Belly Fetish Novels & Stories

In my pursuit of excitement, I lay on the bed with my legs open, frantically pleasuring myself in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Through the dark glass, I could see a strong man on the balcony opposite staring at my body intently. This extreme taboo made my scalp numb, and I grew increasingly depraved. I tried my best to arch my back as I became a shameless, irrational, and thrill-seeking tart. My name was Layla Terra, and I was a dance student.

"Oh come on Lini... do tell... don't leave your adoring public and me for that matter hanging... what then." "Well it's never happened but I wish him to take me up on my suggestion to take absolute and total control of the situation as I produce a set of soft and comfortable but very reliable fur lined wrist and ankle restraints. I want to be totally submissive to him and his hard cock as he crawls on top of me and begins to slowly fuck my tits. And as he does this I am driven wild with desire until I start begging him to fuck them harder and faster." Jimmy has been secretly thinking about titty fucking his mother since this whole forbidden dream has started. Titty fucking is a bit of a feti

"Watch me put a baby in you," you say to me as you kiss my neck and caress my tits. This is your latest obsession, your mission that must be accomplished. Most men can't stand pregnant women; they think they're fat and ugly, but not you. Every time you see a pregnant belly, your c*ck stands at attention, as if to salute. You're all for breastfeeding in public, as long as you can watch with that bulge in your shorts. Our pornography collection seems more like the videos you would find at the obstetrician. You're always bringing home some new movie where a sexy woman with a bulging belly is getting satisfied by one or two young studs or other pregnant women. You love to watch as a woman gets h

My skirt is hiked up to my waist, my legs spread out wide as I lean back on my elbows, my pussy weeping for his touch. “So wet and so creamy just for me. Is that right Bethany?” he asked with a deep, dark West African accent that only emphasized on the torture he was just about to unleash on me. “Yes, yes!” I breathed, biting the bottom of my lip to keep myself from moaning. Atiza drops to his knees between my thighs. He doesn't hesitate; he dives in, his mouth immediately finding my clit with a precision that makes my knees buckle.

With just two pairs of piercings it's really mostly a cosmetic setup, seeing as I could still put anything from two fingers to a vibrator into her cunt. Both the psychological effect and the unfamiliar sensation from the increased weight and the consequential pull on her pussy lips definitely adds to her horniness. "Get on your hands and knees, then present your cunt and ass to those you will be entertaining shortly." Bella follows my directions, even if her hands and legs are so shaky that it takes her a lot longer than it should. Once she's kneeling there with her thighs spread and her ass pushed in the air, she seems to

I had a vague certainty that he had no idea what I was talking about, especially when his instinct was to want to hold me harder against the body, and not retreat for fear of it being true. "I also do magic," he said in a malicious tone a few seconds later. "Do you want to see how I make a part of my body disappear and reappear inside you?” I made a scared face, being taken by surprise by an indecent speech like that, mainly because he said it out loud. Flynn laughed loudly at my embarrassment. He took me by the waist to kiss me in an intense and affectionate way, and walked away when my own body seemed to melt in contact with his. I could deny as much as I wanted, but that man was, without

The sight sent a bolt of pure need straight to his cock, hardening him against the confines of his trousers. Lower, the soft roll of her stomach curved gently outward, a plush, inviting swell that the water traced in rivulets. It wasn’t flat or toned like the women he usually took; it was soft, yielding, the kind of belly that would press warm and perfect against his abs when he took her. Dominic’s wolf growled in approval. *Bury your face there. Kiss every inch. She was made for this.*

I asked him, my pride hurt and anger flaring in my eyes. "Yes, that is what I am asking of you. Being with a pregnant woman has always been one of my fetish. Your stubbornness has already driven me over the edge, knowing this now has only intensified my desire to worship your body. The one that is now Mother Nature's plaything" he said, the lust evident in his eyes as he drooled.

Judging from her disheveled hair, it was a wild one. "Same old. He was left at the altar or something but it was definitely about a fiancee." Kaylee took off the robe she had pulled on at the door of the room she had with the client. She stood fully naked in front of her friend who was used to it. "Why? What was his fetish?" Ashley asked, her eyes big and wide as she waited for Kaylee to speak. "A garter." Ashley's head tilted in confusion. "A garter? But that's not a request. You wear it all the time."

The filthy memory of him choking the stripper while pounding her made Bella add a third finger, stretching herself wider. “Daddy… fuck me harder,” she whimpered, voice cracking. Her hips rocked desperately against her hand, the lewd wet sounds of her fingers plunging in and out filling the small toilet. She pinched her nipple hard with her free hand, twisting it, pretending it was Ethan’s rough grip. “Your cock is so big, Daddy… ruin my pussy. Please—please stretch me open like you did to her.”