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I'm looking for a woman who's keen to share my kinks in anyway. Also, someone who's keen to let lose her wild, extreme side and try some crazy things on me (basically no limits on what you can do to me). Also, someone who's keen to have their vagina whipped, their vagina or bum used as a hole, objects shoved inside, forced to orgasm tied up, dirty things done to them.
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Blood is my limit. So you can easily do things like, shove anything up my bum, dirty or liquid. Do anything to my penis. Be as extreme and crazy as you like to me.
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BDSM and Autism (Part 1)
I love this! Great read! I have high functioning autism! Published author, martial arts and very successful in my career. I haven't actually had sex yet but done plenty of fetish stuff because of being neurodivergent.
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It's so erotic and hot when a vagina is whipped by a leather riding crop. How it wobbles and goes red but is also enjoyed despite being painful. Rub that clit till it orgasms between decent strokes of the whip
Another short story, about a woman who has her vagina and asshole used and abused in the company bin. Entirely filthy and extreme. I hope you enjoy it! Let me know if you orgasm over it and or imagine this happening to you!
The business was a large office company handling the logistics of large Read more… freight across the country. John, the managing director was a stringent and attentive man when it came to the handling of finance and money allocation. On this such day, he notices a freight line that sound odd and unfamiliar. Running for two years, it seemed legitimate, nut still, he dug deeper to satisfy his gut feeling.
Document after document before he discovered the truth. It was a big far lie. One which had, to date, siphoned $500,000 dollars. Understandably shocked, he was now determined to find the culprit. Following lead after lead, Sarah Appledoms name appeared. Surprised that his colleague, the sexist woman in the company, was stealing huge amounts of money. The surprise lasted mere moments as his primal, sexual drive kicked into overload when he realised what he could do to her with this type of ammunition. He was personally a decent, good man. Respected woman and gave to the poor. With the sting of betrayal sparking the release of his hidden sexual perversion, he decided to give in show this woman how it feels having her most intimate parts treated like objects for simple sexual gratification.
Her eyes almost popped out of her head when she read the file he handed her.
‘This is a copy, obviously,’ he said with a intriguing tone.
‘Sign here,’ he said as he handed her a piece of paper.
This time her eyes did widen in further shock at what she read. Giving her vagina and bum hole up to him so she would be filled and used with rubbish and rotting food or be reported and head to jail for a very, very long time.
Reluctantly, she signed.
Lead straight downstairs they approached the company’s large skip bin. Hesitantly, she began to undress and hand him her clothes.
Getting into the bin was difficult. Knowing where to place her hands and bare feet then lifting herself up and over, landing with a soft thud and squelch. The smell was horrible and already her body has smears of rotting food. He gently stepped in and motioned for her to lie down. Doing so in rubbish was extremely confronting, not to mention the voices she heard here and there as random people walked past, unaware that both were in the bin.
Her breasts squelched in amongst the garbage as she laid down. He stretched out her arms and legs and attentively, tied her up with bright white rope. Just coping with the smell was taking all her strength as she felt the cool breeze against hr genitals. Standing back, he admired the view of this beautiful, sumptuous woman, naked and tied up in garbage, awaiting her insertion. He slid some doctor’s gloves over his hands and began searching for a dirty piece of hard rubbish. Finding some dirty wrappers, he picked them up and positioned them to her vaginal entrance. With a huge smile, he pushed them past her folds and up into her hole. She jerked to his sudden insertion, feeling them move inside her. Next he found a fly covered tin of rotting food bits. Picking it up, he repeated the previous step, using both hands to move the goopy, smelly mess over her vagina and pushing it all up inside her tunnel. Pushing and prodding, she felt it all. Somehow, his actions (though filthy) were pressing against her G spot and clit. Something he deliberately did so she would grow to accept more of what he was doing to her and using her for. And still, not once, did her hurt her. Only admire the squelching filthy mess her vagina had become. So much so, he took a picture with his phone and showed her, her eyes gaping wide at seeing the state of her own vagina as he brushed her clit teasingly.
Her vagina was full of hard rubbish and rotting food. She could not believe it.
Tied up in the big bin naked, her vagina dripped and oozed down her legs as he looked for things to go up her bum. He was fully dressed though his throbbingly hard cock was now hanging out of his fly and dripping precum.
She gasped as he opened up the speculum he had shoved into her asshole. Wider and wider he opened her up and left her defenceless to his insertions.
Lifting his hand she noticed he had found a small ripped bag with rotting fish guts covered in fly’s. She swallowed hard as he spoke, ‘all of this is going up your bum,’ he said softly but with a commanding deep tone.
‘Fuck, my asshole really is going to take this!’ She thought to herself as she felt the speculum in the bum open up a ittle more, stretched incredibly wide.
He didn’t hesitate at all. In one swift motion the whole contents splashed and emptied down into her bum hole. She tried closing her bum but the speculum made sure she couldn’t, forcing her to take it. The foul contents sat neatly inside her as he took another picture and showed her. Again, she looked on in shock at the state of her bum hole and that she was now keeper of this filth inside her own bum. His penis brushed against her face as he began to line it up with her mouth. She had no choice as he slide it in, the whole meat filling her mouth.
Leaning over her body on his knees, he thrust slow and deep inside her mouth, his hands caressing the length of her back before feeling around her gaping back hole, the mess inside sitting there as though it belonged. Noticing another bag, he realised what it was. Grabbing it, he was now sure it came from the local guy who walked his dog past every morning. It had obviously been there a while given the smell coming from it. Opening it up, he positioned the contents to her bum and quite simply emptied half into her wide-open hole. Then leaning further, reached under her a little and pushed the remaining lumps into her oozing vagina. This action alone sent him over the edge and he deepthroated her, pumping his cum deep into her throat forcing her to swallow down into her stomach, feeding as it were, straight from his meaty penis.
The business was a large office company handling the logistics of large Read more… freight across the country. John, the managing director was a stringent and attentive man when it came to the handling of finance and money allocation. On this such day, he notices a freight line that sound odd and unfamiliar. Running for two years, it seemed legitimate, nut still, he dug deeper to satisfy his gut feeling.
Document after document before he discovered the truth. It was a big far lie. One which had, to date, siphoned $500,000 dollars. Understandably shocked, he was now determined to find the culprit. Following lead after lead, Sarah Appledoms name appeared. Surprised that his colleague, the sexist woman in the company, was stealing huge amounts of money. The surprise lasted mere moments as his primal, sexual drive kicked into overload when he realised what he could do to her with this type of ammunition. He was personally a decent, good man. Respected woman and gave to the poor. With the sting of betrayal sparking the release of his hidden sexual perversion, he decided to give in show this woman how it feels having her most intimate parts treated like objects for simple sexual gratification.
Her eyes almost popped out of her head when she read the file he handed her.
‘This is a copy, obviously,’ he said with a intriguing tone.
‘Sign here,’ he said as he handed her a piece of paper.
This time her eyes did widen in further shock at what she read. Giving her vagina and bum hole up to him so she would be filled and used with rubbish and rotting food or be reported and head to jail for a very, very long time.
Reluctantly, she signed.
Lead straight downstairs they approached the company’s large skip bin. Hesitantly, she began to undress and hand him her clothes.
Getting into the bin was difficult. Knowing where to place her hands and bare feet then lifting herself up and over, landing with a soft thud and squelch. The smell was horrible and already her body has smears of rotting food. He gently stepped in and motioned for her to lie down. Doing so in rubbish was extremely confronting, not to mention the voices she heard here and there as random people walked past, unaware that both were in the bin.
Her breasts squelched in amongst the garbage as she laid down. He stretched out her arms and legs and attentively, tied her up with bright white rope. Just coping with the smell was taking all her strength as she felt the cool breeze against hr genitals. Standing back, he admired the view of this beautiful, sumptuous woman, naked and tied up in garbage, awaiting her insertion. He slid some doctor’s gloves over his hands and began searching for a dirty piece of hard rubbish. Finding some dirty wrappers, he picked them up and positioned them to her vaginal entrance. With a huge smile, he pushed them past her folds and up into her hole. She jerked to his sudden insertion, feeling them move inside her. Next he found a fly covered tin of rotting food bits. Picking it up, he repeated the previous step, using both hands to move the goopy, smelly mess over her vagina and pushing it all up inside her tunnel. Pushing and prodding, she felt it all. Somehow, his actions (though filthy) were pressing against her G spot and clit. Something he deliberately did so she would grow to accept more of what he was doing to her and using her for. And still, not once, did her hurt her. Only admire the squelching filthy mess her vagina had become. So much so, he took a picture with his phone and showed her, her eyes gaping wide at seeing the state of her own vagina as he brushed her clit teasingly.
Her vagina was full of hard rubbish and rotting food. She could not believe it.
Tied up in the big bin naked, her vagina dripped and oozed down her legs as he looked for things to go up her bum. He was fully dressed though his throbbingly hard cock was now hanging out of his fly and dripping precum.
She gasped as he opened up the speculum he had shoved into her asshole. Wider and wider he opened her up and left her defenceless to his insertions.
Lifting his hand she noticed he had found a small ripped bag with rotting fish guts covered in fly’s. She swallowed hard as he spoke, ‘all of this is going up your bum,’ he said softly but with a commanding deep tone.
‘Fuck, my asshole really is going to take this!’ She thought to herself as she felt the speculum in the bum open up a ittle more, stretched incredibly wide.
He didn’t hesitate at all. In one swift motion the whole contents splashed and emptied down into her bum hole. She tried closing her bum but the speculum made sure she couldn’t, forcing her to take it. The foul contents sat neatly inside her as he took another picture and showed her. Again, she looked on in shock at the state of her bum hole and that she was now keeper of this filth inside her own bum. His penis brushed against her face as he began to line it up with her mouth. She had no choice as he slide it in, the whole meat filling her mouth.
Leaning over her body on his knees, he thrust slow and deep inside her mouth, his hands caressing the length of her back before feeling around her gaping back hole, the mess inside sitting there as though it belonged. Noticing another bag, he realised what it was. Grabbing it, he was now sure it came from the local guy who walked his dog past every morning. It had obviously been there a while given the smell coming from it. Opening it up, he positioned the contents to her bum and quite simply emptied half into her wide-open hole. Then leaning further, reached under her a little and pushed the remaining lumps into her oozing vagina. This action alone sent him over the edge and he deepthroated her, pumping his cum deep into her throat forcing her to swallow down into her stomach, feeding as it were, straight from his meaty penis.
Sitting here inside my boat and my cock is super hard, covered in wood glue and laundry liquid. Using my cock as an object with liquids. Going to make myself cum like this whilst watching women fist men
Short story of a woman using a mans bum hole as her toilet.
The light reflected across the white seat of the toilet illuminating its bowl and blue water. She looked at it like she would usually, indifference, standing before it, though this time was a little different. Beside it, presented Read more… basically horizontally was her boyfriend’s ass. With his legs out flat facing the wall used to mount the real toilet, half his back on the floor his bum risen in the air.
She smiled at the seat he created with his bum, his asshole facing the ceiling. Though this created some excitement, it was the current state of his bum hole that drew her gaze again. The speculum that sat inside had done its job magnificently. The little screw on the side had been screwed into its maximum with the ending result gaping wide before her. His skin had stretched tight around the metal but allowed the moist edges to still glisten slightly as she gazed down into the hole. Revealing a sizeable cavity it had opened much wider inside, pushing the sizes wide apart revealing the entrance to his colon, another round entrance leading further inside him. He was empty, so only small globs of light brown dotted the side, for now anyway.
She slide her hands across the top button of her jeans undoing it before sliding the fly down. Her hands pushed the rest of the pants down before she slung her thumbs under the elastic of her black undies to do the same. Looking again at him again, his hole gaping at least 50mm, ‘I shouldn’t miss that!’ she thought to herself. Her heart quickened at what she was about to do to his hole. He had agreed to it and was more than willing to allow himself to be used as her toilet, which actually excited him too.
She approached him as she turned around. Looking behind her again, she lined her bum with his before laying her hand on the toilet paper holder for support and her left on his left leg. Slowly, she raised herself just enough to position her bum directly over his before letting herself down again. The speculum edges pressed into her skin firmly, letting her know she had it right on target.
‘You ready?’ she asked cheekily.
“Yes. You can use me,” he finished saying, turned on by what she was going to do to him.
Taking a breath, she relaxed her anal muscles. Her poo had been pressing against her entrance for a while and she felt relief as it began its way out. They were solid as she opened to let them out, each one dropping into his asshole like they were his. Each one, taking up a bit more room.
He felt them drop inside and their warmth. The smell wasn’t as bad as they expected either as she neared the end, pushing the last one out. She wasted to time in slipping off his bum and examining her work.
She had indeed, filled his bum to the top. She hadn’t finished though as she picked up the trimmed down toilet plunger. She had modified it enough so that it was exactly 50mm wide. She lined it up with his entrance and began pressing down firmly. At first it did not move, pressing hard against the edges before she wiggled it a little to pass his entrance. From there, a steady pressure slowly drove her poo past his colon entrance further into his body.
He gasped at her movement inside his body, feeling her poo move further inside him. Slowing down towards the end, she smiled at the result of her work. His walls were smeared, evidence of her waste gracing his walls before disappearing further up his bum.
Wriggling the plunger back past his anal entrance she replaced it in her hand for some toilet paper. Reaching behind herself, she wiped her bum slowly, briefly checking it before dropping into his gaping bum. Again, she wiped, checked then dropped it into his asshole. Two more wipes saw her clean and finished.
Facing his bum, she was finished with his hole, so she grabbed the speculums screw that held it open and slowly unscrewed it. Bit by bit, the walls of his bum started to close around the used toilet paper. Halfway closed, she stopped and held her finger across his hole to prevent anything coming out as she withdrew the speculum from his used hole, watching as it finally closed.
It had been open for so long, it didn’t fully close, leaving a little gape, first, revealing the toilet paper inside before he shut his used hole.
He slowly brought his legs down and stood up.
He could feel the weight she added up his asshole, but it was pushed far enough inside that he didn’t feel an urge to poo, yet.
This hard turned him on immensely and his penis stuck out like a hard plank from a wooden ship. This dirty and conventual act meant he had to masturbate and cum badly as he grabbed his penis and began to stroke it. Noticing this, she quickly slapped his penis sending his cock flying side to side before she grabbed it with her hand tightly.
‘You will not masturbate! You will hold my poo inside your ass till the end of the day. If you do well, then I will let you cum deep up my bum,’ she said with a demanding tone that hinted at the eroticism she felt, which also was felt by him through her fierce grip on his cock.
The light reflected across the white seat of the toilet illuminating its bowl and blue water. She looked at it like she would usually, indifference, standing before it, though this time was a little different. Beside it, presented Read more… basically horizontally was her boyfriend’s ass. With his legs out flat facing the wall used to mount the real toilet, half his back on the floor his bum risen in the air.
She smiled at the seat he created with his bum, his asshole facing the ceiling. Though this created some excitement, it was the current state of his bum hole that drew her gaze again. The speculum that sat inside had done its job magnificently. The little screw on the side had been screwed into its maximum with the ending result gaping wide before her. His skin had stretched tight around the metal but allowed the moist edges to still glisten slightly as she gazed down into the hole. Revealing a sizeable cavity it had opened much wider inside, pushing the sizes wide apart revealing the entrance to his colon, another round entrance leading further inside him. He was empty, so only small globs of light brown dotted the side, for now anyway.
She slide her hands across the top button of her jeans undoing it before sliding the fly down. Her hands pushed the rest of the pants down before she slung her thumbs under the elastic of her black undies to do the same. Looking again at him again, his hole gaping at least 50mm, ‘I shouldn’t miss that!’ she thought to herself. Her heart quickened at what she was about to do to his hole. He had agreed to it and was more than willing to allow himself to be used as her toilet, which actually excited him too.
She approached him as she turned around. Looking behind her again, she lined her bum with his before laying her hand on the toilet paper holder for support and her left on his left leg. Slowly, she raised herself just enough to position her bum directly over his before letting herself down again. The speculum edges pressed into her skin firmly, letting her know she had it right on target.
‘You ready?’ she asked cheekily.
“Yes. You can use me,” he finished saying, turned on by what she was going to do to him.
Taking a breath, she relaxed her anal muscles. Her poo had been pressing against her entrance for a while and she felt relief as it began its way out. They were solid as she opened to let them out, each one dropping into his asshole like they were his. Each one, taking up a bit more room.
He felt them drop inside and their warmth. The smell wasn’t as bad as they expected either as she neared the end, pushing the last one out. She wasted to time in slipping off his bum and examining her work.
She had indeed, filled his bum to the top. She hadn’t finished though as she picked up the trimmed down toilet plunger. She had modified it enough so that it was exactly 50mm wide. She lined it up with his entrance and began pressing down firmly. At first it did not move, pressing hard against the edges before she wiggled it a little to pass his entrance. From there, a steady pressure slowly drove her poo past his colon entrance further into his body.
He gasped at her movement inside his body, feeling her poo move further inside him. Slowing down towards the end, she smiled at the result of her work. His walls were smeared, evidence of her waste gracing his walls before disappearing further up his bum.
Wriggling the plunger back past his anal entrance she replaced it in her hand for some toilet paper. Reaching behind herself, she wiped her bum slowly, briefly checking it before dropping into his gaping bum. Again, she wiped, checked then dropped it into his asshole. Two more wipes saw her clean and finished.
Facing his bum, she was finished with his hole, so she grabbed the speculums screw that held it open and slowly unscrewed it. Bit by bit, the walls of his bum started to close around the used toilet paper. Halfway closed, she stopped and held her finger across his hole to prevent anything coming out as she withdrew the speculum from his used hole, watching as it finally closed.
It had been open for so long, it didn’t fully close, leaving a little gape, first, revealing the toilet paper inside before he shut his used hole.
He slowly brought his legs down and stood up.
He could feel the weight she added up his asshole, but it was pushed far enough inside that he didn’t feel an urge to poo, yet.
This hard turned him on immensely and his penis stuck out like a hard plank from a wooden ship. This dirty and conventual act meant he had to masturbate and cum badly as he grabbed his penis and began to stroke it. Noticing this, she quickly slapped his penis sending his cock flying side to side before she grabbed it with her hand tightly.
‘You will not masturbate! You will hold my poo inside your ass till the end of the day. If you do well, then I will let you cum deep up my bum,’ she said with a demanding tone that hinted at the eroticism she felt, which also was felt by him through her fierce grip on his cock.
A short porn story I have written.
Under her feet, a penis finally finds its place.
Catching him on the floor of her office, half naked and his penis in her shoes had caught her by surprise, early in the morning. She hadn’t stormed in but watched to try and understand what he was doing with Read more… her shoes and his beautiful penis. The size, thickness, uncircumcised cock was incredibly hard under his hands and up against her own shoes. Her shoes, of all things was making his cock this hard. ‘How on earth does that work?’ She asked herself as she decided that she was going to walk in and confront him, but not allow him to cover his penis as she wanted a good look at it.
Soon, he was positioned under her table, on his knees with his legs spread wide. Such a position enabled his penis to stick out nice and proud alongside her feet in high heels. A contrast, her beautiful feet in black office heels with a smooth, thick penis stiff alongside. She peeked down along her legs to gaze at what lay at her feet, she allowed a little smile, admiring the contrast. It wasn’t something she had ever done or seen and yet, the act before her started to poke at her sexual interest more and more. She of course was going about her usual work on the computer, running the company but with the added element of the naked man beneath her, hot, horny and under her control. ‘Hot alright,’ she thought to herself as she brought the thin heel from her left foot over to his hard cock. Poking it a few times first she then positioned the heel at his pee holes entrance. Having admitted to many sexual fetishes to her, he had often pushed long things down his penis loving that feeling. He went to hold her foot, ‘no, leave my foot. I’ll push my heel down your penis myself,’ she said commandingly. ‘Ok,’ came his response as she began to push. Taking command like that and using his penis with her feet just made him harder and harder as he watched her heel slowly make its way down his cock.
She heard him groan, ‘have I hurt you bad?’ she said, stopping as she waited for his answer.
‘No, it’s ok.’ He replied. ‘Your heels taper to a larger diameter as you push further down, and I have never been at that diameter. So, it both pleasure and pain,’ he finished with. She looked down from her computer, her heel halfway down his cock looked strangely erotic to her. The way his thick, hard penis was completely at the mercy of her feet encouraged her to wiggle her foot. ‘Ugghh,’ slipped out of his mouth as his cock stiffened and throbbed some more. ‘Hmm,’ she thought out loud.
‘I want to push all the way, so I want you to take it,’ she said with a hint of excitement at stretching his pee hole to take her heel. ‘Ok, I will take it,’ he said, getting more and more aroused and stimulated from her take charge attitude. She was a boss, so it was natural. But she had genuinely become interested and aroused herself to make a man and his beautiful cock aroused simply over her feet and heels, like worshipping her and she was fully clothed! Matched with how it was starting to make her feel being the one penetrating the man this time instead of being used herself. His most precious, vulnerable attribute being used like an object, sexually stimulated, used, and controlled, all given to her. She was being given a chance to also fulfill any sexual curiosities and explorations without judgement or pressure to perform. A chance to enjoy using a man and his cock also for her pure enjoyment. This helped to arouse her even more, also the fact that he was aroused at her doing things like this to him. This whole thing had never been experienced but thinking and feeling what was actually happening at her feet, started to challenge the old beliefs and experiences, liberating herself in a way.
She began to push her heel further down his cock as he sat there watching her foot make his cock take the heel. ‘Fuck yes,’ he thought to himself. ‘Make me take this, my dick is yours,’ he thought more as he heard her office door open.
‘Hi Janet,’ his boss said aloud as she greeted the newcomer.
‘Morning. I have these files that were sent to me that make no sense at all. These figures here don’t match the initial report by Sharon last week,’ Janet finished as he heard a file being handed over the desk.
‘Ah, I see what you mean,’ his boss replied to Janet but pushed again, more heel down his cock. She didn’t stop, even though she had company in her office, and Janet was none the wiser that her boss currently had her high heel moving down a waxed cock.
With his penis under her shoe, she began to apply pressure with her foot. He groaned softly and smiled a little as he watched his cock being squished by this well dressed, highly intelligent woman. It was perfect for him as he felt the pressure of her shoe against his penis grow and grow. Half her weight was on his penis which just made it harder. She wriggled her foot, like she had just stepped on something in the street which objectified his penis even more. But he smiled and thrust a little under her shoe at her movement. She released her foot then stood on it again, this time moving her shoe up and down his length.
‘Wow, that’s..ugh…amazing,’ he managed as his cock received her shoes over and over. She was mesmerised at what she was doing. She had begun to walk over her cock with two feet, back and forth and still, his penis remained hard, stiff and leaking cum.
‘Fuck, he really does love me walking and trampling his penis!’ She thought to herself as she left some dirt marks on her cock from her shoes. Sometimes she left the faint imprint of the tread on her shoes on his skin and still, he groaned with pleasure. Looking up here and there to gaze upon the strong woman walking over his cock. Never shy of a smile of what he saw in conjunction with what was happening to his penis, he wanted it to last. His penis was a little sore, but that increased the pleasure as she placed her high heel directly in the middle of his penis and placed half her weight on it.
‘Does this hurt?’ She asked with her eyes wide and eyebrows raised.
‘Yes it does,’ he replied, taking it.
‘And you still love it?’ She continued.
‘Yes! I can take the pain, I love your feet in the shoes and that you’re using my penis in this way and objectifying it, so hot,’ he breathed out and smiled as she applied a little more pressure.
‘Have you enjoyed stepping on my penis and walking over it?’ He asked her, wondering if it was growing on her. A little taken back by his direct question she paused for a moment; her foot left in that position unchanged. Sensing this he looked up. She finally looked down at him, this man half naked, legs spread with his stiff penis having been walked all over throbbing under her heel.
‘Don’t get ahead of yourself, but, I think I am enjoying walking over your penis and having it under my shoes,’ she answered truthfully. He beamed a smiled as she released her heel before using the heel of her other foot to move his foreskin back, revealing the head of his cock. With the tip of her shoe, she begun to step on it as he sat there watching it being squished. It hurt, but he grew harder again and leaked more precum as she applied her full weight. It was obvious that he was enjoying it in the way he tried to thrust under her foot. She applied her full weight with immediate results, he groaned loudly, ‘that’s soo good, yes, step on my penis,’ he let out. Looking down at her heel pressing down against his penis and how hot it made him left her with feelings or eroticism and a sense of power as he worshipped her feet, shoes and her decisive actions/use of his penis. She pulled her foot off, heaving the head of his penis with a clear imprint of the fine tread on the bottom of her shoes. He picked up his cock and began stroking it, ‘fuck that was amazing,’ he let out as he jerked his penis. Slipping both feet out of her shoes, she stood in front of him.
‘You may cum on my feet,’ she said, clearly making the impact she intended as he flopped his penis against them. ‘Man, this is perfect,’ he said as his penis slapped her feet and rubbed along them. ‘You are perfect,’ he said clearly, looking up at her briefly before continuing his rubbing. His praise of her left feelings of an erotic worth she owned herself. Her actions, thoughts, feelings and decisions leading to this moment clearly meant the world to him, mush less the acceptance of his fetish, liberating his sense of sexual worth, lust and desires. His load of cum was heaps, she had clearly milked his cock for all its worth as white strips of pearl landed across her feet and toes as his hand gripped his penis before her.
Finally, he ran out and reached for her tissues.
‘You don’t need those tissues,’ she said, stopping him in his tracks. A little confused, he pointed to the ness he made on her beautiful feet, her toes painted with green nail polish, wet.
‘I think my feet are fine as they are, don’t you?’ She asked rhetorically as she slipped her feet back into her heels, slowly. His eyes watched, wide open at her feet before finding her gaze.
‘More people will arrive at work soon so you should probably get dressed and put your penis away,’ she said casually. He smiled a smile big enough to knock the moon out of orbit. He began to dress as she pulled out her spare heels.
‘Take these with you to use during the day, but I will need them back at the end of the day after you have polished them inside and out, leave your mess inside,’ she said as normally as possible even though her heart was racing. His eyes opened wide again and took the shoes from her hands, already he was keen to shove his penis inside as it bulged beneath his pants.
Standing in front of the meeting she paused, the nerves getting to her a little. She glanced down and caught sight of her shoes and feet as she often played with her feet and shoes when she needed to relax. There, she remembered that her feet were still wet from his cum. Glistening and shinning, her raised right foot from her shoes even dripped the wet cum back into her shoe, her shoes with dried cum left on the outside was visible, but not identifiable as cum. She smiled. The fact she was standing in a presentation with her feet covered in cum and her shoes with cum inside and out shattered her nerves in a side twist erotic fashion. A liberation of sorts that snapped herself back into her highly intelligent, strong curve of leadership. She looked up from her feet and directly out across the table, falling into her groove with an extra spark. All the while, unbeknown to the others, she continued to play with her wet feet from her shoes as his cum slowly dried upon her skin, moisturizing them and leaving tide marks across her elegant but functional high heels.
Every day, she would leave her office shoes in the designated spot, behind the cleaner’s door. There, she would swap shoes, picking up her work shoes with fresh cum all over them and inside. She had grown to enjoy more and more the moments of picking up her shoes, his cum sliding around inside before her eyes. Sometimes dipping her fingers in and spreading some on the outside like a cum polish to be worn publicly without anyone knowing. The feeling alone of her bare feet when entering the shoe, her toes touching his cum before being smothered in it left her with a naughty smile. All of this had become a common, everyday thing now to the point now that she expected cum in her shoes and looked forward to it. The fact that this man was orgasming and cumming over her and her feet and shoes had become highly erotic, ‘and he hadn’t even asked for sex!’ She mused to herself as she slipped on her office shoes once again, her toes wriggling happily in his cum. She had done her research as well into the fetish but also into masturbation at work for employees and how it increases people’s mental health and productivity. The results spoke for themselves. She had designated her office as his masturbation room but under her desk. With two doors to her office, he could arrive and leave without being seen. Spending up to an hour at a time, he sat under her desk when stressed with her heel down his penis masturbating. Or stepped on or simply rubbing his cock on her bare feet before decorating them with his cum all whilst she worked. At times, she would have to get up from her desk after he had just cummed on her feet, which meant she walked around with fresh, warm cum on the tops of her feet, easily seen if anyone looked. Wearing his cum on her feet as a everyday, normal thing just melted his stress away and welcomed his fetish as a normal good thing which she wore with pride.
Under her feet, a penis finally finds its place.
Catching him on the floor of her office, half naked and his penis in her shoes had caught her by surprise, early in the morning. She hadn’t stormed in but watched to try and understand what he was doing with Read more… her shoes and his beautiful penis. The size, thickness, uncircumcised cock was incredibly hard under his hands and up against her own shoes. Her shoes, of all things was making his cock this hard. ‘How on earth does that work?’ She asked herself as she decided that she was going to walk in and confront him, but not allow him to cover his penis as she wanted a good look at it.
Soon, he was positioned under her table, on his knees with his legs spread wide. Such a position enabled his penis to stick out nice and proud alongside her feet in high heels. A contrast, her beautiful feet in black office heels with a smooth, thick penis stiff alongside. She peeked down along her legs to gaze at what lay at her feet, she allowed a little smile, admiring the contrast. It wasn’t something she had ever done or seen and yet, the act before her started to poke at her sexual interest more and more. She of course was going about her usual work on the computer, running the company but with the added element of the naked man beneath her, hot, horny and under her control. ‘Hot alright,’ she thought to herself as she brought the thin heel from her left foot over to his hard cock. Poking it a few times first she then positioned the heel at his pee holes entrance. Having admitted to many sexual fetishes to her, he had often pushed long things down his penis loving that feeling. He went to hold her foot, ‘no, leave my foot. I’ll push my heel down your penis myself,’ she said commandingly. ‘Ok,’ came his response as she began to push. Taking command like that and using his penis with her feet just made him harder and harder as he watched her heel slowly make its way down his cock.
She heard him groan, ‘have I hurt you bad?’ she said, stopping as she waited for his answer.
‘No, it’s ok.’ He replied. ‘Your heels taper to a larger diameter as you push further down, and I have never been at that diameter. So, it both pleasure and pain,’ he finished with. She looked down from her computer, her heel halfway down his cock looked strangely erotic to her. The way his thick, hard penis was completely at the mercy of her feet encouraged her to wiggle her foot. ‘Ugghh,’ slipped out of his mouth as his cock stiffened and throbbed some more. ‘Hmm,’ she thought out loud.
‘I want to push all the way, so I want you to take it,’ she said with a hint of excitement at stretching his pee hole to take her heel. ‘Ok, I will take it,’ he said, getting more and more aroused and stimulated from her take charge attitude. She was a boss, so it was natural. But she had genuinely become interested and aroused herself to make a man and his beautiful cock aroused simply over her feet and heels, like worshipping her and she was fully clothed! Matched with how it was starting to make her feel being the one penetrating the man this time instead of being used herself. His most precious, vulnerable attribute being used like an object, sexually stimulated, used, and controlled, all given to her. She was being given a chance to also fulfill any sexual curiosities and explorations without judgement or pressure to perform. A chance to enjoy using a man and his cock also for her pure enjoyment. This helped to arouse her even more, also the fact that he was aroused at her doing things like this to him. This whole thing had never been experienced but thinking and feeling what was actually happening at her feet, started to challenge the old beliefs and experiences, liberating herself in a way.
She began to push her heel further down his cock as he sat there watching her foot make his cock take the heel. ‘Fuck yes,’ he thought to himself. ‘Make me take this, my dick is yours,’ he thought more as he heard her office door open.
‘Hi Janet,’ his boss said aloud as she greeted the newcomer.
‘Morning. I have these files that were sent to me that make no sense at all. These figures here don’t match the initial report by Sharon last week,’ Janet finished as he heard a file being handed over the desk.
‘Ah, I see what you mean,’ his boss replied to Janet but pushed again, more heel down his cock. She didn’t stop, even though she had company in her office, and Janet was none the wiser that her boss currently had her high heel moving down a waxed cock.
With his penis under her shoe, she began to apply pressure with her foot. He groaned softly and smiled a little as he watched his cock being squished by this well dressed, highly intelligent woman. It was perfect for him as he felt the pressure of her shoe against his penis grow and grow. Half her weight was on his penis which just made it harder. She wriggled her foot, like she had just stepped on something in the street which objectified his penis even more. But he smiled and thrust a little under her shoe at her movement. She released her foot then stood on it again, this time moving her shoe up and down his length.
‘Wow, that’s..ugh…amazing,’ he managed as his cock received her shoes over and over. She was mesmerised at what she was doing. She had begun to walk over her cock with two feet, back and forth and still, his penis remained hard, stiff and leaking cum.
‘Fuck, he really does love me walking and trampling his penis!’ She thought to herself as she left some dirt marks on her cock from her shoes. Sometimes she left the faint imprint of the tread on her shoes on his skin and still, he groaned with pleasure. Looking up here and there to gaze upon the strong woman walking over his cock. Never shy of a smile of what he saw in conjunction with what was happening to his penis, he wanted it to last. His penis was a little sore, but that increased the pleasure as she placed her high heel directly in the middle of his penis and placed half her weight on it.
‘Does this hurt?’ She asked with her eyes wide and eyebrows raised.
‘Yes it does,’ he replied, taking it.
‘And you still love it?’ She continued.
‘Yes! I can take the pain, I love your feet in the shoes and that you’re using my penis in this way and objectifying it, so hot,’ he breathed out and smiled as she applied a little more pressure.
‘Have you enjoyed stepping on my penis and walking over it?’ He asked her, wondering if it was growing on her. A little taken back by his direct question she paused for a moment; her foot left in that position unchanged. Sensing this he looked up. She finally looked down at him, this man half naked, legs spread with his stiff penis having been walked all over throbbing under her heel.
‘Don’t get ahead of yourself, but, I think I am enjoying walking over your penis and having it under my shoes,’ she answered truthfully. He beamed a smiled as she released her heel before using the heel of her other foot to move his foreskin back, revealing the head of his cock. With the tip of her shoe, she begun to step on it as he sat there watching it being squished. It hurt, but he grew harder again and leaked more precum as she applied her full weight. It was obvious that he was enjoying it in the way he tried to thrust under her foot. She applied her full weight with immediate results, he groaned loudly, ‘that’s soo good, yes, step on my penis,’ he let out. Looking down at her heel pressing down against his penis and how hot it made him left her with feelings or eroticism and a sense of power as he worshipped her feet, shoes and her decisive actions/use of his penis. She pulled her foot off, heaving the head of his penis with a clear imprint of the fine tread on the bottom of her shoes. He picked up his cock and began stroking it, ‘fuck that was amazing,’ he let out as he jerked his penis. Slipping both feet out of her shoes, she stood in front of him.
‘You may cum on my feet,’ she said, clearly making the impact she intended as he flopped his penis against them. ‘Man, this is perfect,’ he said as his penis slapped her feet and rubbed along them. ‘You are perfect,’ he said clearly, looking up at her briefly before continuing his rubbing. His praise of her left feelings of an erotic worth she owned herself. Her actions, thoughts, feelings and decisions leading to this moment clearly meant the world to him, mush less the acceptance of his fetish, liberating his sense of sexual worth, lust and desires. His load of cum was heaps, she had clearly milked his cock for all its worth as white strips of pearl landed across her feet and toes as his hand gripped his penis before her.
Finally, he ran out and reached for her tissues.
‘You don’t need those tissues,’ she said, stopping him in his tracks. A little confused, he pointed to the ness he made on her beautiful feet, her toes painted with green nail polish, wet.
‘I think my feet are fine as they are, don’t you?’ She asked rhetorically as she slipped her feet back into her heels, slowly. His eyes watched, wide open at her feet before finding her gaze.
‘More people will arrive at work soon so you should probably get dressed and put your penis away,’ she said casually. He smiled a smile big enough to knock the moon out of orbit. He began to dress as she pulled out her spare heels.
‘Take these with you to use during the day, but I will need them back at the end of the day after you have polished them inside and out, leave your mess inside,’ she said as normally as possible even though her heart was racing. His eyes opened wide again and took the shoes from her hands, already he was keen to shove his penis inside as it bulged beneath his pants.
Standing in front of the meeting she paused, the nerves getting to her a little. She glanced down and caught sight of her shoes and feet as she often played with her feet and shoes when she needed to relax. There, she remembered that her feet were still wet from his cum. Glistening and shinning, her raised right foot from her shoes even dripped the wet cum back into her shoe, her shoes with dried cum left on the outside was visible, but not identifiable as cum. She smiled. The fact she was standing in a presentation with her feet covered in cum and her shoes with cum inside and out shattered her nerves in a side twist erotic fashion. A liberation of sorts that snapped herself back into her highly intelligent, strong curve of leadership. She looked up from her feet and directly out across the table, falling into her groove with an extra spark. All the while, unbeknown to the others, she continued to play with her wet feet from her shoes as his cum slowly dried upon her skin, moisturizing them and leaving tide marks across her elegant but functional high heels.
Every day, she would leave her office shoes in the designated spot, behind the cleaner’s door. There, she would swap shoes, picking up her work shoes with fresh cum all over them and inside. She had grown to enjoy more and more the moments of picking up her shoes, his cum sliding around inside before her eyes. Sometimes dipping her fingers in and spreading some on the outside like a cum polish to be worn publicly without anyone knowing. The feeling alone of her bare feet when entering the shoe, her toes touching his cum before being smothered in it left her with a naughty smile. All of this had become a common, everyday thing now to the point now that she expected cum in her shoes and looked forward to it. The fact that this man was orgasming and cumming over her and her feet and shoes had become highly erotic, ‘and he hadn’t even asked for sex!’ She mused to herself as she slipped on her office shoes once again, her toes wriggling happily in his cum. She had done her research as well into the fetish but also into masturbation at work for employees and how it increases people’s mental health and productivity. The results spoke for themselves. She had designated her office as his masturbation room but under her desk. With two doors to her office, he could arrive and leave without being seen. Spending up to an hour at a time, he sat under her desk when stressed with her heel down his penis masturbating. Or stepped on or simply rubbing his cock on her bare feet before decorating them with his cum all whilst she worked. At times, she would have to get up from her desk after he had just cummed on her feet, which meant she walked around with fresh, warm cum on the tops of her feet, easily seen if anyone looked. Wearing his cum on her feet as a everyday, normal thing just melted his stress away and welcomed his fetish as a normal good thing which she wore with pride.
I'm looking for women who would enjoy the dirty, extreme, crazy things I do to myself and would suggest things for me to do. I'd share pictures of everything I did. I enjoy my penis and bum hole being used like an object and abused. Pain is ok. Recently, I had seafood up my bum and rubbish slime Read more…
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Hello! Fetishes, sexuality, it's all so hot, beautiful and amazing!
I'm looking for a woman who's keen to share my kinks in anyway. Also, someone who's keen to let lose her wild, extreme side and try some crazy things on me (basically no limits on what you can do to me). Also, someone who's keen to have their vagina whipped, their vagina or bum used as a hole, Read more…
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