Fetish Porn Stories Page 341
This Fictional Story is written by Jennifer Jones and contains explicit sexual material and situations involving consenting Adults No reference to u******e persons is intended or implied. No reference to real Persons dead or alive is intended or implied.
I was sitting on the terrace under the cabana by the pool, reading one of my favorite erotic novels. When I read like this I put it inside a Business Reports magazine so Daddy won’t suspect anything. I was particularly aroused this day reading about a captured woman on a Pirate ship while they beat her and had their way with her w... Continue»
Several months ago, my wife and I invited my best friend and his wife to visit and stay the weekend with us. It was Friday and I had to work, but planned on getting off work early to meet them. Well my buddy called when he got into town and my wife was home, but unfortunately I wasn't able to leave my job right away.
They arrived at my home and my wife greeted them and made them feel at home. We were planning on barbequeing and swimming later that evening. My wife got them all situated and told them they would be sl**ping in my oldest son's room, since he was away at a friends for the week... Continue»
My Hot Wife Katie Chapter 15
Katie visits the hospital.
Kathryn Jackson, the sexy married wife, was devastated. She learned a few weeks ago that she didn't get the promotion at the hospital. The board, as it was explained to her, hired a much younger accountant who they felt was a more qualified applicant. Katie couldn't fathom returning to work as a secretary and told Sheila she quit not thinking about the added income that was needed for her own f****y’s expenses. Money was the last thing on her mind as she was ashamed about what she had done to save the job she didn't even have. It... Continue»
I went around to visit my s****r, who was recently divorced, as we planned to go out for a night on town, supposedly to celebrate her freedom, guess what, she picked a guy up and disappeared, leaving me with some creep, who I eventually dumped, and went back to her house, to spend the night.
I got back late, in fact it was early morning, so I sat down on the settee and turned-on the TV, and with a large glass of wine I was confronted by a full blown Porn movie, I guessed my nephew was watching porn, but what really confirmed it, was the 'Fleshlight', behind the cushion, I had put my head on, ... Continue»
Carmen was in the den, sitting on the couch with a knee tucked under her chin and her foot propped on the coffee table, applying polish to her toenails. She was wearing a short-waisted, loosely knitted cover-up jacket that revealed dots and dashes of a tiny, neon-orange bikini top. Except for the presence of a thin thong waistband, a profile view of her bare, toned thigh and rounded, firm buttock would give the impression she was nude from the waist down. While she concentrated on her work, a rush of wind swept up the canyon and infiltrated the privacy screen of dense evergreens surrounding th... Continue»
This is a true account of my second trip to the swingers club. There are a couple of pictures that came out like shit and a short video that is too dark to see anything but you can hear me moaning and sucking dick. I’ll post those even though they are disappointing.
I rushed home after work, showered and grabbed my outfit. I wore a black mini-skirt, a sheer black blouse, and red 4” heels. I was told not to wear a bra so my breasts were plainly visible through the blouse. As we walked out of the room, He turned to me... Continue»
I watched as Alicia slipped a short black, wrap-around dress over her head and pulled the belt tight. She was only wearing a tiny pair of wispy black lace panties and sheer thigh-high stockings under the dress.
She sat down next to me and pulled on her matching high heel shoes.
She turned to me and lightly kissed me with her full lips.
"I'm ready to go." she said and stood up.
I took her hand and we walked out to the car. We drove to the restaurant, parked the car, and went in. We had made reservations and had arrived early. We were both nervous and I ordered drinks.
As we ... Continue»
I live in a small town where not much happens. Fifteen years ago, a f****y rented the upstairs apartment in our large house. We had much more room than we needed, and the entire upstairs was turned into a private apartment. A lovely f****y moved in and we became like f****y rather quickly.
The mother was remarried and her one c***d was from her previous marriage. Her new husband was younger than her, and the Mahoney's were a perfect f****y to live in our house. Their daughter, Erin was a very cute girl. She was full of energy and sass through her toddler and adolescent years. At around the... Continue»
Ok,if you have read my other stories you'll know I'm married to a very hot little wife. She fucks who she wants when she wants and some times I get to eat her afterward. This story took place at Christmas time. We had a few couples over for a small Christmas party , it was a well behaived party. My wife wore a skirt that came to her knees and a Christmas sweater with Santa on it. She had on red stockings held up by a garter belt and a half cup bra left her nipples uncovered. But no one there even noticed all that sexy underware. It was about midnight and everyone started to leave I saw them ou... Continue»
So It’s has been a while since I told you about how I first began my life as a black cock whore. I guess it is about time for me to fill you in with another story of how I love to have my pussy filled with a massive member. My husband is totally supportive of my slutty ways. His name is John and he is the one that introduced me to the idea of fucking these big black dicks. He loves to watch and sometimes I left him. Other times I go out and meet up with some big dicks and let them use my body for their pleasure and then I go home and let john clean me up and fuck me as I tell him of my exploit... Continue»
Before you read this, I want you to know something. I am absolutely not a bad person. I see people of all races as people. I don't normally have weird fetishes. You see I grew up in a racially diverse, wonderfully f****y-oriented environment. My name is Evelyn Marguerite Jacobs and I'm a lifelong resident of Boston, Massachusetts. I grew up in a city where people of African-American, Asian, Hispanic or Native American descent made up half of the total population. A city which has been Black Police Chiefs, Latino mayors, African-American female State Representatives and openly gay Congressmen. ... Continue»
I was lying there pretending to sl**p, I knew what he was capable off and what he had done before, and here I was setting myself up, it made me horny whenever I thought about it, I just hoped once he saw the almost empty wine bottle, and the vodka bottle together on the floor, he would think I was d***k and start touching me.
All those years back when I was a girl, he was a favorite with his nieces and nephews, a little ploy on his part, as it was his nieces he wanted to enjoy and his visit to my room, where I was genuinely sl**ping and dreaming, he was in my dream, strangely loving me, not a... Continue»
I work for a cell phone company. Part of my job is to travel to cell phone towers and fix any problems they might have. I enjoy it but am on call most weekends. Now I consider myself a man in public but at home I love dressing up as a slutty tramp. I love the feel of lingerie on my body. I had a few experiences with a man but it was mostly mutual masturbation. My crossdressing is a secret to everyone except the few I have met online.
Most Friday nights me and the coworkers go out drinking. Just a bunch of guys out having a good time. One particular Friday I got really d***k and my superviso... Continue»
When it became apparent to Brittany that I loved her long, swollen clit, things got a little spicier than I had anticipated. She was no longer shy about getting her needs filled. She flirted more openly, instead of getting dressed before leaving the shower, she'd go from the shower to her room wrapped only in a towel, whether Lisa was home or not. I'd drive her to school ocassionally and get a hand job along the way, or she'd let me finger fuck her. On one of these trips to school, she was wearing a shorter skirt. As the traffic slowed, out of the corner of my eye, I seen her slipping out... Continue»
What if Deb woke up ? What would I say to her if she did ? I was willing to take the chance just to get a peek at what I assumed was going on in the pool just out side the bedroom window . As the thoughts rushed thru my head I could see they were close to one another but could not see what was going on. I looked back behind me Deb was on our bed sl**ping like a rock . I’m sure Prince Valium and the red wine had her tucked away for the night . The plan is working smooth , things are going quite well , but I still want to see how they act all alone. All the sudden I hear Deb say What are you ... Continue»
I moved to this neighborhood a couple of years ago. I work at home and tend to be a homebody, so I really never have gotten to know any of my neighbors save the ones on either side of me and across the street. Being a homebody, I'd gotten kind of lazy, and when I noticed my Levis getting a bit tough to button, I decided enough was enough. I had to do something - no way was I going to turn into some single spinster cat lady as big as the side of a house, so I decided to start walking. At first I'd just walk around the block a couple of times, but that soon became boring, so I stepped it up ... Continue»
I use the term 'lesbian' loosely.
It happened in High School, I think it was year 10 or 11. Around the age people go out at the weekend and drink cider on the park and around the age you start putting willys in your mouth at house parties.
Anyway, at one of these Saturday house parties, I'd d***kenly stumbled into a bedroom to see one of the girls in my year taking part in the act of willy sucking. I laughed and walked out, told a few mates and thought nothing of it.
High School being High School, by Monday morning it had spread all round the school and she wasn't happy. This wasn't... Continue»
"aahh, hello phoebe," says mr tompson. he spanks me hard too, but just with his hand.
"stand phoebe," says mr tompson and i do. he unbuttons my blouse and pulls it off for me while mr baxter takes off my skirt. "sit on the desk please phoebe,".
"sir," i say
"that was not an invitation miss parker it was an order, obey it," said mr baxter. i sit on the desk without another word of protest. mr baxter opens my legs and gets to his knees. mr thompson removes my bra.
[b]what mr baxter does:
he begins to lick, spreading the labia a... Continue»
"Will there be anything else, sir?" the maitre d' asked politely as he returned the small leather folder with the dinner receipt in it.
With the bill paid and the last of the espresso consumed David replied. "No, everything was excellent as usual."
"Well then if you will follow me I will let you into the service elevator so that you can be on your way to the parking garage without a stop. Sixty four stories can be a long way if you have to stop at any number of them." The maitre d' made a small bow and gestured toward the kitchen.
"That is really nice of you," Donna said. "You all hav... Continue»
As I mentioned in another story, I started dressing when I was around 11, at first in my older s****r’s clothes, she was just getting into her teens and had her first bras and stockings and I had my first thrill wearing them. There were just the three of us at home, Mother, s****r and I, father had long disappeared. Mother worked in the fashion industry so back in the 1950s/60s/70s when there were still the classical fashions being worn daily, she was always immaculate.
As I got older, I started to wear her clothes and then one day, my s****r, who was supposed to be out, walked in and cau... Continue»