Fetish Porn Stories Page 2
Many a time have I thought about the cougar next door, short choppy but funky red and purple hair.
9.00 am is our rendezvous time, I have work- as does she, pencil skirt and boobs on show, not too much to be real slutty just enough so you catch one quick glimpse and nothing more, any more revealed it would spoil the fantasy on what can be found underneath I guess.
'Morning' is about all I get. Then she steps, left heel first into her black BMW, only to do the same again the next day.
Ive been caught many times flirting away at the neighbours get togethers, and she always fli... Continue»
Wow. So here i go...
I had the best sex of my eniter life last weekend, with a man who ive known for years now...sort of odd at first, well mainly the day after, but then with the second incounter it was even more amaizing. Probably becuase we wernt shit face d***k. Any who, He ate my ass, first time for me, and all i can say is wow! I want his toung in my ass again, it felt so good, he stuck all his finers inside me and almost a whole fist. He fucked my wet pussy and ass until dawn, and then some in the morning, i still have his cum inside my pussy from this morning. You know on my emotional... Continue»
She: I reach out to the woman, to pull her close and The Man smiles. He steps back a bit and watches. Then he whispers something to the woman and she touches my bare wrists.. For the first time in days I am unbound. The warm sunlight sparkles on my soft oiled skin. I am free, but never really free. She touches my lips, and I touch hers. My heart is pounding and I want nothing more than to lie on this blanket with her. I want to taste her lips, her sex, her essence. I have a need to experience her. I look over to The Man, perhaps asking for permission. He smiles and steps back a bi... Continue»
The Man - I stand in the hallway and decide to go outside into the garden for a while. The evening is a friend. It is already dark and the breeze is cool. I sit by the pool, number two brings me a bite to eat and a glass of wine. She's a treasure. In the moonlight I see her eyes glow. I smile and kiss her forehead before she disappears again. I look up at the stars, sip my wine and light a cigar, let the smoke curl through my mouth and escape again through my nose, tasting the dark, sweet Brazilian tobacco. My mind replays today's video. Image by image, carefully analy... Continue»
I was about packing my suit case and I found my very sexiest "lady undies" and put in the suit case and my silkone titties, a package of tena lady pads, just in case I should become wet between my tighs. I usually do get wet from too much precom.
Well everything was in place and I was fully dressed almost like a woman. I choosed black panties, black bra,black garter belt and black stockings and a black pantygirdle for to keep my dick between my tighs.
I had a long way to drive to this meeting and so I started very early in the morning. I jerked off into moms dirty panties before ... Continue»
The Man - All you can remember is falling asl**p on the coach, your head on my lap, my fingers massaging your face and playing with your pony tail. You do not know how long you have been there when I wake you up and let you drink and eat. Lots of water and a few light snacks. No words. You look at me and smile. A shy smile, uncertain about your emotions. I take your head in my hands and kiss you long and intense, then lift you and take you to your room.
You are laid on the bed on your belly and I take care of your bruised bottom, carefully inspecting the long, parallel welts o... Continue»
This was written to post to a group I use to moderate online about masturbation. This is the recount of the first visit we had to our group meeting with a woman.
As many of you know a group of us men have been getting together on average of
once a month here in the San Jose area for a little afternoon enjoyment of mutual masturbation. We began meeting last summer in July and at least once a month since then. While it has been up to this week just the guys that have been joining in, there has always been interest from women about our gathering.
So with our planned event on Monday I ... Continue»
Chapter 1- The Voyage & The Storm
We sailed from London on September 3, 1759. It was a cold and wet day, and I was miserable. My father had insisted I travel with him on this voyage to the West Indies. It was to last for months and I just knew I would die if I couldn't see William for such an extended length of time.
That was my father's plan, of course. William was a scoundrel, according to him. He hated William and his f****y, and had upon numerous occasions forbidden me to see him. He was beneath us, he used to say. Perhaps that was why I enjoyed William'... Continue»
Chapter 8 - The Captains Quarters
The Captain's cabin was almost twice the size of my tiny room, but that was not saying much. It was neat and clean, however, and well organized. There was a small desk and chair in the corner and it was covered with writing materials. I noticed several books and I was very impressed.
"A pirate that reads!" I thought. "How extraordinary!"
But I did not have much time for dwelling on these items as the captain gave me another smack with the paddle and told me to climb onto the bed and lie down. I obeyed immediat... Continue»
My mind was in a turmoil, here I was with my 2 older cousins cousins both naked as I had imagined them to be so many times. The only trouble was Janet was sitting on me with her legs outstretched and I was torn between the suffering I was feeling from her squashing me into the caravan floor and the fact her immense breasts were only a couple of feet from my face. Kathleen who was sitting cross legged next to my head was threatening to stand on me in heels and although she was not as fat as her younger s****r she was tall and sturdy.
"Please don't hurt me any more", I gasped as ... Continue»
Chapter 9 - Games In The Evening
The captain let me sl**p the rest of the afternoon. When I awoke he was gone. I opened the tiny porthole and saw the sun was almost touching the water. It would be dark soon.
Quietly I opened the captain's door. I wasn't sure if I was allowed to leave but nature was calling me desperately. To my surprise Robb, the cabin boy, stood outside. He grinned at me.
"The captain tired you out, eh?"
I blushed and looked away. "I need to use the bathroom." He nodded and led me to a small room where I took c... Continue»
Chapter 11 - The Pirates Attack A Vessel
I thought the bath would seem routine by now but I was beginning to learn that nothing was routine where I was concerned. I was much more sore this morning than ever before and the salt water of the bath made my raw welts scream.
The cabin boy, I noticed, was also becoming much more adept at his job, cleaning me efficiently and quickly, but with many superfluous touches against my breasts and sex. Though I'd just been remarkably satisfied by the captain I found that after the bath I was again quite aroused and slightly wet.
Call me Steve. I was in my late twenties when this happened. At that time I was still young, fit, and attractive enough to star in porn videos. No, I was not ‘hung like a horse,’ but rather my erect cock was only slightly larger than the average American man’s. However, I almost never had any trouble controlling my erection and my ejaculations, and I could act. Together with my attractiveness, that was enough to make me star quality. But after a couple of sex videos I got turned off to that industry’s style and increasingly began to worry about sexually transmitted dise... Continue»
As I lay there under Kathleen I tongued her arse, as I had been told, my early revulsion at performing this task long since passed by the desire to please her. She was my ideal woman, tall, stocky and really quite cruel, I fancied her and would have walked across broken glass if she told me to. I was also listening to their conversation, as Janet squeezed my balls making me wince and every so often.
Janet whined, "I don't know if I should fuck him, he likes that and I really like hurting him" ! Kathleen answered, "Well you could crush fuck him, I do it to Andy Stevens all ... Continue»
A dream of a UK secretary, that has become a sex highlight for this oversexed Scorpio. Ive spent so much time iin her videos, black nylons, perfectly shaped calves, a ass so mouthwatering that I could french kiss her asshole ass day, but, I stray from my story,
A voyeur true, a dream of Shirl, pretend, but so hot.With her permission ( begged from her :)), as the sun sets , I approach her window, her curtains, prearranged, open wide. I await, patiently, my nylon queens entrance. Darkened room, but soon, lights come on, and enters, a nylon goddess, sweet, sweet Shirl. wearing a long bathrobe
Well I hoped you enjoyed my first chapter and I will try and get more sexual in the next couple chapters, but for right now I'd like to continue sharing my earlier experiances and at the same time keep it short and sweet and in this chapter!
So after my initial experiance, I continued my quest to find dirty panties, usually at friend's houses, visiting relatives etc. I would like to say though that I never once took my mothers underwear, as I never had the urge to, I know from talking to other panty guys that a lot did but it wasn't my cup of tea so I stuck to cousin's ... Continue»
Throughout their life, men and women seek their complimentary, their ideal sex partner. So many fail, in bed, yes, very sensual, but passons differ. Some need but rarely, then, there are those, a small core in comparison with the billions of people throughout the world, who can be truly called oversexed.
Ive been consumed with sexual lust throughout my life. Sexual adventures a-pleanty, though, something was always lacking, generally the drive to match my own.Content to dwell in the world of porn to satisfy my unquenchable need. Then, unexpected, one came to me, unreachable, yet every fibe
Jason was getting frustrated. The embroidered jacket was chafing, the
bar scotch he'd ordered was watery, and he was sweating in the rubber
pants. What the hell he thought, I may as well enjoy my drinking, if I
can't enjoy the bl**dy party. He poured his drink into an abandoned
margarita, and caught the bartender's eye. "Double shot of Macallan,
neat," he ordered. The bartender, a bored-looking gorilla in a nun's
habit, said, "Top shelf is four bucks a shot," waited for his reaction,
and when he said nothing, turned to pour.... Continue»
Jason had actually dreaded this moment. Although a virgin, he was by
no means ignorant, and through his reading and by the coarse jokes and
bragging told in the swimming team locker room, he had surmised that
cunnilingus was a distasteful and unpleasant experience. All that
changed in the next thirty seconds. As she lowered her crotch over his
face, she began stroking his erect cock, occasionally leaning forward
to tongue and partially suck on him. He was eager to return the
favor. He sniffed cautiously. A melange of scent surprised his nose.
The smell of t... Continue»
Mandy stared at nothing out the windshield. "Oh, about a week should
"A week! I was thinking of hours! I can't stay a week, I've got to be
back to work on Monday."
"Oh, come on," Mandy said reproachfully, "we haven't seen each other in
years. Besides, you look like you could use a vacation. Don't you
have some vacation time you could use?"
"Well... I've got thirty days a year, and I haven't used any yet, but.."
"Then it's final! I'll hear no more about it. We'll just stop off at
your place, pick up this kinky wardrobe of yours, and then h... Continue»