(this site is a beta version - United States Autoerotic Association - Fetish Site)


Thanks for visiting the beta version of the Fetish Site of the United States Autoerotic Association. This will be a kinky cousin of our main site. Both will have sexually stimulating content (stories with minimal images) to appeal to intelligent and literate biological females and biological males who want to cultivate their imagination, and become totally attuned to their erogenous zones.

Our initial content has been created by the dick-brain who calls himself Harry Merkin. By early 2020, this will be a secure site with curated and edited user-generated content. Though we have zero social media presence now, we plan to open accounts this fall. Our intention is to create a lively community of hands-on hedonists.



Stories about Wet and Messy Fetishism
edited by Harry Merkin


This page is under construction, awaiting submissions from creative persons who practice Wet and Messy Fetishism
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Submission information, copyright matters, and terms of usage are being prepared.


Enjoy this excerpt, written by Harry Merkin, from our main site:

"A guy at work told me about a party at his house the following Saturday night. Knowing how he dressed and the music he liked, I expected a hard core death metal crowd and I wasn’t wrong. The music was ear splitting and the cannabinoid fog was super potent. I got a drink and went out to the backyard. There was a group on the back patio and a girl sitting on a picnic table about 20 feet away. I went toward her and asked, “Could I bring you something to drink.”

”It’s awful in there. Please stay. I can share your drink.”

We were still talking at 1:00 AM when the friend she had come with appeared and said she was leaving. Julie told her she was staying.

Soon after, someone popped the top of a shaken beer can under the single porch light and the bulb exploded. Now that we were sitting in the dark, we began to make out in earnest on the table. Sometime after 3:00 AM she announced, “You’ll need to take me home,” as she put her bra and blouse back on.

We undressed and fell asleep on her bed. We woke up near noon and again locked lips. In less than an hour, we went from bed to bedlam and were having sex along with breakfast in bed. She had yogurt with honey, blueberries and granola. I found two deviled eggs, smoked salmon and jalapeño cream cheese along with a jar of capers and a couple boxes of crackers in her kitchen. The best flavor combination was licking her clit after a bite of salmon. Her pussy was repulsive after a deviled egg and it took several capers to cleanse my palate. Julie liked my dick with yogurt and honey. I had to restart intercourse a few times to get all the granola crumbs out of the condom. After our orgasms, it looked like we had been in a food fight. She insisted we thoroughly clean our feet to get to the shower without leaving food-prints.

After more naked fooling around on her sofa, Julie made me help her wash the king size sheets and mattress protector. She had to wash everything three times to get most of our sex stains out.

Just so you know. An early supper of Chinese take-out consumed at a lovely, mid-century-modern laundromat should never be called “a date”. If you repeat my mistake, you’ll get a vivid facial demonstration of, “to glower”
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These short stories are works of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s vivid imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual human beings, living or dead, business enterprises, events or locales is entirely coincidental.



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