Sweaty Sock Stories

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Short But Sweet

by honeyissweet on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Let me tell you a story. A few years ago I had just moved to this little town. I was excited and also a little scared. It was known around town by many women claiming that a guy gave them a night they would never forget, but never elaborated on their story. The man is a firefighter with the local fire brigade. He is around 6ft 1", spiky blond hair, very we...

Molly's Ass Slave

by milfleglover on Sep 25, 2017
Fetish

I got the call right after I saw Molly pull into her driveway. The 60-year-old, lean, sinewy single blonde was home for her usual half-hour break from her retail job in a small store in town. She was wearing a dark pantsuit and shoes. She called immediately after she got inside. "Come now, I need to be relaxed and don't have much time," she said plainly. I...

Inconvenient Coincidence Ch. 09

by Max332 on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

Chapter 9: End of evening. As James finished with Faith's last feet, he tumbled from exhaustion. He had licked both of them, entirely. The taste of sweat and dirt didn't vanish from his tortured mouth, even though he was not licking anymore. He shivered. Worst places were obviously the spaces between the toes, where sock lint and foot waste accumulated to c...

Sex in Socks

by MarthaD on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

The following story took place last fall and I've finally gotten around to writing it out. While the story fully stands on its own, readers wishing to more fully understand our Loving Female Led Relationship might enjoy my earlier story Nothing More Gratifying. I hadn't really meant to arouse him, but I'm so glad I did. I had just gotten a new laptop (thank...

Cleaning up Bob's Mess Ch. 03

by MarkLazer on Sep 19, 2017
Fetish

The next morning, I didn't have class until later and when I awoke about 9 am and came out to the living room, Brenda was sitting on the recliner with nothing on but a long football jersey, used like a night gown that barely covered her panties, that black silk thong which was easy to see, and a pair of tight, white, nylon knee socks that were scrunched down...

Wrestling on the Third Date

by FerdGerfel on Sep 19, 2017
Erotic Couplings

This is a work of pure fiction. Unlike my previous stories which were fantasies based on real events and real people, this one takes place in the future. Hope you enjoy! * My marriage lasted five years. The fact that it ended wasn't much of a shock to anyone. It was a disaster, and I'll spare you all of the horrible details. The hard part was moving on in...

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...

The Exhibition: Breakfast Ch. 02

by sammy_808 on Sep 18, 2017
BDSM

The sunlight glinted through the window onto Sammy's face. She slowly opened her eyes, and looked out to see the it reflecting off the building a few blocks away. "Stupid ugly building," she mumbled to herself as she rolled over. Sammy looked out through the bars of her cage into the rest of the living room. The clock said it was nearly eight, so she had at...

Feet of Dreams

by Vaughan on Sep 25, 2017
Fetish

Let me start out by saying that sometimes dreams... make that fantasies, do come true. I used to work in the Technology field. I started at a software company right out of college. By the time I was 26 years old, I had become a very successful salesperson there. Granted, it was Technology in the mid-90's, so lots of people were doing well..but... I was doi...

Give

by Alex Finch on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I’m lying awake, at three. Little else to do but wait. I never had her when I wanted her, now she’s here every night. Home from college, which seems to change everything. Hot night. Sweltering night. The humidity nulls any relief my open window can provide. I’m sweating, under my single sheet. My watch: two fifty-one, exactly. She’ll be here any minute now....