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.
When your husband doesn't want to fuck you, fuck him.
Anthony and I had been together since high school. Even though we had known each other much longer (somwhere along the lines of third grade). Once we both graduated, he moved on to become a doctor, and I a pilot in the air force. It was difficult to stay together through college and all but somehow we made it. After our lives were finally in order we decided to settle down and get married....Read On
Indulging my kink, I discovered the next door neighbour’s kink
All I wanted was to smell Caroline’s used panties. It wasn’t even as if I was breaking and entering, since we had one of her spare keys just as she had one of ours, in case of emergency. Admittedly this was no emergency, but an opportunity had presented itself, and I couldn’t resist the temptation. My wife was staying overnight at her sister’s. I’d seen our next door neighbour leave the...Read On
joking around with kinky sex led to blackmail.
Carol had just left to pick her Mom up from the railroad station and I was quite pleased. Her mom Janice and I have always got along quite nicely, and I always enjoy having her over. In her early sixties, Janice is nicely endowed so far as boobs, ass and hips are concerned. Her hair is long and gray with a lot of highlights. Her style of dress is skirt and blouse with kitty heels and...Read On
More great times on the road.
Things between Andrea and I are just fine. It is a year today since I took her for a ride on my Harley wide glide, a great bike that can get up and cruise at seventy-plus for as long as there’s gas in the tank. I still remember that cool, fall day when we rode and then went into a doughnut joint on Fourth Street for a coffee and a few weight-increasing doughnuts. It all started when she came...Read On
Sandy might not be the nicest roommate, but Mary likes her.
"Oh, hi. You must be here for the room? I’m Mary.” “Uh-huh.” First impression: very rude. Sandy pushed through the door and straight past Mary. Dragging her mud-caked sneakers over the carpet, tossing her jacket into the corner, she entered Mary’s apartment and her life. “You must be Sandy?” Mary continued, determined to hold on to civility. She liked keeping her place tidy. She picked...Read On
Watching her fucking a toy was so hot.
Our sexual tension is huge, every nerve tingling with desire. We are away at last; a few days of indulgent pleasure awaits us, a chance to fulfil our desire to please each other while tempting and teasing. We have a fucking good plan. Well, good fucking - that’s the plan! We’d booked these few days break months ago and finally we’re off. We’d had an early night in preparation for...Read On
Lois teaches me a different tune.
I am in the clubhouse playing Chopin's etude, opus ten number three, and as usual my eyes were roaming the clubhouse looking at the ladies who came through. I enjoy looking at women. I took a swig of coke and begin to play a nocturne by Chopin. Part way through, I see a woman I had seen at times and I really like her looks. She is sitting at the other end of the room, listening to...Read On
Janice learns it was all staged.
Sure enough, the next morning Carol says, "Well Harry, today's the day I help you cum my mom's heels, her nice patent black heels, we are going to cover the bow and mess the insides up for her, what do you say?" "What do I say? It's a great plan, but you have to really get me turned on first, are the heels here or do you have to get them?" "Right here, Harry. I grabbed them last night...Read On