Fetish Porn Stories Page 342
She grabbed me by the ear and directed me to the bed.
She has done this many a time before, however, she has been quite tired lately so I figured it would be some heavy petting the just a quickie before sl**p.
Oh how I was wrong. I was not ready for what happened next.
On our way to the bed she took my shirt off, NO, she ripped my shirt off.
Lay me on my back on the bed and started to suck and chew at my neck and chest.
Before I knew what was happening I was blind folded and she was preparing the restraints for my wrists, my hand secured behind my head.
She was wrapping... Continue»
I promised to describe my first experience using a strap-on dildo on my husband Anthony (actually, he was my boyfriend at the time). In my first two stories I related how I discovered my husband's penchant for being dominated sexually and how I, a natural submissive, learned to love switching roles from time to time.
I was falling in love with Anthony, but I felt that there might be a conflict because he really was primarily submissive and so was I. On the other hand, after teasing and dominating him in just the right ways, I could bring out an a****l hidden inside him and he would truly f... Continue»
For six months I had been going out with just one woman, Jeanine, and I managed to keep my fun time with other boys a secret. One day, that all changed.
It was a normal Friday night. I was kneeling on the porno booth floor, stripped to just my pantyhose and a smile. My mouth was full of a nice, long, slender cock that was tickling a couple inches down into my throat and back out again.
He pulled until just the very tip was in my mouth let loose a load of thick cum that would drown a horse. Needless to say I choked a little, and cum gushed from the sides of my mouth and onto the floor a... Continue»
Weeks went by and Peter, my married colleague and friend (well, sort of), and I have been having fun. Everybody was clueless, including his wife. Of course, it's not something that you can broadcast to your friends.
"Hey, Jess! Tom and I are going out this weekend," Shereen, my close friend from work, told me. She and her BF Tom have been going out for almost a year now. "We're meeting this close friend of his. Why don't you come along?" If there's one word to describe Shereen, it's persistent. She persistently hooks me up with someone, arranges blind dates for me, ever since I've become si... Continue»
I think I told you last Christmas that I've always measured the success of a sex session by the size of the wet patch on the bed sheets afterwards. And it was this little obsession of mine that has landed me in a lot of trouble this last year.
I'd longed to get inside the knickers of my step-s****r, especially after I'd found that especially large wet patch in her bed after she'd had sex with her boyfriend: a wet patch so large that it could only have been made from her having ejaculated or urinated, or perhaps both in her excitement at being fucked by him. I know I used to sometimes hear ... Continue»
She stood in the mist, a singular figure silhouetted by the street lamp behind, unnoticed by the few souls trudging past in the gathering darkness. She smiled as she spied a young couple, lovers of heart and mind, but not yet of the flesh, bidding their fond farewell for the evening as he climbed into the cab. The girl waved from her doorstep as the carriage drove off, only to clutch to her heart that waving hand once the carriage rounded the corner, the horse's well shod hooves clacking on the cobbled street beyond. She turned with a start, peering into the mist toward the street lamp as if s... Continue»
At 6:15 a.m., Erik's mom, Sara, lay in bed with a mild hangover.
“Maybe drinking that whole bottle of wine wasn't such a good idea.” she thought.
She lay in bed naked, tucked under the covers. It was cold, and she didn't want to get up. But she had been lying awake for 15 minutes and knew she wasn't going fall back asl**p.
Coffee would be good, she thought. And so would her son's friend Jason.
She could tell he had a good-sized cock—she couldn't help but glance at his crotch every time he came to stay the night with Erik.
“I'd love to slowly unzip his pants, reach in, and ge... Continue»
Sometimes I try to think back to see where my pantyhose fetish started and I believe that it began about the time I was going through puberty and just getting used to having erections. We had a school bus driver who was a very pretty redhead. She was about 18 years old with long legs and she always wore pantyhose with extremely short skirts (which were in fashion back then). I remember getting onto the bus in the mornings and being greeted by those long luscious legs. Once in awhile, she would turn to the back of the bus yelling something at the students just as I would be getting on the steps... Continue»
The Lesbian and the Leatherman
(It’s not what you think!)
and there is nothing disgusting
Robert was what we called a ‘leatherman’….he was one of the older well tanned men that sat by themselves in a beach chair, slathered in suntan oil, along the edge of my favorite nude beach. The ‘leathermen’ never bothered anyone and rarely seemed to talk to strangers. Most were in good shape for their age and the tan, oil and solid age wrinkles really did make them look like leather.
When I returned to the East Coast this summer the first place I went was my favorite nu... Continue»
When I was a freshman at college, an old neighbor of mine came back from Wales. The last time I saw him was when I was in grade school. He has this daughter who's two years older than me.
One day, I went to the beach; which was my backyard, and saw my neighbor. He approached me and said hi. We talked about stuff that changed over the years, about his job and how hard it is to raise a f****y, about me going to college. Then I opened up about her daughter.
"How's Geo?" I asked.
"She's fine. She's going to college next year." He answered.
"Here? I thought she'd be studying in Wales" I... Continue»
Joan, my 60 year old Mother in law welcomed with a smile. The day before I had, once again, wanked myself off in her bathroom, leaving a heavy deposit of spunk in a pair of pale blue silky panties. She had phoned me earlier to thank me and insisted I visit her for a proper payment.
As soon as the door was closed, she went straight into dominant mode.
“Good to see you, you little pervert, I hope you are ready for some more pussy and arse licking.”
“Yes Joan, whatever you want.”
“Well firstly I want you to strip off and put these on,” she said and she handed me a pair of white knickers.
Wife Spanked by security
This is a true story of an event that happened to my wife. This event happeened in the early 1990's.
She was in a department store one day and a little short of cash. She had run her credit card up, so had no credit on it.
She happened to notice a very nice blouse which only had one of her size out on display. My wife is not a theif, but could not resist the temptation to sneak the garment into her bag.
As she made her way out of the shop, a security guard stopped her and asked if she could accompany him to "the office". She said they went up some stairs at t... Continue»
While Natalie has been out of action she took it into her own hands to ‘make me happy’.
She started by looking on a local swinger site looking for men and women for me, and found a couple which we contacted.
A girl named Emma was interested in sl**ping with someone on the big side and who would like to be dominated. So we arranged a date to meet and talk. When meeting we talked about normal things as Emma was a little shy to open up in public so arranged a day for her to come over to our place. When arriving she had a case which was soon going to be our best friend for the weekend. Natali... Continue»
after feeding me Mary, untied me from the chair, other than keeping my hands tied behind my back, and a short chain between my ankles. She attached a studded collar around my neck attached to a dogs lead, and led me from the room. I teetered on the heels behind her, taking little fairy steps due to my chained ankles. she led me alomg an empty white corridor and into another room.
the room was decked out like a c***ds play room, on a rug in the centre of the room was a large rocking horse unlike any i'd ever seen. protruding up from the saddle was a 10" cock shaped dildo, and protruding back... Continue»
my first task would be to cook a delicious meal for You and Your friends. I assume that You would want be to be naked whilst I was cooking, wearing only my collar, anklet, Your cage and my rubber mask. Whilst I was preparing dinner I would serve You all champagne.
For a first course I would prepare a crayfish and crab salad with guacamole, served with a chilled dry white wine. For the main course, chicken breasts stuffed with pate in a mushroom and brandy cream sauce, served with baby new potatoes, baby leeks and green beans. For pudding I would serve a forest fruit pavlova with lots o... Continue»
Breathing deep, exhale first. Skin on skin, tastes like roses and sweat. Something a****listic. Hips grinding up against each other, bruising me. His are bony. Bite down, leaving more marks. Marks to remind me tomorrow, to make him remember, even if he doesn’t want to. Lips are on shoulder blades, tongues trailing down torsos. Teenage cliches aside, making me gasp with only one touch. His hair slick on his forehead when he flips me over. Tits and tummy pressed into the sheets, one hand makes me shiver. A resounding slap and a groan escapes his lips. I smile wickedly, and feel my cheeks start t... Continue»
just fantasy In this story everybody is over 18
My mommy is very attractive with nice looking tits that are full of milk nice round ass great legs and a tight wet pussy that cant get enough of my big hard cock.
Mommy: Mommy is so horny today baby. Come here and lick my wet pussy. MMMMM mommy likey, you such a good boy. Keep eating my hot dirty cunt, yes! That's it lick up mommy's fuck juices, keep eating!, lick my clit!, eat mommy's cum. such good little bitch boy.
Oh look your cock is so big and hard with precum staining your cute little panties. Naughty boy making a messy all ready.... Continue»
With Susie sitting next to me, I continued to comment on her body - lips, silky sking, et al. She seemed to be loving it. She then said, "Since you like my tits so much (another great turn-on, a woman referring to her "tits), would you like to touch them?" I didn't answer with words - merely with a slow, gentle reach out to capture her tits in my hands. While cupping these wonderful mounds in my palsm, my thumbs found her nipples and I began to stroke them. Susie moaned.
Almost as if on cue, we both said, "Let's go to the room!" We wrapped in towels, grabbed our clothes and got in the eleva... Continue»
It's been quite awhile since I've posted on this site. Very busy, and not much time to pursue any "action." That changed last week, fortunately.
I had a consultation gig in the Great Plains, one that had me on the road for 5 days and 4 nights. Pretty much all work and no play - until I closed out the consultation. One of the principals with whom I was working had been invited to a holiday party, but had no date. She and I had hit it off pretty well, but I'm reluctant to get involved with clients.
At any rate, she asked if I'd accompany her to the party; otherwise, she wasn't going to go.... Continue»
So, Susie was stripping at poolside. I asked if she'd mind my watching the show. She chuckled, blushed a bit, and continued to strip. Her shimmery v-necked top went over her head, uncovering her bra-restrained tits. While still captive in the lacy frock, I guess-timated she was a 36 or 38C. I assumed she'd take off the skirt next, but she did not. Reaching behind her back, she released the hooks of her bra and slid it off her shoulders. Her tits were now free to fall and bounce - and, that they did. Since she was 50 and ever so slightly Rubenesque, she had developed some minor Cooper's Droop.