fetish stories and histories

This is a work of fiction. Any relation to actual persons or places is purely coincidental. All persons depicted are over the age of 18.
The next morning I awoke with a headache and an erection. I cursed myself for not keeping one of Elizabeth's socks with me, it would have made for a good morning jerk off before anyone else got up. I also had the tremendous urge to pee so it was off to the bathroom to satisfy both desires. Even with my bladder about to burst, my perverted nature forced me to go to the l...

This story is about a white boy who craves to be treated badly by a large older black woman. It's all fantasy and role play if the themes you don't like please move on. No negative comments and marks! Themes of very extreme Toilet Slavery and black women taking control of a white man! While another white man watched on in horror at the way she controls men!...

"Hey, Mike, thanks again for watching the house for us this weekend, we really need to get away for a little while."
"Yeah, no problem, man, I'm glad to help out."
Yeah. Not like I had anything else going that weekend, anyway, so I had agreed to housesit for my buddy Rob, maybe help myself to a little bit of his liquor cabinet, make some easy money for my troubles....

*Disclaimer. This story and the topic discussed in it is addictive. It can lead to irreversible changes in your body, life and perception. You are continuing at your own risk. The Author doesn't take responsibility for making you addicted to Black Cock or Men, or any changes this story can cause. You were warned.*...

All characters and locations are fictional; all characters are also over 18.
Vera was in the library at Cee Nova College when she decided she'd had enough of Geoffrey Chaucer for one day. It was a Friday afternoon, warm and sunny, and she thought she would meander over to the W. L. Merd apartment complex, a short distance off campus, and check things out. She had several friends who resided there, most of them fellow students, though she herself lived at home. It had once been a mini-mansion but had been...

Jolene, Diane, and Ruth were at lunch with their friend Gail.
"Wow, he is little!" Gail looked again at the photo. She was a brunette, with blue eyes. About 5'10". Gail was heavy set. She had recently lost a baby and her husband moved out and filed for a divorce. Her breasts were heavy with milk. She produced excessive amounts. She needed relief soon....

Tanya was just redoing her makeup when Tom emerged from the cubicle next to the one she had just had her stilettos filled with cum in. She knew he was watching and that had turned her on as she sucked off the stranger from table 19.
She could see Tom was still very aroused by the bulge in his tailored shorts. Olivia had texted her a photo of her white stiletto filled with Tom's cum and Tanya was fantasying about having Tom take her from behind then filling her stiletto with his hot seed....

"Aren't you a little overdressed?" Erin asked.
"It's easy to take off a layer," Sandi said. "Or two layers, if necessary." She wore loose khaki pants, hiking boots, and a red hoodie over a flannel shirt.
'I like the look," Erin said, "but we're not hiking to the North Pole." She wore only a tee shirt and light blue shorts, pulled up so they ended just above where her thighs curved and became butt....

Chapter Ten:
Cum in Perspective

Harriet arrived home lovingly clutching her carton of Marlboro "red" 100s close to her chest. "Oh Hattie," exclaimed her mother as Harriet walked through the front door, "come and say hello to Mr and Mrs Jones -- you remember, from the Highgate BDSM Club?" Mr and Mrs Jones were among the Danes family's closest friends, and frequently dropped by for a fuck -- though that never stopped Genevieve Danes from enthusiastically re-introducing them to her daughter every tim...

"So if you're getting off by fucking me... and you're not fucking your boyfriend... how is your boyfriend getting off?" Darius asked Sophia.
He knew it wasn't a good idea to bring him up, but he couldn't resist. The revenge was too sweet.
"He jerks off..."
"To what?"
"My Instagram page, for one," Sophia smiled. "And sometimes other Instagram models too..."...

The beach was theirs alone this warm evening after the long drive to their secret beach. By alone I mean just the 3 of them, Maxie, her life partner James, and her lover Jack. Endless sand, the pulse of the waves, the stars emerging overhead as the orange sun dipped. They had 2 small nylon blue tents erected side by side beyond the high tide line before the vast wide sandy shore at the farthest distance from the carpark. In the dunes, the fire they'd built snapped and cracked in the salt-heavy air, casting ...

Author's note:
I'm not good at choosing categories, so, not to mislead:
This story is mainly based on femdom theme, involving male and female counterparts. Infidelity, F/m, F/f possibilities hang in the air.
I could have gone with LW, BDSM, MC but to stay on the safe side, I chose Fetish as the category....

Chapter One - Getting to know Her
As volunteer at the local food Kitchen I had become accustom to seeing many women popping in for a hot meal. One regular in particular I especially had a soft spot for; youngish always dressed in the same tank-top and jeans. She rarely had much to say, a faint Thank-you after being served were the only words I actually heard from her. Her lithe stature was just as unassuming as her demeanor; even I who barely broke 5 ft had at least an inch or 2 on her. She would sit alo...

The girl was 18 years old, short -- 5'3" -- pretty, slender, with short black hair at the nape of her neck, dark eyes. Very sweet and quite shy. She is the daughter of the maid at my parents' house, where I met her.
One afternoon, I saw her. It was a casual encounter, on the street. I said hello, we chatted a little and I invited her to come to my apartment....

Agiatou, Amahle, and I had finished our preparations for the Owner Femdom demonstration planned to take place at two this afternoon. We were finished except for setting up a prototype railway model demonstrating the proposed island railway that the Owners wanted me to build. I decided the best approach to this expensive project was to build a test model to explain my ideas and incorporate anything they wanted before significant expenditure. I planned to show my model prototype after completing the demonstra...

Laura and I met at a party when I was twenty-two. She was two years younger than me and in the final year of a biology degree at the city's university, while I was completing a postgraduate qualification in medieval history at the same university. The party had been organised by a mutual friend and there were loads of people there, most of whom I didn't know....

Tina watched her two companions with a cool, thoughtful gaze. Jess led back, motionless but for a few heavy breaths while Seb gently but meticulously cleaned her with his tongue.
Tina began stroking his leg gently with her fingers, encouraging him, she wasn't sure he had even noticed. He was so occupied with Jess, he seemed to have almost forgotten the cage....

All my stories contain dominant women and weaker men. All characters in these stories are fictional. Everyone in these stories are 19 and over.
This story contains clowns, so if you don't like clowns, please move on. This is a short story
Most of my stories are short.
It was a week later and my brother wrestled Jill. Tim and Jill put on a great match. Jill defeated Tim by knocking him out with a headscissors....

After the jewellers
Susie was struggling to stop herself wetting her panties as she left the jewellers in the shopping mall. The addition of the stud into her belly button was not painful but the insertion of rings into her vulva lips made her want to visit a toilet for a pee with a degree of urgency....

Everyone in this story is over 18 years of age. This is a departure from the mixed wrestling stories. This is based on actual events but exaggerated to the point of making the story fictional.
I was in a new relationship with this Tammy. We were good friends in high school. It was Graduation week and we camped out starting the day after graduation....

It is often the case that we sometimes take for granted the idea that we know people. I mean, really know people. Yet what happened to me and how I came into the underground, erotic female wrestling community seems surreal. At times I can hardly believe it; can hardly believe that I agreed to wrestle in the first place. But I did and the rest is now history....

"I've got a present for you," he tells me.
I follow him, nervous and excited, my bare feet padding across our hardwood floor, following in his decisive stride.
I never know exactly what Sir's gifts will be.
He leads me to a parcel, still wrapped in brown packaging paper and placed in the centre of our living room floor....

I returned to the hotel the same way as yesterday, different driver, different sound-track, same route. I was so excited about what was going to happen that night that I started slowly fingering myself in the back of the cab. At first I thought the driver hadn't noticed, but after a while I started doubting that. We were both trying to maintain "plausible deniability," the situation when even if you know the other person knows, this fact has not been agreed upon by all the parts, so each one, if confronted,...

I have long held fantasy to create a discreet club with like-minded woman, who enjoy extreme kinky sex. Anal, stretching with large toys and objects, fisting. Sex that hardcore porn stars do. Sex that I like. I wanted to create a Kinky Fisting Club with like-minded women. I had talked to quite a few women before who talked a good game but when it came to arranging a meeting, I would be ghosted. But I never lost hope to find like-minded anal loving women....

It was hot. The kind of fuggy heat that left everyone damp and lethargic. On the train it was even worse. Whatever air conditioning system it was that was supposed to be cooling the evening commuters wasn't working and the carriage stank of sweat. Standing room only, of course. We were packed, but people were careful to maintain a distance. Polite sardines. I was holding onto a roof bar, swaying with the movements of the train, planning my evening. Then, suddenly, a whiff of something in my nostrils, rising...

[This is a standalone fetish story, though it has a cameo from one of the main characters of the Loving Aurora series. Be aware, this story features pissing/watersports, size queens, pregnancy risk, voyeurism, lesbian sex and an element of reluctance, so avoid if any of that bothers you.
All characters involved in sexual situations are aged over 18.]...

7th Chapter in the Series: The Search to Find His Sexual Place
Chapter 1:
Matt discovers his neighbors are having a threesome with a man. Leads Matt to want to spice up his bland sex life as his wife is very vanilla. While out searching for women he meets James. James and Matt drink, their convo leads to James showing off his wife and bragging about his sex life to a very unfulfilled Matt. James sex life included an open relationship status....

We were woken by Alisons' phone sounding the message tone. She opened it.
"Come to my room naked Toy."
She got up and said to me. "Master wants me." And was gone. I was left there in the slowly lightening morning wondering when she'd be back.
For new readers, my name it Peter and Alison, my wife, is the submissive slut for another man, Rupert. She is his fuck toy and he shares her, at the moment, with his dad, Harry, the man she calls her "Daddy" They have total free use of her, (except anal, her o...

Conference Championship:
The morning after my wife's encounter with Mark, she seemed extra loving and attentive toward me. She made me breakfast and kept giving me little kisses when I wasn't expecting them. We didn't talk about it but every once in a while she would give me a knowing look and giggle....

MMA vs Golddigger
My father and I had a... strained relationship, in more ways than one. I say "had" as I stood there at his grave, unable to make amends for opportunities missed. He was only 60! I thought I had more time.
I was not the traditional "Daddy's girl". In fact, I was closer to being the son he never had with my tomboy leanings of weightlifting and later MMA fighting. That said, I'm all girl, or 'woman' if you will. Even though I have visible muscle all over my 170lb tall frame, I have an h...