Erotic Fetish stories
A large collection of fetisch short stories covering everything from pantyhoses to feet and more.
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.
“What delightful housework is my sweet cuckold doing on his day off work?” Mary said, surveying the mess of clothes spread across the children's beds. I got a second job when you said you wanted to give up work to be with the kids. I can't work two jobs to have my kids looked after by some random nanny when Leonard wants to screw you. I know I said I wanted me time with the kids, but I wish you were here." She reached for her phone, held it up in the air above them both and took a picture clearly showing the words on her skin and Simon hard at work between her legs.
One day I got an email from an old high school friend, a girl named Zoey, reading, "Hey Tim I haven't seen you in like forever! Back in high school, I heard stories from a few different guys who said she got around, but when I asked her she said she only had sex once, and went down on one of her old boyfriends a couple times. Besides, I think it's kinda cute." I didn't know what to say, I felt so mixed up.I wanted to be angry at her for being so insensitive, but at the same time I realized she was really my only chance of getting laid since most girls didn't like me.
I started to take my clothes out and Helena smiled when she saw my hard erection: “You are a fucking pervert, my little Victor…such a horny bitch…” It was the giant sized red rubber cock strapped into her black harness that pulled my eyes from her perfect round firm breasts, full hips and slim waist. Our eyes met in the mirror and she smiled at the look on my face as she held her hand still, her finger deep inside me. And with that Tamara pushed the hard rubber cock harness deep into my ass and our hips slammed into each other violently…
It contained dozens of hot, non-downloadable images of me wearing sexy Black leather outfits while carrying a riding crop, handling a whip and always sporting a strap-on dildo. He was really good-looking with his curly Black hair, light brown skin and light green eyes. A lot of biracial men of African and Caucasian ancestry tend to marry White women. Just like Black men with Black wives or Black girlfriends lust after certain White women. Black folks don't like to admit it but mixed-race people have it easier than most of us due to their lighter skin. Scott Banker surprised me by calling himself a brother instead of labeling himself a mixed-race person. Both of them are highly successful men, they're both mixed, and they love Black women.
Not too hard but enough to get my attention, when I looked up to her she moved slightly to her left stepping away a bit then took her right heel and planted it on my face. I let her shoe drop and she planted her foot square on my face, My nose nestled against her sexy high arch and her toes flexing a bit on my eye and my lips busy kissing the underside of her foot. I slid my cock between them and she trapped it between her calves holding me there, as I slowly started to fuck her hose covered legs. She slid her foot up pressing my cock into me and took the toe of her shoe up the underside of my cock milking me a bit.
She was wearing black shorts and she said, ‘take your dressing gown off and lay across my legs, you’re going to get a good smacking.’ I did as she said and I have to admit that I liked the feel of my cock against her legs and then she smacked three or four times in quick succession. She stood up, her hands on her hips and glared at me and said, ‘You want to suck auntie’s tits, who do you think I am, your mother? She stood up and said disgustingly, ‘You want me to masturbate you, your auntie, you want your auntie to masturbate you, next you’ll be asking to suck my tits,’ she replied.
I'm not afraid, I told myself as I spread my ass cheeks for my sexy girlfriend Wendy Posse as she applied lubricant all over my aching and rather tense asshole. Then she pressed the strap-on dildo against my asshole and pushed it inside. Lying on my back, I looked at my beautiful sexy girlfriend as she resumed fucking me in the ass with her strap-on dildo. Grimacing, Wendy stroked my cock while pushing the dildo into my asshole. While fucking my ass with her strap-on dildo, Wendy pressed a special button in it. Wendy smiled wickedly and told me that her most naughty fantasy of all time was not only to sodomize me with a strap-on dildo but to also 'cum inside of me' as well.
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.
I've been in a stable relationship for six months with a beautiful girl, called Sarah. I feel like crap that I don't turn you on, that I'm not good enough for you," Sarah raged, "I'm so pissed off!" "Do you WANT me to be your Mistress, little one? Because I thought you pathetic enough to submit, I prepared some rules, especially, for you, Graham. I am a good Mistress, little one." She said with an evil smile. "Yes, Mistress Sarah!" I replied. Even I am not used to such power, in our relationship and must also learn the ways of being your Mistress," she said, with a dawning realization and a smug smile that was to become a common fixture on her beautiful face.
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.
As I went about my business, directing my jet of hot pee at the pub’s pristine flower beds, my thoughts turned to the sexy MILF I’d fucked in the bogs a few days earlier. I figured a smart babe like my coffee shop conquest would not live in squalor and so I headed for number 31, which turned out to be a neat, detached house, set back from the road in its own grounds. As my hot seed spilled inside her tight pussy, and we both reached our orgasms simultaneously, I thought what a strange turn of events had transpired from my last-minute decision to pop into the coffee shop for a pee.
In the blink of an eye the room became steaming hot, and I was sure that the touch of her fingers burned little holes through the fabric of my dress, because I could feel the sparks dance directly on my skin. But I’ll let you get a glimpse of what you’re missing out on." A quick flick of her fingers pushed the strap of her top over her shoulder and the fabric fell away, laying bare a soft, ripe orb of alabaster adorned with a pink, dime sized crown and a hard, darker point that screamed at me to lick it, to suckle and nibble on it. A giggle filled my ears, then I watched hands stroke Cordelia’s thighs and arms, saw them pull down the other strap and lay bare the rest of her beautiful upper body, watched Monica’s eager small mouth attack her breast with nibbles and bites.
I turn around and begin to undo the top button of my blouse as your eyes gaze longingly at my panties and the sexy mound of pussy that’s packed inside the skimpy gusset. Looking back, my eyes meet yours and I lick the end of my thumb, turning my bottom lip down and running my thumb along the damp edge of my mouth. I stroke you with the palm of my hand and make a circular motion, teasing you, until your cock begins to pump, the spunk rising from the base of your balls and you know it’s nearly done. I kiss my index finger and place it on your lips as I ease you into my soaking wet pussy.
From that point on, he'd found himself more and more interested in girls and women who wore the kind of things he liked—form-fitting sweaters and knit tops—and especially those who also smoked. As Anderson thought about how small his potential circle of eligible woman was, he also knew that unless they also enjoyed sex—a lot—there was no future in it so at some point it seemed like he was hoping against hope to win the sexual-fetish lottery the same way he'd won the actual lottery. He'd thought about her final comments a thousand times over the months that followed, and his only answer was to quote Popeye, "I yam what I yam." Trevor liked women who smoked, and it seemed unlikely in the extreme that would ever change.
"Diane, I accept your offer, I will go home tonight, tomorrow I will come back with my clothes and other personal necessities and live with you for a while."Bridget said. "Slave on your knees beg Becky and Alice for the privilege of cleaning their ass." "Witch one would you recommend, I want a stinger, he needs to fear it." Diane said. I will see you at home." Diane said leaving Bridget at her car. She was enjoying his tongue up her ass, too bad she had taken that laxative last night, she had emptied herself this morning; she did not have any shit to push in his mouth.
I'd like to say I was a more active participant in what happened next, but the fact of the matter, is that Richard skillfully used me as he pleasured me, his hungry mouth sucking at my little button and each of my pussy-lips in turn, his arms moving at the same time to effortlessly jack himself off between my still bra-clad breasts, his precum still seeping out to coat my white blouse in a nasty, nipple-revealing wetness. Richard swung his cock back and forth as he jacked it, shots flying wild over both my shoulders and head, then he was aimed at my tits, one huge shot after another coating them in such a thick layer of gooey gunt that my poor hooters visibly sagged from the sheer wait of it, like some strange bra-in-reverse of white cream has been slapped on by a mad tailor of fuck-fabric.
“I thought that this was a vanilla party?” “It is” said her Mistress with a little smile, “so no slips and you will not tell anyone what is going on” The Mistress handed the Submissive the butt plug, the little bulb that inflated it hanging down. Submissive looked around for lubricant, but her Master said “You have your own lubricant, use it” She knew what he meant and so parted her legs. She jumped and looking round, saw her Master give a smile as he switched the little remote in his hand to the off position. The next hour went in a blur, people arrived and she let them in, getting into the habit of taking coats, making drinks, carrying food.
A few had arrived a little earlier than Janice and looked like they had gotten a head start on the free drinks. The guy introduced himself as Neil and he smoked Marlboro Reds. Long drags with her lips sliding down the cigarette until it popped out of her mouth with a little sound. She noticed that Neil was watching Kathy closely and realized he liked what he was seeing. Janice was enjoying this and as they finished their cigarettes she asked Neil how long he had been a smoker. Janice thought that was a marvelous idea and went inside with Neil and Kathy. As they headed for the bar, Kathy whispered to Janice that Neil was quite a good looking man.
My wife spoke up and said no, Becky was just explaining to me how she and Ben have a cuckold relationship. She said I just told Ben and Becky while you where gone how I'm wearing a lace up corset and lace top stockings held up by eight garters and no panties. Ben said let me put you at ease, When your wife starts coming home after spending the evening in another man's bed the the sex with you is intense. Becky came and took my wife's hand and they walked to the front door together as Ben was unlocking it. I looked back at Ben and before I could speak he nodded his head, yes your wifes pussy is being taken by a thick black cock.
I step on gingerly, being careful not to expose my stockings and suspender belt or let my cum filled condom slip off my cock, butt plug still vibrating away in my ass. As I see them part the light comes on in the house and I can see Emmy standing on the other side of the window, wearing very little, her legs spread apart slightly in a Wonder Woman-like pose, hands on her hips. The doors slide open slowly in front of my face and Emmy takes up position beside me, her fingers reaching down my ass crack giving my cummy asshole a little rub. I can feel the hands holding the panties release my ass and the cock slowly pull out of my asshole.
Teasing you as my finger traces its way downwards, followed closely by my lips planting gentle kisses, right down the backs of your sensitive legs to your ankle. I lick and kiss before gently running my tongue along your wet pussy..exploring you..tasting your juices. Your so close to cumming, as you feel my tongue run from your clit, slowly...downwards...along your pussy....exploring inside...then going lower..lower! You feel my tongue and fingers run gently across the soles of your feet, savouring the silky smooth sensation of the thin nylon stockings stretched tightly around your feet and legs. Your legs either side of my head as you feel my tongue flick against your ass hole, before going up to your wet pussy, licking and tasting and then back to your tight wet anus.
After quickly relaying the details I returned my attention to Phoenix, who was smoking as she prepared more coke. As I finished my turn and handed off the dick Phoenix deepthroated him exposing a condom as her lips slid off. I was again layed on the bed as Phoenix offered her pussy to the stranger. Phoenix would walk with me to work as, I was way to fucked up to drive, we would grab a carton of smokes on the way, and then meet at my house at two. "Sorry Tim I took some Sudafed so I thought it was safer to walk to work today." Said the angelic coke whore who just did lines in the bath room.
From wealthy Canadian, American and even Arab and Asian businessmen right here in Toronto to guys from places like Latin America and Eastern Europe. A native of Riyadh City in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, Wahid moved to the Confederation of Canada a while back and dealt in textiles and rare, pricy rugs. Wahid hadn't been to his homeland of Saudi Arabia in more than ten years and absolutely loved life in Canada. I've dominated my share of Somali men and Arab men but the Saudi guy was unique. Too many cultures in the Arab world and in sub-Saharan Africa reinforce the myth of male power and treat women like shit.