Fart Fetish Novels & Stories

"I wanna lick you ... that bad ...." "Uhmm ... that is why ..." Jason opened his shirt, he was shirtless. “I'm sorry if it's a little bit smelly… but it is one of the fetishes I'm trying to do ..” Jason tied his shirt up to cover Lisa's eyes, making the girl hold her breasts while moaning. She is aroused. "I like your fetish. I am curious about the other fetish ... let us explore later .." Jason took Lisa's hands off her breasts and replaced them with his own palms, he squeezed them in a whisper. "I do things rough ... and in my own way!" He whispered menacingly. He whispered... And made Lisa moaned hard, and pressed her front body against Jason.

Ellis explained. "Why did you say he is worst than me? Why it is a big problem?" Master Henry said in a worried tone. "Beside having allergic reaction with women. He has a hypersexual drive disorder. it's called satyriasis, it is a kind of like nymphomaniac for females. He has a high hypersexual urges that he can not control now. He mast**bate many times, everyday but only get satisfied with sex. He could not be satisfied with only twice eja**lation in one session. He could only fully calm down in 5 or more eja**lation," Dr. Ellis explanation which made the Master Henry and wife mouth agape with shock.

His naked body made me drool, and he smirked knowing that I couldn't resist his nakedness. I closed my legs feeling that I was leaking already. "Baby girl, lose the thong and open your legs for me." He took both of my wrists to the top of my head. He took his belt and wrap it around my wrists securing it. He looked deviously at me. I was wetting my sheet with my arousal, It was too fucking sexy. He licked my ear and whispered. "My fetish baby girl, I need you to stay put while I eat your pink, sweet, tight little cunt of yours. I will do this all night baby girl. You will remember me tomorrow when you fuck your plaything."

THEMES: Nightclub, Lesbian love, LGBTQ, Dom- Sub energy, bodily discovery, Funatari. KINKS: Belt play, Foot play, foot fuck, Tit play, Tit fuck, Dirty talk, Size tease, Eye contact control. LESSY'S POV "Use your feet." I gulp at that, "My... ffe... feet." "Yes love, use your feet just like you would use your hands on my cock." I swallow again, this... is a new thing to me; I've never met anyone with a feet fetish before.

Raphael took another bite of his apple, completely uninterested. "I'm not a whore.” “No one is; it's just nature.” “I can't do this. I have to tell them the truth.” “And go with the silicone? I heard it works too; you just need to buy them in different colours and sizes.” He winked, and Fatima knew what he was talking about and made a puking face. "That's a good skill for sucking a dildo. You're already a step ahead.” He teased, and Fatima shook her head.

This karmic dance resulted in us not having sex for over a month, which left me horny and in an immediate need to satisfy my strong sexual urges. As I thought about how long it had been since I had had sex, I could feel my thick vanilla cock crawling down my leg. To be more comfortable, I unbuttoned my pants, grabbed my phone, pulled up my favorite freak T*****r account, and watched as two black guys fucked a blond girl. I loved watching videos like these. It was one of my fantasies, but I didn’t think Natasha would be into it. As I continued to watch, I realized that this video was different than the kind I usually watched. After the guys had finished fucking the girl, she left, and then th

I pulled it out and stroked, "Fuck...Megan, you are crazy...amazing study break...you got me so hot...my dick's feeling good...mmmm...so good!" My hand wrapped around the base and I dick-slapped her, poking and teasing her tits. The nerves endings in the head felt every nuance of the way her nipples sat atop puffy mounds. The sexy topography of her breasts was just part of why Megan was rapidly becoming my new fetish. My dick was pulsing, feeling thick in my hands and her tits were dripping with lube; there was a sexy SMACK, if I swatted hard. SMACK "I love your tits...mmmm...your fuckable big tits...big...puffy...yeah...fuck yeah!"

Biting (giving) — 4 Biting (receiving) —4 Kissing (giving) — 5 Kissing (receiving) —5 Zapping (electricity) — 3 Ice cubes — 4 Wax play —4 Clothes pegs — 4 Knife play —2 Fire Play —1 Breath play Breath control — 2 Choking — 3 Humiliation Teasing — 4 Humiliation (private) — 4 Humiliation (public) — 2 Verbal humiliation — 5 Spitting — 2 Objectifying — 3 Shaving — 1 Sexy clothing — 5 Outdoor scenes — 2 Public exposure — 2 Body part torture Nipple clamps — 3 CBT — 1 Sounding —1 Fetishes Feet — 1 Boots — 2 Underwear (panties/lingerie)— 5 Chastity devices — 2 Masks — 2 Leather — 4 Roleplaying Fear play — 4

I cursed, glaring wide-eyed at him, but he responded with a smirk, grinning widely, his eyes pinned against my already soaked cunt. “Wet for me?...already?” He asked. The blade had nipped off of flesh of my clit. Causing me to shudder from fear?...... Arousal?...wanting more?. I needed therapy; it made me realise how sick I really had been. I was a freak; I agreed; I knew I was sexualy fantasizing, always about depraved, immoral, and ugly things one could barely imagine from a young age. But now, being in this situation turned me the fuck on,

A fat woman with two men. All of them were about fat people. I got goosebumps. "What does all of this mean?" "I have a fetish. I'm aroused by fat people." I fell silent. His words flowed into my brain, but it took a few seconds to truly sink in. "Fetish?" I whispered. "Since I was a teenager, I've always been attracted to curvy women. I'm genuinely aroused by their bodies. The fat, the folds, the soft skin, all of it turns me on."