A Fictional Story by Rustyleaks. Luke sat on the edge of the bed, fidgeting nervously as he stared at the bathroom door. Behind it, the muffled sound of running water seemed never-ending. Although it had only been about ten minutes, it felt like an eternity to him since Caitlin had started her shower. He glanced around their bedroom. Her two suitcases were next to the large walk-in closet on the other side of the room. He considered unpacking them for
Read moreA Fictional SPH Story by PussyEater21. Trevor had lived next door to Delia for nearly three years, and in all that time, she’d barely registered his existence. A wave here, a nod there—the kind of polite acknowledgment reserved for furniture that happened to be outside when you checked the mail. He was thirty-two, perpetually single, and spent most evenings in his basement apartment, scrolling through forums where other men like him congregated to share their grievances about women. The bitterness
Read moreA Fictional SPH Story by cock3inch. Veronica, twenty-nine, lay face down on the padded massage table in their spare room, the smell of warm almond oil filling the air. Nolan, thirty-one, stood beside her, slicking his hands. She lived for these nights. The deep pressure, the heat, and especially the filth that fell from his lips while he worked her body. “Hard tonight?” he asked. “Don’t start polite. Tell me what a useless little cock you have before you even
Read moreA Fictional SPH Story by Rustyleaks. “Are you ready, sissy?” Megan jumped excitedly onto the mattress between Tyler’s spread legs, her large double D tits bouncing in her black lace bra. Tyler moaned a weak “yes, Mistress” as she reached her delicate hands forward and caressed his caged cock. He had been locked inside the small pink chastity cage for two weeks. Today marked the halfway point in their yearly Locktober Challenge, which meant he had a 50/50 chance of
Read moreA Fictional SPH Story by IronEagle33. Part 1 Commander Scott Mitchell had achieved what most men only dreamed of. Three missions to the ISS—a scheduled spot on the upcoming Artemis moon landing. At forty-two, he was NASA’s golden boy—square-jawed, physically fit, and universally respected by his peers. None of them knew about the three inches that had ruled his life since high school. — The hookup had been Dr. Kimberly Ashford’s idea. She was the new flight surgeon at Johnson
Read moreA Fictional Story by jennycnnn. The flight was a little over two and a half hours. We were upgraded to first class because the company was paying and spouses had been invited, which meant a real seat and a real lunch instead of a tiny bag of pretzels and a can of mini-coke. I liked the quiet of it. Steve had his laptop open for twenty minutes and then gave up. I had a book in my lap that I
Read moreA Fictional SPH Story by FlaggedRaggoon. “Hey, you,” Helene chirps. She drops down to sit by the water, her bare leg brushing against my shoulder. I’ve got my arms folded at the edge of the pool, chin on my elbows, staring at the club’s entrance. The water feels cool compared to the hot afternoon air, and the place’s not too busy for a Friday. Tourists still haven’t figured out there’s a cozy pool lounge with cheap booze right in the
Read moreA Fictional SPH Story by CuckExtreme99. Nathan stood in front of the bathroom mirror, completely naked, waiting. His wife Brooke sat on the counter behind him, legs crossed, watching his reflection with a lazy, cruel smile. She was already dressed for the evening—a black lace bodysuit that made her tits look incredible, her dark hair pinned up the way her boyfriend liked. “Look at it,” Brooke said, nodding at his crotch. “Honestly, babe. I still can’t believe I married that.”
Read moreA Fictional Story by Sass4bass. I am a 24-year-old guy, fresh out of college, and I have just moved to a new city for my first real office job. I have always been the quiet type, with an average height, a slim build, and a kind of personality that fades into the background. I never had a girlfriend and was still a virgin. When I decided to move here, it finally felt like a chance to start over, but I
Read moreA Fictional Story by Camwhore1. Colin found out on a Tuesday, three hours early from work, standing in his own backyard with his fly already straining. The pickup in the driveway should have been the first clue. The sounds through the cracked bedroom window were the second. He should have turned around. Instead he crept to the gap in the curtains like the coward he was about to discover he was—and saw his wife’s legs in the air, and a
Read moreA Fictional Story by Jane42GG. Prologue If every guy had a nine-inch cock, the world would be a boring place. We need men with small cocks to enjoy the big cocks. It’s that simple. And some men enjoy the humiliation of two women berating them for their small penises. This story explores that idea. Eric is new to our fetish club. Eric has a small penis. He craves small penis humiliation. Gloria is new to the group and is keen
Read moreA Fictional Story by lucy_sometimes. She let out a heavy sigh and gently pushed me aside. “Are you serious?” she said with a frown. “I’m sorry, darling,” I replied, “I can do better.” “There has to be more to life than this,” she almost shouted, scowling, then slumped onto the bed with her back to me. It was a Sunday afternoon. About 10 minutes earlier, she had playfully dragged me up the stairs, indicated that I should lie on the
Read moreA Fictional Story by trinosborne. Read Part 1 Here Read Part 2 Here ***** Part 3… The two weeks since Griffin had last seen Victoria felt like a whirlwind. Following Victoria’s job offer, he promptly marched into his boss’ office at 8:30 the next morning. He felt no need to delay the inevitable, so as soon as the door gently latched behind him, he began the speech he had practiced over the last few days. “I wanted to let you
Read moreA Fictional Story by Wankerino. Part 1… Miss Cynthia Remington reclined in her tall red leather-clad throne. She was a pimp… among other things… and ran a highly immoral prostitution ring… and it paid her very well… Sex sells. It was the way of the world… and her Master understood it better than anyone… She was 45 but looked like she was in her early 20s. She was tall, slim, and white with long blonde hair and piercing green eyes.
Read moreA Fictional Story by PigspigsEverywhere. “I saw you.” “Yeah?” she smiled, sitting propped up on the pillows of our bed. “With him.” “That’s what you wanted, wasn’t it?” she smirked. “His hands….on your skin.” “Mmmm, yeah…he’s got big…strong…hands.” She lay back on the bed I had bought her with a wistful smile of remembrance. “Did, did…” “You know he did. You wanted it….but, baby, shit, I wanted it more.” Her left hand pushed at her own knee, opening her leg.
Read moreA Fictional Story by Anonymous2207. This was my final year of school, and I couldn’t be more excited to head off to college. I was looking forward to being in college next year and going to an Ivy League school. Frankly, it should be a cakewalk. I am head and shoulders above everyone in my class. I am probably more intelligent than all my class combined. Compared to me, they are just a bunch of babbling baboons. Even the teachers
Read moreA Fictional Story by StorieCap. “So… I just have to put my finger in the scanner?” “Yes, sir,” the nurse answered. In the year 2320, the global government is led by an AI. The system determines your life path based on your genetics and accomplishments. At each life milestone, a new part of your path is revealed by the system. At 18, your sexual role is assigned according to this finger scan. You can be between alpha/dominant [Max score of
Read moreA Fictional Story by Shot-Emergency-627. Part One: The Wedding Night I should probably start with the numbers, since that’s what matters here. Three point eight inches. Hard. That’s what I measured on our honeymoon, kneeling on the hotel bed with a ruler I’d stolen from the business center downstairs while my wife was in the bathroom. I held it against myself, pressed the metal edge into the base, and stared at the number like it might change if I looked
Read moreA Fictional Story by Pindickpro. Read Part 1 Here Read Part 2 Here ***** Part 3… Wade sat on the edge of the bed until the voices downstairs softened to murmur, then to silence. The house settled—pipes ticking, wood contracting, the refrigerator humming its single note in the kitchen below. He waited for his father’s heavy footsteps on the stairs, the knock that always came after celebrations, the hand on the shoulder that meant we need to talk man to
Read moreA Fictional Story by andreinamsterdam. Chapter 1 It was not only frustrating but a little humiliating in a way. Flat-sharing had worked well for me for years, but at 32 I was more than ready to be independent. I wanted the freedom to do what I wanted, when I wanted, walk around in my underwear or less if I wanted – basically become an independent guy. I’d been looking around for a place to buy for ages, but the market
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