Talking Feet Stories

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Pleasure Unexpected

by darkravenwolf on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I made it to the café` without getting lost too many times and I asked for a table outside so I could enjoy the wonderful weather and smells coming from the other stores and not to mention the eye candy walking by. As usual I was making lists of things I needed to get accomplished and muttering to myself as was my habit, when I heard someone say "Excuse me...

Meeting My Dirty Girls Ch. 03

by Cayce on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

I woke up to Paige handing me a steaming cup of coffee, "I don't know how you take it," she said. My head was pounding. I watched her as she walked out of the room. It was at that moment I realized that I had no clue how I got to my bed. Pieces of the night flashed through my mind. Even with portions of my night absent from memory, I found myself getting a l...

Talking Him In

by worthsqueezing on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

"OK, I'm pulling into the parking garage," he said into his cellphone. Juggling the phone, the stick shift, plus the most hopeful erection he'd had in a while, made navigating all those hairpin turns a little tricky. "I still can't really believe this is happening. I mean, how do I know you're really here?" He blurted it out and felt stupid instantly, as a...

Kelly's Perfect Feet

by noticelandic on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

Note from the author: This story is very personal in a number of ways. I always wanted to write a foot fetish story and it took me years to figure out how. The story is loosely based on actual events. Erik, the narrator, thinks and acts like me, but is decidedly more courageous. His friends Jim and Kelly are based on actual friends of mine, and yes, her feet...

A Surprise For His Slave

by simply_elegance on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

There I was, kneeling in the corner, on my little mat of rice. Hands neatly folded behind in the small of my back. He admired his handy work from the cane having left my bottom with three crimson stripes. My punishment for my brattiness while preparing the appetizers. Something about what he thought was appropriate, and I thought that his choice was better s...

Tim & Peggy Ch. 01

by sparktj on Sep 11, 2017
Mature

Last weekend my wife and I went out to a supper organized by some friends in a local restaurant. It was to raise funds for a charity they are involved with and our friends took over the restaurant and filled it with people they know. We arrived later than most of the others and were invited to sit at a table already occupied by a couple. We introduced oursel...

A Revenge Fuck

by wieliczka on Sep 11, 2017
Loving Wives

It's Monday morning at the office. Dave is sitting at his desk. His clothes are disheveled and it looks like he's slept in them. It also looks as if he's not gotten any sleep. That's because he hasn't. He's trying hard to concentrate, but it's not working. His boss Corey comes in and immediately starts to upbraid him when somebody walks into the office. It's...

I Like To Expose Myself for My BF Ch. 03

by VanessaEvans on Sep 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

All characters involved in any sexual activities in this story were over 18 when the events took place. In part 01 I described how my boyfriend helped me discover exhibitionism. Subsequent parts describe some of our adventures. Part 03 - Ethan takes me to his father's boat - part 1 ***** As soon as our exams were over Ethan told me that he'd arranged f...

Kiran and Priya Ch. 06

by indsub89 on Oct 6, 2020
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Kiran woke up the next morning with a full night's sleep. He did not have a single dream which meant that he had been exhausted. When he woke up, however, he was full of energy. Sheila was sitting on the sofa and was on her phone. She smiled when she saw he had woken up. Kiran knelt in front of her and kissed her feet as she put the leash on him. "8 'o' clo...

A Clockwork Wimp

by Lord_Gino_X on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

A Clockwork Wimp (Book 1 of 2) Chapter 1 I slowly slide the large window open and climbed inside without making any noise. But there were noises. Noises that were tearing my ear drums apart. Noises that were directly coming from my chest. I knew I have to control my breathing in order to slow down my heart. It was becoming a distraction. A distraction I ca...