Pee Fetish Novels & Stories

This was getting deeper and deeper than I ever imagined sex and sexual fantasies could go! “The seventh floor is for all things fetish,” I had to interrupt him on that! “What kind of fetishes?” “Oh…like sucking toes and feet, if you like to be covered in cum to finish your night, if you like your partner to lead you around on a leash and treat you like a pet, if you want toys used on you that are not the typical things, some wolves like to urinate on their she-wolf partners to mark them as part of their territory without…marking them as their mate, transgender wolves and she-wolves like to play on that floor,” He tries to give clarification.

“You haven’t had sex for how long now? A month? Don’t let your baby-momma stop you from getting it.” “If I’m getting any, it’s not going to be a hook-up from the supermarket.” I click my tongue, “Oh, I forgot you have your own standard. Gotta be vetted by the agency first, and should have the word ‘teen’ for her age. Sorry I forgot, my bad.” “My standard is different now. I have fetish for whales and penguins.” I gasp hearing his faint mockery of my current figure and style of walking. As if that’s not enough, he adds, “But I’m too busy taking care of my kitten, sex is the last thing on my mind.”

“Do you need a break?” I shake my head, not as a response to his question, but to the internal battle about to consume me. “Good.” He assumes it is my reply and resumes his job. I take a deep breath. Eyes on him, but not for long I start battling the urge to look down. Foot fetish is my dark fantasy. One that I’d rather take to my grave than explore. Because one silly mistake and it may affect my brand. “Pose like you're selling those straps to me.” He groans, quite frustrated at my poses. “Tilt your face… just a little…”

“My name is Sapphire and I’m here from Fantasies.” The muscles in Felix’s body visibly relaxed. Fantasies was an elite at home prostitute service. Their website allowed for patrons to pick any girl with whatever body specifications, kinks, accents, accessories or outfits the men desired. Fantasies ensured that all of their girls were devoid of STDs and had contraceptives so that men who wanted to enjoy the pleasure of sex without the pressure of condoms could be free to do so.

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.

The message read: "Hey J, it's Kayla. I miss you, but I need more. I've found something that really turns me on. I want you to be a part of it." Curious and concerned, I called her immediately. She answered, her voice breathy and excited. "J, I'm so glad you called. I've been exploring my sexuality, and I've discovered this amazing fetish. It's called impregnation, and it's everything I've ever wanted." I was shocked. "What do you mean? You want to get pregnant?" "Oh, J, you have no idea. I want to be filled with cum, over and over again. I want to be used and dominated by big, strong men. And I want you to watch it all happen."

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.

she begged, the risk of neighbors hearing or Pedro calling only adding to the addictive thrill, making everything dirtier and more forbidden. Finally, Atlas couldn’t hold back: with an animal roar, he came deep in her ass, hot, thick jets of cum filling her anus, leaking out the sides and dripping down her reddened ass, mixing with the juices from her pussy. Anya came one last time, her body trembling in spasms, the vibrator still buzzing until he turned it off and slowly removed it, leaving her empty but satisfied.

Watersports that involve sexual acts like ingesting urine or bathing in urine, urinating on another person or items (such as bedwetting) and self-soiling. No, pee fetish (also referred to as urolagnia) isn't a typo. In the world of kinks and fetishes, lots of things can be twisted into an erotic sensation. Pee is one of them. Like other fringe kinks of bodily functions (such as sleeping, eating, and even something as simple as specific body parts), pee has found its way into the erotic profile of many sexually active adults.

He looks back at me , “ you sure?” “ Mmhm Mmm” “ Are you sure or are you thinking with your pussy?” What’s with all the questions for Pete’s sake? I give him no response, simply pushing him in with the balls of my feet and he settles deep in one stroke. We both moan in unison . “ Brace yourself, Sugar.” Brace myself, I do.