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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.

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My Little - Part 2

Kitten gets to play a kitten and more.

Early the next morning, she felt it poking her ass. She felt me shift in the bed and the covers moved as I skinned my underwear off. She pulled the pillow slowly over her head – she still wanted to sleep. She smiled as she felt my hot cock poke her ass again as I tried to nestle between her legs. She grinned under the pillow and kept her legs together, slowly rolled forward onto her belly,...Read On

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Foot job bliss

Melissa teaches Sean about the pleasures of feet.

I was young only seventeen when I had hooked up with Melissa, the girl next door. In this case she really was the girl next door. Mom and dad had gone away and left me in my house all alone. Melissa was nineteen with long dark hair and amazing blue eyes. She had soft firm c cup breasts and a tight ass that was big and round, but her best attribute by far were her legs and feet. At 5’9 she...Read On

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Supermarket Dilemma

The supermarket toilets were out of action but one lady was so desperate

Jodie was doing the weekly shop in the local supermarket, and she noticed that the toilets were out of action, with a sign apologising. The reason was rather obvious. The floor around the toilets was flooded. Had they been in use, she would have gone, but as she wasn't that uncomfortable, she continued loading her trolley with the goods she required. As she joined the queue for the...Read On

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The Start of Something

The Masseuse meets a client at home...

The first thing Mr. Hardy did after he bought me out was close down my parlor for the "re-branding" process. For three months. I told him I'd lose my clients. I told him I'd lose everything. Three months? Suddenly, the seventeen thousand didn't seem so valuable. After about a week, Maxwell called me at my home number. "How did you get this number?" I asked him. I was curled up in my...Read On

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Sausages and Spatulas

Nobody said they couldn't play with their food.

This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. She watched him across the kitchen. He was naked and bent over the table, filling in the crossword in his newpaper. Keeping one eye on the pan, she sneaked over and smacked him with the hot, oily spatula. SLAP! "Ow! What was that for?" He rubbed his ass with one hand, whilst scratching...Read On

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My Little - Part 1

Being a little isn't about age.

She shuffled out of the bedroom in a long cotton tee shirt with the Wonder Woman wings pushed out by her boobs like the wings were trying to fly off her shirt. One hand held Lambsy, her childhood companion. She wandered over to the couch and curled her feet up next to her ass. I saw she had white panties on, innocent ones. She hugged Lambsy under her breasts and stared off into space. *** ...Read On

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Weekend Slave

This is an excerp from a story I wrote for someone, let me know if you enjoy...

After your impressive performance with the bellboy, you turn back to me. You are keenly aware that while we have been flirting and had a lot of suggestive talk, we have not done anything. While you are not frustrated, you are anxious to get things moving. Little do you know, I like to take things slow at first. It keeps me in control, this you do understand. "Great job with the bellboy,...Read On

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Top Cut or Bottom Cut?

One man's erotic experience at the Manly Services Salon

It was time for a haircut, but I got extended out of town for longer than expected. I was walking down the street in a very chic part of this southwestern town when I walked past a place with a catchy name that was, in essence, a “barbershop for men”. Not that it was a jock place with a sports feel, it was kind of hard to describe – it just had a masculine look to it. I also noticed that all...Read On

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Milking Kim

Kim seduces her best friends husband.

Gary hooked his thumb vaguely in the direction of the room that he and Kimberly had converted to a nursery. "Kim's feeding the li'l one," he said. "She'll be out in a few minutes." He often referred to his new baby as "the li'l one." In fact her name was Emily, but at six months, I suppose "the li'l one" is as good a tag as any. Then with his other hand he hooked a thumb toward the hallway...Read On

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The Word Of Mouth Lounge - Part 4

Have Katie and Laurel bonded in more ways than one?

"Welcome back, ladies. I'll be with you in a moment. You can get changed straight away." I released the intercom button, glad to be invisible behind the Lounge's black mirrored walls when Katie and Laurel sauntered through the studio below. It was a frantic scramble to make myself presentable again. Fighting the post-orgasmic euphoria which spread like a sedative through my limbs, and...Read On

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Discovering My Love For Golden Showers

After being used as a toilet I now love Golden Showers

About fifteen years ago, I discovered my love for BDSM. I was in my early thirties and in excellent shape working out every day. One Sunday afternoon, I was browsing the magazines at my local bookstore when I came across Hustler's Taboo magazine. I was very curious what it was about but it was shrink wrapped so I had to buy a copy to find out. I quickly walked to the cash register to find...Read On

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Always a Breast Man

Chris had always been a breast man, and Maria’s were the best he had ever had in his mouth. Full and rounded and naturally more than a handful. He loved her breasts and often stroked himself just thinking of them. Her nipples were a shade of dark pink in colour, and around the areola, there were small, secret ridges that came alive when his tongue licked over them. It would only take...Read On

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Something borrowed, something blue

An unlikely couple explore uncharted territories of pleasure

He walked into the crowded bar, hair slightly wet from the drizzle outside. The weekend yuppie crowd had milled in for their Friday evening drinks. He weaved through the throng and saw an empty booth in the corner. When he came closer, he saw that it wasn’t empty, but had one woman slumped against the corner near the window, almost out of sight. Tough for her as she was rather...Read On

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The Word Of Mouth Lounge - Part II

A bondage photographer's busy day in the studio continues

It had been a challenge for me to control my arousal by the sight of spread-eagled, vibrator penetrated Liz as she lay bound and gagged on the photo studio bed, but the task of properly lighting and framing the shots kept me on my game. Besides, I could enjoy the results at my leisure during the editing process. I hated to see this session end, but I had all the frames I needed and then...Read On

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The Word Of Mouth Lounge - Part I

A story of a bondage photographer whose “dark room” isn’t quite what you expect...

For some time I’ve had a certain shutterbug fantasy, which developed into something like this: “A little more arch in your back, Liz, and throw your head back some,” I coached the hogtied young woman who was the subject of my latest photo shoot and on her side facing me. She was clad in tight jeans, stiletto heels, and a black tank top tugged upward to reveal snugly black-brassiered breasts...Read On

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Lifeguard Training, All Tied Up

Mike gets roped into helping out, putting himself in a tricky situation. Will he be rewarded?

“Mike!” shouted a voice down the corridor. “Hey what’s up?” “My friend didn’t show to help out with the lifeguard examinations, and we need a person to pretend to be unconscious!” “Sounds easy; when do you need me?” “In, like, five minutes?” I’d just left the gym and was on my way home. Jessica is my flatmate, a slim brunette girl. She was wearing black capri leggings with three...Read On

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Debbie's Awakening, Part 2

Debbie's cigar-fueled power trip continues.

Two weeks later... Debbie and I were relaxing one night on the patio. I had just served her an espresso and she lit a Montecristo Number 2 with her new Zippo lighter. After a deep drag, she said to me, "Thank you, dear, the dinner was wonderful tonight." I had to agree – the grilled salmon had turned out very well and the side dishes had complemented the main course. I was proud of myself. ...Read On

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In the Ear

Out of control during routing examination . . .

I was sitting on the exam table in just my underwear when the nurse came in to take my vital signs; nothing out of the ordinary ‑ pulse, respiration, and temperature. Although I had thought about having my temperature taken rectally, I fully expected to sit there with a thermometer in my mouth while my other vital signs were measured and recorded. Not so this time. The nurse hadn't taken...Read On

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Debbie's Awakening, Part 1

This is a tale about a woman awakened to the power that every woman can wield over men.

Debbie and I used to be a typical suburban couple. We had been married for just over a year after having lived together for two years. We had no kids yet, and were anxious to start a family soon in our new home. We were conventional and, I thought, pretty satisfied with our lives. We were apprehensive about moving, but once we did, we were sure we made the right choice. Our new neighbors...Read On

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The Cape

I keep it hanging in the back of my closet year round. It took me years to obtain one that suited my needs so I do not put it away Halloween ends. I remember relating the story of my long and fruitless search to a young waitress. She informed me in a matter of fact manner that she was an accomplished seamstress and could sew one for a small fee and the cost of the materials. It's made...Read On

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Victoria And Her Fetishes - 2

Victoria returns the favour...

Sandy was right, the showers at the gym were indeed the 'best anywhere.' We both luxuriated in the steamy downpour from the rainfall showerheads, letting the water wash away the sweat from our recent exertions. I stared at Victoria as she stood there, her eyes closed, the droplets of water forming rivulets on her toned naked body and running down to the slate tiled floor. I was...Read On

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A Slave To My Fetish

When she finds out your weakness, she wins - every time!

It had been a long day and the thought of a nice cold drink before dinner was rather appealing. The unusually hot weather had brought out the crowds on Ocean Boulevard, most of them, no doubt, heading for an early evening stroll along the beach. I decided to stop in at the Grill to sit outside and watch the world go by. Well, mostly to watch the many scantily-clad young women go by or as...Read On

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Raised Amicably

Before the five for a quarter on the juke, and before many rolls of fence wire. In my post Sammy Kaye days, while attending Dartmouth College, I took up muscle toning. Usually several times a day, I would stretch my weasel, hoping it would spit the wild wood flower and turn into a tree. It was while spitting my seed in the kitchen of a grits house, that I came upon my future troth....Read On

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Newspaper man

My life long love of newspapers

One of my earliest memories of my childhood is rubbing myself in newspaper. As I grew older it became more and more sexual. When I was about eighteen, I remember going up to the attic with several Sunday papers. I was all alone in the house. I wanted to play in my papers. It usually consisted of rubbing and wrapping the sections onto my nude body. I vaguely felt like I wanted to be absorbed...Read On

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The Bohemian's Apprentice

Leaving his old life behind, Ethan strikes out to follow his passion and meets the enigmatic Lina

The cursor blinked on the blank page, he’d been staring at it for an eternity. It looked so sterile and cold; his mind was empty. The words he would choose had to be joyless and objective. It wasn’t a rat race but a treadmill and he’d fallen into this job rather than followed his dream. He worked to pay for canvas and oils, paper and watercolours; his dream was to paint. In the precious...Read On

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My Wife's Mom - Pt.2

His Harley Wide Glide got her all steamed up.

Andrea and I are going on longer rides. We went down to the Ford Edison museum in Naples and enjoyed that. Andrea is quite impressed with my knowledge on the history of electricity. We found a nice place to eat and headed back to St.Petersburg. As usual, we dropped off over at the doughnut shop on fourth street and talked for a while. She had a few brochures in her purse from the Ford...Read On

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Pee Slut

Soon the piss started filling my panties, flowing down my legs, and getting pooled on the street

A perfect morning, it was. I got to the kitchen, preparing myself a quick, short meal as I was running a bit late for my schedule. After finishing my breakfast, I went back to my bedroom, not taking a shower that morning. I put on my sexy pink lingerie under a formal, white blouse and a short, grey skirt. I completed my look with a grey jacket to make it my proper 'business' look. Then, I put...Read On

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Entertaining My Wife's Friends — Part 2

My afternoon tea party with my wife and her friends continued

I realise from your comments, my friends, that I rather glossed over the rest of the evening when I entertained my wife's friends, a night when I discovered just how naughty she was, but there was a very good reason. The next evening, I was typing the story on my computer, and was just about to describe the rest of the night's debauchery, when Marge came into my office, and I'm afraid that...Read On

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Entertaining My Wife's Friends — Part 1

My wife's friends come round to tea and one thing just leads to another

I always knew that my wife had a naughty mind, but until recently I hadn't realised just how naughty! I also learned a few other things as well, but why spoil a good story by giving away too much too soon, so you will have to contain your curiosity for just a while. It came like a bolt from the blue, knocking me sideways for a moment or two, when one evening she said, "My friends Pam and...Read On

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My Wife's Mom - Pt.1

My Harley wide glide gets Andrea steamed up.

The weather is cold and raining as I sit in my Ford pick-up truck at the Bradenton railroad yard. It's quite sad that the weather is symbolic of what's going on in my heart. Five years ago I married Joane, and I was so happy. She led me to believe she was going to make something of herself, yet that hasn't happened. How can it when she quits every course? One day I hear her telling...Read On