Smelly Socks Stories

32,868 results
Orientation
Length
Source
Infinite Scroll

The Subjection (Gay Male Bondage)

by dudebound on Jul 25, 2018
BDSM

NOTE: The following story is fiction but inspired by the "escape rooms" we see sprouting up across America. While there is no nudity or direct sexual contact (at least in this chapter!), it is homoerotic and features gay male bondage themes. Wouldn't it be amazing if there was an escape room experience like this? ***** The Subjection - Chapter One (M/M )...

Professor Morrissey's Feet

by malefeetdesires on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

As I sat inside my morning Creative Writing class with Professor Morrissey, I started to feel nervous because it was approaching the time when we'd have to share some of our poetry with the class. "Who wants to start?" Professor Morrissey said standing at the front of the class in a gray suit. He was in his late fifties with well-trimmed gray hair, but he...

Caught On Camera

by stryker53 on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

DR. Jean Marlin was a sex therapist. She had a big house and lived alone. Always busy working; the DR hired a cleaning agency to do her housework. They assigned an older gentleman who she met at their office while signing the paperwork. He was black in his late 40's. He seems to have been there a while so the DR had no reservations in giving the agency the c...

The Angry Wife

by stryker53 on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

"Your late slave boy," yelled Marcie to her cowering husband Ronald. "Strip idiot and get your slave face in my feet, NOW!" No words were spoken Ronald quickly stripped and neatly folded his clothes. He crawled to the end of the sofa to where her ankles hung her feet over the end. As her dedicated foot slave he kissed the tops of her ankles and then licked...

Seasonal Scents

by Lodeur on Dec 10, 2018
Fetish

Jennie ran forward, curly brown hair pulled back into a ponytail, pert B cup breasts bouncing slightly in her sports bra. She eyed the goalie that she was quickly approaching, looking for her opening. Time was down to the final seconds and, as was not unusual for the captain of the team, it all came down to her. A senior now, the team looked to her for guid...

Car Accident Ch. 08

by pedic7717 on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

8th Day "Bewildered in Confusion" I woke up with a very good mood. Yesterday I served Madame sincerely, and maybe she understood it. Or maybe today I might get another chance to show her my appreciation and total devotion to her. Feeling really happy I stood up, ready to start my morning chores. I was actually whistling, trying to be as quiet as possible....

The Writer and the Freeks

by Cunnytarian on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

I have decided to reveal all, regardless of the severe pressure being placed on me by agents hired (I strongly suspect) by Johnnie Canlick and the Freeks: the beautiful red-haired, green-eyed, lightly freckled Ginger Freek, 36, and her daughter Debby, 18, of similar appearance, if somewhat taller at 5'10". Two more cock-hardening, long limbed beauties would...

Beth's Shin, Socks, Feet Domination Ch. 04

by milfleglover on Sep 12, 2017
Mature

AUTHOR'S NOTE: The continuing story of Beth Sands, a sexy company president, and her domination of young Michael, an employee, whom she'd enslaved with her sexy calves, socks and feet. You'll be more familiar with the theme if you read the prior three stories, but that's the nutshell summary. This chapter contains more of the same - female domination of a ma...

Miss Valerie

by footslut2u on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

Valerie was a haughty Russian blonde in her early twenties with her hair pulled up and expensive glasses on. She had an air of a princess about her and was dangling her sandals from her metallic blue toenails when her mother led me crawling on my knees in the room with my leash on. My penis sprang to attention as soon as I laid eyes on her perfectly formed...

Dr. Phil And The City

by Zemistone on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

He was in New York City. The hotel he chose for the short stay was too elegant for the patrons to notice him. If it wasn't the bald head and the mustache, it was that southern twang which gave him away. "Oh My god, It's Dr. Phil!" He had enough of those pesky Midwestern housewives cackling for his autograph. He was the son of a doctor for crying out loud...