An SPH Experience by NewPersonality3459. I used to talk on the phone with my first college girlfriend for hours every night. She was a freshman like me, but her older sister was a senior, and that woman had a whole pack of senior girlfriends who always seemed to be around whenever my girlfriend and I were on the phone. They’d study together in her sister’s dorm suite, passing the phone around, laughing, asking me dirty questions to make me squirm.
Read moreAn SPH Experience by Tony_ElCinco. We’d been fucking for maybe three weeks. She was this super sexy little Asian girl I met out in the Bay Area—barely five feet tall, ninety pounds soaking wet, with this tight little body that made every guy in the room do a double take. And somehow she’d picked me. She was tiny and gorgeous, and I was just some guy with a decent job and a decent car, but she seemed to like me.
Read moreAn SPH Experience by likesstuffandthings. The first time I saw her, I thought the foster system had made a delivery error. She moved into the house across the street three days after Christmas, right in that dead stretch between the holidays and the return to school. I was eighteen, a small-town virgin with exactly zero prospects and even less game. My social life consisted of the same six people I’d known since kindergarten, and my sexual experience was limited to
Read moreAn SPH Experience by sizeguy69. It started as a joke. At least, that’s what I told myself. The off-campus apartments had this decent-sized pool that was basically empty during the summer session. Most students went home, but a handful of us stuck around for summer classes. The place became a ghost town after Memorial Day, which meant the pool was all ours. My girlfriend lived a few buildings over, and she had this tight group of friends who were all
Read moreA Fictional Story by Cucked23. The Saturday morning sun filtered through the blinds, cutting warm stripes across our kitchen table. I was nursing my second cup of coffee, thumb scrolling absently through my phone, when my girlfriend said his name. “So, is Jack coming over or what?” I glanced up. She was leaning against the counter, still in her oversized sleep shirt, her massive ass testing the limits of the fabric even though it hung loose everywhere else. Fifty-two inches.
Read moreA Fictional Story by Eddie. It started with a feeling. Not a thought, not a suspicion—just a feeling. The kind of thing you notice in the back of your mind and try to ignore, like a loose tooth you can’t stop prodding with your tongue. We’d been together for four years and engaged for one. She was beautiful—thick in all the right places, with an ass that made men break their necks on the street. I’d always thought of myself
Read moreAn SPH Experience by Alternative_Ebb9834. My wife has these tits that still make me stop mid-sentence. We’ve been married for six years now, together for eight, and I still lose my train of thought when she walks around the house in one of those thin tank tops with no bra. The kind where you can see everything—the full, heavy shape of them, the way they sway with each step, the nipples pressing against the fabric like they’re trying to punch
Read moreAn SPH Experience by milkmandoesthings. I still remember the first time I saw her. It was the second week of my freshman year, and I’d managed to snag a seat near the back of this massive lecture hall for some gen-ed history class I’d been forced to take. I was scrolling through my phone, trying to figure out the campus bus schedule, when I heard the auditorium door swing open and a low murmur of conversation ripple through the room.
Read moreAn SPH Experience by Mammoth-Dot-2775. I found it on a Tuesday night. She was in the shower, the water running hot enough to fog the bathroom mirror, and her phone was lying face-up on the kitchen counter. She’d left it there while she cooked dinner earlier, and I’d noticed the screen light up twice with Instagram notifications. That wasn’t unusual. She was always scrolling, always tapping through stories, always sending reels to her friends. But something about the way the
Read moreAn SPH Experience by No-Priority3298. The water was warm that day. I remember that clearly—the way it lapped against my chest as I stood in the shallow end, watching the sun glint off the ripples, thinking that this was exactly what summer was supposed to feel like. Easy. Carefree. Full of cold beers and warm skin and the kind of lazy contentment that comes from having nowhere else to be. I didn’t know I was about to get filleted. My
Read moreAn SPH Experience by 8-8funtimes. I should have known something was wrong the moment I woke up and heard the laughter. It was Sunday morning—late Sunday morning, actually, closer to noon—and the sunlight was cutting through the blinds in sharp, accusatory stripes. My head was foggy, my mouth tasted like copper and stale wine, and my entire body ached in places I didn’t want to think about. The laughter drifted up from downstairs, a chorus of feminine voices that seemed
Read moreA Fictional Story by SissyDad. I was in the bedroom with the door cracked, my fist wrapped around my pitiful four-inch hard-on, jerking fast to a silent video on my phone. The shame already had my face burning because even fully hard I barely filled my hand. I didn’t hear footsteps over my own panting. The door swung open. My eighteen-year-old son stood there, duffel bag slung over his shoulder, home from college a day early. I froze, cock twitching
Read moreA Fictional SPH Story by PinkyDick_Tells. Read Part 1 Here. Read Part 2 Here Read Part 3 Here Read Part 4 Here ***** Part 5… At twenty-five, Wade Smith was about to stand naked in front of a woman for the first time. Someone who wasn’t his mother. He also didn’t know then that this woman would become the only woman he would ever sleep with. In her bedroom, Luna lounged with confidence, topless, showing off her small breasts and
Read moreAn SPH Experience by jayy7557. I’d always considered myself reasonably well-endowed. Not porn-star huge, obviously, but comfortably average. Maybe slightly above. When you’re twenty-two and sending dick pics to every girl who gives you her number, you convince yourself of certain things. You angle the camera right, you get the lighting decent, you push your hips forward a little, and suddenly five and a half inches looks like seven. The internet says women can’t tell the difference anyway. The internet
Read moreAn SPH Confession by George. I still cringe when I think about that work trip. Not because of the training itself—that was fine, boring but fine—but because of what happened in that godforsaken toilet cubicle. The one with the dodgy lock. The one that’s probably still there, waiting to ambush some other unsuspecting employee with a face full of their manager’s genitals. The facility was one of those corporate training centers that’s been around since the eighties and hasn’t been
Read moreA Fictional Story by Shadykingcolor. My heart was pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat. Here we were on the nude beach of Gran Canaria. My wife in a lacy one-piece, and me in my birthday suit and a chastity cage. “Are we actually doing this?” I asked her. “What do you mean? What’s wrong?” Kimberly looked over, one eyebrow raised. “You look anxious.” “Well, that’s because I am!” “Why? It was on your bucket list after
Read moreA Fictional Story by WeeBlueCloud. For Mistress Katie The bell on the door jingled as he pushed it open and stepped inside from the street. The shrill noise cut through the quiet. He immediately felt self-conscious of the attention on him, as the obtrusive sound announced his arrival in the waxing salon. There were only two other customers, both women, waiting in the reception area. The girl at the desk smiled at him. But despite her welcoming beam, having these
Read moreA Gay Fictional Story by HarryWrites. Insecurity, it’s a funny little thing. By all means, this story will be bizarre but not unheard of, or perhaps it will be normal. Whatever the case, this is just me letting my thoughts out and saying my truth, so to speak. My boyfriend and I have been together for coming up on three years, and never in my life have I felt more loved and accepted. It’s interesting that when you live a
Read moreAn SPH Experience by MapOk1215. I woke up that morning with my cock so hard it ached—a proper, straining, pulse-beating erection that had apparently arrived sometime in the night and refused to leave. I was at her place, had been since the engagement. One month into it, and I still couldn’t quite believe she’d said yes. Couldn’t quite believe I got to wake up next to her, in her bed, in her house, with her warmth still lingering on the
Read moreAn SPH Experience by Confident_Fix_2930. It was a Sunday morning—technically, if you want to get precise about it, it was 10:47 AM, because I’d been staring at the ceiling for exactly forty-three minutes trying to convince myself that getting up was worth the effort. Spoiler: it wasn’t. My roommate—let’s just call her her, because using her name feels like it would somehow make this whole thing more real than I’m ready for—was in her room, doing whatever it is she
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