Erotic Fetish stories
A large collection of fetisch short stories covering everything from pantyhoses to feet and more.
I was about 17 at the time and I was sharing a tent with a bloke of about 35ish who worked with Mum. On about 2nd or 3rd night we had a camp fire a few drinks and everybody was pretty marry. About an hour later everybody started to get ready for the night and the guy I was sharing came in as well. She did that but it wasnt enough, he pulled off all her clothes and started licking her, the tent was filled with the smell of her juices it was amazing. I sniffed it and wanked a few more times before it started to fade but never gave it up.
I asked what she meant and told she was naughty mom earlier that night and proceeded to tell me how she had noticed some young guys looking at her legs when she was sitting at the bar with her friends.She realized how short her dress and was splitting open when she sitting down and had to keep pulling it together. As I moved up higher I could feel her hips began to gently rock, she moaned and pushed her hands under her dress and began squeezing her breasts.I then worked my hands under her dress and along the front of her hips and she didn't resist so I pushed open her dress then revealing her small blonde bush thru what appeared to be barely black Hanes non control top pantyhose with the seam running perfectly between her swollen pink lips.What a sight!!!
Seem a bit quiet," she said nonchalantly as she unknowingly slipped the nyloned toes of her let foot under the cuff of the right leg of my shorts. "Think I'll help myself to another Breezer," she said as she swung around to grab a bottle from the back seat, finally planting the arch of her sweaty little nyloned foot squarely on my trapped dick. It gets me so horny knowing you've spent the last year and a half lusting after me, dreaming of the day when I'd grind my panty-clad ass cheeks against your face, chest, and hard dick before my beautiful feet would stroke your hard cock, and make it cum harder."
"Either you meet your wife at the door wearing your little panties and prance around so she knows she has a little sissy boy to contend with," she licked the side of my face, "or you do whatever the fuck I tell you to do from now on." I was frozen the choices both not being good for me. She licked my entire face like a dog, "What will it be boy?" My mind knew exactly what to do, prance in front of my wife and beg forgiveness, but my dick was as hard as it ever was, my balls practically boiling, my lips opening and closing, "Tell me what to do, mistress."
This I know, for whenever I walk into his office, my stockinged thighs swishing beneath my pinstriped micromini skirt and causing minute electric sparks from with every stiletto-sharp motion forward -- I hear him roll out his desk drawer and fumble for the lotion. My head swimming, preoccupied with failed romances and aborted dreams, I've plunged too far beneath the surface of my private ocean to hear him asking me to fetch him another tube of lotion. "Make it a daily handjob with lotion from the dollar store, and you sitting on my desk with your copper legs spread wide so I can see those big white panties, while I beat off to completion -- and it's a deal.
She took my right hand and placed it on her left breast as she began pulling down my trunks to reveal my semi-hard. Once she had me as excited as I was going to get, she rolled off me, lying with her upper body beside mine she placed her crotch across me so her butt cheeks were on my crotch and my semi-hard dick was facing her pussy. I could smell both her cunt and my own cum as I started licking and sucking her clean. I would have never believed that I would love being dominated, that I would look forward to cream pies and sucking a cock or that I would be contemplating having sex with my own daughter.
Whilst she is back seeing Saul and his friends on a Friday and Saturday night she has been quite attentive to me and we have had full sex quite a bit although she is much more slack than when I first met her so the sensation is not so good for either of us given my moderate size. Sally unzipped me and pulled out my semi hard cock rubbing it gently and continued " Yes, they will be completely inked, hon with his tribal motif which is a shield and spear (one on each buttock cheek) and with the words "Saul's Arse on one side and " By His Grace" on the other"
I smile and look at the TV, my team is up by two goals, and I’m almost sure that I’m gonna win the bet. Your lips caress my neck gently and work their way up to my ear where you whisper how much in trouble I’m goin to be when my team looses. Bringing the game to a tie; my breathing is shallow as your mouth roves over my neck, and up to my ear. I hiss as two fingers slide in to my sheath and you press upward, finding my g-spot, you massage and stroke until I’m writhing. My hips rocked off the bed when your mouth closes over me again; your tongue flicking against my clit, your fingers still massaging me intimately.
Chrissy's birthday was coming up in a few weeks, and her boyfriend wanted to give her something really special. All through dinner Chrissy's mind was preoccupied with the events to come, and the surprise condition that her boyfriend stipulated. She enjoyed herself, and managed to mercilessly tease his erection under the table, figuring that if he was going to ejaculate inside her later, she wanted a nice big payload. After a liesurely dessert, during which Chrissy continued to tease her boyfriend, they went home. He led Chrissy to the bedroom, had her take off her shoes, panties and top, and situated her in a spread-eagled position. After her boyfriend thoroughly fucked Chrissy, he unabashedly spurted inside her. Chrissy's boyfriend went into the bedroom and untied her.
When she stepped out of my panties she reached out and took my hands to pull me up from the chair so that she could put the panties on me and bring us that much closer to the time when we would stand in front of over five hundred people knowing full we were both wearing panties that were so wet that if either of us sat down any time soon we would leave a very evident wet spot on the backs of our dresses. The wedding went off without so much as a hiccup and my new husband and I were soon in the back of a limo with his hand buried beneath my skirt working me toward yet another orgasm, as I whispered in his ear what had already taken place in the panties I was wearing.
I had come full circle and looked back up when Mistress Nadine's slave, I suppose sauntered over to me his cock swaying back and forth as he moved. "Its at this time, my boy" Mistress Nadine spoke up above the crowd, "That you will surrender to questions from the ladies, so we may learn about the services you are willing to provide. I felt my whole body blush as I took the skinny guy's cock in my hand, and felt my neighbour to the right, an older fellow with a pot belly grabbed my cut penis, and started to tug.
Immediately her pussy lips parted to allow her pee hole to open wide emitting a wide gushing stream of golden yellow piss to come shooting out of her vagina. As soldier 542 pissed her relief out of her bare pussy lips, her golden stream flowed outwards in a straight line parting towards its apex moving outwards in a growing conical shape. The force of her squirting piss stream was enough to carry it a good distance across the cabin where her golden pee began to separate into individual parts; circular bubbles of piss floating free and moving off in all directions. The soft hissing sound of her relief flowing from her hairless pussy filled the small cabin, heightening her thrill as she carried out her latest naughty pee.
"Maybe because I haven't heard from you in three years!" We just stared at each other for a long moment and she reached up, touching my cheek. I looked into Lacey's eyes and fell in love all over again. Once Lance had trotted off, I carried Lacey back into the tent and pushed the curtain aside that closed her area from the rest of the open space. I welcomed the grasp of her stumps around my head and grasped her ass, shoving my tongue as deeply into her as I could until she'd stopped twitching, her lovely body coated with a fine sheen of sweat.
"Okay girls it time to get dressed, we are going shopping for Kathy's punishment outfit," I called upstairs to my 25 year old wife and her Mother of 48. I had dealt with Mrs. Johnson several times regarding Karen's punishment outfits; she was the same age as my Mother-In-Law and was a firm believer in discipline for women of all ages. I began to explain my mission that both Karen and Katherine were being punished this weekend and I wanted a school girl outfit for my Mother-In-Law, including panties and plastic pants. "This is my Mother-In-Law she is going to be living with us for the next six months; I want a few school girl outfits for her, for when she is naughty." I answered.
We got back home, not to mention the cab ride, Jessie made me sit in the front with the cab driver, while her and Greg sat in the back, all over each other, she made it a point to let out a groan here and there, and she would say things like "you are such a good kisser" and "I can feel how big your cock is", I knew she was saying this just so I could hear her. She kept talking to Greg, she kept saying things like, I have never been fucked this good and your cock is so deep in my pussy, I am so fucking wet right now.
She said can you help me take my shoes and panties off before they get ruined. I reached over and started pulling her soaking wet panties down to her feet. As my hand reached the ground she let loose and started peeing with a full stream right on to my hand. When I reached her pussy she said you are doing such a great job, keep going. I brought a corner of the blanket up to her pussy and started to dry it gently. I said I have never seen a girl piss and it actually turned me on. I licked all over her pussy and when I touched her clit she shuddered and released a stream of cum into my face.
Do you not wanna cum anymore now that you're in this position?" She teased, "Cause if not, i have no problem putting you back in that lil cock-cage of yours" I could see her laughing through the gap between my legs. Callie leaned in and whispered in my ear, "would you like to swallow?", she asked, softly giggling as she pushed the drops i missed into my mouth. She had me moaning in pain as she f***ed the dildo in by hand smacking the balls against my ass, watching my face cringe the entire time...loving every minute of it. She f***ed my head up and down on the fake cock until i had licked and swallowed all of the cum off of the dildo.Then she locked me back up.
Naturally, I asked Tom whether Susan had ever actually returned home and spanked him. But then came a night when Tom could tell Susan was in a different mood. When she came out of the bathroom, she pointed to a low-backed chair and told Tom to place his feet about three feet apart, lean over the back of the chair, and hold onto the sides of the seat. When Susan finally stopped, she told Tom to stay right where he was. Susan bent close to him and told Tom he could move now, and if he wanted to put himself in her pussy, she was wet for him and they should move to the bedroom.
Miss Maddy had told me that Dr. Atkins was known to be one of the best "breast men" in the city and that I was in very good hands. After finishing with your new breasts, Dr. Atkins did a bit of a tracheal and vocal chord shave. "Be gentle, but you can touch them if you like." I reached up and felt my breasts for the first time. "I love it!" said Maddy it's a perfect bimbo voice for Brenda. And in my new sissy bimbo voice I squeaked, "Oh yes Mistress, I love his pretty cock." Annie said she and Maddy could hardly wait to get their mouths on my new breasts.
Both of Rebecca's feet left my body, and I instantly closed my legs and leaned forward as far as I could. I shut my eyes to enhance the feeling as I tenderly kissed the soft skin on the top of Rebecca's foot, softly moaning in pleasure and in pain at the same time. Compelled by her tone, I shakily got to my feet, careful not to jostle my balls, and slowly limped over to Rebecca's bed. The combined rolling and squeezing hurt a little when she pressed on the more sensitive nerves, but otherwise it felt amazing, and I lay my head back and closed my eyes.
I'm a mechanic by trade and it wasn't long before she was hitting me up to put a new engine in her car, a 1972 Oldsmobile Cutlass Supreme. That was when she asked me to put headers on the car, and since we were going back in with a new engine, I said what the hell. High heels, boots, sandals, even flip-flops will get me rock hard. When we were getting close to starting the engine for the first time, I talked Amy into putting on a pair of high heeled boots from the trunk. When she came back she had on the boots and she also had a pair of 4 inch heels in her hand.
She turned to Joanne and Lillian and said, "Let's get a good look at these two, why don't you come up here and undress each other." The hostess smiled and said, "Now, help Joanne out of her skirt – let's see what she looks like." "Grab his cock and start stroking him, I want to see him cum while he's getting fucked," said the hostess. Steve again started to groan, and let out a huge "UHHHHHHH!!!!," the ball gag stifling his exclamation as his cock jerked in Dave's hand and cum blew out. Joanne, still laying on the floor with her legs spread, looked to the Hostess and said "Hey, my pussy is still overflowing with all this cum – I thought I was going to be cleaned up?"
Just to test her nerves I knock on the bathroom door and ask " Can I watch ?" Kristi chuckles then says "Why not." I was relieved then I opened the door, "See now that takes the edge off doesn't it?" She laughs and say's "For you." "Weed cures all nervousness "I say." Her eyes light up, I then ask if she is 420 friendly and she responds "Every once in a while." I make a call to friend to get some weed and we leave to go get it. Kristi feels it and say's"Your quite large." I smile and get a handkerchief out of my jacket pocket and ask her to jerk me off.
I wasted now time in walking around the table to inspect his head, lifting the seemingly grapefruit sized knob in a palm and leaning low to slap my tongue over his bursting helmet, tasting his glans like a cone of cock-flavored ice cream. My eyes were wide as I felt him pass this wall and slip inch after inch of meat into me, his enormous balls growing tantalizingly close, but still eight inches away by the time they slapped against the edge of the table and his cock could enter no further. I demonstrated this pride by swallowing on it, rolling my muscles over every inch of him I could, my tits wobbled on my chest obscenely as I reached backward and grabbed a ball in each hand, firmly squeezing and tugging the huge footballs as I nursed on his cock.