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Armpit Politics

by Christian Black on Sep 2, 2017
Fetish

My name is Harry A. Pitt. Of course, this is not the name I was given at birth, but my old name doesn't matter. Harry A. Pitt is 100% legal. It's even on my driver's license. I changed my name as a protest against man's enduring tyranny over his true better: woman. More specifically, a protest against just one of the many manifestations of this tyranny evid...

Armpit Hypnosis Ch. 01

by Imgoingallnatural2 on Oct 20, 2020
Fetish

At 20 years old, Madelyn was quite young for the graduate level economics course she was sitting in. In fact, she was quite young for most of her classes! But she had a secret - most thought it was intellectual talent, but she could leverage the smell of her armpits to hypnotize anyone around her. As she walked out of class, she saw her crush, Dileep, and h...

Armpit Hypnosis Ch. 02

by Imgoingallnatural2 on Oct 20, 2020
Fetish

Maddie opened the door and gave Dileep a long hug. Someone less sexually talented may have thrown up after smelling Madelyn's armpit odor for that long, but Dileep's penis hardened in his shorts to its full 9 inches. Madelyn smiled as she led him inside, feeling his consciousness flood back into her control because of his inhalation of her smell. It was jus...

Armpit Hypnosis Ch. 03

by Imgoingallnatural2 on Oct 20, 2020
Fetish

Maddie woke up as her alarm went off promptly at 7 am. Unlike the usual parade of snoozing, today's morning was important. She had to start getting ready for her date with Dileep that night! Madelyn stepped into the shower and enjoyed the feeling of warmth all over her naked body. She rubbed extra soap in her armpits, feet, and other smelly areas. However,...

The Cruise Ship

by revol on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

[Cautionary remark: The following story largely pertains to armpit fetish. If you are in any way offended by any reference to armpits/underarms, then proceed no further. This story is not for you. Feedbacks are welcome only from people who love armpits.] Ted found the lonely lady Jean sitting at a corner of one of the bigger dining rooms of the ship. It jus...

In Your Loving [Under]arms Ch. 03

by revol on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

[Cautionary remark: The following story largely pertains to armpit fetish. If you are in any way offended by any reference to armpits/underarms, then proceed no further. This story is not for you. Feedbacks are welcome only from people who love armpits.] Tony met Emily, only after seven days, as Emily was busy with something. Tony’s excitement was rising da...

Samantha's Endorphin High Ch. 02

by Blackarrow2 on Dec 30, 2017
Group Sex

Warning: Contains pissing and armpit fetish * "Oh my god, our exams are over!" Samantha exclaimed as she rushed out of the hall, glad to finally have her main stress-causing factor at the moment over and done with. Samantha and her friends gathered together to excitedly discuss their plans for the holidays. Wisely or unwisely, she and her friends had boo...

Makaylah's Partner

by thealkyunit on Feb 12, 2019
Fetish

Seems as how I got a lot of positive feedback from my first armpit fetish fantasy with Makaylah, I figured I'd write another and see how it goes. Thank you all for your Support ************* This is an armpit fetish fantasy story. It is also my second ever story, so i am still quite new to writing. All characters in this story are all over the age of 20. T...

July in Wy

by thealkyunit on Jan 14, 2019
Fetish

This is my first story, so pardon any errors or ramblings, also this is a fantasy of mine, I figured I'd give this a try. I have two main fetishes, one of which being a fetish for female armpits. This is an armpit fetish story. ************************** Makaylah sighed as she stood from her sofa "theres just not much to do around here." Makaylah lived in...

Up Roxanne's Sleeve

by Madabouthair on Sep 1, 2017
Fetish

Roxanne's tan and black dress was bunched down around her waist, the rumpled garment acting perhaps as a shield from my wandering hands, but the middle aged woman with the reddish brown hair need not have worried. I was content with what we doing now, at least for the present time. Roxanne's expression had changed so many times in the hour or so we had been...