Leather Gloves Smoking Stories

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A Night Out...

by smokelover on Sep 11, 2017
Fetish

I sat at home on this particular Friday night. My wife, Susan, had called earlier from work to let me know, that she planned to stop off at a bar with some co-workers for a drink or two. This was fine, as it had been a long day and a night of television alone sounded really inviting. About 8:15 the phone rang, it was Susan. It seems everyone went their separ...

The Alley of No Return Ch. 17

by fursmoke11 on Sep 15, 2017
Fetish

Chapter 17: Perfection in Blue Fox Jennifer Coombes leaned forward and lit her son's cigarette. She adored him smoking; he looked so cool in his new tight leather high waisted blouson. He was trembling, and she wondered whether it was the cold as the temperature plummeted below freezing now the sun had gone down, despite the patio heater on the Knightsbridg...

I Tie Up Katie

by Boxlicker101 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

A while ago I got a phone call from Katie. “I just quit smoking, George,” she said, “and I need something to relax me.” I was glad she had quit smoking because there had been times when I was somewhat reluctant to kiss her because of the way her breath smelled. Her clothes always smelled of tobacco smoke too, but the clothing was usually quickly removed so t...

The Diadem of Domination

by markydaysaid on Sep 13, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Val: Human Barbarian. An 21 year old tomboy who grew up in a mountain clan, learning to fight from an early age. She is tall with an athletic build, large breasts, shaggy brown hair, and many scars. Her clothing consists of little more than a fur thong and a skimpy breastplate that barely covers her bronzed chest. Penny Half-Pocket: Halfling Rouge. Val's be...

The Star

by Goatilocks on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The beautiful young woman called Samantha Pennywhistle sat in front of the opal mirror of the modestly decorated hotel room and carefully applied her lipstick. She pursed her lips together and, reaching for her hairbrush softly stroked her recently shampooed hair until her locks shone with radiant flair. Placing the brush to one side of the September edition...

The Alley of No Return Ch. 21

by fursmoke11 on Sep 15, 2017
Fetish

Chapter 21: Baptism Author's preface: Like all the story thus far, I would like to point out this is pure fantasy. It does however draw on an encounter I once had with a young Mormon elder. If you are likely to be offended by depraved corruption of someone with religious faith please do not read on. The real experience did not go a fraction as far; but...

Batgirl's Daddy

by odderotica on Sep 11, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Barbara ran freely over the Gotham rooftops, bounding from one, free falling for a glorious instant before shooting out the thin silk grapple line and swinging a carefully planed parabola to the next hand hold. She moved with a simple grace and outstanding precision, for the route was now quite familiar to her. Twice she spared a moment to glace in the night...

Parent Teacher Ch. 02

by djm298 on Sep 11, 2017
Fetish

Amy grabbed her coat and together they walked out of the classroom. The sound of their heels echoed throughout the hallway. When they reached the parking lot, Amy paused. “What’s the matter?” “I, umm. I don’t know if I can do this.” The older woman turned to her, and placed her leather gloved around Amy’s hand. “Come on, don’t deny yourself. It’s going t...

They Always Beg For More

by smokelover on Sep 11, 2017
Fetish

“You and a guest are cordially invited to attend a formal dinner party at the estate of Charles W. Meeks” Sara Miller could not believe that she had been invited to Mr. Meeks dinner party. She had been a receptionist for McCracken and Meeks for almost five years, but this was the first party that she had been invited to. She thought about who to bring and w...

The Alley of No Return Ch. 08

by fursmoke11 on Sep 15, 2017
Fetish

Chapter Eight: Liberty Leading the People Jane Matthews lifted her thigh booted legs gently from the bucket seat of her sports car and stretched, carefully avoiding her head on the raised door, which let out a cloud of smoke into the cold air. Because she was driving, and because it was a reminder to Ruth Mears of the power of mink, she wore the Blackglama...