Martial Fetish Novels & Stories

Shame and raw, twisted excitement warred inside me, but the excitement was winning. “Tell us, Helen,” Marcus said, his voice low and rough, sending shivers straight down my spine. “Don’t hold back now. What exactly do you fantasize about when you’re in here finger-fucking yourself to step-daddy p**n?” I swallowed hard, my cheeks burning, but my pussy clenched at the question. My neglected body was already aching again, dripping from the way they were looking at me. “I… I’ve always wanted to watch men fuck each other,” I whispered, my voice shaky. “Especially… especially family. The taboo. The power. An older man taking control of a younger one, making him submit. It makes me so fucking wet.”

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.”

one of them. At noon, for a few days before the current events. Because the house of pleasure had girls who dealt with several types of fetishes, one of the executives was a group of cattle and meatpacking businesspeople who were paying for the work of Goki's girls. Among them one of the cowboys who had a specific fetish of having women on top of him in a batch of twelve at a time, jumping and riding with a cowgirl, on top of his penis, after, of course, jumping like a bull towards her. special pleasure room, where he simply embodied a bull.

He breathed heavily for a while before relaxing and then a slow smile spread on his red stained lips as shadows moved around him like obedient puppies waiting for their master’s instructions. “Interesting,” he murmured. “Well, I shouldn’t be surprised. My dear Kayla, I should have known that you are too strong to be rattled by just a minor threat. In fact, your power and strong character were the traits that caught my attention in the first place. You are making me more and more interested in you now…” He turned away from the moonlight, blending into the darkness once more. He smirked as he thought of the beautiful Kayla Xanders, the Feral Assassin, the only wolf in history to have ever mana

There was nothing he could do. This East factory expert's martial arts were strange indeed. Yang Xiao was furious. "What are you trying to do?! Why aren't you killing me? Are you messing with me?" A martial artist's biggest taboo was being treated rudely. Compared to this kind of fighting method, Yang Xiao would rather be killed by the other party with one stroke. This was the respect for a martial artist. "It's nothing. I'm just toying with you, the Dragon Lord of the Peerless Dragon Gate. Isn't it a pleasure to have you suffer a fate worse than death under my hands?" The experts of the East factory were truly perverted.

“He’s planning on getting prostitutes then?” Felix’s eyes widened and I could see the moment he understood as he shook his head. “No, Renda. These rooms are for rent for couples to enjoy themselves. It’s not like a brothel. It’s a fetish club attached to a nightclub.” Felix walked towards me and led us away from the room back to the small booth. He opened the tablet that was there and typed on it. “See?” He said, pointing to the screen. “The consent checklist is here. Breathalyzer results, wristbands, etc. The release forms, all of that. He’s setting it up as optional.”

Fade looked at the unmanly tool of Maru and her eyes were devoid of reason. All she could feel was the intense lust in her loins. Heat emanated from below and the familiar scent of arousal mixed into the open to further intensify the already erotic atmosphere. She did not resist her impulses and made use of the hard fuck stick that was proficiently roused by her smooth silky hands. Fade stood astride Maru before she slowly descended to the path depravity. The boy beneath her could only sense and a gripping sensation of a very tight passage that squeezed from time to time in a familiar dance that was as old as time itself.

But if it's awkward, we stop. 'Deal.' Jordan got up and took his laptop off the couch and placed it on the coffee table. We went into the living room and sat down on the cushions, very close to each other, even touching shoulders. He started a browser and entered a site and scrolled to a video thumbnail, two guys, one of them muscular like him, the other one lean-bodied, both naked. 'This one's basic. Begins with them kissing and proceeds to fuck. No BDSM, no rough stuff, just two men toying each other assholes. He pressed play and the screen was filled with the scene.

The sound of skin slapping filled the room, mixed with our grunts and curses. We were both sweating, muscles straining. It wasn’t gentle. It was war—each thrust a claim of dominance. After several minutes of him wrecking me, I flipped us again with a growl. Marcus’s eyes widened in surprise as I pinned him down this time, pulling out only to slam back in as the top. “My turn again,” I snarled, fucking him deep and fast. He arched beneath me, moaning loud, hands gripping my ass to pull me deeper.

I can't help but gasped at what he did as I was waiting for what he will do next. "Fuck! What are you doing, Dom?" I asked Dom with a confused tone when he suddenly rubbed his dick on my ass, it felt so fucking weird when he rubbed his dick on me, especially since I was not used to someone doing it to me. "I'm sorry sir, it's just my fetish. I love the idea of rubbing my raging hard dick in the ass of a muscular and handsome top, it feels so dominating." Dom replied and he did not even bother to stop what he was doing to me.