By MinimumSiz3. I’ll never forget that spring break. The dorms had emptied out, most kids heading home or to beaches, but I was stuck—university was too far from my family to justify the trip for just a week. So when my buddy Mark offered to bring me home with him, I jumped at the chance. His family lived about three hours away, a nice suburban house with a pool in the backyard and a basement that had been converted into
Read moreAn SPH Experience by ts2054. I’m just gonna lay it all out, because that’s what this is—a real story, no sugarcoating. You already know the basics: my ex-wife cucked me for years, rammed more cocks than I can count. I’ve got a skinny 3.5- to 4-inch dick that shoots in under two minutes, often under thirty seconds. So when this gorgeous late-40s woman with jet-black hair, blue eyes, 110 pounds, and massive fake tits picked me as her hall pass,
Read moreBy Tcs1956. That weekend started as another date night for Denise on this Friday afternoon with a man she met on Match.com. These date nights for Denise had become routine, about once a month, sometimes two or three times. I shouldn’t say “routine” because every time was just as exciting and invigorating as the first time! Sharing my wife with other men keeps her vibrant and energetic. The more she gets, the more she wants! And I get the benefit
Read moreBy MinimusPuck. If I live to be a hundred, I’ll never forget my twenty-second birthday. It was not so much a day of celebrating my birth, but in a way, a rebirth all its own… I had planned to spend it the way I spent my previous birthdays, nothing special, just getting hammered as a young college student does, playing video games, and trying and failing to lose my virginity. But this story begins a few months earlier, when I
Read moreAn SPH Experience by siriussonen. I was twenty, living at home for the summer between semesters, and still operating under the delusion that my mother had no idea about my body. That she still saw me as her little boy, pre-puberty, innocent. The morning bathroom routine was a delicate dance—I’d wait for her to finish her makeup, then I’d jump in the shower, and we’d never cross paths in the nude. But that morning, she took her time. I stood
Read moreAn SPH Experience by NorthernHero93. I’d been with my girlfriend for about two years when we decided to move in together. A small flat, both of us working shit jobs, but it was ours. The in-laws—her parents and her younger sister—lived a few hours away, and they’d been wanting to see the place for months. Eventually, we caved. They booked a weekend. Friday night, I went out with my mates—nothing special—just a few pints at the local, maybe six or
Read moreBy SmallShyGuy. I had always considered myself straight. That is, until a short while after I turned nineteen, when I began to question this firmly held belief. Up until that point, I had never had any sexual thoughts towards any men, real or imaginary. I had only a couple of sexual encounters under my belt. The first was with a high school girlfriend, whom I dated until I was eighteen, and the second was with a friend I made later
Read moreBy jaiceeuk. It was girls’ night out. My wife, Mollie, had gone out with a group of her best friends while I fed, entertained, and got the children ready for bed. It was a warm evening, and once I had finally finished clearing the mess up, doing the dishes and making sure the house was neat, just how Mollie would expect it to be, I lay on the sofa in just a pair of loose boxer shorts and t shirt
Read moreAn SPH Experience by sphbuyer. It was a regular Thursday night at my local. Nothing special—just me, a pint of bitter, and the low hum of conversations around the pub. I was sitting at the bar, nursing my drink, when a group of people settled in at the table behind me. I could hear them laughing, loud and carefree. Two girls, four guys, all in their early twenties. Young, energetic, the kind of group that makes the whole room feel
Read moreBy MinimumSiz3 I was nineteen when I met her. Tall, athletic, with legs that went on forever and a flat stomach that showed every muscle when she moved. Her breasts were perfect B cups—perky, firm, with nipples that always seemed to be hard when she was around me. She wasn’t just pretty; she was the kind of girl who turned heads in any room. I was infatuated. Obsessed, even. I loved eating her out. It was the one thing I
Read moreAn SPH Experience by StillDebate8514. I was nineteen when I started university, fresh out of high school and ready to reinvent myself. I’d always been athletic, so I jumped straight into the sports scene—swimming, dancing, and a bit of rugby. The dorm I lived in was co-ed, but I ended up rooming with a guy named Callum, who was also on the swim team. He was cool, friendly, and we got along fine. The first few weeks were a blur
Read moreBy RandyKneeling. The large black man looked down dispassionately at the chubby, middle-aged white boy sucking his cock. The black man was clearly enjoying himself, yet appeared strangely removed from what was happening. It could have been that the white boy wasn’t really all that good at what he was doing, despite how lovingly he was going about it, but in reality, this was just something the black man had grown accustomed to. It wasn’t the kind of thing to
Read moreAn SPH Experience by Camelbb6h22a4. I’ve always been the type who doesn’t flinch at a urinal. If there’s a line, I step up, unzip, and let the stream flow without a second thought about who might be watching. The restroom on the third floor of our office building has a peculiar layout: the urinal closest to the stall is angled just enough that, when you’re standing there, the crack between the stall door and the frame gives you a clear
Read moreAn SPH Experience by siriussonen. My phone buzzed on the couch cushion—a Snapchat notification from a random ad I’d made weeks ago, bored and horny, scrolling through suggested friends. Her profile pic showed a smiling woman in her 50s, hair streaked with silver, holding a wine glass. I’d sent a dumb “hey” earlier, got a polite “hi :)” back, and figured, why not? I unzipped my pants, pulled out my soft cock—already feeling inadequate just holding it—and snapped a quick,
Read moreBy LexiBellefire. I can’t tell you why, but I’ve always been tempted to wear my girlfriend’s panties. It’s the way the fabric feels between my ass and how it covers my penis. Isabella, my girlfriend, will tell you that im a good size. She might even say it’s perfect, but we all know what that means. At least I know what that means. When I put on her panties, it fully covers my penis and balls. it shouldn’t… I go
Read moreBy limpshrimp83. I was nineteen, maybe twenty, hanging out with my boys at a gas station late one night. We’d grabbed snacks, drinks, the usual, and then someone spotted the condom display behind the counter. Magnums. Big box, gold foil, the whole thing. My friend Dave picked one up, waved it around like a trophy, and said, “Look, it’s the kind for guys who actually need them.” They all laughed. I shrugged, walked up, grabbed the box, and paid for
Read moreBy MinimumSiz3. A few weeks before Halloween, my buddy Jack and I got into this stupid bet during a backyard barbecue. We were grilling burgers, pounding beers, and trash-talking about the upcoming NFL game. “Loser dresses like a full-on slut for the Halloween party,” he said, grinning like an asshole. “Lingerie, heels, makeup—the works.” Our place was hosting, my wife Lisa and I, inviting like 30 people. I laughed it off, figured my team would crush his. Wrong. Blowout loss—42-10.
Read moreBy Runtz3. Read part 1 Here. ***** Part 2… Allison’s mind drifted in the quiet enclosure of the bathroom, the steady rush of the shower filling the space until it became everything–constant, enveloping, a barrier between her and the rest of the world. It focused the edges of her thoughts and made every lingering and intrusive thought acceptable. Her hands moved slowly, tracing paths that felt both familiar and newly discovered. There was a strange awareness in it, as though
Read moreAn SPH Experience by PhysicalLaw8792. I’m not sure why I’ve decided to put this down in words. Maybe because it’s the only sexual memory I have that’s actually mine, or maybe because I want to admit, at least to myself, that it wasn’t entirely a bad thing. In fact, it changed something in me. But let me start from the beginning. I was twenty years old and still a virgin. That’s not unusual for some guys, I know, but the
Read moreBy Our Readers. Our readers share their moments of small dick zen. This reader treated her as one of the guys… It was one of those typical college group projects, the kind where the professor just throws everyone together based on schedules, and suddenly you’re stuck in a study room with a mismatched crew. Our topic was some psych paper on gender roles—ironic, looking back. There were five guys total: me, three other dudes from my dorm—Alex, Ben, and
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