Molly swung open the acrylic door to the nail salon. She brushed her black bangs to the side, overlooked the place. The walls were blindingly white. A row of stations—loveseats with buckets in front—were against the far wall. Two looked to be occupied out of the ten. The salon was quiet, smelled clean of polish. After giving the salon an once-over, Molly d...
I used a corkscrew to open our second bottle of a very nice Cab-Merlot blend and poured each of us another round into the long-stemmed glasses. My wife, Dana, our next door neighbor, Sue, and I were enjoying a warm, early evening on our deck last summer. Dana took a sip of her wine, leaned back, and put her foot in my lap. Automatically, I put my hand on he...
"Hi, my name is Madison, or Madi for short. I'm about 5 foot and 3 inches, brunette, cute, and like to have a good time. I'm not exactly like other girls, because I'm bi and have a foot fetish. Yes, a girl can have a foot fetish too. I love feet, and I'm always looking for chance at another girl's beautiful feet." Biking has to be one of my favorite activit...
It had all started with my craving to worship female feet. Especially the feet of exotic dancers who heard fetish requests all the time. Their feet were regularly on display to perv and lust after. Some of the girls exploited the fetishes of men like me not only inside the clubs but outside as well. One such dancer was Amber who had blond hair, long legs and...
My name is Steven, I'm 24, and I am a narcissist. Not in the psychological disorder way, but in the "I really want to fuck myself" way. I absolutely worship myself because I know I'm incredibly sexy. When I'm alone (which is most of the time) I like to jerk off in front of the mirror, admiring my gorgeous body and cock. I even take pictures and videos of mys...
When I woke up after my first night staying at Brad's, I found a sticky wad of toilet paper in the bed beside me. I vaguely remembered waking up in the night and jacking off into the toilet paper after drifting in and out of fantasies of Emily. Emily was Brad's hot new girlfriend, and was sleeping with him in the room next to me. I worried about how the mor...
Moonlight shone through the large window overlooking the city from the building's position at the top of the hill. It was dark where I sat in the center of the room. Though I was naked, I was warm. The square carpet sample under me acted as protection from the dank cement floor below. The building had once been an office for a now retired accounting firm. Th...
Matthew had nothing but a close-up view of the shining steel heel of my stiletto. He was on the ground, chin to the floor, hoping for a token lick or maybe even the chance to start worshipping up my taut legs, now in fishnets. He was yearning, I know, to lick slowly up the back of my calves, following the seam, inching closer and closer up toward my thigh an...
I am a kinky woman. Funny, when I was growing up I never thought of myself in that way. In fact I considered myself the All American Girl. When I thought of sex, it was always a vision of hearts and romance, lots of kissing, and straight sex in the missionary position, man on top of course. Even something as relatively common as oral sex never crossed my min...
About three months ago I met a very nice man in a chat room named David. David works out of town frequently and thru casual conversation he found out that he works now and then near my home. He asked if I would meet him for dinner next time he was in town and I agreed. That dinner date by the way is coming up soon. David and I continued to talk over the ne...