Sock Smelling Stories

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Mrs. O'Malley's Golden Juices Ch. 10

by milfleglover on Sep 25, 2017
Mature

Susan O'Malley was never much of a housekeeper. She was, however, the best at dominating men, and women, young and old, delighting in bending them to her ways, usually a process that involved forcing them to drink her hot piss. Not usually - always. She loved exploiting the weaknesses of others. It played to her sexually controlling nature. Today, for exa...

Fun in the Library

by sexualrelief7191 on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

"So I've been noticing comments this past year about wanting more sock-related foot fetish stories. Personally, I'm not the biggest sock fan. I love bare feet, simple as that. However, I'm giving this story a try with some sock AND barefoot fun. One of my favorite places for foot sightings is the library on my campus. Every time I go there, I see girls with...

My Mistress is My Wife

by slavetohiswife on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

My Mistress had to leave for work. She left me in my pink thong which she chose for me to wear. I couldn't help but be excited every single time the fabric brushed against the head of my cock. I was instructed by my Mistress that touching myself was allowed but jerking off was not allowed, and until the cock cage arrived I was on the honor system. I rubbed a...

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...

Perfect Picture

by duck12345 on Nov 12, 2019
Fetish

Click. Scott spun around and his stomach sunk. "You should see your face! Bex, get a picture of this dweeb." "My phone's in the car. Hold on, I'll grab it." They'd locked him in. Worse, they were laughing about it. The car's headlights lit them from behind, turning them into menacing silhouettes. Scott stumbled to the towering gate and tugged on the ba...

Sammy's Panties Pt. 03

by wordyone on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

The third part of the story about Sammy the beautiful sexy Venezuelan girl that had come to share the apartment that I lived in, in Spain. Sammy's Panties and Sammy's Panties Part. 02 precede this story in content. Finally, in Part. 03 my fascination with her lingerie and her naughty ways come to collide for our mutual pleasure. I found my way out of the hy...

A Kinky Datenight

by Philmorris181 on Jul 6, 2020
Fetish

Mike and Sally have been married 10 years. Their marriage was a strong one but routine eventually set in. At some point, Sally started organizing date nights once a month and Mike was always looking forward to those... They usually involved some kind of kinks and playfulness that he loved... However, more recently Sally seemed to have forgotten the date ni...

Humiliation Punishment

by Slaveboy82 on Jan 28, 2019
Fetish

I am a 35-year-old happily married man and I have always been faithful. I do however, have a crush on my wife's best friend Claire. When we all spend time together with her and her long-term partner, I have to ensure I am not staring at her face, figure or as someone with a foot fetish her feet. Her partner occasionally teases her about her feet because her...

California Afternoon

by MrNexx on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The offshore breeze is a cool caress on sun-warmed skin, carrying with it a tang of salt. You've spent the day playing tour guide, and while the sun won't be down for a couple hours yet, you're headed back to his hotel out of necessity; he wasn't paying attention to where he was walking, and managed to soak his shoes in a fountain. He said it was because you...

Happy Trails Pt. 02

by Outsider1505 on Aug 24, 2020
Fetish

I managed to make it back to my car without much of an issue, using the forest as best I could to hide the cum-stain covering the front of my pants. Most people didn't seem to notice or care, or if they did they didn't say a word, and the one person I passed who did seemed rather satisfied when I said I'd spilled some water on myself. All the while, I kept...