Autofellatio Stories

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Observations of Buttermilk Falls

by justincbenedict on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Cy Thibodeau felt quite nervous as he got ready to go over to see Fanchon, and of course Alfred. Was he making the right decision? It was true, Cy had dreamed of being a submissive for as long as he could remember... Or really, it had been forced on him, and one of his serious faults had always been obsessive masturbation. At age 20, Cy and Cleary had...

Letter from Grimalkin Canals

by justincbenedict on Nov 11, 2019
BDSM

Dear Shoeblossom I am a partner at Prescott & Briggs, and I suppose I should be looked up to, but most of the men employed under me, from junior brokers to mail clerks and elevator operators laugh at me behind my back. I have a "hotwife" as they say in BDSM and cuckold literature; and she demands that I find her attractive young men (loves, LOVES blacks an...

Those Autofellatio Blues Ch. 13

by christo on Sep 25, 2017
Mature

AUTHOR'S NOTE-To my loyal readers, I apologize for not posting a story for 3 months. I've been busy and...ah, you don't want to hear the sordid details of my horrible life, you want to know when I'll be posting again! I'll be submitting the conclusion to this chapter in the next few days (I promise) and then another full chapter very soon. Thank you for your...

Those Autofellatio Blues Ch. 10

by christo on Sep 25, 2017
Mature

When I saw Bridget at school the day after she and Elaine got, um, acquainted, there was a palpable tension between us. We'd reached an understanding-she agreed to stop demanding that I pleasure her with my outsized equipment, and I admitted that the reason I was resisting her charms so resolutely was that I wanted to win her respect more than her body. So y...

A Rare Breed

by Velius Ironhorn on Sep 12, 2017
NonHuman

Author's Note: This takes place in the same 'anthro world' as Of Foxes & Dragons, but the characters and events are unrelated. This story contains scenes of mild violence, non-mammalian intercourse, and male sodomy. ===== Tynian loved living in Vafoso. It was literally the crossroads of the world; once a traveler's way station in the middle of nowhere, bui...

Cycling in Massachusetts

by WilliamGuppy on Dec 24, 2019
BDSM

Author's note: I am not sure where to put this, so it's in "Fetish." It begins with gay sex but then heads into FemDom. Comments welcome. * * * * Mike Jones and I mapped out a bike course of about 32 miles that started and ended at the house that he and Celeste, who's his wife, share in central Massachusetts. With Laurie, who is my wife, I visit once a mon...

Those Autofellatio Blues Ch. 16

by christo on Sep 25, 2017
Mature

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Yes, I'm back. And I promise you won't have to wait four years for Chapter 17. * The day after the general insanity at Elaine's house I actually had to go to school the next day. And then pretend I was an ordinary high school kid with ordinary high school problems. That, I hasten to say, was not the case. I was going to the prom with Bridget...

Those Autofellatio Blues Ch. 15

by christo on Sep 25, 2017
Mature

What, exactly, does one wear to an orgy? The obvious answer-nothing but a smile-doesn't work if you have to drive to the event or otherwise be seen in public. And Victoria's Secret wouldn't be in business if it wasn't more erotic to drape the body in soft and flowing garments that can be patiently and easily removed from their panting owner. But what you w...

Steamed Milk

by DTales on Mar 6, 2018
Humor & Satire

"Somewhere, a girl is warming up with your max." He saw that motivational quote in a meme picture on the Internet. Seeing this at the beginning of the year, that optimistic time when everyone makes a promise of self-improvement... it was enough of a catalyst to actually get him in the gym this year. At the end of this year, he hoped he'd have a girl warmin...

Those Autofellatio Blues Ch. 02

by christo on Sep 25, 2017
Mature

Sitting in the cafeteria that Monday afternoon, smiling dreamily over my pork turnover and mashed potatoes, I noticed that my friends were staring at me. "Dan, what's wrong with you?" my buddy Chris asked. "The whole week you've looked...I don't know..." "Happy," Vince said. "Yeah, happy. What the hell do you have to be happy about?" What indeed? I forked...