friend noticed too much, she was soon rubbing her pussy all over Danielle's mouth and nose as she came.
The worst thing about everything that was happening was that I was an 18-year-old high school girl but my English teacher still sent notes home to my mother. I had asked Miss Steele why she still insisted on doing that and she responded, "Allison, so long as you behave like a younger girl and act up in class, I will treat you as I would a middle-schooler and send behavior reports home." This led me to wonder incredibly hard what the English teacher had said that riled my mother so much when it came time for her to discipline me at home for what the note reported.
“This is it,” Ray thought, admiring rich brown coffee dripping majestically into the pot. Ray slid his boxers off and grabbed the coffee pot. The customer bit into her cookie and Ray went back into the kitchen, grinning like a maniac. Ray did his chores automatically, fantasising about the hot coffee on his cock and the lady who later drank that coffee. Ray immediately felt his cock harden at the mere thought. “You stuck your cock in my coffee, you fucking asshole.” Of course, it was her. “Well, fuck you.” Ray heard the noise of a slamming door and muffled footsteps as the lady was leaving. But Ray didn’t give a single fuck about the humiliation.
She was lying motionless on the bed, her good eye fixed pensively on the ceiling. “Do you feel embarrassed about the way I look now?” she asked. She gave me a weak smile and continued to examine the ceiling with her good eye. “Could you please bring me a glass of water?” she said. Her body felt limp and surprisingly tender in my arms as I lifted her into sitting position. “No, I just want to fuck you,” I said nervously. “Do you want to know what happened to me?” she asked. “Why are you torturing yourself like that?” I asked,” You must stop thinking about the past!” “You want to scare me or what?” I said merrily.
The application required clear descriptions of acts which I would NOT do; Mistress Angela does not believe in the use of “safe” words. My buttocks rest on the edge of the table, allowing Mistress Angela complete access to my cock, balls and anus. Occasionally Mistress Angela will leave me bound on the table all day when she is out running errands, and the tube allows me to relieve my bladder in her absence. Mistress Angela designed and required this table to specifically use me for her entertainment and very often her own pleasures, while she satisfies my need to be dominated. In the past Mistress Angela has allowed me to tongue fuck her juicy pussy and lap at her wetness while she jerked me off.
Martin released her at this point and Traci shot to the surface gasping - although with a grin on her face as she turned to grab at her brother. After they released him and he kicked back to the surface, Martin's frenzied gasp for air echoed round the pool area. Towards the end of Martin's second long dunking, I felt hands clamp on my shoulders and only had time for a quick breath before I too was plunged underwater. At nearly a minute and thirty seconds the surface foamed with bubbles as Traci was obviously at her utmost limit and was losing her lungful of air in an enormous column of bubbles.
His eyes flashed red as he watched the woman leaving the Tavern of the Nine Bells with another Lady of the night. After a few minutes, he saw the black haired Lady and the red head split and followed the blacked haired one down a dark alley, perfect choice, he thought to himself. Suddenly he realized why he was feeling worried as he watched the man bring up a sharp knife and slash the throat of the Lady. I noticed we had a guest this evening, and when I came to inquire about the length of her stay you were so entrenched in your ledgers, I had to ask,” The man had a sly smile on his face, damn him, thought Darien.
As they departed, Janet took her aside and said quietly, "I really am glad you can come on board so quickly because we specialize in getting things into production and distribution amazingly quickly—even if someone else gets wind of our plans." Eleanor told her in reply that she too liked to get right at something and was appreciative of how she had been treated by Janet and the others. "As you wish, Eleanor," Valerie said, calmly, "and you are right that even if it is as good as I imagine it must be, they have been fair to you in advance so I would feel the same way about the deal, to the extent of my knowledge, of course."
Anne was right at the edge, and did what she normally would to push herself over the limit and into an earth shattering orgasm - she took the object in her hand - her own son wrapped in her dirty panties - and shoved him up against her puckering brown asshole head first. The shitty cum-drenched cloth of his own mother's dirty panties were plastered up into to Luke's face, and he began to thrash and struggle for breath as he was essentially water-boarded with his head up inside Anne's asshole. As he began to thrash, Luke heard a guttural moan and squeal of pleasure reverberating through the walls of his Mother's sphincter, which began to spasm uncontrollably around him - battering him from all sides as Anne came to a roaring climax with her tiny son's head rammed into the epicentre her voluptuous ass.
He loved to spank her, to watch her ass redden and flex beneath his hand, the sound of her moans and watching her body writhe as he brutalized her bottom. Brooke shuddered and writhed, her ass dancing in front of him as she tried to slam her body back onto his cock, yet evade his punishing hand at the same time. He no longer needed to spank her with his hand, his body did it for him as his hips moved away and then thrust forward hard, over and over, slapping into her brutalized flesh as he penetrated deeper and deeper inside of her.
"No, Miss Heath," I managed to answer as I stood there, trying not to show the tell-tale motions of a girl who now was becoming close to desperation in my need. "Well," I answered, gaining confidence and feeling that the problem was under control at least for now if I tried to concentrate on the class discussion, "we do know from Joyce's letters that he had an inordinate interest in those kinds of things." The demure, severe-smiling teacher put her hand around my shoulder and letting her own auburn hair flip past my face, said very quietly, "Come with me so we can take care of your little problem."
White knee-high socks and black Mary-Jane shoes make him the perfect sexy school-girl. Louise opens the door looking ravishing in her red, satin blouse and tight, black leather trousers. This is obviously the same Belinda he has known from years ago, last seeing her at Louise’s wedding evening reception. “A lovely color purple, Caitlin looked like a princess didn't she Alan? Mummy Belinda puts a blonde, little-girls wig on his head with a pink bow. Belinda sits close to her friend so that both mummies have full access to their new foster-daughter. Louise strokes the front of his dress while Belinda inspects his mobile. Louise places her hand over his mouth making sure he feels the warmth of Belinda’s snotty substance.
I grab your whole breast in my hand and squeeze hard as your breathing gets faster and faster and the rubbing gets harder and harder and I arch my pelvis upwards, pushing my mound against you, tensing my muscles to press as hard as I can and then you orgasm and I feel you trembling and shaking as it rips through your body like an electric shock and you collapse on top of me and I put my arms around you and hold you so tight and put my mouth against yours and kiss you and kiss you and kiss you until your climax ends.
Ohh that one realy stinks dear,its because of all the bacon and extra cheese your wife gave me for dinner said Sheena with a smile on her face while farting with my dik in her mouth. Renne hardly completes a 69 without farting in my mouth and moreover i always wanted to know how your farts sounded and smelled like said Rob while licking his aunt's fart box. Sheena was the one who influenced renne to develop a fart fetish. Rob had once seen Sheena rubbing herself in the toilet.He accidentaly entered the toilet without knowing that his aunt is in there. Hope you loved what you saw Rob she said. But renne has not been to the toilet today aunt said rob.
When I finished, I lay down on the bed and she got on top of me and started pissing on my face, as I opened my mouth, she filled it with hot, salty, piss, then crawled down and continued pissing on my body and my cock and balls. That was one time that a shared shower was really great and when we were finished with it, It was back to the bed for some more fucking as we were really turned on with our water sports session I leaned against the bed and she spread her legs in from of me, so her cunt was real close to my mouth and I had just opened it when she gave me a burst of hot, salty piss, filling my mouth to over flowing before I could start swallowing.