Scat Fetish Novels & Stories

"Just, whatever, something normal. One guy, one girl." Not wanting to betray any sense of my own preference, I clicked on the first "normal" looking one that I came to after scrolling past a few fetishy selections. It was an amateur POV video and opened with a shot of a naked woman on her bed with a mask over her eyes as she feigned sleep. The camera approached and a man's hand appeared in the frame, separating her ass cheeks to reveal her pussy and asshole. He began to caress her pussy, and the wet sound of it emanated.

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.

“You are fucking soaked, I haven’t even touched you yet.” My fantasy of getting fucked over his table is now coming to reality, I whimpered as his fingers moved my panties and touched my pussy. He raised my skirt up to my waist with no hesitation, the cold air hit my wet panties making it extremely cold on my pussy. He carried me like I weighed nothing, and set me down on his cold glass desk, he removed my panties and shove my legs apart, wide and open, like a slut. His fingers traced the juice running down my thighs back to my pussy, rubbing my pussy and looking into my eyes. My skin tingled and breath hitched.

Hi everyone 🥰🥰 Mha Nitta here, how's our weekend going? After the next two chapters I'll be releasing an erotica experience of a friend who is in a talking stage with me. He has a weird fetish for short black skirts 😂. I found it so hilarious though. Forget the fact that we're friends 😂😂 It's weird.

Not rubbing against her skin like an awkward high school love scene! But to progress along, she knew it had to be done. “And for the men...” he hissed, “suck her toes! All ten – if they’ve got them!” This caused the majority of remaining partygoers to cry out with displeasure. Toe sucking? Not everyone’s favorite fetish, yet then again not every round could be a stellar crowd-pleaser to all involved. Sienna paced back and forth, awaiting her turn with bitter envy. The asses were being grinded alright... Girls stripped naked, shedding panties and bras; cheeks pressed firmly against cocks. As much as she loved watching, it was the feeling, the sensation she wanted for herself.

My chest was trembling and a flood of sobs oozed from my mouth. I couldn't get up or so much as move. Across from me, Scott was wearing his pants back. He turned to be with a smirk as he buttoned his pants. "I've always wanted to do this, you know. I always had a fantasy to do it with a fat girl. And the fact that you're my fated mate made it even more amazing." Once he was done, he turned to me taking deep satisfying breaths. The darkness in his eyes creeped me out. I covered my upper body and turned my face around. To my increased fright, he hovered over me and made me look at him.

Damon rubbed his eyes. He wanted to believe that. It was stupid, really. If this whole thing with talking was just meant to get him to drop his guard, then it was working. Wasn’t he smarter than this? He tried to pull his anger and hate forward, to shield himself from unfortunate emotions—but he was so tired of being angry. He sighed as he turned toward her. "How many witches are in Scanthin ?” “I only know about one,And that is me Scarlett." Scar murmured, holding herself tightly.Damon advanced on her and she backed into the wall, staring up at him with wide eyes. “Why should I believe you?”

“Remember how you’d get all dressed up in barely anything under your clothes and we’d go to Coverts? We’d watch the other couples, get so turned on and fuck all night” I swallowed, my nipples tightening at the memory. I hadn’t thought about Coverts, the members-only swingers club, in years. Nathan and I were more watchers than swingers, watching everyone’s pleasure, which heightened our own. When we first began dating, we went often. Each time, we’d end up having some of the best sex of our lives.. We would role play or do some light kink. The last time we had gone to Coverts, Nathan was as fit as a horse. Or so we thought...

“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.

"Fuck me, Toby. Make me yours. I want your cock inside me. I want it so bad..." She was a lesbian with a fetish. Not, as you may have guessed, a fetish for cock, or for men, or even for not being a lesbian. Nope - Beth knew exactly who she was. She knew what she wanted, and she knew that it wasn't men. Beth liked pussy, exclusively, and (just for fun) I had decided not to mess with that. Instead, I gave her my fetish. Beth, just like me (and just like everyone else I turned, to be fair), had a pregnancy fetish.