Sock Stories

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Haley's Foot Empire Ch. 02

by brisocks on Sep 2, 2017
Fetish

Bzzz bzzz Connor lifted the phone from his desk and looked at the unknown number. Opening the message, his stomach does a somersault and his heart practically skips a beat. 'My feet are waiting' is what the screen says. It could of course only be one person. 'How did you get my number?' he quickly replies. 'And what exactly are you expecting?' 'Less qu...

Frat Party

by thestargazer on Sep 25, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

It was my first frat party. I had no idea how I wound up there. The liquor was flowing hard, and the rooms were packed. The guys were all football stars, hooting and chugging, and the girls were all skanks. I'm used to thinking of girls as dignified, delicate creatures. But these girls were screaming at the top of their lungs, grinding their crotches against...

A Slave to Socks Ch. 05

by AnimatedSocks on Sep 15, 2017
Fetish

It was far too unbelievable for her mind to accept that this was actually taking place. Every thing Stacy knew about life, and its laws were simply just thrown at the window upon seeing her own white knee high socks with three red stripes at the top, standing on top of her sister on their own accord. If this was not believable enough, the mere fact that Lexi...

Rebecca Pt. 02

by thepeopleschamp on Aug 29, 2017
Fetish

The numb disbelief I felt was replaced with paranoia and self-consciousness; I anxiously looked around to see if anyone else realized what happened. What had come over me? How could I have been so careless? These thoughts and variations of them formed an unforgiving, disorienting whirlpool. I had to get away. I hastily shoved my notebook into my backpack, an...

Kevin's Journey to Findom Ch. 05

by drdick69 on Jul 13, 2020
Fetish

I awoke to the sound of my phone buzzing. I reached over to the nightstand and grabbed it. My bank had just sent me a notification that this week's $500 from Kevin had been credited to my account. I smiled, knowing that his financial domination continued unabated. As I cleared the sleep from my eyes, I realized that I was sleeping in a man's arms. I had fall...

SchoolRoom Escapade

by Grmln on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

It was pushing 5pm and the school was slowly emptying out. Everyone eager to get on with their weekend plans except him, he had work to do so there he was. His mind began drifting off of the job at hand and to her. That special lady he thought about so many times throughout the day. He wished so bad that he could taste her, smell her, and feel her soft warm...

A Morning in Dad's Closet

by VeryDirtyMind on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Back in 1981 Danny Crane was a fairly average 18 year old boy, a sports fan who obsessed about sex like most of his peers. Unfortunately for Danny, his lack of confidence and self esteem combined to make him the only virgin in his circle of friends, although he did eventually claim to have had sex with somebody just to get the teasing to stop. What Danny di...

Tell Me What You See

by Harddaysknight on Jan 6, 2020
Loving Wives

Sarah and I had just finished picking up after the party, when I decided to share an interesting situation that had occurred earlier in the evening. I always felt it was best to be upfront and honest with my wife. I found when I kept secrets from Sarah it would come back to bite me in the ass. "Betty Thol came on to me tonight," I revealed as I prepared to...

My Mom's Feet Put Me in Therapy

by iloveannamarrie on Sep 24, 2019
Fetish

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Amid the very uncomfortable silence, my eyes wandered, carefully, as to not meet Sharon's curious gaze. I was beginning to almost feel accustomed to these awkward quiet moments, week to week these sex therapy appointments seemed to repeat themselves, the shaky dialogue between Sha...

Playing Footsies Ch. 03

by RickyJoyce on Nov 4, 2019
Fetish

Will opened his eyes to darkness. He reached for his phone and checked the time, squinting as the artificial light blinded him. Eight thirty. He had most likely missed dinner. Or was he expected to make his own? He forgot to ask Vicki how they handled it in this flat. He shrugged and figured he would ask tomorrow. For now he really needed to pee. At least he...