Belly Fetish Stories

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How Pantyhose Brought Us Together

by PantyhoseFan on Sep 26, 2017
Fetish

I have a pantyhose fetish. There, I've said it. I've never flat out told this to anyone before. You mention any type, color, or style of pantyhose, and I've got it. And more than one pair of them too. I've loved pantyhose as long as I can remember. I like how sexy they are on me. I like how they feel against my skin. I love the variety of what you ca...

Tickle Fetish

by turner1116 on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

You and I have just started dating, only a week into the relationship. We have totally fallen head over heels for one another. So far we have spent every possible second we could together. We have kissed, hugged, held one another's hand and even cuddled in the bed and fallen asleep together. We have not had sex, not that we don't have a strong sexual desire...

Catholic Schoolgirl

by Boxlicker101 on Sep 15, 2017
Fetish

Red Helen ran the best brothel in that county of Nevada, and one reason for its preeminence was that she catered to any preference a horny man might have, as long as it was within the law. Such a man was Rick Rhodes, who lusted after teenaged Catholic school girls. A long time ago, he lost his cherry to one of them, an older girl who attended school with him...

Lynn and Bobby Ch. 01

by LynnGKS on Sep 19, 2017
Loving Wives

Chapter 1 The Fetish: The Measure of a Man Bill was my best friend. We were in high school together. We were roommates in college. We fucked the same girls -- trading them off, and even on occasion both of us fucking the same girl in our dorm room. We got married within a year of each other -- to two beautiful ladies. My marriage to Lynn lasted. We were de...

Drinking Her

by nemmo06 on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

I've always been fond of licking twat. You know that kind of guy. Pretty shy with women, but really enjoying eating them to heaven if he'd get the chance. Few years ago, I met her. I'm married, and she has a teenage son. We're not living in the same town, so we meet quite seldom, maybe once score days. From the very beginning, I licked her and I grew loving...

Hot Mama

by Svenskaflicka on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

My wife. My beautiful, wonderful wife. Do you know, you're even more beautiful now than when we first met. Back then, you were only a girl, a cute little girl, a rosebud waiting to bloom. Now you're blooming, the rose is fully sprung out, and its scent is breathtaking. And the girl is now a woman. Back then, you were slim and nimble, your body was as slende...

Crossing the Line

by CopyCat13 on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

Me: Hi there. No fair wearing heels. You'll make us shorties look even shorter. :P There, that should get a chuckle I thought. I was on one of those fetish sites and had just come across a rather attractive domme. Most of the people on here open with some stupid one liner or cheesy pick up line. I always tried to be a bit more creative than that. Sometimes...

Childhood Sweethearts All Grown Up Ch. 02

by FerdGerfel on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

This is the second part of the story. Please read part one to find out how things got the way they are. * We laid together in silent afterglow for the longest time, each of us lost in our own thoughts. The last thing Nancy had said, about having more fantasies she would like to live out, stuck in my mind. I kept thinking about my pubescent fantasies, and...

Naughty Elderly Neighbour

by SPJ1964 on Aug 22, 2017
Fetish

This is only my second story on literotica, the first one was fact & involved the first threesome my wife and I had this year. This one is not fact but pure fantasy and has evolved out of a recent fetish I have developed for the more mature lady. This fetish has been born out of reading stories on this site, looking at porn on the Internet and a flirty old l...

My Pregnant Neighbour

by Ozfetishguy on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

Have you ever met someone and had the feeling you've met them before? That was my first thought when I met Emma, my new neighbour, on the Saturday she moved in next door. We talked over the fence dividing my yard from hers. Emma's face, framed by her long dark hair, looked familiar, but I couldn't think where we might have met. As she flicked back a strand...