Fetish Porn Stories Page 7
Well, to be totally honest, I have a slight fetish for flashing my cock now. I don't really know how or why it started, but I do know that it's such a turn-on for me. And it's not just the flashing thing that does it. It's more complicated than that. I like seeing the reaction on a woman's face when sees it, particularly the response when they don't think anyone knows they're watching.
So, I have a window in my bathroom that faces the street in my neighborhood. It's an older house and the window is probably larger than it would be in a modern home. Originally, the window was glazed so only... Continue»
Basically me and my ex had a relationship that was held together by amazing sex and nothing else. But because the sex was so good and so frequent, it lasted a good year and we both got some amazing stories out of it. One of my favourites is the time we were both tired after a long day of lectures, seminars, reading, and writing assignments and we had been in Uni for about 8 hours and both needed to relax before we went for dinner.
We were in the basement of the library and had been for a number of hours, trying our best to actually concentrate on the work that needed doing. It got to about ... Continue»
It was an accident that we’d both been hoping for…
We used to have this boxer-sharpei mutt Bear, who was supposed to be a guard dog but was too sweet to everyone except the neighbors’ yappy dog. He died in 2010 but we loved him up till the end, possibly because he brought us closer.
Mom was single and I had no b*****r or s****r so we needed a guard dog especially when I was too young to defend the homestead. It wasn’t a bad area but Mom still worried – she carried a butcher knife in her bath robe when I was a toddler. To train Bear to protect us, Mom used to “hit” me. It was just playing... Continue»
I take my wife out for dinner and after for drinks at a local bar. She's dressed casual showing off a little cleavage. Little does she know I have plans for her tonight. After a few drinks and shots I meet up with a guy at the bar that I set a meet up with. I give a quick intro to the wife that he's an old but I used to work with ages ago and we chat for a while. Before we leave he insists on doing a shot with us and goes and gets a round before we leave. He gets the shots but adds a little something to the wifes shot. We slam it down and head our seperate ways, as far as she ... Continue»
We arrange a rendez-vous for a Friday lunch time for a few drinks and lunch.
You are dressed in pleated skirt, boots, black opaque tights and blouse with jacket. You look delicious. Drink flows and discussion turns to naughty experiences we've had in the past.
Boldly I suggest an idea to you and I am over the moon when you agree to carry the idea out....................must be the drink, but who cares!!!!
We leave the bar and pop to Anne Summers on the high street - we purchase a vibrating love egg and 8 inch silver tipped vibrator.
Carrying our purchases and both extremely excited by what... Continue»
Big thanks to gwensational
whose kind comments, messages and good stories inspired me to write this story,
I'm sure you're able to see your helpful influences throughout!
Also a special thank you goes to gwensational for allowing me to feature your wonderful creation of Agent 78, I'm very much honoured by your permission to use her in this story,
I hope I've done her a real good justice and are pleased and satisfied with my take on her :)
For those of you who haven't read them, check out gwensational's excellent Agent 78 stories here:
Carrie was eighteen, and the most shy girl I had ever known, but also behind that shyness, as kinky and dirty as anyone I had chatted to. For the last few months she had been coming out of her shell more to me online, and had become my Mistress. We were now due to meet for the first time. It was not the first time we had been due to meet, but the previous times her nerves had got the better of her, this time I had arranged things so that hopefully she would not back out. I was not sure what it was about her that had me so hooked, but I was. I had a real need for her, a craving to be the one wh... Continue»
Labelled by the medical/psychiatric profession as the ultimate state of confusion – whereby a person is not clear whether one is male or female – nowadays the notion of androgyny is ridiculed rather than clinically dismissed as deviant. Subsumed under the label of the hermaphrodite it tends to be perceived as an idiosyncratic adoption of maniacs or new-age freaks. Retrieving the positive – and more ancient – meaning is not an easy task. Keep in focus that this is the same society with very dismissive ideas about God, who incidently, is androgynous…both male and female.
Gender is also a cont... Continue»
It's funny how I spend every other Friday nights with my friends at bars. We'd share success stories and our troubles. They often label me as the "humble one" because I don't brag a lot about what I've accomplished; truth is, what I consider as a success isn't something someone would share to their friends. The network of social circles I've built would see me as the guy you call when you want to party, hike, or go cliff diving. They see me as the guy who'd sl**p around with girls I meet in dance clubs and bars, read a book or two every now and then, and loves pizza. A normal guy who likes nor... Continue»
"Hey, everybody," Gene shouted, "watch this," just before in did a wild somersault off the diving board into his back yard pool!!! The rest of the crowd gave him a mock standing ovation and Tom called out, "I'd give that one a three and a half," and everyone roared with laughter and then went back to making conversation and nursing their drinks! It was the usual crowd, the four couples who had been fast friends since they moved into the subdivision twenty odd years ago. In the summer it was swimming and golf, while during the colder weather, it was bowling or cards, take your pick!!! So comf... Continue»
This will never happen but is a complete fantasy featuring real people.
I have not changed any names. If you know who you are, then you know me inside out.
I hope others will enjoy my delve into the(almost)perfect scenario.
Having just retired I decided it was time to visit some old friends. Rob and I went back some 50 years but it had been 20 years since we had seen each other. I arranged to meet him in Bristol where he had lived more than half his life.
However, also in Bristol, lived an old friend of my daughter. The last time I had seen her was before her worldwide tour several years... Continue»
It was the beginning of summer. Time for sun and fun was here. Mom and myself had just arrived at
a secluded cabin that my uncle owned by the lake. It was just going to be the two of us for a month.
With as stressful as school was for me and work for her, it was a much needed vacation. The car
pulled to a stop and we got out. I went to the trunk and pulled out the luggage and took it inside.
Mom only took in a couple bags. She was the small type, only 5'2". Long wavy brown hair with deep
brown soulful eyes. She was honestly one of the most beautiful women I'd ever seen. She just had
one ... Continue»
Disclaimer: Please keep in mind that I am not a native speaker, so the occasional error might creep in. However I prefer to right in English for a broader audience. – All characters in this story are fictional.
If you have read my first story you know the drill. For those starting now: These are the adventures of a mid 30s executive and his young intern: If people saw us on the planes, airports or at a convention they wouldn’t even have noticed anything remarkable. Just another executive and his young assistant. Him: Tie, suit, white shirt, shiny shoes and a lab top bag. Her: smart grey suit... Continue»
(Warning: This story will contain v******e, gore, mutual torture, probable death, and it could get worse depending on who wants to play. If you're not okay with that, don't continue reading. If you are, tell me you are reading.)
My eyes open, but the world is dark. Wherever I am, the lights are not on. The smell of mold, and the rank of dampness fills my nostrils as I realize that I am in pain. A cold, thick, metal seems to be tied tightly around my arms and legs. I am not touching the ground, and my weight is forcing me down on the metal chains. I feel like it is cutting into me, but I can... Continue»
We're lay on the sofa cuddling when I suddenly get up and say,“I have a special surprise for you… Wanna follow me to the bedroom?''You get this wide grin on your face and follow without a word. I push you into sitting on the bed then grab my bag and look back at you, “I’ll be right back hun…”,
you nod with a cheesy sort of smile. I slink into the bathroom to change. When I come out you see me in a short black skirt, crisp,white, cotton shirt, my old school tie, white knee high socks, and sexy black shoes. Your jaw drops and all I hear you say is, “Wow…” as I let out a small giggle an
The daughter he didn't know he had shows up at his boat.
An Unknown Relative
(Mf, f s*******n, inc, Father/Daughter
I was working on my boat and the sun was beating down pretty hard. Some of the wood around a cleat had dry rot and I had found the mahogany to replace it. It’s getting harder and harder to find but I got lucky and found some in the back of an old lumber yard. They had forgotten they had it and I bargained them out of it. I don’t think they knew what they had.
I went to the cooler for a beer and I had just popped the top when a van pulled u... Continue»
Your mind swirled with thoughts. Work, him, rope, blindfolds, you wanted to trust, but you couldn’t, could you? Is it possible that you could give up control? You and he had discussed it several times. You wanted to, but you just weren’t sure. Being tied up is not what bothered you, it was what you couldn’t you see that worried you. As you pulled into the parking space of the Hotel, you knew you had to do it. Or at least you had to try, just once.
He saw you drive into the parking lot. He watched as you arranged your purse. It was as if you were mustering up all the energy you had to step o... Continue»
It was fantastic summer day. A gentle breeze drifted lazily across the small pond. The reflection of the midday sun made the colors of everything stand out more. You lie there upon the soft terry cloth towel, your body soaking up every ray of sunlight that fell upon you. A beautiful monarch butterfly landed upon your left nipple. You held your breath as you admired the shear beauty of the elegant creature. The brilliant colors contrasted with the dark areola that surrounded your nipple. Hesitantly, you exhale, hoping not to scare it away. As you begin to resume normal breathing, another butt... Continue»
D was a naughty boy, that is why he ended up at St Fudstones residential school.
He had settled in and the Headmistress Miss H had given him a job as houseboy, he was allowed access to her private apartment to clean and tidy up etc.
One day whilst he was there he saw in her diary that she was away from the school at St Elizabeth's the school for naughty girls.
He went into her private bedroom and looked around, he saw a laundry basket, he was always aroused when he saw Miss H in her fitted blouse, pencil skirt and sexy shoes.
Buzzing with excitement he opened it and looked inside, the... Continue»
Wives have a way of knowing things about their husband's. I know my make up goes missing too often and my high heels look more worn than they should, and my bras are always moved. My story starts with me coming home early one day to find my husband bent over our couch, his pants around his ankles with a husky black man behind him. he was fucking John with the biggest cock I have ever seen, the black man was balls deep in John, and John took it, he took it like a champ. The black man slapped Johns ass, John made a yep sound and told the man to fuck him harder, his cock moved in and out of Johns... Continue»