Fetish Porn Stories Page 9
Later, after watching TV for a few hours – and falling asl**p on the couch with the TV still on – I heard a knock on the door. It took me a few seconds to realize where I was – another knock – and I could see the clock in the kitchen; 3:15 in the morning? (Who's knocking on my door this early in the morning?). Then I thought about my neighbor from across the complex (the one that likes to feed you his cock) and I panicked a little – another knock – (just see who it is, but if it's him, don't open that door).
After getting to my feet, shaking the drowsiness from my head, I looked through t... Continue»
For three days I had avoided him and told myself that I was such an idiot to let myself get talked into sucking his cock; that was how I felt most of the time, although there were other times I found myself getting turned on when I thought about his hard cock in my mouth. Still, I kept telling myself that I wasn't turned on by his cock and I wasn't going to every do that again.
At eighteen I had established my independence from my strict – and sometimes cruel father – and I wasn't going to get caught up with this older guy that was just an extension of my father. I wasn't turned on by guys ... Continue»
I was so irritated. My Mom and stepdad were heading to Italy for vacation and had called my stepb*****r Troy to stay with me.
“It’s so completely ridiculous that you won’t let me stay alone. I’m going to college next year for Christ sake.”
“Watch your tongue young lady,” my mother snapped.
“It’s still so fucking ridiculous.”
“Ava Marie,” my mother said silencing me, “you know damn well why we can’t let you stay alone, after the last time, you’ll be lucky if we let you go away to college next year.”
“I fucking hate you,” I shouted and pounded up the stairs to my room.
As I slammed the do... Continue»
I've been wanting to tell this story for almost 2 decades. I've never told a soul about this in all these years & I figured this community would appreciate a real story with all the gory details.
Immediately after our foray into the realms of the undoable, the reality of the situation becomes apparent to me. I crossed a line and can't take this back even if I wanted to. The complicated nature of bl**d relations is sobering and real.
As much as I want to call in sick and just lay in bed all day continuing our forbidden fun, I am desperately needed at work for part 2 of an incredibly ... Continue»
(I speak here with several local law enf***ement officers, and a judge, regarding a variety of topics regarding Dexter MGamba and 'The f****y.' I speak first with chief of police for that section Atlanta; and after that, I speak with two local citizens, each who have a very different take on things.)
Thank you for agreeing to speak with me about Dexter MGamba. I gather that there have been at least a few locally filed complaints about him personally, but more so regarding the nature of the relationship he has with the female members of his church group. Can you elaborate on some of the ... Continue»
('Leslie' is a wife of one of the married couples who are members of Dexter's 'The f****y' Church. In this short interview I ask he to tell me how she sees the happiness and health of the c***dren there.)
Tell me how you think the various c***dren, that have come about through Dexter MGomba's various sexual liaisons within 'The f****y' appears to be doing as people.
In my opinion, all the c***dren here are perfectly happy.
Do they all know that Dexter is their real father? And, if so, how have they grown up so far to regard that situation?
Every c***d in 'The f****y... Continue»
(This isn't an 'interview' per se. What it is, is a slightly edited transcript of a sermon given by Dexter MGamba at 'The f****y' compound on a hot and sultry Summer evening in early August of this very year.)
"b*****rs and s****rs in the Lord! What a wonderful sight it is from up here---seeing all of you setting there; your smiling faces; the sounds of the c***dren happily playing; and the peace that only WE know, through God's love and unfailing grace!
Isn't it a thrill, to set here, in this holy and consecrated place, and to FEEL the love of God; and to FEEL the 'peace, tha... Continue»
(I had a chance to set down with Dexter MGamba at 'The f****y's' church compound outside Atlanta, Georgia, and ask him to tell me more about his background, and something about his growing up in Botswana.)
What was your c***dhood like in Botswana?
My father was a very Christian man. He was a pastor of a small congregation when I was just a baby. My mother admired my father greatly for his devotion to God. But when I was 5 years old, my father was killed accidently in a bus crash, and my mother raised me as a single woman.
It was not easy for my mother, but she had tremendous f... Continue»
Wife And Friend After Our Party
When I decided to tell the stories about my wife fucking my best friend, I naturally chose to start with the first time they fucked each other, as the first story, and then continue adding new stories, until the last time they fucked. That's the reason I wrote the six different stories about my wife Ann, and my best friend Bob. If you have read them, this little story will make perfect sense to you. If you haven't read them, I hope you enjoy it anyway.
In my first story, Wife and Friend Fuck For The First Time #1of 6, I tell about how Ann and I went to San Die... Continue»
I woke up early, around 4 am, my cock still hard from the talk that we had had the night before. About you, wanting to break in the new house, as you kissed and licked my neck, causing chills to flow up and down my body, as my cock grew hard against my sweatpants. I shook my head at the memory as I carefully walked around the bed and gave you a light kiss on your forehead, as you rolled over in bed with a groan. My movement stopped, just slightly over your face as you got situated with all the extra room on the bed now that I was out of it. I smiled lightly and bent down again for a kiss on th... Continue»
She had no choice to stay cuffed to the pole. She had not made him happy and this was what she deserved. It was a hard lesson, but one that she needed. She could either sit there and wait it out or not get anything at all. In nothing but nylons and the plug she did not want to wear she could feel the cool air on her skin adding to her goose bumps already growing because of what might come.
When the door finally opened she looked up and smiled has he walked in. This might be the moment of relief for her. As he walked over she knew better than to speak and just moved to her knees. “That’s whe... Continue»
(This isn't an interview, but a random collection of thoughts and impressions I've gather while interviewing him, as well as many of the married couple members, of 'The f****y.')
For me, the thing I've become the most impressed with (out of a number of very impressive things) is how good of a father Dexter is to the growing number of c***dren that he, and now eleven member wives, has brought about over the last five years since Dexter began 'The f****y' ministry in Botswana!
Yet another thing that I've found repeatedly amazing, is the happiness and contentment, these wives husbands so c... Continue»
(I speak further with Dexter MGamba regarding the curious practice of the 'Libation Ceremony' for the male members of 'The f****y.')
Thank you, Dexter, for agreeing to speak with me further regarding the 'Libation Ceremony.'
I am always happy to discuss with anyone who is interested in what God is doing through this special work! So, please? Feel completely free to ask me anything at all!
Thanks. So---tell me how you came to establish this interesting practice.
In my home country of Botswana, which is a very Christian country, once had many different tribal practice... Continue»
"Damn Bob, I didn't know you were a faggot."
It was Jim. I had known Jim for a long time, 7th grade I think. We had never really gotten along. He was more of a jock type while I had always been a regular guy. Regular guy? It almost made me laugh. Here I was kneeling on the floor with my face covered in cum, my fingers still in my mouth licking off the cum from this man that had just used me, and my own cock dripping cum that no touch, only sucking cock had caused to erupt.
I felt the shame overwhelm me. A minute ago I hadn't cared who knew I was nothing more than a cocksucking slut, but ... Continue»
About ten years ago, I ended a pretty serious, 1-year relationship with a woman I had met while working at a bar. She was this classic beauty: elegant, dirty-blonde hair, thin frame, striking facial features, an amazing ass and set of perky, small tits. I was incredibly attracted to her, but we quarreled constantly. The separation was pretty painless, and the break-up was fairly mutual. Our lives were moving in separate directions, and it was obvious to both of us. But the direction in which mine drifted, neither of us could have ever imagined.
I've always been good with the ladies. By the ... Continue»
Dozie and I had sex two more times, the first times for me since my husband had passed two years before. I loved it. It was great, I felt so alive again, and now I knew I was fully recovered from my grief. I would never forget, but I was now ready to return to a full life. I also knew I didn't want to stay with Dozie permanently. As nice as he was, as good as he had been to me, and as much as I had liked having sex with him, he wasn't the person I wanted to settle down with. Perhaps no-one was. That was something I was still unsure about.
I also started to realize I wasn't a prude. I had a... Continue»
It had been three months since the last semen reward I received from that beautiful 27 year old cock. My wife had seen the lust in my eyes for the cock and knew this would become a staple to my diet. That's how I ended up here...on my knees with a cock in each hand.
My beautiful fitness instructor wife and I had attended a lifestyle party at a beautiful home in northern Massachusetts, all the while my wife had the intention of seeing her husband swallow multiple loads. I was game. We socialized for a while with a few of the single males, all the time my wife was recruiting feeders for me. A... Continue»
Dave's dick twitched as he waited for what he knew was going to happen. He thought back to how this whole thing had started and knew that deep down, he did want this. In the dark recesses of his mind, these thoughts had made themselves known and he had started everything with his question.
His wife Sharon was sucking on him in that slow and deliberate way she did, taking her time to get him hard, his balls swelling as she delayed his release. He watched as her head bobbed up and down, her lips sliding easily over his saliva-covered cock.
"What would you say if you saw me doing that?" he ... Continue»
Finally, my years of frustration, desire and wanton lust to have a cock between my lips was at hand. Here I kneeled, the dripping pre cum just inches from my lips. It was made all the better by my beautiful wife gently rubbing my asshole with one hand and stroking my cock with her other.
She whispered in my ear, is it as yummy to you as it looks to me? Yes, I responded. Does the cum dripping off the end of it just give you the desire to stuff it in your mouth? Yes, I agreed with a soft moan as her finger rubbed up against my tight clean hole. She knew exactly what to say and exactly how to ... Continue»
I'm sitting here in my hotel room waiting for you. I am waiting for you to come and dominate my mouth. My cock slowly grows inside my pants. I rub it as it swells and gets stiffer in anticipation.
The door opens and you walk in. I stand up quickly. My cock throbs with anticipation as I wait for you to tell me what to do next.
You command me to take my clothes off and I obey. I throw my shirt off and then unzip pants and let them fall to the floor. I then slowly slip off my briefs exposing my large, hard cock to you. I now stand here, completely naked and totally exposed before you.