This broad category of fetish stories covers all kinds of fetishism activities, whether they be for feet, latex, smoking, pantyhose, stockings, rubber, high heels, and even balloons! Feel free to write about your favorite fetishes in this section, and don't worry, there are sure to be other people who share the love of your particular fetish.
He was forever stained.
Written and edited with the help of an ex-catholic friend. This story may stir some controversy but then why write if it tastes like vanilla. Raised in Boston to love, honor and obey his family and one-day to fulfill his spiritual calling, Tom O’Brien was the youngest of six American bred Irish children. Every Irish Catholic family dreams of the day that one of their children will...Read On
She discovers the rumors were true.
He glanced up from his computer when he heard the commotion just outside his open door; his eyes shifted to the clock and noted the time. “Fifteen minutes late,” he mumbled to himself. He watched her sauntering in, reciting good morning greetings to her fellow coworkers, their faux smiles and un-cordial greetings in return, falling on deaf ears and blind eyes. She poked her head into...Read On
The soiled knickers were buried in the fluffy white carpet.
My older Auntie Rose was a bit of a drinker. I never saw her quite drunk, mind you, but she had the reputation of having quite the “hollow leg”. When she lived with us in our house at the end of Pokebottom Mews, she was always entertaining all sorts of strange men with varying degrees of mute adoration of her nylon clad legs. My mum told me that Aunt Rose had “lost” her true love when they were...Read On
She inhaled the scent of fresh spunk and female juices unable to move from her knees.
Regis Proudbottom fell into the demanding labors of a substitute wet-nurse more by accident than by choice. Her hard-working husband Tommy was properly proud of his attractive spouse. Regis’s friendly personality and generous nature made her popular with certain workmen and an assortment of neighborly husbands seeking respite from lack of domestic bliss. Her spouse was never put out over...Read On
The power of Chanel No. 19 can leave a woman helpless to its seductive nature.
"In order to be irreplaceable, one must always be different.” - Coco Chanel The evening begins to descend upon me as the shadows shift closer and closer to my work space. I am aware of the inevitable event that is about to unfold and the irritating feelings of lust about to commence as my fingers shakily press my keys in efforts to finish my work. The warmth in my pussy...Read On
This is the first chapter of my life as a submissive.
As instructed I arrived thirty minutes early at the airport. Before taking my seat in arrivals I checked the board for details on the flight my Mistress boarded some ten hours earlier. I felt both nervous and excited, for this was to be our first meeting following a fourteen month online relationship as Dom and Sub. As I sat waiting I thought back to six weeks ago when Mistress told me to...Read On
She made going back to school interesting!
I hated school. I hated the idea of sitting in a stuffy classroom, listening to the drone of the instructor's lecture on a subject I had no desire to learn. I hated it as a child, as a teenager, and as an adult as well. Right up until I met Lisa. After that my view of school changed, and sitting in a night-school classroom taking boring college classes didn't bother me so much. You see, I...Read On
I'm your little blonde slut for an afternoon
I can hear the rain outside. The breeze catches the drops and it rattles against the windows like the wind chime in my hallway. My heels ‘nick-nock’ against the wooden floor, as I approach the bedroom door. I’ve been looking forward to this moment for a while. To fulfil your little fantasy. I knew you wanted me, but I didn’t expect such a specific request. It’s funny you live next door to...Read On
She wanted to spend Spring Break with her Daddy...
It was her freshman year at college and it should have been exciting. The new adventure of being away from home, making new friends and embarking on her education. When she texted me she was anything but excited; frustrated was more like it. She had just caught a break for a while as her roommate had gone out with her parents. You see, her roommate didn’t even like to discuss sex, let alone...Read On
A kinky friend starts to really take control.
Emmy and I make it home to my front door unseen, much to my relief, our crotches are still soaking wet from Emmy pissing on me not more than 5 minutes before. We stumble in the house punch drunk with passion and I make my way straight to the drinks cabinet to pour us both a stiff drink. I notice Emmy wandering into the kitchen and when I walk through to hand her the drink I’m surprised to see...Read On
If you thought I was cured of my foot fetish... think again!
I recognise it. I have a foot fetish. A strong one. Well, not quite, because I can have fun with sex even though no feet are involved. Anyway, my girlfriend, Brenda, told me that she was not interested in fetishism in general, and especially not in foot fetish. Whenever I brought the subject into our conversations she told me that it was just the idleness of unemployment, and that I...Read On
Kat is purposely defiant
Kat felt the subtle vibration against her hip before she actually heard the tone alerting her to a text message. She slid her cell phone from her pocket and swiped at the touch screen to view the message. One message from Des, she poked the screen gingerly to open the text. “Be here in 15” She mentally calculated how much time it would take her to get from the campus library to his...Read On
Our pervy house mate is taught a lesson!
This is a story from my second year at uni. I think there’s something about the sophomore year; sneering at the freshers, but still clambering for attention among the sorority. As it happens I had gained a lot of respect from my performance in our hockey team, which would stand me in good stead with the seniors. At the time I was sharing a house with two girls and one guy. There was me and my...Read On
All I thought about as I drove was your tall body, fair skin, and gorgeous legs. You had legs that started with beautiful ankles and just rose in perfect proportion guiding the eye and attention upward. Just the thought of your body excited me beyond measure. When I walked in the room you were on the couch, naked. You had apparently just finished nursing. Your head was thrown back, eyes...Read On
It's their first date, and it's a rimming-only date
I had been talking to Judy on a sex dating site for a couple of weeks but for one reason or another we hadn’t got around to meeting. Either I was working or she was, or there were family commitments. I was fairly sure her unavailability was genuine, and mine certainly was. Anyway, the delay had enabled us to draw up a plan for something neither of us had come across before: a rimming-only...Read On