"Is everything alright Roger? You haven't been the same lately. We haven't had sex in almost a month, and when you come home you're always exhausted and smell like shit," my wife said nervously. I sighed. What could I tell her that I hadn't already said? That a cruel latina woman with a monstrously big ass was making me cum multiple times per day? That she...
I had just sat down at the picnic table in the local park, when I heard a noise that caused me to turn around and look. I thought I was the only one at the park that morning, but apparently not. Hoping to do a little bird photography but looked like maybe not. I sipped my coffee with a disgruntled look on my face. A young woman walked past me. She put on s...
My friend Randy and I have 50 years of combined first hand experience with the ever popular fetish for panties. Randy and I have had numerous discussions about women's underwear and the thread that connect this simple, yet complicated, garment to male sexual arousal. We came to the undeniable understanding that most women don't realize the power they possess...
I have been an escort since I finished high school. At first I engaged in regular sex; just selling oral and vaginal sex working 6 days a week from a suburban brothel. But no matter how hard I worked I never seemed to make enough money, especially to cater for my recreational drug addiction. So I decided to enter the dark world of fetish prostitution, which...
* All persons in this text are over the age of 18. ** Please read Chapter 1 before reading this chapter. Chapter 2 - The Fetish My name is Timothy, and I just started working at my old high school as a custodian. Within the first few weeks, I succumbed to the memories and fantasies I still held on to, dredging up years of forgotten libido, and masturbate...
Story Note: No one is minor in my story. * I have always had this fetish since early age of a woman's menstrual period, I used to be able to tell when a woman was in that phase, but alas my sense of smell is not what it used to be. I would visit other peoples homes either with my parents or friends home when I could, I would ask to use the bathroom and go...
Kyle was sitting down in class, writing down assignments when the bell rang. He got up and saw Olivia getting her stuff together. They have known each other since they were 10. They were really good friends, and he really liked her. A lot. Kyle went over to her. "Hey, um, Olivia?" He said nervously. "Yes?" She replied. She smiled at him. Kyle glanced at h...
The Knicker Thief is someone you know. It could be a friend or a relative. Or a workmate. It might be you. When you next hold a dinner party, or a barbeque, have a good look around. The chances are that one of your guests is a Knicker Thief. How will you know them? You won't. They will be a most perfectly ordinary person, not strange or peculiar or sinister...
My shit scented vacation has given me the most erotic memories. Time to fly home though. The excitement lingers and the expectation of future aroma lust encounters is keeping me moist on the plane. Business class seating keeps the trip comfortable and I can get some work done. Visiting the rest room to check my orifice status probing my vagina and anus. My v...
There are some sights you can't forget. Just seeing them changes you. That's not necessarily a bad thing. Change is part of life, but during it you sometimes find out things about yourself that don't necessary sit well with your self-image. For me it all started with a girl named Josie. Her first name was pretty much the only thing I knew about her at the t...