Fetish Ezine

It drove him nuts. Honey lied to him, cheated on him, stole his heart and broke it in two, but he couldn’t stay away from her. She was special. She had something the other girls didn’t have. He always kept coming back for more.

Like now, when he was buried to his eyebrows in her pussy, licking and sucking for all he was worth. Fickle, high-maintenance bitch, it took forever to work her up, to convince her to come for him. She treated it like a favor. And god dammit, she was right. It was.

She was beautiful, skin like the honey she was named for, thick black hair, green eyes. He could’ve had other beautiful girls, but he just wanted her. For the taste. For the taste.

She flowed so freely, dripping, sticky, her pussy, pink as petals, always wet with nectar. The taste of her, musky salt, like seawater, and so slick, made his mouth water. He pushed his fingers into her, exploring, stroking. When he found the right spot, he knew it. Her hips came up. Juices trickled out along his knuckles, dripped down his wrist. It was like splitting a peach with his hands. He licked up the drips and kept fingering, rubbing her G-spot. Scientists might have argued in circles about it, but he knew it wasn’t a myth. If he worked her up enough, she’d come hard, and he’d get a mouthful.

The first one wasn’t the best one. She pulled his hair fiercely, yanking his face away, her fingers taking the place of his mouth on her clit. She came, and the spurt leaped from her pussy, squirting him in the face, hot and tangy. He dove back in, shoving his mouth back between her thighs, tongue-kissing her slippery, welcoming cunt.

She had him fuck her, stop and go, stop and go, and she squirted twice on his cock, once in little rain shower bursts, and once a heavy, startling geyser that drenched his pubes and even wet his jeans. Christ, she was amazing. Her hands ran through the flow, rubbed up her body, massaging her own tits. The smell of her was like heat in the room.

He came inside her and she shoved him away in mock disgust, but he held her leg, kept her on her back while he fingered her again, bringing out finger full after dripping finger full, feeding it to her so she could taste him. Them. He could feel her growing tighter, her pussy was hot, swollen, flushed with lust. Ripe.

He had to have another taste. He slid down. She was saltier, more bitter, what was left of him still trickling out. He didn’t care. He had to feel it. This would be a good one. Her G-spot was swollen, he could feel it, pressed it and rocked it with two fingers crooked up inside her. She moaned, heels digging into the cheap mattress, shoving her pussy up. His tongue lashed her clit.

She gushed into his mouth again, her hips bucking. His fingers slipped out of her, he clung to her thighs for a grip as she rubbed her button on his tongue, shrieking in what sounded like an amazing orgasm. Her waters flooded his tongue, ran down his chin. He knew he’d always find himself craving just one more taste of Honey.
~ Alexandra Rose ~

“I’m very angry with you. Your punishment will last for the rest of the weekend, go to the basement right now.”

I did as I was told. Mistress Brianna walked behind me quickly. Once we were down in the basement, Mistress Brianna made me strip, it was time for my punishment.

“Come here, and bring the pussy whip with you. Now lay across the table, and be quiet, don’t let me hear a fucking sound from you.”

Mistress Brianna strapped my arms down first, and then my legs, I couldn’t move if I tried. My legs were spread apart so that my luscious pink lips were showing among other parts.

Mistress Brianna brought her arm back as far as she could, and she took the small leather whip and swung it over and over as hard as she could, down on my wet pussy. My tears were streaming like a river. My pussy became very wet, and very swollen. The burning sensation felt good for an instant.

I do believe that she was turned on, as she saw my pussy swollen and wet. She started to undo my binds.

“Stand up right now, hurry.”

When I went to stand up, my pussy felt as though it would fall to the floor. The pain was intense. Mistress Brianna walked into the bathroom. I suddenly heard the water running I had no idea of what she was doing. She then came over to me, and removed her black satin robe. Her body made me so weak.

“Do you love and cherish your Mistress?”

“Yes Mistress Brianna, very much so.”

“Good, you will do what ever it takes to please me, correct?”

“Yes Mistress Brianna.”

Mistress Brianna then made me lay on the cold marble floor. She knelt down over my face with her pussy over top of my mouth.

“Open your mouth wide and you better not spill a drop.” Mistress Brianna’s voice sound low and sensual.

Suddenly a warm stream of gold tricked from Mistress Brianna’s pussy directly into my awaiting mouth. She had done this to me several times before, but it never tasted as good as it did on this day.

Maybe her time of the month added a little more flavor.

After Mistress Brianna was finished, she laid her pelvic area slightly on my mouth and started humping my face. I got the hint right away. My tongue was her slave. She was grinding her clit onto my tongue harder and faster, until I heard her moans of ecstasy.

When she was finished, she got up and walked away from me, and placed on her black satin robe. “Get up slut, go over to the corner and get into your cage, this is where you will spend the night. If you are a good slut, I will take you out in the morning.”

The marble floor was very cold, but when I had awakened in the morning I notice that there was a blanket covering my naked body. In the months and years that followed, my relationship with Mistress Brianna got even better.

I learned what to do and what not to do, how to dress, and how not to dress. Mistress Brianna kept me under her strict and complete control.

Almost everywhere she went, I went too, I was always a foot or so behind her.

Sonia Vee

She’d worn the dusky pink satin nightie, trimmed with black. It was his favorite, set off the paleness of her skin perfectly, its shimmering fabric flattering her midnight hair and her ample curves as she dragged him down into the bed.

He loved the heat of her most, he thought. Her big body threw off heat like a furnace, like a sun. When she pulled him close she was all ample warmth and inviting curves, a whole new territory to discover. Her smooth skin was so soft, her body so yielding and feminine, lush. He could barely tell where satin ended and soft flesh began.

Her breasts arched under the satin as he spread her heavy thighs. Her stomach was a smooth, warm mound above her pussy. She was arches and curves all over. And there, at the juncture of her thighs, the radiant center of her heat, the fiery little flower, nestled between its fleshy folds. So innocent, so tiny, so pink, her pussy was welcomingly wet already, the folds parted in anticipation.

She’d converted him to loving large women. He couldn’t argue with the sheer abundance of her, every inch overstuffed, extra, somehow more than other women. When he buried his fingers in her she moaned, and he felt the shudder run through her whole body, saw it trembling and shivering through her. She was ready, didn’t need teasing or playing with. That’s what he loved about her: her eagerness, her readiness.

His cock slid in effortlessly. Her burning heat engulfed him, her soft thighs closed about him and pulled him close. Each thrust rocked her, her glorious flesh rippling beneath the satin. He leaned over her, kissing her hungry mouth, tasting her sugary lip gloss, getting a mouthful of her dusky hair. Her hands, so soft and delicate, clutched at him, even as her body arched urgently beneath him. Even inside her his cock ached, and he pushed hard to be closer, further inside her.

The nightie slipped down, one breast revealed, marvelously white. He sucked the berry of her nipple into his mouth, clutched at her, groped at her ample, eager body, hammering strokes into her as hard as he could. A smaller woman couldn’t have taken it. A smaller woman would have cried out. But she . . . her solidity, her femininity . . . she could take anything he could dish out.

He took her from behind, too, the glorious curves of her ass stretched out beneath him, the flawless plain of her back under the rucked-up nightie. He watched her ripple with each thrust, dug his hands into the creamy flesh of her hips and lost himself inside her, rocking into her furnace heat until he came, gushing, overwhelmed with pleasure even as she came, shuddering and rippling, her pussy squeezing him, articulate as a fist.

He lay atop her, blood cooling from its boil, smelling her soft scent, feeling her solidity bearing him up. Her sigh of contentment was a purr as they both lay, lazy with comfort, each basking in the warmth of the other.

~ Alexandra Rose ~

Dildo Show - Sex Toys Fill Her Pink

Libby thought it was like Goldilocks and the three bears, looking at the array of expensive silicone cocks in front of her. That one looked a little small, the other looked far too big, and the one in the middle looked just right.

Justin looked at her with a smile in his eyes, and she took a deep breath, selected the smallest, which was a pretty golden color. When your super-rich boyfriend buys you toys, you damn well let him watch you play with them, if that’s what he wants.

She lay back on the bed and rubbed it over her pussy, hitching the edge of her blue silk nightie up. She trailed it through her light patch of ginger fuzz, the same red-blonde as the spiraling hair on her head, then parted the lips and eased the head in. She was wet already, and the tip slid into her easily.

The toy wasn’t very big, so she had no trouble working it completely into herself, moaning slightly as the curve of the shaft brought the head into contact with her G-spot.

This one had a small vibrator built into it. She flicked it on, played it over her pussy before plunging it back in again. Now that felt good! But she knew what would feel better. Lib grabbed the middle-sized one, this one made of shiny blue silicone.

She sucked on it, running her tongue over the sculpted ridges and veins as though it were a real cock. Justin watched, fascinated. She drooled on it, then brought it down, pulled the little one out and held the vibrating end against her clit as she worked the blue head of the second dildo into her pussy.

This was bigger, she felt it squeezing into her, pushing the walls of her pussy further apart. She spread her thighs, arched her hips up, worked the head further in until the shaft just slid home, almost all the way, in one smooth stroke. God that felt good.

This sex toy had veins and ridges, and was slightly harder than a real cock. It really was amazing. She fucked herself with it, feeling her own stickiness cover the toy and her fingers. The whole time she kept the smaller dildo on her clit, vibrating, and she could feel her pussy squeezing each time she rolled it across her clit.

She was close, now, so close that even the blue dildo didn’t feel like enough, and she caught herself eyeing the biggest one – a jump far larger than the one from small to medium. She wasn’t sure she could take it. She wanted to try.

Panting a little, she pulled the blue one out, gave it a sly lick just to tease Justin, and cast it aside. She grabbed the biggest, a marbled purple and black thing nearly thick as her wrist, truly intimidating. She circled it with her fingers, sucked it experimentally, then brought it down to her pussy. She had to put the vibrator aside, use both hands to work it in.

She spread her folds, slipped the head against her slit and pushed, felt it stretch her, then slide in. She moaned as it slid past the tight muscle and past the bone, right up into her. God, the shaft was so thick! This one was smooth, which was a good thing, because there wasn’t room in her for a single bump or ridge. She felt almost like she’d split.

Lib tried to work it into herself, but it wasn’t easy. Justin rolled her to her belly, took hold of the dildo and thrust it into her, making her yelp, and lift her ass for more. He fucked her with it, and she snatched up the smallest, still vibrating, pushed it against her clit urgently as she bucked back at him.

Her pussy squeezed, wrenched. She came with a holler, squeezing so hard he couldn’t move the dildo at all. When she slouched forward, spent, he patted her ass affectionately.

“Enjoy your toys?”

She smiled widely. “Of course I did big bear!”

~ Alexandra Rose ~

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Pussied Plumper

Tim just sat there with the sweat popping out all over his forehead, Gloria stepped directly in front of the stunned young man, and after gently taking his head in her pudgy arms, she pulled him into the two giant pillows that were her breasts, and with a slight cooing sound induced him to suckle at one of her big hard nipples.

“Oh, baby,” she said with a sigh, “mmmm, yes, do my nipple, suck it harder, ohh myyy that’s nice.”

Tim was still in a state of complete shock at the surrealistic turn on events, because never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined that he would have been so aroused by a woman who could only be described as fat. But incredibly, here he was nursing at the biggest and fattest tits he had ever seen, and the harder he sucked, the harder he got.

For Gloria on the other hand, it was a case of just relishing the sensation of being close to a man again, her huge hair covered pussy was now literally gushing,

Tim couldn’t get enough of the big nipple, but reluctantly he released it from his lips as she pushed him down onto his back, and with eyes as big as saucers, watched in awe as she lowered her magnificent hair pie onto his gaping mouth.

He was certain that he would be smothered to death between Gloria’s fat thighs, but as luck would have it, his nose was just exposed enough to allow for easy breathing, so with total abandon, his tongue slithered up and down her wide open crack until it came to rest upon her unbelievably ripe clit, whereupon he bored in on it viciously until she was cumming like the bitch in heat that she was.

Cupping her huge chest and pulling a hot nipple to her mouth, she ground her pussy into Tim’s mouth while nipping and sucking on her oversized nub as the most incredible orgasm she had ever had waylaid into her cunt.

With all of her strength having been sapped from her body, she slumped over and landed on her back wit her legs spread wide apart, and while she was most definitely out of it, he was hard as a rock and ready to go, so as she lay there trying to recover from her gut wrenching orgasm, he was almost frantically ripping off his trousers while taking his place between her thighs.

He ran his dick head up and down the length of her gaping cunt, and after having slipped the head inside of her, he grabbed her by her ample hips, and when he was all set and ready to go, lunged forward, driving his manhood deep inside of the burning cauldron that was her pussy, inducing her to climax once again even before he had the chance to make another stroke.

She began mewling like an injured puppy as he rammed in and out of her with ruthless abandon, and as climax after climax raged through her, his own orgasm was building inside of his nut sack, and as he passed the point of no return, his blue steel hard cock spasmed hard several times before spewing out load after load of cum, deep inside of her well fucked pussy.

Tim collapsed on top of the hot pussy plumper and fell fast asleep with a fat nipple in his mouth.

Freddie

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~Fetish Mistress~

Sherry shivered when Dr. Crossley urged her to the edge of the table with latex-gloved hands. No matter how many times she did this it never seemed to get any easier or less embarrassing; the paper gown, the cold air across her privates, the heat of the lamp as he switched it on.

She bit her lips when he spread her, looking closely, ran his fingers over her folds and between them. She tried not to look down, for fear of meeting his steely eyes. He was a friendly-looking guy, Dr. Crossley, with his silver-streaked black hair and his handsome face only just becoming craggy with maturity, but his eyes were always so hard and penetrating.

“Everything looks okay,” he said, just like always, gently spread cool lubricant over her folds.

She flushed to the bone, swallowing hard, trying not to shiver. Every slight motion dragged the rough paper gown over her stiff nipples. When he pressed the metal speculum into her, she gripped the edges of the table hard, biting her lip.

“Easy,” he coaxed, widening it, stretching her, each twist of the screw spreading her open further to his gaze.

He had to re-seat it, twisting it, then turning it again, re-opening it, pushing deeper so that she felt her breath hitch under her ribs as her belly tried to climb out through her throat. Her clit felt hot and swollen. She couldn’t catch her breath.

It felt strange and wonderful and yet awful at the same time, being spread open like that. She knew she was getting wetter, she could feel her clit throbbing. It felt like he could see all the way inside her, right to her dark, embarrassing secret.

He removed the speculum, set it aside, then stood to perform the manual examination. She wanted to curl up, hide, die. It felt so good when he slid two fingers into her, slick with lube and the gloves. She couldn’t help squeezing down on him, she knew he felt it. He twisted his fingers in her, pushing deep, stroking along the inside of her pussy. When he turned his hand just so, the base of his thumb ground against her clit and she moaned involuntarily, arched.

He knew.

He didn’t say a word, but she knew he knew. His fingers stroked inside her, gently, firmly. His other hand reached up under the gown, fondled her breasts, pinched one of her nipples hard, and she mewed, her legs shuddering in the stirrups as she lifted her hips to meet his hand.

Her pussy squeezed his fingers. Her face felt flushed and hot, her chest burned with heat as the blush crept lower. He let his thumb glide over her clit and she came, yelping, biting her lip to hold back the cries. Her pussy wrung at his hand.

She fell back against the padded table, panting.

“I think you need to come see me again in a couple of weeks,” he said, his fingers still inside her. Still breathless, her eyes closed, Sherry nodded. Whatever, the doctor ordered.

~Alexandra Rose~

Masturbation Needs…

Nikki adjusted her top and slowly slid the front of her skirt up, thinking about the last time she’d received a really good fuck. She closed her eyes and imagined it.

Her long, painted fingernails latched under the elastic seam just alongside her shaved pussy as she sat back on the cold bathroom sink. All those images of past lovers filled her head and it wasn’t long before her two fingers were plunging in and out of her hotness.

Her eyes looked up at the young man as he entered the bathroom and closed the door.

“Hi and I’d just like to say…. Just fuck me, alright.”

He was stunned at first, but then a smile spread across his face while he quickly unzipped himself, his organ flopped out.

Nikki displayed her pink folds with two long fingers and played them across her clit as she watched him. Her lips formed a smile at what she saw: not the longest dick, but definitely one that would do the trick.

He stepped forward and their tongues met. Long, slow kissing with tilted heads and each of them loved the touch of a stranger again. The man’s hands stretched upwards under her top while her knuckles pressed against his full sac. She loved getting her tits well kneaded. God, it had been so long since she’d felt that.

Quickly pulling her top up above her chest, he buried his face in it and enjoyed, long, slow lickings wiping across first one nipple, and then the other. Sliding his hands down along her back, he felt her do the same and cup his buns.

She whispered, “Give it to me.”

It was only a second later until he entered her delicate folds, and she responded with a quick tilt of herself at him. Her ankles banged into the man’s ass while he quickened the pace, and their heavy breathing echoed in the cramped quarters.

Nikki rested her head back onto the mirror while he pumped her, the young mans eyes rolling back while slamming into her cervix after only a few good thrusts.

“Yes, yes, God, keep going”

Her heavy panting soon turned to squealing as he held her lower back with wide hands, and he could feel her pussy clench him with each good pump.

“Damn, Miss, so tight, so gorgeous”

She disregarded his comment as she concentrated on just feeling him, just having a man inside her after so long. And she was hoping the good feeling would last, too.

Just then, she noticed his eyes close and his movements stiffen.

“Don’t stop, don’t stop,” she begged.

But it was too late. The young man almost froze standing there, letting his body convulse as he pumped his vast amounts of cum into her. Nikki tried to keep going in hopes of cumming also, but that wasn’t happening. Clutching one firm tit, he unloaded his bag as she kept pumping his cock.

Finally, he slumped against her, almost pinning her to the sink and the mirror.

By this point, all she could think about was cumming, and this guy wasn’t going to do it on this day, it was pretty plain to see.

“Ok, big guy, hope you had fun. Time for you to go.”

She pushed him off her and he quickly zipped up his pants and sighed goodbye to her.

Yeah, whatever, she thought to herself while working manicured fingers on herself again, she rapidly built up a rhythm, noticing his sticky wetness making noises as it slid out of her and spattered the floor.

She hoped nobody else would show up for a few minutes so she could get a much needed orgasm.

Sonia Vee

Water Bondage is always exciting. The thoughts of submitting to forced orgasms while bound and sometimes gagged is exciting and a huge turn on.

Water Bondage is such a thrill to people who like to watch and partake in the pleasures. This girl is trying to overcome her fear of water in a way that is a turn on for fetish lovers.

With the aid of water, her Master aims to bring her to an orgasm which will be very intense. He directs the water onto her clit and because she is bound and in his power she submits to him and to the pleasures…

She is bound, almost hogtied and can’t move or resist his teasing. Her Master’s ultimate goal is to give her wild forced orgasms that she and you will enjoy. He uses water, a massage vibrator and dildos…

Bound once more he lets the sex machines fuck her pussy and if she is lucky she will let him fuck her ass too. The fast action of the fucking machine brings her to a wild orgasm that were only experienced in fantasies.

She has come many times and now the water bondage session is about to help her overcome her fear of water. Bound she kneels in the water waiting for him to dunk her head under. She will stay under until she needs more air.

This girl had lots of fun experiencing a wild hot porn bondage session that she only once fantasized about. She thanked her Master for her forced orgasms and helping her overcome her fear of water…

Third Date and Big Cock Sex

When Tisha’s hand had first closed on it there in the dark of the backseat, she’d felt a spike of fear pierce through the haze of desire. Her roommate had warned her, but she hadn’t really believed. The thing was huge! But Scott’s mouth on hers was so warm and gentle, and he’d been so patient with her, and their first two dates had gone so well, and she wanted to, so very, very badly.

Now here she was, sweater gone, no panties, scrunched in the backseat with her head in his lap, working her mouth down on that giant thing. The head was fat, and thankfully not as hard as the rest of it or she’d never have gotten it into her mouth in the first place. It tasted salty, good.

He smelled pleasantly boyish. She sucked as much as she could, which wasn’t more than half of it. Her hand stayed busy on the rest, barely circling it, sliding over the veiny shaft, squeezing, stroking as her mouth worked on the rest.

Her pussy was wet, all but dripping down her thighs. She kept her other hand down there, busy on her clit. She wanted him, was terrified, too, that it’d never fit. But he was gentle, and patient, and by the time he lay her back in the seat, she was ready.

The head parted her folds, nudged up into her a little ways, and she winced a little, then yelped as he pushed. It didn’t hurt, exactly, but holy god the thing was huge, stretched her wide. She felt the head slip in all the way, past the pubic bone, and the rest of the shaft, harder, followed…

Deep he pushed, and deeper, until he couldn’t go any further, and her questing hand discovered that he was still not all the way inside her. It must have frustrated him, she was sure it was maddening, but he patiently worked that enormous thing inside her as she gasped and winced, slowly getting used to him.

“More,” she murmured, pulling him down, kissing him. “Deeper.”

This was what she wanted, the hard, fast fucking, the way that it ached when he bottomed out, his hips pressing into her, his cock buried in her as far as it would go. It was incredible that it all fit, but it did. He crammed it in, arching, panting.

She kept her fingers on her clit, came hard, harder than she had with other boys, because she had so much to squeeze down on. She savored the stretching, aching, the sensation of being filled to splitting.

The ride was amazing – could have been longer, but he did it so very hard, and by the time he came inside her she felt limp and relaxed all the way through. She cradled him close, that gigantic cock still piercing her, smelled his manly scent, the scent of sex that came from both of them.

Her body tingled warmly, her pussy twitched in aftershock. No doubt about it, her roommate had been right. Nothing but nothing beats a big cock.

~Alexandra Rose~