Erotic Fetish stories
A large collection of fetisch short stories covering everything from pantyhoses to feet and more.
Now that you’re back, I think it’s time we did something about that little tiny – it’s too small to call it a cock, don’t you agree? I guess just thinking about it makes your little dicklet stick out. I’m a little horny, and we both know you can’t help that, can you? Your pathetic little tongue isn’t any better than your dicklet. Like I said, two – maybe three fingers at most, because it’s so little. I think they’d like to see the little bunny tail peeking out beneath the ruffles. Until then, you can keep quiet, like a nice little sissy boy. You know I don’t mean to really hurt you, and sometimes, I get a little carried away.
George had a fetish for stockings and feet. I looked like a Barbie doll and George loved to play with me. George licked my stocking toes on my left foot and then on my right foot. George sat on the bed and pushed his toes up inside of my pussy. George fucked my pussy in and out with his foot. George moved to the bed and got on top of me. George pulled his pretty panties down his legs. I opened my legs wide and George moved his tongue up and down and all around over my pussy. He pushed his cock into my pussy and fucked me on the bed. George let out a scream and came inside of my pussy.
And as the sofa was about two feet high, my legs were hanging a few inches above the floor, while her knees were slightly above our sitting position, and her massive thighs were taking up all the space under the table. On return, before I had a chance to think where to sit, Megan grabbed me and placed me onto her lap, my legs between those monstrous thighs, firmly pressing me into her body, her breast into my chest, and planted a big kiss on my lips. I didn't even notice the sound of his ribs cracking, I loved the way my huge thighs surrounded his body, and I loved it even more when I placed his tiny head against my sex.
Nick dropped his gaze to her stomach and silently sucked in his breath. Georgina gently pulled Nick towards her, pressing his head to her chest. Nick moved his lips to kiss the rounded curvature of her breast, then her areola. Nick silently kissed his way down her belly to her protruding navel. Georgina breathed softly, her round orb moving up and down as Nick listened to the baby's heartbeat. She placed Nick's hand on her belly, slid it up to her breast, then sucked gently on his middle finger. Nick looked at her expectantly while she softly stroked his cheek. After sniffing and brushing his nose again, Nick wandered to his bed and plopped onto his back, hands behind his head.
"And Mr. Phillips, you will find out if you care to challenge me in future that there are more painful punishments in store for you even than having nettles in your shorts." She did not see Larry Stoddard send a knowing wink to Henry Aslund in case the latter had not noted the special disdain their Duty Mistress had shown for this First Former, for whom they also had scant respect. "That means an extra, boy," Linda responded, and drew the cane back to fire a stinging stroke that crossed the others and clearly left the recipient in severe pain.
Then something caught my ear; Maria said that she had been watching the Aqua Channel late at night and she was turned on by a commercial on a product that you poured in the bath to make the water slippery and sensuous to the skin. "Ohhhhh", she said, "This is great, and it feels like silk on my skin!" Kara (that's my girl) had shaved her pussy and her labia's were very sexy! After a brief time (I estimate fewer than 45 seconds of bubbling), Maria reached into the water and took Kara by the head and pulled her to the surface.
I would go over when Gary was alone, he'd have me dress up in the schoolgirl outfit, skirt blouse, panties and ankle socks. We flicked through the catalogue together, commenting on the clothes, Gary would say how he thought I'd look good in certain outfits, making me blush, and i would choose ones that he should buy me. I sat on the bed as he picked through the knickers, "don't mess them up too much Gary" I said "she'll know we've been looking" "now drink up" he said "you need to get used to the taste of cum honey....coz you'll be sucking my cock every day from now on....otherwise everyone will get to see those polaroids!"
We’ve been laughing and holding hands and playing footsie under the table and I don’t want to stop looking at you. Thank god, I can feel the train slowing; it’s getting close to our stop. I’ve got my eyes shut, blocking out everything but the sense of relief, and I’m only half aware of a sharp intake of breath and a rising chorus of mutterings: “Oh my god,” “how disgusting,” “look at the state of her,” “she can’t even stand up she’s so drunk.” You push your hand up under my t-shirt and inside my bra, squeezing my breast roughly, your orgasm coming as the flow of pee stops.
A young Black woman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. You might wonder what an African-American gal from the racially diverse big American City of Detroit is doing in an uptight, boring little place like the Canadian City of Ottawa. I left a White guy at the altar, and it's not the sort of thing that White men can forgive a Black woman. In a dull world like the City of Ottawa, a self-respecting and self-loving Black sister like myself must make her own fun. Truth be told, I was kind of nervous about dominating a sexy Black male like Mr. Sykes. I decided to take charge like the dominant mistress I was supposed to be and dominate Matthew Sykes as I would any other submissive who came into my care.
"Come on honey, I'm watching something right now." Bryan said, pointing the remote around me and at the TV as if he could somehow zap me and make me move as easily as he could change the channel. Bryan's back was still turned, while he was drying the dishes and placing them in the cabinet like a good little husband. He tried to turn around, but I pulled his cock up and away, making him stand on his tip-toes leaning over the counter. As I placed the head of the cock against his ass, I felt the moisture gushing from my sex like a fountain. I looked at him there with his eyes closed, his body in such a vulnerable position on the counter, and slid into him with long hard stroke knowing he was mine.
Rachael was able to pull her knees up underneath her to support the weight of her own body when La Tonya pulled backwards on her hair forcing my sister onto her ass in an upright sitting position. From her position in the rear La Tonya reached over my sister's shoulder and grabbed a handful of shirt just below the navel and pulled the material up, stopping just below Rachael's bra. With her breasts enlarged, the material could no longer easily fit down back over them, holding the material securely in place above my sister's tits and freeing up La Tonya's hands to resume their hold on Rachael's hair. La Tonya got to her feet, letting my sister's humiliated white body fall to the ground, making her tits jiggle for the crowd one last time.
She smiled as she lifted her foot again, sliding it up the inside of my legs until the toe pushed between my cheeks. "Did you want that nibble now Jerry?" she moved her foot higher and rested it on my chest as I resumed my kneeling position. I held it in front of my face and gently slipped her shoe off before bring it to my lips, kissing her toes then letting my tongue brush over her sole, over the deliciously curved arch of her instep to her rounded heel . I nibbled, kissed and sucked eagerly on each of her pretty painted toes, my fingers scraping gently up and down her instep, caressing her foot. She urgently pulled her dress up to her waist, spreading her thighs wide apart and sliding the tip of one finger up and down her slit until it slipped between them.
With the ecstasy building in me I could barely open my eyes fully, but from our kitchen window I was looking out I could see right into the conservatory of the house next door where old Mr and Mrs Wilson were sitting having afternoon tea and reading their papers. I wasn't sure I wanted the answer but I had to ask, "Mike, just who were you fucking in the kitchen?" He explained that as I never wore them it just sort of went away, it just wasn't an issue, but then when Victoria came back into my life it resurfaced. I hadn't noticed but yes, Victoria always wore nylons, I just remember her always in skirts, I never thought about the nylons.
She smiled at him and wriggled over her cushion, stretching and letting him see her lithe figure under the baby-doll, purring at him with a cheeky grin. “Aw Sir…you know how Kitty loves surprises." She licked her lips. He lifted her tail and held it in his right hand as he guided himself into her, Kitty mewling and arching at being filled so quickly, the sensation made different by the pressure from the plug inside her ass. She turned her back to the camera and lifted her hips so she exposed her pussy clearly, knowing it would be dripping with both their juices as her fingers worked around and inside herself.
I was walking down the hall to get some coffee when i heard a huge moaning sound from marthas room. I did not have a fart fetish anyway but the width of her ass had got me..i wanted to fuck martha in her butt and make her fart so i told her "but i l sniff yours on one condition.. "do u have any left, you just got fresh and i heard you farting in the loo too,i said" you do your job kid, get your nose between those cheeks and wait. What ever you swallowed had just come out of her butt dear i said and sat down more hard on her while she kept eating my farts.
I always go on first and she stands behind me, this way she can ask if anyone is looking and I'll let her know, also if I'm in front that leaves the back open for some lucky guy to look up her skirt by being a few steps back. One day at the mall she was wearing a short skirt and no panties, she had on thigh high stockings and little short boots, she was squatting down acting like she was looking st something on the bottom shelf , she had her legs apart and two teen age boys walking outside the store almost tripped over each other trying to see. She said it was fun letting the coat open and all them creepy old guys where checking her out.
I smiled at Gregory and Leila, and told them that they had just got themselves a Black man. Leila/Mistress Black Star knelt before me and began sucking my dick. My dick was harder than Japanese arithmetic, man, and I couldn't get enough of this sexy Black lady's mouth on my magic stick... Leila/Mistress Black Star sucked me real good, then I put on a condom and we moved onto bigger and better things. For the next scene, I put on a condom and stuffed Leila/Mistress Black Star's pussy with my seven and a half inches of thick, uncircumcised man-meat. I am a young Black man about to get fucked in the ass by a mature Black woman wearing a strap-on dildo.
Mistress Eva ordered the girls to lie in tight embrace under Master Robert's waiting ass; cheek to cheek with mouths open and eyes on the terror above. Eventually she found lips and a tongue and began French-kissing Shitface, with her arms already around her, she squeezed tighter and the girl responded by pushing more shit into Claudia's mouth with her tongue. "Let's give you an hors d'oeuvre of human waste before you're inundated with cow shit," she said as she pressed the girl's gaping mouth against Claudia's anus. Still the girl's tongue rimmed Claudia who figured there was no point holding the inevitable and released a fierce eruption into Shitface's mouth. Shitface, still cleaning Master Robert's ass, moaned at the sensation of Claudia's tongue wiping over her anus.
Their lips met the moment the door closed, hands scrambling over the unfamiliar territory of each other’s body. Taking one hard, cold fruit in his fingers, he walked back to the almost naked woman and pressed it against her breast. She bit his lip hard and felt the berry soften against her skin. He leaned down to latch his mouth onto her nipple, and felt her body undulate against him. Heard her moan and growl in abandon as the juice trickled down her lips and breasts, anointing her pale skin. She opened her mouth and just sucked all three of his fingers in reply, amber eyes locked onto his.
“My bones can predict the weather,” she said and smiled. She bent her left knee and her heel popped out of her shoe. “We can’t change the weather, right?” she said and managed a nervous smile. Her left leg was put in a brace, her knee locked straight. “Yep,” she said and made her way to the elevator, clumsily dragging her braced leg. Nicole was walking slower than before, making funny half-circles with her braced leg. “I think I know what your problem is,” Arthur said. “Shoot!” Nicole said and cocked her head to one side. “Don’t you like me?” Nicole said flirtatiously. “Would you mind me helping you cross the street?” Arthur said, ignoring me. “I’m not your master,” she said with a sad voice.
Dana wanted to do this because on one occasion when we were playing around in the tub, I had gone underwater to nibble at her pussy and ended up with my face under her beaver looking upward with my tongue fully extended into her slot. She liked place her hands on my chest to hold me down and let her long hair dangle into the water in my face to tease me as I looked into her pretty blue eyes. I noticed that the days that we went swimming in the public (or private) pool almost guaranteed that she would put her head underwater and keep it there longer when we fucked in the bathtub that same night.
I did not know that I would love sitting on your face while you are on your back having the impression of crushing you under me when I rest my back on your bended legs and let you probe deep inside my asshole with your tongue even if I end up using the toilet after a while. She had tried to pee in his mouth once, a week ago and when he swallowed it, she had stopped her flow and said that it was disgusting to drink it trying to sound normal. "Michele I know that you said you did not really liked it when you peed in my mouth and that it is disgusting that I swallowed it, but I would like to be your toilet for the whole week end.
"Hi Sophia, I think you should probably go home and do some homework or something." I barely squeaked out while my voice cracked. I had been kneeling and holding up the foot I cleaned with my hands while she had been rubbing the other one all over my face. I thought I had finally finished my task when I realized that she had originally rubbed so much dirt on my face that her first foot was dirty again. I laid on the floor doing her homework and she sat on top of me rubbing her feet on my head or sometimes placing them in front of my face for me to admire.
I grew up to be a six-foot-tall, fine-looking young woman with light brown skin, curly Black hair and pale green eyes. Something about this six-foot-one, lean and sexy Black man caught my attention as I spoke to some Portuguese tourists one fine summer day inside the Boston Museum of Science. Harrison Etienne looked me up and down, and gently shook my hand after I welcomed him to the Boston Museum of Science. My father who is White feels deeply threatened by Black males, especially since he got passed over for a promotion which went to an African guy at the Canadian Revenue Agency in Calgary, Alberta.