fetish stories and histories

While Aaron was standing naked before the diary, his mind turgid with all the possibilities, Kristina was hanging a left at a stop sign instead of a right.
"Hey hold up!" Cassie piped up suddenly from the back seat of Kristina's Hummer, "This isn't the way home!"
"You're right, it's not," replied Kristina crisply, adjusting her posture a little so that the top of her head wasn't mashed up into the roof of the car. In the back seat next to Cassie, Courtney was eying Kristina closely....

What a confusing weekend. It had really been weird. A lot of thoughts that I really never thought about too much before had appeared. Sure most of the videos I'd been watching through out the years had a lot of dominant women in them. Sometimes they even wore a strap-on harness with a dildo attached. To show dominance and assert power. But I had never thought about it that much before. But something had triggered me. It was probably since I couldn't touch my own dick. My mind had figured out new ways for me...

Lucas was staring hard at the measurement, right at the top of Brooke's head, which was just above his eye line. He had furrowed his eyebrows and was looking closer, to make sure that he wasn't reading the number wrong -- there could be no real doubt, though. The stadiometer arm extended out over her head, and it was straight... pointing right to the 5'8.5 mark. For a moment, Lucas was lost in his confusion and preoccupation with making sure the numbers were right, but a second later, he became aware of Bro...

Dan sniffled against the biting wind and read fluttering ads tacked to the bus stop wall. The Stank Rats needed a bassist. Jesus could set you free. Someone was selling a mountain bike. Jared wanted to get rid of an old Buick. It didn't run, but two thousand bucks would buy you a mountain of spare parts. There was a singles mixer in the student center on Friday night....

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When my eyes opened, I felt rested but at the same time it felt like I'd only closed my eyes moments before. The urgent, deep ache was gone, at least for now, but there was still that morning arousal that seemed stubbornly resistant to the reality of life in a chastity cage. Jane was still sleeping, looking so lovely and at peace....

She was over his lap again. Bare ass in the back seat of the truck, his hand caressing her curves. They were at the trail head to their favorite walking path, parked and ready to walk, but she hadn't been enthusiastic about going for a walk. Sir had noticed her depressed attitude and despite all his attempts to pull her into a better outlook on the day, he had been unable. So now, she was bare ass across his lap about to have an attitude adjustment in the form of a spanking. And everything in her was tingli...

DISCLAIMER: This story is 100% a work of fiction. It depicts sexual activity between same-sex adults. If you are offended and this is not your cup of tea, please stop reading!
David: an average built brunette on the shorter side, with striking green eyes. Living in poverty stunted his growth making him smaller than average. He has immense loyalty to the man he promised to serve for the rest of his life. Highly territorial and combative to the other servants under his master, he shows no one his sweet and...

Olivia cradled her stomach while glancing up at the unmoving line to the old theatre's women's restroom. She was fairly early to the play, but it seemed like all of the women in town had the same idea that night.
'God, why does this always happen at the worst times?' she thought in frustration.
She kneaded her fingers in the thin fabric of the front of her dark blue, floor length dress. Her heel was tapping on the tile, because movement seemed to help fractionally. Knowing she may have to sit for minu...

Four days later, Jim was pulling his truck out of the parking lot of a local hotel. Daniel sat in the front seat and Maisy and Daisy sat together in the back -- everyone was staring stonily ahead, not saying much. The last two days had passed by in a kind of weirdly protracted blur. Everything seemed to be moving by so quickly, too fast for processing, and yet at the same time, coming to grips with the reality of what had just happened was proving to be a slow and agonizing process, with the government serv...

(All characters are adults. Enjoy!)
As soon as I let her into my apartment, I could already sense the sexual tension. She stood there in short denim shorts, sheer tan nylons and scuffed up worn sneakers. "Mind if I take a seat and put my feet up?" I was speechless. Before I began to stammer she already found her way to the couch. "Work really kicked my ass today. I've really been looking forward to taking these shoes off. I almost did during my lunch break, but I didn't want any of my sweet, feminine foo...

This level of pure unadulterated LUST is something I haven't experienced in a long time. I'm struggling. Nighttime fantasies are one thing, but day time ones? Whew. I would love nothing more than to push this Joker up against something and passionately kiss him while my hands search for his skin. This level of lust is insanity! I feel like a big bad wolf....

If you want to get more interested in the day to day actions of your penis than you have been since being a teenager, I strongly recommend having your wife's friend lock up your cock like mine did. At first I kept track of how often I was getting hard, filling up the metal tube, and painfully bulging. It was every few hours, but obviously worse when I thought about sex or saw something sexual, or saw something that might have been sexual, etc. After two days I realized I had to just stop thinking about it, ...

Preamble - This is part 2 of the story, and assumes you've read part 1. Some elements may not make sense without the backstory.
It was several months since Amber had gone into storage for the first time. In fact, it was almost a year. She hadn't stop saving for her next adventure with the Human Storage company, and at this point had enough saved up in both holiday time and money for a full 2 weeks, but her life had taken an interesting turn. She had met a guy....

Ness drew ever closer to the edge as their vibrator pulsed against their flat chastity cage. The dank, but femininely lit room was still, almost as if in anticipation of Ness concluding her assignment. They led on the bed, back arched now as the vibrator was held directly on the flat plate. Their silky stockings suspended from crotchless panties, accentuating the cage and tiny testicles. The outfit was finished with a comically spacious bra, decalled with subtle green hints, but overwhelmingly edgy and blac...

"I want you to look like a slut," he told her.
The mix of blackness punctured by bright lights had always created a different feel. When the bright daylight that painted everything in its full colors was gone, along with people doing all their normal activities in big crowds, it was a different world: A world of excitement, a world of different rules, and a world filled with an entirely different tribe of people. Sitting in the back of the black Uber SUV had always filled her with anticipation. They were...

My name is Margaret and here is my story. First, I'm 36 years old and I'm giving my story based on request from my friend Manny for personal reasons. Or, my apologies, King Manu EL.
So, just for disclosure purposes, yes I have extremely large breasts.
This is not to say that I am some drop dead gorgeous woman, no not hardly. I have a big fat ass laughing out loud, but unfortunately it's true....

If you haven't read Ch. 1 I would encourage you to do so. It gives some context to how Ch. 2 came about.
Driving home, my head was swirling. I teetered between shame, immense pleasure and relief. The reality was I had been a virgin. And technically, I suppose still was. You see, I had never cum in front of a woman before. As I said, I was brought up very strict. This experience had created much guilt but was very liberating. Honestly, I was very torn and confused. I was taught any kind of sexual contact ...

This story is dedicated to all you mature women that have a particular, expensive obsession. Some people might even consider it a form of addiction. It can be as enticing and irresistible as drugs, alcohol or sex. Of course I'm talking about high-end, expensive, fashionable women's shoes. All the characters in this story are way over 18 years of age and are obsessed with money, sex, women's feet, and of course, high-end fashionable footwear....

He was late, it was his way of letting her anxiety build, her thoughts wander. Most of all thought it let her excitement build, she closed her eyes and just herself feel that arousal, feel her dampness, feel the hot flush against her skin, the tightness of her breasts and nipples.
His voice, having accepted her into the video chat, surprised her, and she opened her eyes to see him looking at her, "So how was your week?" he asked, although she had kept him updated for all of it....

This is one of my first transformation stories that I wrote about ten years ago about a woman who undergoes a transformation into a latex being. It was originally released under a fairly generic pen-name, Liz.
A Strange Package
This is an account of how I became what I am: a living, breathing rubber doll with a body made of latex and a sexual appetite that cannot be satisfied. I suppose we all have a little fetish that society would consider abnormal and deviant. Mine was always latex. Otherwise, I wa...

Jay slid back against the headboard and motioned for me to lay between his legs. I leaned back against him and he held me in his arms. The room had filled up and every bed was occupied by couples or more. There were a couple of single men just watching and stroking themselves. But for the most part everyone was busy. It felt surreal to just lay there watching dozens of men having sex with the taste of Jay's cum still in my mouth. I was trying to process how I felt. I had long had fantasies about sex with a ...

Chapter 1: The Lure of Princess Jassmine
The glow of the computer screen bathed Eddie's small bedroom in a faint blue hue. At 20 years old, he was a quiet, unassuming guy--lanky, with messy black hair and a habit of slouching in his creaky desk chair. He wasn't the type to chase trouble; trouble usually had to work hard to find him. Tonight, though, it didn't have to work too hard at all....

Dave was trying to shake off the cold as he walked in the door, his glasses fogging up even as he was relieved to finally be someplace warm. It was cold as fuck in New York that week with weathermen wringing their hands over how much longer we might expect to see temps hovering around zero.
My wife and Dave and I had stumbled into a threesome in late August. I say stumbled because it was supposed to be a foursome until the other lady, maybe overburdened by too many years of Catholic school guilt, came do...

Reaching the end of another gruelling week at the office, Jessica arrived home from work, slipped off her high heels and went into the kitchen. Clothed in a black pencil skirt, thigh high stockings, and a long-sleeved white blouse, her brown hair in a stylish messy bun, she poured herself a glass of red wine and produced a packet of Virgina Slims from the drawer....

Leila brushed a strand of chestnut hair from her face as she and Camelia pushed through the doors of the roadside truck stop. At eighteen, she had a natural beauty that drew attention--blue eyes that caught the light and a figure that had matured into womanly curves beneath her simple summer dress.
"I told you this place has the best snacks," Camelia said, leading the way past rows of candy and energy drinks. "Plus, no one from school ever comes here."...

Welcome to the first in my series of recollections from my sessions at the fetish clinic.
I first visited the doctor at the fetish clinic two years ago. I won't reveal too many specifics in order to remain anonymous. The clinic itself is in the city and on the 3rd floor of a 4 story Victorian building overlooking some of the city. In the middle of the room there is a steel hospital bed with metal stirrups and restraints. Beside this, a typical moving medical light. On the walls there are diagrams of medi...

I had always known my loving wife Carol had a curiosity about all things sensual. She just needed the right setting, the right invitation to unleash that side of herself.
We were halfway through a long getaway weekend in Florida, tucked away in a small, boutique hotel just off the Gulf Coast. The kind of place that looked ordinary on the surface... until you asked the right questions....

[Author's Note: This is a male haircut fetish story and revolves around three guys getting their hair cut in a public setting. If you find yourself reading on, don't be disappointed by the lack of explicit content. It's a pretty vanilla story which was a lot of fun to write but it's totally SFW, sort of......

Chapter 6 - As the music dies, and all its sad goodbyes
Over the next few weeks, Paige helps show the apartment. Sarah takes applications from about 20 people, mostly students or younger professionals like Paige herself. A few men, but nearly all women. Their first pick was a woman named Kelsey. She's a few years older than Paige. Just finished a law degree and starting as a junior associate....

Mary looked at herself in the mirror, critiquing her nude body. She spread her hands over the curve of her belly, sliding them up and out to brush past the bottom of each breast.
There was a time when her breasts stood out in front, somehow holding themselves up like soft hills. That was pre-children....