Erotic Fetish stories
A large collection of fetisch short stories covering everything from pantyhoses to feet and more.
Brenda in a sly seductive manner feels the man's tight muscular arms then slipping her fingers to his chest with a squeeze of his pectorals says, "I think you could move it as it is not that big of a tree for a strong man. Ranger Rick thinking of nothing but fucking the shit out of this tight assed lass asks, "I was wondering by my question, what about your friend while your busy doing anything I want?" Still walking close to Brenda, avoiding being struck by a branch in the balls. Brenda looking over her shoulder at Sally says to Rick, “You’re going to fuck my little bitch here in the ass for being such a bad girl and causing me such trouble, right?
“No” said Denise “why does she want to shave it” She called out to John “Remember I told you that I was sure that one of my customers had bushy armpits it is her. Riding his cock, I looked down and watched his hands play with my underarm hair. I moaned as I felt my own orgasm again watching these two fuck like rabbits as John started pumping his cock in my unshaven underarms just like Rob my ex-husband used to love doing. My armpits were matted with cum and sweat and I asked Denise that the time had now come for her to remove my underarm hair.
At times, Mona took over these waxing duties, making his ass, his balls, his chest, his legs, and his armpits shine like a woman's. It gobbled up its dildo like the old friend it was, but Mona had bought the two-inch-wide Deluxe Invader, and she became Norm's new hero. Norm had told her, "Those are the ones who like getting reamed out by both men and women." I like that idea." After this night, Mona became obsessed with fucking men in their rears. They talked with the clerk about anuses and strap-ons, and how Mona needed a good anal dildo to use on her male friends. Norm watched as Mona crossed her legs in that special way for a few moments, then let out a sigh.
We just pretended she was there and my wife had to play the passive role, describing how good her tits felt, and begging to eat her pussy. Beg to have a real cock up your little pussy!” The thought was so foreign, especially when suggested by my passive wife. “Yes!” I moaned.”Yes I will let you watch me suck cock, and I DO want to be used by a man!” Besides, I have to admit it was erotic listening to you play the part of a woman, begging to be fucked. My blindfold keeps him hidden, but my wife is stroking his cock, making it swell. Even my voice can be heard begging to be fucked deeper, asking to be turned into a woman.
I look around her loft and try to visually sort out my clothes from hers and the still damp towels on the floor. Yeah, now I vaguely remember looking for music that fit the mood. Taking my clothes into the bathroom I feel the stickiness on the floor from our reciprocal golden showers. Laying my clothes on her dressing table and chucking my wet boxers in the small trash on top of the tissues, q-tips, and toilet paper wrapped sanitary napkins, I look into the mirror. I look into the mirror again and wonder if the hollowness inside me shows from the outside. Taking my clothes and leaving the bathroom, I sit in a chair to dress.
I moved aside as the paramedics brought a stretcher and placed it beside Jill. Jill pointed at her thigh and looked aside. My eyes fixed on the delicate arch of her foot, then on the outlines of her toes, visible through the black stocking. At the same time, the paramedics slipped the splint under Jill's leg. A minute later, he slipped his hand under her calf, lifted her injured leg slightly and pulled the splint out. "Now we have to X-ray your leg," Pratt said, and threw the torn remnants of the stocking away. "Great," Jill said with a tremulous voice. "Thank you very much," I said and smiled at Jill as she was wheeled out. As far as I could see from my vantage point, Jill's femur looked fine.
He looked frightened and then taking a large gulp of his squash, looked me up and down and then said he had always felt different from the other boys, he liked pretty things, he then reached out and touching the hem of my dress said, for instance I love this colour you are wearing,with your tights and shoes they compliment each other. He seemed unsure so I tucked my cock away and said.Would you like to try some stockings on, have a little dress up session. I reached my foot over straining the hem of my dressing slowly rubbed Alexanders crotch, he looked at mistress so I tapped his cock.
One afternoon while sitting around next to our RV Dollie asked me to make one of her French cut bikini bottoms narrower in the crotch. We played the game with our first partner Stan at least four times during those two weeks off and on in the sand dunes. I watched a few slip fingers partially inside her next to that narrow crotch without Dollie batting an eye! As we rode around the various campground loops Dollie and I spotted those same two tit lovers from nearly thirty years ago. We were new at being naked in front of others and very new at letting strangers play with her tits while I took pictures.
Looking up into her eyes and holding her hands I said, "Laurel you are the light of my life, the only woman I could ever love. Rev. Carl spoke again, "Laurel, look down upon your cuckold and say the vows you have written." Continuing to cradle his cock I looked up at him and said, "Eric, I thank you providing Laurel the sexual pleasure I could never possibly give her. I promise never to stand in the way of your sexual relationship with my wife and promise to provide any services you may require of me." I kissed his penis again, and let it go. I think seeing a little cuckold on his knees with his mouth full of cock made David feel very powerful.
Ginny had never told Ben of her secret fantasy, she had never dared tell anyone of those dark thoughts she had of standing naked among the beasts, being pushed around by them as they waited for milking and then being herded into the cowshed to be hooked up herself. That night Ginny slept fitfully, dreaming about producing large jarfuls of sow milk collected in neat rows in their basement; dreaming of her body responding to the demands of this machine, the image of which had been firmly imprinted upon her conscious mind. She imagined the sow lying still, eyes closed and milk dripping slowly from its udders into the collection tubes, waiting for its master to let her off the machine and be led away to rest.
Look, like I said, I was pissed off with Ira but it was a one off -- or so he tells me, and he was a long way away. When at last Deborah speaks again, it is with some reticence: 'I probably shouldn't be telling you this, but since Ira's been away Ken's come on to me quite a few times -- like, you know -- when we're rehearsing. You might think, in view of her earlier speculation about the relationship between her husband and her friend, that the significance of Deborah's confidence in her ability to influence Ken would not be lost on her; but Jessie is not one to dwell on things; she glances skywards; 'It's looking good,' she says, 'come on let's head off down to the beach.'
Somehow the thought of sniffing her through her plum red thong really turned me on, not as though I was already turned on, I had a cock like a cucumber but that would be sorted soon, first I wanted more of her bum and wasted no time in getting to it. Now I was tasting her femininity, she tasted like honey so sweet, I teased her thong aside finding her sweet warm and moist girl hole, she did not want me to touch her quinny but was quite happy about behind. She moved slightly like she was enjoying me licking here pastures, kneading her bum cheeks and stretching them wide apart so I could get a deeper and better assess to her.
As I placed the fork inside my mouth I glanced across the table and was startled to see two deep creamy brown eyes staring across at me, looking down I could see she was nibbling upon her lip and her whole face was a mask of delightful concentration. When I saw a trail of sweet sticky juice dripping down in a line towards one of those fruit - like breasts I skimmed my tongue down over her exposed throat following the line of strawberry scented heaven until I reached my goal and began to suck on it as if I were sucking a ripe juicy fruit into my mouth.
However, in Jamie's case, she was sent to a brand new District that would be filled with a population of women fresh from school who had never been bred before. This was the first time this had been done in the Empire, since it had always been easiest to send graduates to existing Districts so they could be further trained and assisted by women who already lived there and had experience with working and being bred. As she set the table, placing the plates on opposite sides so they could face each other while they ate, Jamie asked, "So, Gretchen, what job were you trained for?"
After Chelsea stroked her hands through my hair for a few moments, I heard something being wheeled across the room, until I saw Chloe's heels a few inches from my face and I looked up, getting a glimpse up her skirt in the process. After a few moments of teasing my hole, Chelsea spread my cheeks apart with her hand and I felt the cool tip of the enema nozzle start to enter me. During these minutes, Chelsea stopped and started the flow of the water many times, as Chloe continued to play with her slender feet, crossing and uncrossing her legs (bringing her right foot within licking distance a few times) and wiggling her toes in the sheer pantyhose.
I took Moussa and Fatima home and told them I would take care of cleaning up the room. One day as I got back in my room I smelled urine and Moussa told me Fatima had an "accident" and my pillow, part of my bed, part of the carpet and a few shirts got in the way... Soon she started dripping juices on my face while I saw his cock growing to what I estimate be 12 inches in length and 10 in girth. As she started to drip her juices again I saw Moussa's cock slowly nearing her as he took his place over my face too.
I've always had a major thing for girls who like to show off their belly button, especially the cute, innocent ones who don't mind being a little naughty. The way Erica said "belly button" in such an inquisitive little girl voice stiffened my erection. Whoever thought four years ago that one day I'd be licking shy little Erica's belly button while playing with her titties? I know there are a number of people who will say "eewwwwwwww", but the faint but unmistakable smell of Erica's belly button on my thumb and index finger practically set me aflame. I massaged Erica's precious belly button with the head of my penis as our eyes fixated on the warm white seed of my pleasure oozing and dribbling down her lovely, curvaceous belly.
My ex is tall(5'10") with long legs, very skinny(110lbs), small breasted(small B cup) dirty blonde with very big feet(size 11 womens, I love a woman with big feet). Her long leg slipped out of the slit in her mid-calf sexy dark blue dress. When she had on her come fuck me pumps her walk was very sexy in that blue dress and seamed stockings. I can feel her cum running down my cheek and taste it flooding my mouth as she squeezes my head with her thighs. We have this thing that when I can't get her to cum before I do she grabs my ass with my dick still inside her and grinds her pussy on me.
Shea turned and looked over Kaelyn, still panting, and said, "What are you going to do with them?" Kaelyn was one continuous moan as Kevin came and Shea pumped harder. "Shea put a stocking on his dick," Kevin said, still smiling. "Can Master Kevin come and punish me too?" she reached down and slipped a couple fingers in her cunt and pulled them out and put them to his lips. She got on her knees and sucked on Shea's cock then he pulled it out and came on her face. She took his mouth eagerly and felt Shea massaging her ass and kissing her neck like Kevin had done. "Hi Mom, Dad," Kealyn said as they saw the three of them in the kitchen, "This is Shea, and this is Kevin.
"Katie, as you know you have not had a collar, you have not earned it." "However, I am ready to complete your transformation as my slave, my slut, and my little girl." "By allowing me to place this on you and by wearing it you confirm that YOU are MINE!" "I really like your belly ring and chain Katie, it is very sexy." "You are such a good little slut, I'm so glad I found you." Daddy continues to run the crop over me as his circles continue. Still gagged Daddy looks at me and says, "I'll be back in a bit little girl." With that he walks out and closes the door.
In the days between our 'date' with Steve and the night he had told us to come to his apartment she taunted me about him every time we fucked...even if we were making out. We chatted a bit, then Steve poured another drink and told us we should take a look at the view from the roof. I watched as Steve wrapped his arm around Val, keeping her warm and eventually watched his hand lower to her ass which he kneaded gently. Val looked over her shoulder at me and asked if I was enjoying, and I somehow took this as permission to take out my own cock.
After a few more passes of the joint, Lisa closed hereyes and by the smile on her face she was enjoying the effects of theweed.I guess the drinks and smoke had the same effect on the guys,because Dave began to stare intently at my wife's curled up stockingclad legs and round ass. Not giving my wife a rest, Bob quickly climbedbetween her legs and began to tease her pussy with his hugh rod.This brought about little whimpers from Lisa, and she pleaded forthe meat that was teasing her. To get the full effect, I zoomed in onher dripping cunt and pulled back to get a shot of my wife's heavingsweat covered post-orgasm body.The guys and I decided that we should clean Lisa up and let herrest, so we untied her and removed the blindfold & walkman.
From that point on, I started asking him to let me watch him pee whenever the opportunity arose. The first time he did it, I wasn't expecting it and I felt disgusted and dirty, but I eventually came to enjoy it. I knew he'd like the idea, but I was having enough trouble already trying to keep things under control. The taste was strong and salty and brought tears to my eyes, but I was feeling so excited and erotic at my own actions, I forced myself to drink the entire glass and even to eat the sandwich. The only time I stopped him was when he wanted me to open up my pussy and let him pee directly into it.
She repeats, and repeats and repeats, and the forth such repetition finds her mouth wide open and her breath coming in short huffs as she drops the wand and quickly grasps her favorite-a translucently pink, double-ended jelly dong, fat and cock-headed on one end and tapered on the other-and guides it back between her thighs and into position. "I'm coming!" she says, quickly, and then again, "I'm...c...commmming!" And she is rising, rising with the first spasm as it gathers strength in all her far-flung erogenous zones-from nipples, from neck, from knee pits and soles-and bears down upon her cock-full clit.