DIRTY LITTLE SECRET FETISHES WE ALL HAVE

DIRTY LITTLE SECRET FETISHES WE ALL HAVE

DIRTY LITTLE SECRET FETISHES WE ALL HAVE
DIRTY LITTLE SECRET FETISHES WE ALL HAVE

DIRTY LITTLE SECRET FETISHES WE ALL HAVE. Most of us have them in the bedroom. You may think you’re the dirty one, but check these types of fetishes and you’ll see how common fetishes really are.

There are many types of fetishes in the world, and every single day, there are new ones being created in our own heads, or in reality.

And thankfully, dirty little secrets like fetishes are more commonly accepted than ever before. Look at the list below and see if you have any of these or maybe you may have thought about.

Common types of fetishes:

Agoraphilia: Getting’ it on out in public is hot, hot, hot!

Alphmegamia: Bring on the older, seasoned men.

Altocalciphilia: High heels make this person orgasm.

Hirsutophilia: Aroused by armpit hair.

Pubephilia: Don’t ever shave for your partner if they’re in this league, because pubic hair is where it’s at.

Exhibitionism: This is someone who enjoys surprising others by exposing their naughty bits.

Latronudia: Doctor, doctor! This person loves exposing him or herself to a physician. The health insurance bills must be staggering…

Lactaphilia: Mammaries full of milk don’t make just babies happy…

Martymachlia: Aroused by having others watch during lovemaking. Get these folks hooked up with a voyeur, pronto.

Nasophilia: This person gets mentally erect about their partner.

We all have our own ‘dirty little secrets in bed’!

You may have heard or familiar with some of these Fetishes: BBC which is Big Black Cock, Barely Legal, Phonesex, Cuckold, Black Bull, She-male, Age Play, Rape, Milf, Foot Fetish, Humiliation and maybe spanking.

So the next time someone drools over your feet, or obsesses over your undergarments, remember they are as normal as any other human being.

my sister & her friends

This happened to me many years ago when I was about 12 years old and was home alone one hot summer day. I had taken all of my clothes off and was laying on the bed looking at nude pictures of women and stroking my cock and did not hear my door open, all of a sudden I heard my older sister Rose and her girl friend Sandy laughing at me and calling me a little jerk off and Sandy saying she never saw such a small dick on a man, you see my cock is only 4 inches long when it is hard and about 1 inch in diameter, I had never been caught jerking off before and no one had ever seen the size of my cock, I was so ashamed that I had been caught that my cock went limp at which point Sandy started to laugh harder and ask if I was a girl, I said no and asked her why she would think that and she said it looks like you have no dick it looks like you have a pussy down there. I started to grab a sheet and cover myself when Rose said don’t bother you have nothing to cover and that I would have been in big trouble if mom or dad had caught me jerking off, Sandy said something to her and they started to laugh and Rose said that was a great idea, she said she would be right back and told Sandy to make sure I stayed on the bed just as I was, after she left Sandy was looking at the dirty magazine I had and asked me if I had ever seen a real pair of tits, I said no only in pictures and she asked me if I would like to see hers, of course I said yes and she laughed and said she would never show her tits or anything else to a little boy with such a small cock.

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My cock had begun to swell and I started to touch myself and try and make it harder when Rose came back into the room with a dog collar and a leash in her hand when she saw me playing with myself she said I was a little pervert and told me to turn over and the next thing

I felt was the sting of the leash hitting my ass not once but four times at which time Rose told me that is what will happen every time I touch myself. She then told me to sit up and she proceeded to put the collar around my neck and hook the leash to it she pulled on the leash and told me to stand up when I hesitated she jerked the leash hard and told me to get up which I did, both Rose and Sandy were standing there laughing and saying what a small cock that was when Sandy said something to Rose and she laughed and said she would be right back, she left the room and I could hear her talking to someone on the phone while Sandy kept watch over me to make sure I would not touch myself or become hard, Rose came back into the room and said it was done at which they both laughed. en minutes later I heard the doorbell ring and Rose went to answer it, while she was gone Sandy said it was show time and started to laugh I asked her what she meant and she said you will see, Rose called out to Sandy to bring me out!

Out of the bedroom and she pulled on the leash and I said I did not want to go and wanted to know who was there with Rose she pulled real hard on the leash and hit me with the end of the leash five or six time on the ass and once on my balls which really hurt, she led me out of my bedroom toward my sisters bedroom, and there to my total humiliation were Rose and Sandy’s other two girlfriends Patty and Joan, Patty had a Polaroid camera and took a picture of me standing there with a dumb look on my face and a very small cock showing they all started laughing and saying they had never seen a cock that small before. the next thing I saw was Rose taking out a pair of purple panties from the drawer and a black bra and a pair of nylon stockings and telling me to put them one so I would feel more like a girl than a boy because no man would have a cock that small as I was putting on the panties my cock started to get hard and Patty and Joan said he really is very small at which Sandy said Rose told you he was and then Patty took another picture of me with the bra and panties on. I then put the nylons on, Rose threw a skirt and blouse at me and told me to put it on with a pair of red short heel shoes, then Joan told me to sit on the bed and proceeded to put a very bright shade of red lipstick on my lips black eyeliner and rouge on me after which they took more picture of me and saying I really looked like a little bitch slut. They told me if I ever did anything the four of them they would show the pictures to everyone including my friends. Need less to say I was so humiliated I would do anything they said.

This went on for three years when ever the four of them felt like humiliating me they would flash their tits and pussy at me and make me jerk off in the panties when I tried to wipe the cum off my hands they would yell at me and tell me to lick it off, one of the very last times the humiliated me Sandy had gone to the bathroom to pee and she yelled out to bring the little slut to the bathroom to clean up I thought she went on the seat or something but when they walked me thru the door Sandy was sitting on the vanity with her legs spread and told me to lick her pussy clean and not to play with myself while I was cleaning her up, the second I licked the pee from her pussy I came in my panties and Rose hit me with the leash and they all said I was nothing but a little pervert with a tiny cock.

Call now and be humiliated!

5th day of X-mas

On the fifth Day of X-mas My Phone sex Lover gave to me….

Five Cock Rings….

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Four French Maids….

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Three Cream pies…….

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Two Bald Pussies….

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And a Blow Job that blew me away!

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  Celebrating the 12 days of X-mas with 5 FREE minutes with any 10 minute call.*

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I will admit I am a bit of a voyeur at heart. I have started out my window late at night in hopes someone has left their blinds open and I can catch them doing something nasty. I have caught a few guys masturbating which only makes me start to touch myself as well.
So when a guy asks if I will watch their cam while they are masturbating or doing something extra naughty it only makes me think I am being a voyeur and looking in on them. Ok I have their permission but we just pretend I don’t.

Like last night this guy was telling me all about the sexy panties he was wearing well course I said well why don’t you show me. So he sent me that little video request super fast. There he was in all his sheer pink thong prettiness. Rubbing his small dick in those pretty panties. I couldn’t help but laugh. He was modeling them for me and everything. Getting up and showing me just how good his panty boy ass looked in a pink thong.

I wish I could say it was super exciting to see his panty clitty come out for me to see but it was super small so I could only giggle at it. But I did have a great time talking to him and watching him on cam.

So for those of you out there that are looking for a phone girl to watch you be naughty and kinky I am definitely the girl.

Call Me!

tiny pecker

It’s time for your punishment, you pathetic little whore… But, first, get down on your knees and lick my feet…  Very nice….

Come to me….remove your jeans, your shirt…   Are you completely bare for me?  You know what is expected of you, lie down on your back….get into the position….show me your little penis…  Oh my, what to do with this..

Take it in your hand and stroke it….  Are you ready for your spanking, my little slut boy…hummmmmm…?

As I shove the bar into your mouth, your teeth grab onto it…I do not want to hear you moaning just yet…

I spank you lightly with my crop….you struggle…a small groan escapes your lips…and so I spank you harder…  Stepping on your penis, your bal-lsac….your pelvis thrusting up to your mistress….you try to get it hard….

I see a small drip of precum on the tip of the head….Scoop it up with your finger….taste it….  Now, as I rub my heels deeper…you try so hard to shoot your tiny load….  You have my permission….stroke it….shoot it whore….now….   Little drips…so pathetic, I laugh at you as you struggle to orgasm…  But….I am very pleased!

You have a belly ache…cramps baby…?
We will take care of that in a little while…for now, you may run the bath..
I will get everything ready, make sure there is warm soapy water for your enema treat, whore…

to be continued~

a day at the beach

Mistress watched from the window of the beach house as the van pulled up. Four men unloaded the equipment and headed down toward the beach, each one excited with anticipation. These were to be her playmates on this glorious day. She checked the tide clock. Right on time, as ordered. She waited almost an hour, then looked out again and saw the youngest man standing on the dune, again as ordered, facing the Sun motionless.

Dressed in a bikini bottom and a light sun robe, Mistress started out toward the beach to see if all was prepared to her liking. She passed the young man on the dune, who dared not peek at her lovely breasts hanging out through the front of her robe. On her private beach, the oriental rug was placed neatly under the canopy. No sand was on it, as ordered, and the shade only covered her rug. The pillows were fluffed. The cooler was set out. The two doorbells placed next to her pillow, wires running into the ground; all as ordered again.

To the right and left of where she would sit, two faces came just inches out of the sand facing the blazing Sun, mouths open at all times, as ordered. Near the water’s edge, where the low tide had started it’s hypnotic rhythm, Mistress needed to check the last head. Her little pig boy was also buried, with his head sticking up from the neck. Unlike the other two, he would need to be able to move around. All three males were cuffed and bound under the sand, then wrapped with masking tape. Escape was impossible. The Mistress approved of the set-up. This day would be a pleasant one, if the wimps did not break down. She poured a margarita from the pitcher into an extra salty rimmed glass and walked down to where the third head was protruding from the shore line.

“Are you thirsty piglet?” She said this smiling, and did not expect a negative answer.

“Yes Mistress”

She gave him some sips, and the flakes of salt left a radom resudue on his lips. Then she went back to the rug, serving the mixture to the other two wimps. They would be thirsty soon. Facing the sun, she could watch them suffer as she read her novel. She mixed a second margarita for herself, savoring it slowly as she read. After a few minutes she lit a large cigar. She didn’t necessarily like them, but the ashes would cake on her entertainment’s tongues after the margarita began to do its job. She sighed and smiled, her beautiful breasts catching the sea breeze and erecting her soft pink nipples. This would be a wonderful day.

Within an hour, the faces at either side were red with sunburn. The mouths, still open at all times, were cracked and caked with the cigar ash. She took the stub of the cigar, and ran it down between the blonde’s eyes on the face to her right. Burning the flesh just a bit on the nose, she brought it down to the sand, about where his navel might be. A pause, then she stuck it into the sand. Yes, she could see the pain in his eyes, and the struggle too as he tried not to show it. The sand would soon snuff it out before too much damage was done.

The Mistress mixed another margarita, and sipped as she read. She put the book down to rest her eyes. Time to test the doorbells. The wires ran into the sand from each bell button. Under the sand, each side had a large dry cell battery that was connected to wires ending in long, metal rods. Each rod had been lubricated, so as to conduct the current better. One was taped into each man’s anal opening. The other was shoved, like a catheter, into his pee hole. By the time she thought about the buttons, the rods incerted in the piss holes were already causing excruciating discomfort. She looked at the redhead to her left, into his burned face, and dry, cracked ashtray mouth. She pushed the button down for 10 seconds. He groaned, then quickly coughed as the ashes swirled in his mouth. She smiled, delighted with her toys. The blonde was next, he almost screamed out and would have if the margarita had not left him so dry. Back and forth she alternated the shocks, watching the eyes of each as she giggled. Finally she became bored, and dropped a long string of spit into each man’s mouth as a reward. They dared not swallow it in her presence.

She checked her watch. She was a little late and timing was important. Mistress arose and sauntered down toward her piglet. When she reached him, she took out a blindfold and covered his eyes, not out of mercy but to deny him the view of her beauty. She slipped off her bikini bottom, and crouched near the pig’s gaping mouth. Out came a stream of urine from the Margaritas she had drank. The Mistress pissed all over his face but mostly into his mouth, savoring the beautiful seascape as she used her portable toilet. He swallowed as best he could, almost gasping at times. As she squatted there, she watched the waves as high tide approached. She raised herself up, as one strong wave crashed on the sand several yards in front of her toilet, and it’s remains tickled piglet’s neck before retreating. The Mistress smiled, as piglet choked on the last of her nectar. She started back to the house. The man on the dune was ordered not to move until she closed her door. Then he would race to free piglet from a tidal drowning. She stopped, however, forgetting the time. She stared into the man’s face, then viciously scratched down his hideously burned chest. He winced, but nothing more.

“Very good. No reaction.” She said.

Then the Mistress reached down between his legs, and caressed his cock while allowing her nipples to lightly touch his scratched chest. His cock sprung to life quickly. A reaction! Disobedience. She raised a knee quickly into his groin and left him in a groaning pile. She hoped he could recover in time to race to the beach and save her little piglet from drowning. He was such a good toilet for her. But, he could not check piglet until she went into the house. She thought she heard a panicked scream from the beach. She stopped, and smell the flowers in her window box, glanced up at the brilliant sky, twirled around with her arms outstretched in love with nature. She did not hear another cry. She went inside, closing the door very, very slowly. The man got up and raced, stumbling in pain, to the beach.

fucked by Mistress & her friends

When my slave arrived, I ordered him to strip naked and crawl to the hallway under the staircase. Many people have cupboards there, but I don’t. The space is occupied by a sturdy wooden dining chair with square arms and a cane seat. I took the cord I had earlier placed beside the chair, tied his wrists together, and told him to stretch his bound arms up as high as he could so I could tie his wrists to the bannisters above his head. I took a broom handle from below he chair, and ordered him to stand with his feet apart and kneeling down. I tied first one, then the other ankle to the ends of the broom handle, spreading his legs apart as far as they would go. “I’m not quite satisfied yet” I whispered in his ear, delighting in the look of apprehension now on his face.

Producing a second broom handle, I pushed his knees apart and again tied the handle between them, leaving his cock and balls fully exposed, and slave richard helpless. He told me he was uncomfortable and wanted to bring his knees together a bit. I laughed at him… “Do you think I really care about your comfort? In fact, I don’t want to hear the sound of your whining at all”. I again reached under the chair for two scarves. The first I pushed into his mouth, filling it completely, and the second I tied round his jaw as a gag, keeping the first scarf firmly in place. “Now I have you where I want you, and there’s absolutely nothing you can do about it and no way you can call out”.

It was true. he was helpless and vulnerable. I had one more touch to add to his bindings – I produced a final scarf and tied it around his eyes – My power over him was complete. I did not speak to him again, but picked up the telephone. “He’s ready now”, I said, and five minutes later, an eternity to slave richard, there was a knock on the front door. Even with his gag and blindfold I could see that he was horrified, stretched naked and helpless in the hallway. He could only hear my voice and, to his humiliation, three others, all Female. “He’s not much to look at, but here he is and you can do anything you like with him. We have all night”.

slave richard looked terrified but his cock was erect as he sensed the women surrounding him, looking at him as they would a small insect they were about to squash under their heel. Their silence made the moment even more tense. He felt hot breath on one of his nipples – Mistress 2 blew on his chest. There was breath on his cock, his stomach, his neck, frustrating as there was no relief from the teasing. We ran our hands over him, caressing, teasing, exciting but never satisfying. His cock strained and bobbed as his excitement built, but his fun was soon to end.

Simultaneously our hands stopped their work and Mistresses 4 grabbed his balls hard, while I pulled apart the cheeks of his ass and pushed a vibrator in roughly, violating him to the depths of his body. Knowing better than to cry out, slave richard made pathetic mewling noises beneath his gag. “Time to fuck, I think”. The others agreed, I withdrew the vibrator and Mistress 3 pulled his ass cheeks open again. slave richard could feel something bigger pushing against him. “This is a strap-on cock” said Mistress 2. “It is bigger than your tiny tool, is harder, and will never go soft. Do you like fucking?” Of course slave richard could not answer. He could not even clench the sides of his arse together to stop the penetration. Two of the Mistresses held his shoulders Mistress 2 pushed the plastic cock deep into his body and started moving backwards and forwards, faster and faster, but his humiliation was not yet complete.

I struck him across his nipples, causing him to tense and moan. Again and again he heard the swish as the cane struck his thighs, stomach, cock, balls. His ordeal was lengthy. As one Goddess tired of fucking him, so the strap-on was passed around, and so was the cane. slave richard hung from his bonds, helpless, violated, in pain and at the mercy of four Women. Finally we stopped his torment and removed his gag and blindfold. “Beg for mercy” I commanded.

“I beg Mistress, I beg…” he sobbed.

“Do you acknowledge the error of your past life and swear to treat women with supreme respect for the remainder of your miserable life?”. He swore as I demanded, broken and wiser. Freeing his hands, I ordered him to masturbate in front of the Mistresses, while they mocked his inferior endowment. Falling to the ground, he kissed My feet and the feet of the other Goddesses, thanking us for his punishment.