Menstrual Stories

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Watching Her Go Ch. 05a

by magiconnecticut on Sep 25, 2017
Fetish

Chapter 5 continues in less dirty fashion. * Here I sat, on the throne, Angie sitting on top of me, her hot golden urine soaking me from groin to ankles, tampon string hanging from her pussy... I still sorta had to GO and I had an erection to beat the band. Whatever shall we do??? Was she kidding me??? This woman THRILLED me! "Well, I can't "go" now sweet...

The Treatment Afforded to Karen Ch. 01

by susangreenway on Aug 24, 2020
Fetish

[There's a spanking and a good deal of focus on all women's bodily functions, so if inclusion of those bothers you, please read no further. All characters are over 18.] Karen lives up to her name. She's 43, 5-7, reddish blonde hair, 140 lbs., 34C, and is a soccer mom who for 20 years has spread her legs and obliged her husband who fucks her every third nigh...

A Lover's Concerto

by DevisPixi on Aug 21, 2018
Erotic Couplings

Totally unexpectedly, I came home to find my old girlfriend and my new girlfriend together. Kerry was brown, sultry, skinny, and sharp featured, and Kim was pale, blue-eyed, and full-bodied with deliciously thick lips. They were seated cross-legged on the floor, smoking reefer, and seemed high enough to have been at it for awhile. When I said, "I guess you...

The Pumpkin

by storyguy2 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

She had spent her whole life suppressing the bizarre thoughts that crept into her mind. Images of acts and wants that she was sure indicated a mental as well as a moral sickness. Sometimes the need was so great and the effort to banish it from her mind left her weak and helpless. Then one day she stumbled onto a web site that changed her life. What a revela...

Period Play - Perverse Pleasure

by KinkyCatriona on Sep 11, 2017
Fetish

This story is concerned with menstruation as a source of erotic pleasure. This is a specialised form of sexual practice, with minority appeal. Unless you find such activities appealing, you will not wish to read it. About me My name is Catriona. I'm a successful businesswoman, in my thirties, and my professional life could keep me fully occupied, if I allo...

After Dinner Drinks Ch. 02

by lilactwist on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

With our fingers intertwined, we began braiding the strands of brown waste, trying to make a rope. The shit broke in two. Diana licked the point where it tore and smoothed our rope together. I licked her tongue to get the taste back to myself. Our braid was complete and she placed it between her tits, nipples pink and erect. I grabbed her head and savagely d...

The Feared '57' Ch. 02

by lesliejones on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

To Megs—with joy for her continued high spirits Irene Crawford, Oakhurst's principal, immediately started having second thoughts about Janet Sanders' rather impetuous request to award the "feared 57" punishment to senior Marcie Williams. Irene realized that she had responded in a positive way to Janet's mentioning to her that the request was forthcoming bu...

A Very Shameful Punishment Ch. 20

by lesliejones on Oct 15, 2018
Fetish

This story includes bodily functions and some severe discipline, so if these offend you, you should read no further. All characters are over 18. ***** Eleanor was becoming accustomed to having both Sgt. Denise and Sgt. Linda as her flat mates. Her husband was off at the six-month therapy facility at some location of which she was unaware and intended to re...

Return to "Weekend School" Ch. 13

by cynthiablaine7 on May 6, 2019
Fetish

[This story involved bodily functions. If reading about those offends you, read no further. These stories may be read separately but do gain from being read in sequence.] ***** Gemma and I decided to go to the Weekend School for the first time when we were on a girls' night out and some of us started to remember our school experiences: the ones you don't f...

Hostile Fire

by hydrangealawrence on Sep 24, 2019
Erotic Couplings

The setting sun bears down us like a radiation cloud. Whatever wildlife there is left takes cover in the scarred terrain. Ninety-eight days until I'm back in Minnesota. Rodriguez comes out from behind the old outpost still pulling up his zipper. Puffs of dust billow up from his boots. I turn my head and spit on the parched ground. "You jerking off back the...