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.

Enemas For 2

Our meeting began with the discussion of profits, loss and gains. I showed the business plan explaining the detailed layout of our operations. Two hours passed and our discussion of business slowly diminished. She began asking simple questions about my personal life. I answered as honestly as any guy of my stature would do, which led to a personal, and sexual conversation.
Sally slowly leaned over our table, crossing her arms and asked in a seductively soft voice, “I’ll tell you my sexual desires and fetishes if you tell me yours”.
The sensual tone of her voice and honest words caught me off guard; I blushed to collect my thoughts.
“Well”? She replied. “I know you want me; I sensed it the moment our eyes met”. What could I say; it was as if she knew me before today.

Our conversation took a fast turn for the erotic when she began to unveil her confessions I only imagined or saw in the movies. She expressed how she loved the feeling of another woman’s lips gently kissing her. How deeply passionate a woman’s lovemaking paled in comparison to that of a man.
“Don’t get me wrong”, she said, “I love the feel of a man’s body almost as much, it’s just they don’t have the deep sensitive compassion to satisfy my sexual desires in the same manner as another woman”.
I cringed, listening closely as my uncontrolled erection grew to full length. “Now, it’s your turn to arouse me, what is it that drives you to ecstasy”? I could not avoid nor deny my true pleasure.
I gathered my thoughts and answered with hesitation, “You really want to know?” She replied aggressively, “Just tell me damn it”.

ene12“Ok” I answered with shy doubt. “I enjoy the sensual erotic participation of taking enemas and having a woman or two share the experience with me”.
Sally”s face glowed bright as the morning sun with a smile from ear to ear. “I have the same sexual fetish”, she confessed in excitement, “Though I enjoy it with a partner before indulging myself with a third party”.
With excitement and aroused enthusiasm she softly asked, showing no hint of hesitation, “are you free until tomorrow, because my cleansing urge has been aroused for days, yet I’ve been holding off with hope I may find a partner”.
My body grew excitedly numb as if a drug invaded every sexually aroused nerve inside me. I replied, “Yes I am free for today”. We gathered our belongings and scurried excitedly to our car.
After arriving at my home we lit the fireplace, opened a bottle of wine to relax, enhancing our sexual in-habitations. We finished our drinks and strolled to the bedroom.
I gently unzipped her silk dress as it slipped off her soft shaven body exposing her black velvet bra and tantalizing thong.

She removed her soft velvet covering as I caressingly placed my arms around her hour glass waist, feeling the warmth of her silky milky white skin and perfectly forum breasts press gently to my body. Sally asked in her sensual seductive voice, “Will you lube n tube me first?” I looked into her eyes and replied, “My pleasure is yours.”  I placed my hand upon her thigh and expelled air from the tube, gently inserting the well lubed silver bullet nozzle slowly up her rectum massaging it in circular motion, intensifying her anal pleasure. I thought she would orgasm at any moment. “Deeper”, Sally moaned with exquisite pleasure. “Push it deep inside me till it connects with my colon”. “How will I know when it’s there”, she looked over her shoulder and replied with a blissful pleasured smile, “You will know, trust me”.

ene14I continued inserting the nozzle deep inside her rectum, while massaging her clitoris and caressing the outside of her beautifully stretched anus.
Suddenly, Sally let out a squeal so intense I felt her body shake. “OOOOHHHH, it’s there, OOOOHHHHH what a sensation of erotic pleasure it gives me, let the water flow begin”, Sally moaned. I wanted to satisfy her every desire, opening the enema clip, letting the warm water gently wash her colon and rectum.
Sally screamed with excitement as pleasure converged deep inside her. “Oh my heavens, the feel of flowing water electrifies every nerve in my anus, it’s like a continuous running of cum from your hard shaft”.

Her erotic smile expressed a look of orgasm enjoyment. As her bag ran empty, Sally moved herself in a fetal position using her pelvic muscle to retain the water which flowed within her lower intestines. I realized she was well experienced with enema sex when she rose to a kneeling position, with a look of blissful pleasure, “Now, it’s my turn to insert your lubed tube!” I swallowed with an aroused lump in my throat. Sally lubed up the silver bullet, slowly inserting it up my erogenous hole. Sensual pleasure ravaged through my body as the smooth texture curves massaged my warming anus.
Sally caressed the outer rim of me with her warm lubed fingers. As she pushed it up slow and deeper, whispering with watered pleasure, “Tell me when it has reached your deep spot”. I enjoyed her soft hands as she stroked my gentiles licking them with her warm salivating mouth and elongated tongue.

In the moment of silent pleasure Sally fully released the clamp of my enema tube letting the warm water flow against my colon arousing my anal senses while enjoying the wet pleasures she helped give.  I realized now why it’s called the Silver Bullet. As the warm water continued bathing my inside I began cramping with pleasurable pain, forcing me to a fetal position. I held my two quarts of pleasure as Sally repeated softly, “Hold it in, hold it in, and let it flow within your pleasure zone. Let the water gently push into you”. After the flowing stopped we continued to hold our water as it flowed through us cleansing our intestines with erotic pleasure. We held our water till its unbearable pressure could no longer be contained, forcing us to hurry frantically to the toilets as our water erupted with pleasures of squirting ecstasy followed by screams of intense gratification. This water eruption lasted a satisfying amount of time after which we cleansed ourselves with pleasured enjoyment indulging and experimenting with the use of numerous sexual toys. As the night moved on we pleasured our bodies with enema cleansing and ravenous hot showers. Sally squirted while I came.

As morning awoke Sally dressed her voluptuous clean body, embraced me gently, finalizing her goodbye with a deep passionate French kiss.
She looked into me with her erotic bedroom eyes and softly whispered, “Next time we’ll be three”.

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part 1 First bf fantasy


I’m still dating one of my first boyfriends and it takes place when I was still in school. Ted and I had made it to third base a couple of times. I loved when he would touch my pussy through my panties. MMmmm. When I would finally say enough my panties were soaked! (kind of like they are now)

After he would leave I’d go up to my bedroom strip down, lay back on my bed and imagine what it would feel like if we went further. I had got up enough nerve to reach in his jeans and feel his throbbing cock. I figured it was about as thick around as three of my fingers. Slowly I pushed three fingers up into myself. It felt so good just to push them in.   I started rubbing my clit like I usually do. I tried pushing my fingers in deeper but something made me want for it to reach someplace that my own fingers couldn’t.


I looked around the room and saw a bottle that seemed close enough to the shape of his cock so I thought I would give it a try. I ran to the bathroom to wash it off. As I lathered it up with soap I let my hand wrap around it like I had Ted’s cock, stroked it up and down a couple of times to be sure it felt the same. When I was sure that it would feel the same and that it was clean enough I hurried back to my room, giddy with anticipation. I lay back on the bed, let my hands caress their way down to my budding mound. I’d noticed over the last couple of months that my mound had gotten more puffy. I slid my fingers under the edges of my panties and pushed them down past my knees. I then reached down to my lips and spread them apart the way I liked it when Ted did it to me. I closed my eyes and imagined that it was him spreading them apart. I took the bottle and rubbed it against my clit. It was colder than my hand and the change in temperature surprised me at first. I pushed the bottle further down, right to my hole. I was nervous, I was afraid it might hurt or I may not like it. I pushed it to slightly enter me. It felt better than my fingers. I pushed it further and further in. Now it was past where my fingers could reach but still I felt like I wanted it deeper. I pushed it further and further in. Finally I had the whole bottle in me and it felt so good. I let my fingers find my clit and I rubbed it harder then I ever had before all the while pushing the bottle in as deep as it would go.


Whenever I got to this feeling with Ted I always made him stop. As I forced that bottle deep in my hole and rubbed my clit my pussy got wetter and wetter. It felt so damn good! I couldn’t stop! Harder and harder I pushed it in me, harder and harder I rubbed my clit. Till finally my body felt like it exploded through my pussy. Every fiber of my body felt it. It was incredible. My body relaxed back against my pillows and I reached for the phone. I quickly dialed Ted’s number. I wanted to tell him what had just happened but as he answered the phone I chickened out. What if he thought badly of me? I know some people are taught never to masturbate or at least that is what Daddy told me. Thinking back to that conversation with Daddy had reminded me of when he had caught me touching myself. Afraid Ted might be of the type to think it’s not nice, I decided just to tell him that I was thinking of him and to have sweet dreams. When I hung up I went back to thinking about that conversation and decided to go tell Daddy what I had done.

As I ran down the stairs I could hear Daddy chuckling about something on tv in the living room He looked up and saw me standing at the end of the couch. I had on my t-shirt and panties and what must have looked like a surprised look on my face because the first thing out of his mouth was “Honey what’s wrong” and patted the spot next to him on the couch. “Come here and tell me all about it…”