fetish stories and histories

I looked forward to this weekend because I hired a prostitute. This was my first time doing something like this. A coworker provided the details and contact information. Her name is Temptress. She is African American, just the type I like. Upon viewing her profile, she was exactly what I preferred. Everything from her ethnicity to her body type. Our arrangement took place in a hotel of my choosing. In the notes I left instructions for her to do before my arrival. I wanted her naked lying on her stomach. I a...

Trish positioned herself up on the arm rest again and wiggled her toes. "Now I want you to really get in there, make me laugh really hard."
Looking a bit shocked, she wasn't expecting her mom to be so into this. Sam thought that this was going to be it. She wasn't sure about this. However she hadn't seen her mom smile like that in a long time and tickling her was actually kinda fun and this was making her feel better....

Carla and I were driving down to Southern Italy and stopped in Como for the night at a beautiful Airbnb in a small square on the north west slope, away from the lakeside tourist traps. It had been a long drive over the Alps and Carla had been teasing me as we drove down!
As we left our B and B in the Champagne region, she set up her Lovense to get maximum enjoyment on the trip! The weather was forecast to be hot in Como, so a short denim dress that buttoned up the front was in order and hot pink 12cm hee...

Prisoners of Passion
Part 6
Once again, Puppy and Kitty were wandering about the prison during their free time, looking for a way to have some fun. They were in a bit more of a trance than usual, due to having missed their orgasm yesterday.
"Kitty... I'm so horny... I wanna do something fun...!"...

Andrea was a latina wife in her thirties that was tired of her monotonous life in Florida with her husband. She would take care of him daily and wait alone as he went to work. She needed more than the common routine he was willing to give her and felt like she was missing out. It took some years of marriage but finally, sex also became standard and boring, and then after some more time, it disappeared, leaving her frustrated and needy since she was still young and eager to explore her sexuality....

My girlfriend Evelyn loves watching a fight between two males. And she's seen plenty. But she's never seen a belly punch. And that's what she longs to see. She knows it's embarrassing to lose that way, and she finds that so very hot. I told her it is, indeed, the most embarrassing way to lose a fight. The worse part is facing your girlfriend afterwards....

It's been 6 weeks since Dae has been at this college; 6 weeks of unnecessary lectures, 6 weeks of school work, 6 weeks of hearing everyone going to frat parties to get drunk, even though they are already about to drop out.
6 weeks with that damn girl.
Dae is currently taking a different path than normal for his class. He hopes that by going the long way round he can avoid her. Sure, they have the same morning class, but at least she can't see him in the hallway....

I wasn't even nervous at first. It was just a student wellness program -- they sent out emails about it every two weeks. Free 30-minute massages, sign up online. I figured why not. Midterms were frying my back, and the signup sheet still had open slots. I didn't think it'd be weird.
The room was warm. Dim yellow light. Plants in the corners. A white noise machine in the background. The table in the center was clean and padded, draped with a folded towel and a soft sheet. Everything smelled like eucalyptu...

I wasn't trying to be weird. I just didn't want to walk all the way back up three floors in wet underwear. It was past midnight, the laundry room was empty, and the basement hallway lights had already dimmed into that flickering half-dead buzz that always made the whole floor feel abandoned. I figured I'd do it fast: grab the warm stuff from the dryer, toss my wet boxers in the basket, and pull on a clean pair right there in the corner....

It should've taken ten seconds. One hand on the bar, one on the post, swing the leg, push off, drop down, move on. I'd done it a dozen times. But this time, my foot slipped. My thigh dragged, the metal bit into my jeans, and before I could react, the elastic of my underwear caught on one of the fence's top spikes. Not snagged -- fucking impaled....

Life of a Dominant Futanari Week 3 Chapter 105/37: Group Date Part 4
I couldn't help the spring in my step. My hands were in my pockets with my elbows out in obtuse angles. Arms were linked through them, and Tracy held onto my arm as if her life depended on it. I couldn't help the mischievous grin on my face as I walked together with her and Strawberry holding my other arm....

Julie sighed, leaning back in her chair. She scrolled through the internet, one hand in her panties, as she browsed art & read stories.
Cowgirls were her thing. Those curves, the ears, the soft bellies, and the tits. She shivered whenever she found a piece of artwork that captured it just right - the multiple breasts, the bloated nipples, the too-much milk and the gentle mooing as the poor girl looked for release....

*Disclaimer! This story includes an instance of drink-spiking which I by no means endorse or think it ok. It was just used as a plot point so if it is a distessing subject, feel free to read something else instead. All characters are 18 or over. Enjoy!
17th June, 2025. Our final exams at school were finally over and everyone couldn't wait for the end of term. Word had been going round of a party on the first weekend of summer but there was no way I was getting invited. I was definitely on the unpopular s...

Sorry for the long delay between chapters; sometimes life just intrudes on your creativity. I want to give a special thank you to my muse, my inspiration, my co-collaborator, Aruna! She is the source of the spark (and the special twist) This will be a series, and hopefully the moderators help me get that set up right....

Anita pulled into her garage and quickly turned off the vehicle and bounded out. She cursed that last iced tea she had drank on the way home from work. She had wanted to be desperate but not this desperate, she was afraid that she'd have a real accident. Her podcast had also gotten good and she put in her airpods to continue, she'd finish the episode soon, she thought. The mature woman knew she was cutting it close, coming home a bit early and that her daughter, Maxine, would be home from classes soon but s...

Friday night in the pub as usual.
The seven friends were sitting at their usual table. There were two couples, two single women and another man on his own. Conversation turned to weird stuff they had seen on TV. Mark told about a show he had watched about S and M relationships. He had been particularly amused by two ladies who each talked about having a male slave. One of the ladies had her husband doing all the housework. She kept him in a cage in the garage when she didn't need him and fed him on table...

Femdom Island Ch01
This series runs alongside my first 'Femdom' series, but one day, 'Companion for a Femdom' is planned to pass into history, and Femdom Island destined to succeed it.
So why did I not adapt and include 'Femdom Island' chapters in 'Companion for a Femdom' I hear you ask?
Primarily, the reason is that George is on the wrong side of forty. He's not quite ready for a journey in a box, and there are not many men who could manage Agiatou and Amahle mid morning, Senior Femdom Harriet at ...

Paige smiled when Bill opened the door. "I brought a friend today. Sir, this is Emi. Emi, this is Bill. As I told you, he's my... Trainer. Emi's hoping you can help her understand her kinks, like you helped me with my piss festish."
"I see. And what kinks are those?"
Emi didn't answer.
"Well, she's only had one orgasm, and it was while I was making her clean Eric's cock, right after he fucked my ass," Paige explained....

"Chose Rachel, did he? I wonder what it was that did the trick. Her pink heels, perhaps? Or was it her cropped blouse?"
"You're being facetious, Menudia."
"Oh, Danielle, you're no fun. Except when you are, but never mind. Alas, Mason's first round is in the books, and I can't say it disappointed. Well, maybe it disappointed the other four girls."...

Linda hung the 'open' sign on the front door of her newly opened dessert bar, appropriately named "Linda's Desser Bar". She could not wait for the customers to come on in as the downtown area got plenty of foot traffic. She specifically chose the downtown location in Seattle, as it was near a construction site. She knew the construction workers would enjoy a sweet snack or two after the end of a long work day....

Authors Note
This is the 2nd installment following the Revisiting an Old Flame chapter, which tells the story of the naughty adventures with the mature, voluptuous, redhead Veronica. Our collective mission is to push boundaries and submit to our untamed desires and perversions.
These new stories are 10 years on following on from the My Curvy, Sexy, Mature Neighbour series, which is recommended reading!!!...

This is fantasy and nothing is of any actual events. This story white boys purchased by wealthy black women. They are to going to be made to worship black Ass. Also to their compete disgust black farts! Themes of ebony women face farting and face sitting white boys for their pleasure. If this doesn't interest you please don't read and give bad comments and low marks!...

Author's note:
Sorry for the long absence, school and projects made it so that I didn't have time or energy to write.
I am not promising a return to my usual schedule (due to work and other projects), but I will attempt to post at least something, occasionally.
In the meantime, enjoy.
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The Professor Who Knows His Place, Part 4:
THE PROFESSOR'S MARRIAGE
by TheContinentalPsyOp
The Professor awakens one morning to sounds he is not used to hearing for some time.
Vibrations. A heavy motor.
He can sense where it is coming from, but is incredulous. Inside the house? Inside the kitchen?...

As I showered I went over the day's events in my head. How could I be so lucky? Of all the places I could have purchased it happened to be one right next to Kelsey. Not only was she gorgeous but we were becoming intimate friends. Not since that night with Mandy had I been so freely able to practice and openly talk about my pee fetish with someone. It was starting to feel like I had known her for longer than the short month since I moved in. And Kelsey's blatant exhibitionism was intoxicating....

Patty was rushing to the HR department of Consolidated Airlines when she felt something bump her leg. Patty was very tall. She was 6'7" with a mulatto complexion, black shoulder length hair, and blue eyes.
She looked down at what she thought was a small child laying on the floor.
"Oh honey, I'm so sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going, are you hurt?!"...

Maxine started to pick up her pace as she made her way home from the bus stop. She was finished with her classes for the day and was eager to get home, further more she really had to pee! She cursed passing on using the bathrooms after class, instead getting caught in a conversation with on of her classmates on the way out. As she approached the house she realized she had forgotten her keys that morning and made her way around the house to the side door to the garage, usually left unlocked and saw that her ...

By Susan Greenway
[This story relates to previous stories, appearing in the series, Kate Returns Home, in particular, and Kate Loves Her Job. It's not necessary to have read any or all of these previous stories to enjoy this one, although many readers will find they will enrich their enjoyment of this story. This story involves bodily functions, as well as severe administration of discipline, so if either offends you, please read no further. All characters are well over 18.]...

Title: Claimed at Closing Time
Setting: Small rural bar on a slow Thursday night.
Part 1 -- Jessy (First-Person)
I ain't the type to go lookin' for anything outside
my marriage.
Not usually.
But sometimes, somethin' finds me.
I'd just come off the ranch, boots dusty, jeans worn in the right places, hands still smellin' like saddle oil and sweat. I took my usual spot at the far end of the bar, outta habit more than anything....

Authors Note: Another story inspired by an incomplete roleplay. As always it will involve a lot of pantyhose. I try to build things up as much as I can and I do like to add a lot of detail. I want you the reader to really be able to visualize the scene and feel like you're right there in the action. Please do not hesitate to write comments. I love feedback good or bad and I really love hearing from others who share my love and yes fetish for women in pantyhose. Especially women who still actually like to we...