Category Archives: Fetishes

Sandy Hurts and Loves It — Julius

Sandy had always had her little kinks. Doesn’t everyone? Her favourite one was innocent enough; it hurt no one and afforded her a certain enjoyment. Well, to be honest, a wickedly intense, deliciously satisfying enjoyment. Sandy was Sandy after all. She saved it for Saturdays. Saturdays because she didn’t have to go to work. Saturdays [...]
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The Helmet — P.R. Porter

Before I begin this little story, I have to ask for your understanding and please do not laugh my honesty. Yes, honesty can be embarrassing and liberating all at the same time. I will tell you a few things that most guys probably would never admit, even when pressed and that is because there are [...]
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Connoisseur — C. E. Bush

When Tim was eight years old, his father took him fishing for the first time. They spent a quiet morning sitting in the woods, and even though they didn’t end up catching anything large enough to keep, they both had a great time. “Find something to go after, Timmy,” said his father as they walked [...]
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Prude’s Failsafe Advice for Eating Ass — Giselle Renarde

For a lot of years, I wouldn’t let anyone near my ass.  Gloria changed me. Gloria was more adventurous in bed than anyone I’d ever been with, and her encouragement boosted my confidence.  When she looked at me naked, I never felt ashamed.  When she trailed those experienced fingers of hers down my ass crack, [...]
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The Cigar — Penny Mykels

“It’s two years, baby,” Celia chided as she exhaled. Blue smoke crept by Will’s nose and he wrinkled it in disgust.  “What’s the matter, darling? I thought you loved my Cohibas.”  She circled his chair, drawing scrolls in the air with the extremely expensive and very illegal Cuban cigar. “Here pumpkin, have a taste,” she [...]
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In Search of a Good Doctor — Cecile Lovell

Andrew watched as she closed the door behind her and turned to him. He was lying on his bed, just watching the gentle sway of her hips as she walked towards him, all bronze skin, chocolate eyes and honey wheat hair. He wished she’d wear her hair down; he’d love to be able to run [...]
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Breath of Life — P.J. Rosier

He’d sent her a Valentine’s Day card and was pleased to see it proudly displayed on the mantelpiece. He hadn’t signed it; there was no need. He was the only love of her life. She sat waiting for him, pert and alert. Eyes sparkling, skin glowing, her mouth a little moue of surprise as he [...]
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