Fetish Porn Stories Page 332
People think I'm complicated
I'm not complicated as much as I am free of discrimination and others opinion over the true identity of who I am. See regardless whether one agrees or not I am not male, nor am I female either. I exist in a truth that is outside sociological normality. Our society got stained with the residue from over thousands of years of misleading. ONE small faction of mankind tried and semi temporarily successfully created a definition that has tried to eliminate the true existence of ALL people. (temp because: it is statistically logical that over that time technology an... Continue»
As I stood before the Africa door, with a drop of cum still on my now flaccid dick, I realized what I had just done. I had just ****d a young woman. I sat down against one of the walls of the main room and went silent for some time. I sat there for about five minutes until a man with a bl**dy handprint on his belly came out of the door marked "Asia". He looked at me and smiled.
"That bitch is never having solid food again, let me tell you."
I looked at him, puzzled. He opened his hand in front of him and a couple of bl**dstained teeth fell out and landed on the floor before me.
"The chink g... Continue»
When I was about this old, my widowed dad start to made me do one thing I never thought I'll ever do. At first it was really embarrassing, because he has not seen me naked since I was little. But now that I'm this old, he said that everyday starting today that I will have 'no clothes' on when I'm on the house. And that every once in awhile, he'll touch inside my sweet spot to see if my hymen is intact and still there.
Do you have the slightest idea where this story heading to? Well you should, unless you grew up from a f****y nudism then probably no.
Its just as worst as putting on a cha... Continue»
When Empress had finished taking pics and videos and collecting enough evidence to ruin an army, let alone one guy she sat at her laptop and downloaded all the images onto her hotmail account and sent a copy to Mistress Saskia who was sat with her.
"There sissy, now they are safe in our hands and there is NO WAY you can get to them or more importantly, get rid of them. You are one fucked little whore boi"
Her words echoed in my head... she was right... i was screwed over...
Empress rose to her elegant feet and left the room only to return a few minutes later.
She had in her hand a pink CB2... Continue»
Author's Note: This is a follow up to The Young Master series. You can start here if you aren't interested in Belle's misadventures as spoiled young man turned out by his own sissy slave and eventually enslaved by his step-father, but it does introduce a lot of characters you'll read about in this series.
I don't know how long I was under...days, weeks...who knows, maybe even months. Reality blurred with nightmares as I felt my flesh being cut into by cold scalpels and stuck with needles, filling me with horribly persuasive dreams of a beautiful new body. I tried to imagine myself as a... Continue»
The Journey Begins
He waited, naked, tied spread eagle to the upright rectangular frame that stood upon a circular dais like an empty doorframe in the middle of the room. She had told him to survey the wall in front him and reflect upon the various implements that hung there or rested upon shelves. “Think of what those will do to you”, She had told him earlier, “you may end up intimately knowing of each one, If I choose.” She patted his bare ass, “I’m going to rest, I’ll be back when I want to, hang loose,” She chuckled. She left the room. He studied the gear: whips of all types, clamp... Continue»
Jenny stood outside the door smoothing her hands over her skirt nervously. “I hope I look good,” she thought taking out her compact to check her makeup. “It’s been such a long time.” She applied a little more lipstick and pushed her dark brown hair back off her shoulders. She checked her eye shadow also, it was perfectly setting off those bright green eyes and long eyelashes. Jenny shut the compact with a snap and dropped it back in her purse. She was wearing dainty black heels and a hip hugging black mini skirt. Her halter top was black with tropical green flower... Continue»
Pregnancy risk sex goes beyond simple barebacking.
Barebacking is basically a selfish, lazy thing -- don't want to wear a condom, and just want to appeal to one's own pleasure. One can bareback with birth control, and not risk pregnancy (or at least, lower the risk).
Pregnancy risk sex requires stalking the woman and getting familiar with her menstrual cycle, and watching carefully for signs of ovulation. It also requires arguing against birth control, so you know she's fertile. You fuck her for the days before she ovulates, and every day till a few days after, just... Continue»
I think my attraction for the scent and smell of ladies panties came originally from my interest in my s****r's sex life. She was always lazy and untidy and I'd usually find her knickers on her bedroom floor in the morning, just where she'd walked out of them the night before - together with her bra and skirt and stockings. Although I'd notice that if Angie had been on a hot date, she'd either go to the trouble of kicking them under her bed, hiding them right down in the bed, or pushing them (neatly folded) to the bottom of the dirty washing bin. I knew when that happe... Continue»
I had just turned 18 and was in severe depression. mood disoders and social phobia. Never had many friends or a girlfriend or had sex. My older and quite cute cousin moved not too far by my house into a small apartmemt. She does not work and recieves disability and is a alcholic. She was 31 and I already knew from past she gets freaky with anyone when she is d***k and will literally throw herself at you. I started going to her house and she started to ask me to sl**p over and i would for 2 or 3 days at a time. we would drink and just hang and joke around. couple weeks into it me and her would ... Continue»
My Aunties Dark Side
I grew up in Chicago on the south side. A pretty rough part of town full of gangs and v******e. To keep me out of all that, my mom insisted I work hard through school. It worked since now at 18 I had been accepted into a special college in San Francisco, the SFC school for gifted writers. I was excited and so was my mom. She said she only knew one person out there. Her name was MS Carlson, the white lady mom used to house clean for.
The two women had kept in touch, Christmas cards and such ever since MS Carlson moved out west. The two were very close when mo... Continue»
IM 39 YEARS OLD AND MY MOM IS 64, WE HAVENT SEEN EACHOTHER OR EVEN TALKED IN 19 YEARS. AND I DONT KNOW WHY? MY PARENTS DIVORCED WHEN I WAS 8 AND I WENT TO LIVE WITH MY MOM. FROM THEN ON IVE ALWAYS LOOKED AT MY MOM IN A DIFFERENT WAY. I SLEPT IN HER BED ALOT BECAUSE OF SCARY SHIT THAT YOUR SCARED OF AS A k**.MY MOM WOULD WALK AROUND NAKED WHEN SHE GOT OUT OF THE SHOWER AND GOT READY AND I REALLY STARTED TO LOOK AT HER DIFFERENT. SHES 5'2'' WITH BIG BOOBS,NICE WIDE HIPS,AND A HAIRY PUSSY! SO I STARTED LOOKING THEN IT WENT TO WATCHING. ONE TIME SHE HAD A FRIEND NINA OVER AND THEY WERE DRINKING A... Continue»
My younger s****r, Lisa, has been a cock tease for as long as i can remember. Now 18, she loves walking around the house showing off her long, lean legs and her tight ass. Although she was a little taller than I was at 5'08", she had small but firm breasts and seldom wore a bra under her shirts.
As she grew into a young woman, again she paraded around the house, now with the very developed body of a young woman rather than a young girl. She had long blonde hair, blue eyes, and a way of walking that just made guys stop in their tracks.
Our parents always were scolding her about her styl... Continue»
Hearing the word `doctor' caused Angela's nipples to tighten and her pussy
to quiver. The last time she had entered into a conversation with a medical
professional about her sexuality the result had been thrilling, but it had
also left her with her current dilemma. Part of her mind was saying never
mind all that ask her if she'll lick your pussy.
"So how can I help?" the nurse prompted unable to keep her eyes from
straying to her patient's chest. From her vantage point there was no doubt
that the teacher's nipples were straining against the sheer material of her
bra, and presenting t... Continue»
My name is Melissa. Ever since my marriage last year, my sex life has been difficult. My husband is serving in the military and since our honeymoon he has only been back home one time to fuck me. I am faithful to him. But I can't live like a nun. I need my kicks.
So far I've been getting my kicks by masturbating while I think about other men fucking me. Or by getting on xHamster and looking at cocks and guys jacking off. Or by playing sex games with Holly – my girlfriend in town.
I've decided that all of this stuff isn't ch... Continue»
I was at the usual watering hole where the walls are painted black and the bands are loud, with angst-filled lyrics and pulsating rock rifts that always thump to your heart rhythm. The beer, it's fucking ice cold and you sweat as much as the beer bottles.
There's no door to the men's restroom that has one urinal and one toilet no one ever sits on. I went in and two men were in front of me. I noticed that every time someone relieved themselves they didn't bother with washing their hands. We all knew that this place never had paper towels so the sink was left unused. I wasn't ashamed to step... Continue»
The Bondage Whore, by Rachel St. Clair, All Rights Reserved.
Chapter 9 - First Anniversary on the Job
It was July 15th, a quieter than usual Wednesday night, and Rachel was daydreaming. As tonight was her first anniversary as a bondage whore, Rachel was in a reflective, and somber mood. She thought back on the year just past, the many indignities, and was trying to sort out how exactly she wound up like this, and what was worst about it.
She remembered back to that fateful night when she happened across the "Bondage Whore" want-ad in the window of Jimmy's whorehouse, and how nai... Continue»
About 18 months ago I got arrested and as a resullt the police confis**ted my pc lol with over 1500 pictures of julie on it lol the police called her in and interviewed her about the picture and asked her if she was a prostitute she denied it then the police officer said to her if she want a pro she should bring charges against me for exposing her which under duress she did
We went to court and julie was f***ed under oath in an open court to admit shehad posed willingly for the pics and that I had told her all along that I had been posting her on the web my solicitor went even further and ... Continue»
I suppose the best way to describe Mike is to say he's fair but firm. Most of the time our sex life is pretty tame. We experiment a lot with lovemaking in various places and various ways, and we both love it. But sometimes I'm just feeling bitchy or frisky and I try to make demands. When I get into these moods, my lover has to take control and put me in my place. Of course, I know where these demands lead me; right into tight ropes and pain!
It had been a wonderful day at the office. I'd finally finished a project I'd been working on for the last month or so, and for the first time I f... Continue»
Jane and the Belly Dancer
We resumed fucking and for the first time in my life I began to feel sick to my
stomach while having sex. It was time to resume my self coaching.
"This is how I'm gonna someday make THE BIG BUCKS! Just a few more minutes.
Oh shit look at those tits bounce! The way she's moving her legs. OMG OMG OMG!
I gazed into the full length mirror inside the dressing room and admired
my new makeover. There was fresh make up on my face which for the first
time ever, included f... Continue»