Novel & Cerita Fart Fetish

Turned into nothing but a set of three sloppy fuckholes for superior cocks and cunts. That’s why I signed up for the private studio. The website was hidden deep on the dark web, invitation-only for the most depraved. “Ultimate Flesh Factory – No Limits, No Safewords, Pure Corruption.” They filmed the filthiest scenes imaginable for an exclusive audience of billionaires who jerked off to real taboo destruction. I filled out the form with shaking fingers, listing every disgusting fantasy I had: incest roleplay, breeding, bukkake, choking, slapping, piss play, anal gaping, fisting, cum inflation. I ticked every box. When they replied confirming my slot for a six-person gangbang, I nearly came o

“I want to try anal but she doesn't want to do that!” A small laughter bursts out of me. “You can barely keep up with me and now you want to add anal?” I strut over to the sex toys in the room, pick up a dildo and wave it in the air. “Fine, let's do it. But I'll be the one fucking you in the ass!” Joe scoffs. “See? This is exactly what I'm talking about! She's got these fucking weird fetishes that she wants to try out on me!” “Is that so wrong? You want anal right? Bend over, let's do it!”

His hands gently touched her clit and she jerked in excitement. “Wet,” he said dryly, as though mainly talking to himself. “Would she be as wet as this, I wonder?” Felicia looked back in confusion. Did he have a fetish that she was going to have to fulfill? Most men liked to call out the name of their lovers and fantasies when they were with her. Felicia usually would not mind, but this was different. This, she had offered herself willingly for. Men usually pay for their pleasure with her, and through that she could let them be a fucking rat if she wanted to.

Now he did not know how to face her. Daamn! Why am I the one who should be ashamed? I’m not the one fucking a teacher! He thought to himself in frustration. He did not mean to, but the image of her being fucked was so much that Takahashi Sato got a hard-on again. Inside the toilet, he then started jerking off. He could not help it. He had watched a lot of porn, but it was probably the most erotic thing that he has seen in his life. Takahashi Sato fantasized about what happened. He fantasized how Misao Aika would look with cum all over her face while still wearing her glasses. That thought immediately brought him to his orgasm.

I didn’t want to seem like I was judging him, I wasn’t but these two broke up and got back together more than anyone else I knew. ‘Why?’ ‘She wants to go back to work pretty soon after the baby is born. Apparently, there is a fetish for women who have recently given birth’. ‘WHAT?!’ I felt my mouth physically drop in both disgust, horror and shock. ‘Yep. No fucking involved, but they like the whole breast milk and shit... Fuckign weird’. By ‘’shit’’ I assumed he meant ‘’stuff’’ but with Sarah’s line of work, shit could literally mean, well, shit...

He’s tapping his finger on his leg rapidly, “shit.. I remember now. Before he was inaugurated as King, when he was in college my brother used to sneak women to him privately. Of course, being royalty it was very hush hush but I remember they never came back… let’s just say in one piece” “Excuse me, what?” Zak looks at him. “Okay, before anyone in here takes aim at Ian. Remember, he wasn’t involved but his intelligence is paramount… Ian, please go on”. Zak breathes and sighs, nodding to Ian. “Sorry man”. Ian nods back, “Umm… that guy had some freaky fetish if I remember correctly. He used to… oh shit, I’m gonna…”. Without finishing, he pukes in the waste bin. “I’m gonna just describe it while

The screen showed a woman in a sterile hospital room, sweat-slicked and straining, her legs splayed wide on the stirrups as the baby's head crowned. I remember freezing, my dick twitching in my jeans for no goddamn reason. It wasn't the baby; it was her... the raw, animal power ripping through her body, the way her pussy stretched impossibly around that emerging life, lips swollen and slick with fluids. I jerked off that night for the first time to the memory, cum spilling over my fist as I imagined being there, close enough to touch. Years later, the fetish had burrowed deep, like a parasite feeding on my soul. By day, I coded algorithms for a faceless corp, smiling at meetings, flirting ha

After some weeks, he sent a private message. My stomach flipped. I heard horror stories pf guys asking for weird, dangerous stuff. But I was desperate, so I wrote back, He explained what he wanted calmly. He had a fetish for… his own cum. Not in a gross way, he said. He just like the idea of a woman using it, playing with it, and appreciated it. He wanted to send me samples, fresh ones, tested and safe. So I can film myself using them. He said he would pay alot. Like huge funds.

“You’re it. F*ck me as a friend. Get me pregnant.” Green burst out laughing. He couldn’t believe Purple’s request, but after laughing, he looked at her seriously. “I will.”

Our body fluids mixed into a scent that was to become my new olfactory fetish. “Call me Master,” he said softly, his ears resting on my lips. “Master,” I moaned, making enough hot air to make his body shiver. “Fuck yes,” he said, thrusts getting faster, eyes closed. “You own this pussy, Master,” I moaned louder into his ears, my hips meeting his thrusts. “Oh,” he sang in a way that softened me up, sending a vibration over my core.