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The Shoe Store

by Honda629 on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

I woke up disoriented. I was extremely confused. I wasn't totally awake at the moment. I was still half asleep. The place smelled like raunchy feet. My pole became so stiff, I felt someone gyrating on top of it. A contraction squeezed hard. I felt hot flesh over my 22 year old face. I couldn't see. Sweat dripped over my face. I started to sniff uncontrolla...

Foot Teased and Stroked TOO Much

by ShowMeSoles on Sep 25, 2017
Fetish

Kevin awoke, groggy. The first thing he noticed was that he could see nothing. He could feel his head surrounded by a mask. The mask covered his mouth with a zipper, left his nose sticking out, and had openings for they eyes. He could feel the strap from a blindfold blinding his sight. The last think Kevin could remember was having that fourth glass of wine...

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...

A new power

by A0211 on Apr 22, 2025

Noah was a 19 years old boy with blonde hair and tender blue eyes. Although he was a really handsome boy, he had a very serious issue which made his life really difficult. The problem was that his feet were really smelly and tended to smell very cheesy and vinegary, no matter how bad he washed them, they always reeked. This was what caused him lots of proble...

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The Smelliest Couple

by Smellypig on Apr 4, 2018
Fetish

This is my first attempt at writing erotica, and it reflects many of the fetishes I have, although some of them are too nasty even for me. My idea was reaching the limits of an almost unexplored niche, hope some people out there enjoys it and even leave a comment. ***** 1 Maddeline was in panic. A few meters away from her, the train was closing its doors...

Andrea and the Secret Admirer

by thefootprint on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

Heidi, I really appreciate you hosting an anonymous blog for survivors of abduction to be able to share their stories. I'm extremely nervous telling my story as I've never been able to tell anyone. I haven't been able to stop reliving the event since it happened. I'm hoping by sharing my experience with your readers that I may be able to find some peace wit...

Take Back the Night

by byronbgeo on Aug 30, 2017
Fetish

PART I With Beth's thick-soled, fishnet-covered foot just inches from his face, her heel on his bare chest and her toes wiggling, the musty stench was overpowering. It was still had to believe this was really happening to him, although, he realized, it had been weeks in the making. "Ready to smell 'em up close?" asked the woman who'd first showed him his...

Kate and Molly

by TeasedToTears on May 16, 2018
BDSM

The thing about most guys is that when they are horny they will tell you just about anything. A few weeks ago, I had took advantage of that situation. After a few hours of teasing, I left my sub with an assignment. He was to write out his five most embarrassing fetishes and tell me exactly why they embarrassed him. Keeping him hard for hours on end did the...

Just a Sniff

by milfleglover on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

Hunter was a cute young man, 19, short haircut, athletic young body, big green eyes and eager to please. He'd come to audition for me; my name is Donna Culkins, and I'm a theater director at the small community playhouse in my little town, a lifelong amateur actor and in my older years, a director. He seemed smitten with me, but that's not totally surprisi...

Mrs. O'Malley's Golden Juices Ch. 08

by milfleglover on Sep 25, 2017
Mature

Susan O'Malley had a long day at work in her retail job, on her feet all day. The 65-year-old silky haired blonde with the sinewy, lean body was ready for a drink. And maybe some action. She walked the street near the store on the unseasonably warm fall day. It had started out cool, so she'd worn black wool trouser socks under her black slacks, which over t...