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My Foot Fetish

by iLoveStinkyfeet on Apr 3, 2019
Fetish

FYI: This is a true story about me indulging my foot fetish in the way I wanted for the first time. I love feet, especially the teachers at my colleges my favourite teacher was Miss Clarke, biology teacher. Every day she wore black flats with no socks; they looked pretty rundown so I can imagine they smelled divine. She would always slip her feet out of her...

Shari's "Bang Cock" Story Pt. 06

by DCBelga on Sep 28, 2020
Group Sex

Shari's "Bang Cock" Story Pt. 06 "I push you down until you are on your knees, right between her legs. Grabbing you by the hair, I make you sniff her wet flower and her asshole. She's been working out for two hours, and she is nice and ripe." "Ohhhhhhhhhhh, yessssssss make me smell her, Rod!" Rod picked up the pace as his cock thrust into Shari's drippi...

A new power

by A0211 on Apr 22, 2025

Noah was a 19 years old boy with blonde hair and tender blue eyes. Although he was a really handsome boy, he had a very serious issue which made his life really difficult. The problem was that his feet were really smelly and tended to smell very cheesy and vinegary, no matter how bad he washed them, they always reeked. This was what caused him lots of proble...

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Sibling Seduction Ch. 09

by SIB-Factor on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

They both were up at noon. Their mom was working; their dad was around, though. Amy still felt very tired, it was her unrelenting horniness that forced her out of bed to see if she could steal a moment with her brother. She came downstairs wearing her white belly shirt and blue hospital pants, with pink panties that had dark pink hearts on them. The reason J...

Welcome To The Panda House Ch. 01.2

by filthygingers on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

PART II: Naughty Night Noises Near Nidong [Story continues from Chapter 1, Part I. Here's where the down and dirty begins! - FGs] I want to tell you a storyAbout a little cutieShe's ass-slappin' pretty . . . She looks good enough to eat me-- Jeff Buckley, "Your Flesh is So Nice" Now one of those two girls in my room during that sticky hot night in the Jin...

Andrea and the Secret Admirer

by thefootprint on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

Heidi, I really appreciate you hosting an anonymous blog for survivors of abduction to be able to share their stories. I'm extremely nervous telling my story as I've never been able to tell anyone. I haven't been able to stop reliving the event since it happened. I'm hoping by sharing my experience with your readers that I may be able to find some peace wit...

Our First Real Erotic Adventure

by guzzieathome on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

This story is true. We have been married for over 40 years and social attitudes have changed a great deal in that time, so if you think this true story is a bit tame, remember we are talking about the 60's and the beginning of the sexual revolution. At that time, for example it was difficult to take sexy or nude pictures of your wife, unless you were a real...

Smelly Monster Girl Feet

by Scalesniffer on Dec 19, 2019
Fantasy

For ages now, humanity has stood strong against the Monster Girls, and has managed to avoid becoming their foot-sniffing slaves. However, the Demon Queen of the Monster Girls has come up with a plan to crush humanity's resistance to her. She has created Six Monster Queens of Stink, and has sent them out into the world to enslave as many humans as they can. T...

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Fun in the Library

by sexualrelief7191 on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

"So I've been noticing comments this past year about wanting more sock-related foot fetish stories. Personally, I'm not the biggest sock fan. I love bare feet, simple as that. However, I'm giving this story a try with some sock AND barefoot fun. One of my favorite places for foot sightings is the library on my campus. Every time I go there, I see girls with...

Sally's Cheating Ways Ch. 3

by SallyJam on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

I woke up late on the Sunday morning, my mind reeling from the events of the last couple of days. Sally had left me a note telling me she had gone out shopping. I brewed a coffee, sat back in my armchair and tried to sort things out in my head. On Friday evening my wife had admitted to being kissed and groped at an office Christmas party a couple of years...