It was getting dark outside. I sat on my bed reading my favorite magazine, waiting. The sunset ment it was getting closer for my mother to go to work. I walked out of my room and looked down the stair case. I can see her getting her purse ready. I was already done with all of my homework and was ready for a little fun. "Jay, honey I'm leaving" "Ok mom, I'...
Jessica woke up, and opened her eyes. She was met by the sight of Sarah's beautiful face. The face of her girlfriend. She just smiled, for she was an extremely lucky girl. She found someone who was perfect for her, and she loved every aspect of Sarah. They had amazing chemistry, and a very good connection. She also was excited to wake up, because that mean...
"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." Summer was less than 4 weeks from being ove...
Note from the author: Thanks to those who offered feedback and encouraged me to continue the story. I'm glad I did and hope that you enjoy it. I always try to make my stories believable and psychological. I hope you might consider reading my non-fetish stories, too. Happy reading and thanks again for your feedback. ***** I knew exactly which liquor store J...
For the past few years my Mistress has been having her beautiful feet professionally pedicured every six weeks and in recent times she has started having me give her a 'mini-pedi' in between her regular appointments. This basically involves soaking her feet, scrubbing them with exfoliating gel, washing them again, applying her peppermint moisturising lotion...
That day was also a very cold day like yesterday. It was a special day for two reasons. First of all, the maid was supposed to meet her Mistresses today, and secondly it was Mistress Isabelle's birthday. The maid decided to stay in her cramped apartment and not go anywhere. She was looking forward to the phone from her Mistress inviting her to work at her h...
Stereotypes are an unfortunate fact of human life, I'm afraid. We've all got them about other people, and they have them about us. However, I don't think they should be discounted because most of them have their source in some obscure truth. My name is Jefferson O'Shea. A young Irishman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I moved to the Province of Ontari...
I had the day off and the day was way different than the past four days had started off. Robby came to me for a pre work blow job which I gave him with gusto hoping that as he blew his nut down my throat that he would be satisfied with my effort. "Thank You for letting me swallow Your sperm Master" I said to him looking for any slight hint of appreciation o...
In part 1 Carol has a worship session with her slave, but unbeknown to him she is awaiting the arrival of her former lover, her gardener at her old house before she moved overseas. But now she was back and having expanded her horizons she was determined to expand them sexually. She had had plenty of lovers in her time, all through her marriage, including one...
She stands naked on the carpet in the middle of the room. I stand in the doorway, awaiting orders. "You can come in," she says. "After you take your clothes off. And you're coming in on your hands and knees." I comply. Sweater and t-shirt over my head. Pants down, shaken off the legs. Quick tugs at the socks. Underwear pulled off and tossed aside in one fl...