Fart Fetish Novels & Stories

“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.

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.

(Ruin me, I’m yours. He laughs, the sound lies dark, he likes me this way. I created this fetish when I pretended not to be attracted to him and now he wants me saying it Everytime he fucks me. He does exactly as I ask, his fingers fuck into me hard and fast, grazing every sensitive spot inside me while he watches and drinks my every reaction.

Zach pulled one of the girls to sit on his lap and ordered her to rock him. Collins smirked in satisfaction as he shoved the girl away. It had been a long time since he partook in fetish like this one. It gave him orgasms that some sexual penetration couldn't. He had been forced to avoid stuff like this for his father's company. But heck this was exactly the fun he craved.

The mirror captured every filthy detail: his tattooed muscles flexing, sweat dripping down his abs, my face contorted in ecstasy as his heavy balls slapped against my ass with wet, obscene sounds. He hooked my legs over his elbows, folding me nearly in half so he could drive even deeper, grinding against my clit with every brutal plunge. “Look at us,” he ordered, “Watch your foster brother’s fat cock disappear into this greedy cunt. This is what I dreamed about every lonely night locked away. I dreamt about ruining the one girl I was never supposed to touch.” The angle hit that perfect spot relentlessly. My inner muscles fluttered wildly around his pistoning shaft as he reached between us, h

For a couple of hours, Anna had modeled her favorite fetish wear while I was tied to the bed enduring the FIST edging me to the absolute brink of oblivion. There was a little button on the side of the FIST, labelled "Blast off". If only I could reach that magic button. Pure torture.

Even though he doesn't care, it won't be enjoyable to him… ‘Except he loves fucking dead girls!’ My brain screams it in my head. Somehow, it fills my head with terror. Thick bumps creep along my bare skin, crippling my thoughts. Fucking dead bodies is one dark kink, and just realizing how lost Mr. Russo is, he might be into that fetish too. ‘But he won't fuck me in my unconsciousness, right?’ I try to make sense of it. ‘It’s rape…’ ‘No darling, you already sold your soul to him for a night when you were devilish enough to poison another—’

He posts his photos on foreign pornographic websites. This man has reached such a level that he could bend a double-ended dildo in half and insert both ends stretching his hole into an elliptical shape, or, more often, ride two cocks inserted simultaneously without any fuss — his butt did not feel overstretched, and his top partners, rubbing their dicks in the same anus, experienced extraordinary, mind-blowing orgasms. Men with such abilities are extremely hard to find in our country. Therefore he is highly valued and well-known in the community and all of kinky Lithuania used to fuck him with their fists, objects and penises.

Readers should be aware of explicit sexual content, intense BDSM themes with a focus on power imbalance, graphic depictions of physical and psychological domination, extreme kink practices including bondage, cock torture, edging, sounding, electro-stimulation, fisting, watersports, double penetration, nipple clamping, ball busting, and deep throat training, strong verbal degradation and humiliation, potential triggers related to authority figures and forced submission in a fantasy context, public exposure risks, sensory overload from sweat and bodily fluids, emotional distress from forbidden dynamics, and the presence of prolonged overstimulation and post-orgasm continuation, all of which ma