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A Magical Visitor Ch. 04

by jmcidlv15 on Sep 24, 2019
Fetish

"Emilia, you're back!" Madeline said with glee. "I am so glad to see you again! It's only been a day, but I already feel like it's been forever!" Oh honey, you flatter me, I just came to make dreams come true, like I always do! "Jessica, this is Emilia, she is the one who gave me my wonderful powers!" "Wow, it is so nice to meet you! You are amazingly...

Captivating Calves of Mrs. O'Ryan Ch. 02

by milfleglover on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

It had been a long time. Too long for Jason. Too long for Maureen O'Ryan. Theirs was a brief, fleeting encounter, affair more realistically. Jason, a handsome 22 year old man, was smitten with the sexy legs of Mrs. O'Ryan, a spry and sexy 68-year-old widow friend of his grandmother's. Since he was 18, Jason was taken by the sexy older woman's incredible le...

A Foot Fetish Slavery

by SluttyMallory on Sep 19, 2017
Fetish

The mistress sat upon her chair seductively gazing down upon the two individuals before her. She was 5'10" and about 140lbs. in her mid-twenties with long flowing brunette hair and supple breasts. Her gaze fell upon a pair of 18 year olds in a dimly lit open room that resembled a warm basement somewhere lost in the suburbs. One of them was a very petite girl...

Sweaty Shoe Fun at the Gym

by SluttyMallory on Aug 30, 2017
Fetish

John walked quietly into the main room of the college gym; taking a look at the clock and letting out a quiet sigh. It was seven already. He knew that he only had two hours to get his workout done before he would have to go back to his dorm room to prepare for his morning class. "Hey Jenny," said john in gentle voice "just thought I'd drop by for a quick wo...

Wicked

by lucas123 on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

I have liked woman’s feet for as long as I can remember. Noticing I would get turned in different situations involving feet, Even shoes and socks. In the relationship I have had, finding a woman that’s willing to tolerate it was hard enough, but finding a woman that was into it well…..I thought was impossible. Then I met WICKED. She was a beautiful woman wi...

The Goddess 01. Breathplay

by Osiris_HighTops on Dec 11, 2018
Fetish

"I know why you love it when I fuck your face," Nat whispered into her husband's ear as she tenderly wiped a tear from his face. "You love it because you're afraid of dying, aren't you?" she moaned softly as she gently touched herself, clearly very aroused by his deepest fears. "That's part of it..." Stan replied, his hands trembling uncontrollably in nervo...

Taught to Like Foot Sniffing

by stryker53 on Sep 25, 2017
Fetish

As the van cruised the streets it parked near the bus station. There was the perfect target. A young male around 18 or so with his back pack and ragged clothes stood alone outside smoking all alone. He was not from here, that's for sure. The two women inside the van pulled up to him. "Killing time between busses I'll bet," the smiling short haired blonde in...

My Fetish Made Me a Cuckold Ch. 02

by sneakerman on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

No one in this story is under the age of 18. ***** So in the last chapter we were at Tiffany's place waiting for Tim, Tiffany offered me another drink as we waited. Tiffany hands me my 4th drink as we continue to wait and talk. Hey lets go wait in the bedroom for Tim to get here. I agree and follow her in. We sit at the end of the bed and she turns on a...

Sweaty Shoe Fun at the Gym Ch. 02

by SluttyMallory on Aug 30, 2017
Fetish

John paused as he reached for the handle of the door. He could feel his heart pounding as he began pressing on the door. He could remember the sensation of the damp, sweaty shoe sole being pressed into his penis. He moaned quietly to himself and pressed his swollen penis against his leg trying to stifle his erection as he opened the door to the University Gy...

Fall of '69 Ch. 04

by wilderness on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Around 4 a.m., with my arms around Becky's warmth, my face nestled in her hair, I sank into a deep, Mariana Trench sleep. A sleep so ocean deep, nothing, short of a bomb planted by Jacques Cousteau under the bed, would wake me up. When I finally cracked opened my eyes, the clock next to the bed said it was 5 a.m.. After blinking out the blurriness, I reali...