Fetishized Novels & Stories

My pussy kept begging me to play with his cock, makes me lose my mind. I pulled his cock out of my mouth and stood up. “Ahh,” I moan lustfully as I shove his cock into my pussy. “F*ck! Ughh! So good,” he said, groaning lustfully, gripping my waist. He is so lustful. He really enjoys so much my pussy. I couldn't help but moan uncontrollably as he quickened his movements, thrusting inside me. I felt the muscles in my pussy tighten and tighten. My body suddenly shivered. “Oh, God!” I said with a moan as I came.

"But there are a few that stand out. You might even think they're weird." "Trust me." I lower my voice, let her hear the arousal. Push up against her, let her feel my hard length. "There are things I find sexy about you, that most people would commit me for. Borders on fetishes," my confession is whispered as I lean in, nipping lightly at her neck. "Do tell." I tap her hip, looking forward to hearing her sing my praises. It hasn't happened often enough in my personal life.

That is so weird, I held in the urge to giggle, but I must have looked funny because he asked, "Anything you want to say?" "No, not at all." "Say it, you have that face." he urged, "Okay, I just find it weird that I am to thank you after punishing me. Is it like some kind of fetish?" I ask, I expected him to explain but looks like he wasn't going to. "Yes, it's a kind of fetish. I see you have done your research," he observes, "Yes, I had to. I saw some pretty strange terms on the file you gave me."

When I pull a confused face, she smiles, “It definitely isn’t everyone’s cup of tea, or even shot of whiskey, but there are some who like to participate in golden showers, brown showers, that sort of thing. Anything that has to do with bodily fluids below the waist, happens in this room.” Once understanding hits, I’m a bit mortified, but then I remember what Jace taught me. Everyone has their own fetishes, and we are not to judge anyone for it. I think about my own, and even though it’s very common, a lot of people would still be disturbed by my cravings for pain, so I calm myself and then get back into my own head space.

Standing, her head barely reaching his chin, she pressed her naked frame against him and whispered, "Is it wrong that I want to stare at them?" Wrong? Never. He couldn't admit it aloud, but he'd always enjoyed watching people being intimate, a fetish he discovered in high school when he came across a girl giving a buddy of his a BJ under the bleachers during a school dance. He'd been unable to tear himself away, just like he'd stayed to watch Francine when Alejandro bounced her on his cock. Sometimes the role of audience could titillate almost as much as that of participant. Of course, only one thing could make it better. Sharing it with the woman he wanted, a naked, very horny one who press

His smile twists into a teasing one. “Well, Kitten, you see, I had a good night last night, tormenting a perfect little pussy. I have to say, I think it has a fetish for my love.” Nodding, I agree. “Oh Sir, it certainly does. You are its only sin, the only one to break me down while I love it and fix me back again.”

she asks mischievously, hiding a laugh as I grimace and lower my arm. "Forget that whip!" I say, already tired of his obsession, although it's also kind of cute. "Speak straight, if I want to see those whips of yours, then I will!" "I have a fetish. " She explains and I'm forced to get her out of bed before I jump on top of her. "I'm going to show you something and I want you to tell me what you feel, but it has to be true, here we don't judge anyone and everyone is free to live out their fetishes, but we don't accept anything illegal."

She enjoyed the playful makeout and hoped with would not get any more intense, rather, transcend directly into a playful sex: it has always been her fetish. Arnou kept the makeout and advances casual and playful as if reading thoughts she thinks them. Kisses went down to through her neck to her clothed cleavages, then to her navel. He kept his kisses fast and play intended on the clothes covering her body parts. It was a fantasy for her so it was easy enough for her to get the pleasure off the full. He slid his hands between her thighs and up the pelvic joint of her pyjamas. Pressing rhythmically, he felt the dampness that was cradled beneath the clothing. “my god, you’re wet,” he said smili

Retica was left in the care of Lynda's best friend who is a real-time cam performer. Jessy is real XXX-hardcore slut who fuck her little-TIT pussy for guys to watch and enjoy. For her, she likes to masturbate, seduce and play a blowjob on a webcam. Naughty Retica grew up with Jessy who she watched behind closed doors playing her body for fun. Retica naughtiness started after viewing Jessy’s extraordinary blow slutty package meant for a web client. She was completely naked with her left hand on a sexy round breast and the second on her pussy fucking and pulling with a wild-excitement.

I liked it. Standing again, in front of him, I felt shy and self conscious, I was standing right next to him, and he looked that good, and I probably looked like a cat dragged out of water. “First, I need to know that you understand, these kinks, these fetishes, they sometimes have to do with real life issues, like you told that woman from the station, they may be happening in real life, but they are different in the sense that, these are controlled, the entire thing is controlled.”