Scat Fetish Novels & Stories

"But we’re deep in the woods now, Sandy. No one is watching. No one is judging. I want to know about your hunger. As for what I desire?I love to take and take until there is nothing left but gasps and famished thoughts of immense exhaustion after I am done. I like the sound of a woman finding her limit and pushing past it when I fuck." Sandy felt a sharp squeeze within her walls. Sebastian, usually a quiet in the corner, spoke up, his voice chillingly calm. "I like the observe, voyeurism involves watching sex unfold from a distance but I don’t, I like watching sweet women like you getting fucked for the first time until the good girl in you breaks, revealing you for what you are. Seeing the

"It's like I'm witnessing his past history, before I knew him, when he fucks her. I enjoy fucking her for the same reason. She used to be Master's beloved and now I'm fucking her." "Does that make us perverted?" Janet asked. "If it does, I don't mind being perverted." "Speaking of perverted," Chen said, "Scott wants me to fuck your ass too. If you could get me hard again, I'd be pleased to do so." "Of course, Master Chen."

The red room was back to its vigorous mood, and was much more alive, better than the previous one, two sweating bodies, one hands tied together, and the extension was on the headboard of the bed, his back facing the predator, banging his behind with great force. He can't scream because of the gag ball in his mouth, every time Cafelle push deep forward, his eyes will blurry from tears and can't see a thing from pleasure. He was one of the lower prostitutes in the club where HiVi and Aru worked before. Cafelle will never not touch his elites, since he had a fetishism for BDSM with wild hard leash, and the love for whipping and hitting his sub. Because he can't get excited without playing with

“F-fall in love? What are you talking about? Do you realize I haven’t seen this guy for more than a week now, I woke up one morning and he was gone, how could I possibly fall in love with a ghost, Love is the worse word to describe what I feel for that bastard!” “Then why were you having sex dreams about the guy you hate the most?” Dominica questioned. “From the way you were moaning a while ago, he must be doing you well, does he have a big dick?” She chuckled, instantly receiving a smack on the head from Scarlet. “Ouch! “ She groaned. “You guys are so hopeless!” Scarlet groaned, cursing her luck for having such friends, She had an arm full. She was an omega, of course, she had to be attract

He ground himself against her mound. Holy shit! This male knows how to get me off, Samantha mused as Scarlet paced around underneath her skin. Furthermore, she gripped Zack’s ass in her hands, grinding her wet mound against their clothes. Scarlet purred again, urging Samantha to lose her inhibition and claim Zack all for her own. Since the rejection that she made upon their mating bond, Scarlet has been restless and the only way to scratch the itch that she had since then was to take every opportunity that was present to her in the form of one Zack Adamos.

Verbal humiliation — 5 Spitting — 2 Objectifying — 3 Shaving — 1 Sexy clothing — 5 Outdoor scenes — 2 Public exposure — 2 Body part torture Nipple clamps — 3 CBT — 1 Sounding —1 Fetishes Feet — 1 Boots — 2 Underwear (panties/lingerie)— 5 Chastity devices — 2 Masks — 2 Leather — 4 Roleplaying Fear play — 4 Abandonment — 1 Kidnapping —2 Interrogation — 4 Rape — 1 Gangbang — 5 Medical scenes— 2 Prison scenes — 2 Schoolroom scenes — 5 ;) Primal play — 2 Bodily fluids and functions Water-sports (giving) —1 Water-sports (receiving) — 1 Scats (giving) — 1 Scats (receiving) —1 Cum (giving) — 5

" Fuck me, please, so I forget. I beg, unafraid of seeking solace, even if it means taking a risk. Everyone grieves in their own unique way, and this is how I am grieving. “Damn, baby girl. Hearing you fucking beg me is enough to make me bust my load.” He snickers as he holds onto me and flips me to my back, laying me on a pile of clothes on the couch that I’ve been meaning to fold. He hovers over me, his gaze deep in mine as he sweeps his hand down my body, resting it right between my thighs. He touches me, and I buck my hips as his palm rubs my pussy and his fingers caress my clit. He flings open my legs and lies down between them, maintaining a fixed gaze on me, causing my body to tremble

"I could tell the instant I met you what you yearned for, the deep longings. What else do you crave, this darkness you've been so afraid of." She searched my eyes, looking for a reason to let go. "I don't know." "You do know." I rubbed the brush down her spine, taking my time. When she closed her eyes, I didn't admonish her, but my excitement was building, the almost vicious hunger for the kind of kink the majority of women could never venture into trying. "Being tied, unable to move, my body used as my master decides." Scarlet's words were clipped, utterly fascinating. "What else?"

THEMES: Nightclub, Lesbian love, LGBTQ, Dom- Sub energy, bodily discovery, Funatari. KINKS: Belt play, Foot play, foot fuck, Tit play, Tit fuck, Dirty talk, Size tease, Eye contact control. LESSY'S POV "Use your feet." I gulp at that, "My... ffe... feet." "Yes love, use your feet just like you would use your hands on my cock." I swallow again, this... is a new thing to me; I've never met anyone with a feet fetish before.

The girl swallowed hard, something inside her longed to be touched by that man. "Stop playing coy." He unbuckled his pants and pulled down the zipper. He wasn’t one to beat around the bush, especially not when it came to women. It was obvious that the little girl wanted it; she was begging to be fucked. "This is the only chance I’ll give you. If you don’t take it, later you’ll have to beg, and I doubt you’ll convince me." Libia licked her lips. Having sex with her captor was the stupidest thing she could do, but her life was full of bad decisions, so she pulled down her cotton shorts, followed by her panties.