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The Mr. Stinky Menace

by lindiana on Sep 16, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

Oh, the sun! It seems I have not seen it forever. Now, you have opened the drawer and the morning sun spills over me and the socks. I pause for a moment to pray to the vibrator Gods that you have opened to door to retrieve me and not a pair of socks. The fates could not be so cruel. And then your hand brushes against me and I shiver in my sock sleeping bag....

Foot Teased and Stroked TOO Much

by ShowMeSoles on Sep 25, 2017
Fetish

Kevin awoke, groggy. The first thing he noticed was that he could see nothing. He could feel his head surrounded by a mask. The mask covered his mouth with a zipper, left his nose sticking out, and had openings for they eyes. He could feel the strap from a blindfold blinding his sight. The last think Kevin could remember was having that fourth glass of wine...

Decorating Her Dainties Ch. 03

by wordyone on Oct 3, 2018
Fetish

Back at work in the new year, I was missing Sophia's horny body. A sight for sore eyes amongst the chaotic views of site work. She turned up all overalls and paint rags one lunchtime at the end of the first week. I was mortified when she took her bag of used nylons away with her. I had missed her naughty little body and her cheeky ways but to have a little...

Happy Trails Pt. 03

by Outsider1505 on Sep 14, 2020
Fetish

Jessie sat there in my foyer like she'd stepped straight out of one of my fantasies. Her long, slender legs were encased in a pair of tan pantyhose that dipped into those familiar black-heeled leather boots I'd gotten to know so well back in the woods. A black miniskirt just barely hid the panties she was wearing beneath the hose, and her outfit was topped...

Beth's Shin, Socks, Feet Domination

by milfleglover on Sep 12, 2017
Mature

Beth sat in the dim glow of the bar of the hotel she stayed at on business. The smartly-dressed, pretty 60-year old blonde wore a business suit, including black slacks and low black women's dress socks. She sat at the bar, legs crossed, her pant leg riding on the top leg revealing a hint of freckled, shiny shin above her sock, and a supple, muscled calf in b...

Andrea and the Secret Admirer

by thefootprint on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

Heidi, I really appreciate you hosting an anonymous blog for survivors of abduction to be able to share their stories. I'm extremely nervous telling my story as I've never been able to tell anyone. I haven't been able to stop reliving the event since it happened. I'm hoping by sharing my experience with your readers that I may be able to find some peace wit...

Decorating Her Dainties

by wordyone on Mar 21, 2018
Fetish

A continuing story concerning my relationship with a sexy female decorator: She clambered eagerly from the front seat of the van and pointed a toe toward the pavement below. It was quite a reach for her and her ample chest heaved inside her overalls as she sprang from the vehicle and entered the site with a cheeky grin on her face and said in an eastern Eur...

Mrs. O'Malley's Golden Juices Ch. 08

by milfleglover on Sep 25, 2017
Mature

Susan O'Malley had a long day at work in her retail job, on her feet all day. The 65-year-old silky haired blonde with the sinewy, lean body was ready for a drink. And maybe some action. She walked the street near the store on the unseasonably warm fall day. It had started out cool, so she'd worn black wool trouser socks under her black slacks, which over t...

Suzy's Socks Ch. 01

by dougsdadog on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

At nineteen I still lived at home with my mum and younger sister Suzy who was eighteen. My dad had left us when Suzy was only a baby and we hadn't heard anything from him since, he had gone to places unknown with his secretary, a slut with big tits and loose knickers, well that's what mum told her friends anyhow. At nineteen I hadn't dated many girls compar...

Take Back the Night

by byronbgeo on Aug 30, 2017
Fetish

PART I With Beth's thick-soled, fishnet-covered foot just inches from his face, her heel on his bare chest and her toes wiggling, the musty stench was overpowering. It was still had to believe this was really happening to him, although, he realized, it had been weeks in the making. "Ready to smell 'em up close?" asked the woman who'd first showed him his...