A Fictional Story by Quietoldie. My wife Jane is a stunner. I met her shortly after her first marriage ended. We met at a party at a mutual friend’s house. I was immediately drawn to her beauty and effervescent personality, even though she was sitting very close to another man. They were clearly an item, although neither was wearing a wedding ring. He kept touching her leg as they talked. I was captivated by her looks. She was showing a
Read moreA Fictional Story by kleincox. -1- A couple of months ago, my wife invited her sister over one Saturday morning to do some scrapbooking. My wife recommended that I work in the yard so they could have some privacy. Yard work is one of my least favorite ways to spend a Saturday morning, but it did need some attention, and I was not in the mood to deal with my sister-in-law’s criticism. We had never really gotten along, and she
Read moreA Fictional Story by Runtz4. Growing up with sisters, you learn to deal with certain things as a boy. As the most shared space and the one where the most private matters occur, the bathroom creates a significant arena of tension among siblings. You learn to live with hair all over the place, with products crowding the sink. And what seemed like an ever-growing assortment of shampoos, conditioners, and cleansers in the shower. Here’s what I know: girls use a
Read moreA Fictional Story by MaraJones95. I woke up to the sound of a moving truck backing into my neighbor’s driveway. I’d fallen asleep on the couch again, cold pizza and a half-drunken beer on the table in front of me. Wiping the sleep from my eyes, I walked to the window and peered through the curtains to catch a glimpse of my new neighbor. She was a little taller than average, with straight blonde hair that was brown at its
Read moreA Fictional Story by MileBiGuy. Most of this is true, and closely based on real experiences I shared with a girl I once dated. We’d been fucking for a good 15 minutes or so, and it… just wasn’t working. I was having trouble feeling much sensation because my hard cock felt like it was just floating in warm butter. Nice, but not enough. Even Stephanie flexing her Kegel-enhanced pelvic muscles wasn’t making a difference. And I could see the frustration
Read moreA Fictional Story by Gooner25. The morning after Kayla asked me point-blank if I was a virgin, I couldn’t look either of them in the eye. I busied myself with cereal, crunching loud enough to drown out the memory of her words. But my dick twitched under the counter every time I replayed it—the casual way she’d said it, like she already knew the answer. Like she’d already seen enough. Will clapped me on the shoulder again as he passed
Read moreA Fictional Story by WashingtonFan. In the basement fellowship hall of Grace Community Church, twenty college-aged women sat in a semicircle of folding chairs, their conversations dropping to whispers as the door opened. Mia stood at the front. At twenty-six, she was the leader of the ladies’ fellowship, a role she took seriously with the confidence of a woman whose perfect body had already secured the kind of marriage these younger girls could only dream of. Her husband David was
Read moreA Fictional Story by Snailbone. Being one of the few trans girls in my college definitely put some eyes on me. At first, it was scary, but after a while I grew to appreciate the attention. It was nice knowing that some people found me sexy even if I didn’t 100% pass or anything. One of those people was a girl named May, who I immediately fell head over heels in love with after the first meeting. May was a
Read moreA Fictional Story by MinimusPuck. Read Part 1 Here ***** Part 2… ‘Time for your enema!’ was the last thing he remembered hearing. Well… not the last thing. It was given, and not gently by the Latina nurse who seemed of such a sweet disposition. But like everything here, it was a trap meant to devalue him. After he had been “cleared,” he was sprayed clean with ice cold water from a firehose by the nurse. ‘Where is it now?
Read moreA Fictional Story by MHMacdonald. Whip Mistress Lara chuckled to herself initially, before studying the naked and lean Kajirus kneeling in the nadu position. Totally obedient and docile, made an example of by her employer, the Lady Fiona of Ar, the fallen Cosian had become a figure of ridicule and verbal mockery for all upon Lady Fiona’s estate. His body and loins were smoothly shaven. His dirty blond hair was shaved to a stubble. Neither his metal collar nor the
Read moreBy Inted404. “So you got into a fight, huh, you rough guy? Let’s see how you’re doing now…” I was sitting on the stretcher, with the doctor in front of me. I wasn’t wearing a shirt or shoes, but I still had my pants on. My mother was sitting behind the doctor. She wore a very short skirt and no stockings. She looked like a typical successful executive, with her hair tied back in a ponytail and a tight white
Read moreBy SmallPPGuy. Read Part 1 Here. ***** Part 2… The staff lounge door clicked shut, sealing Phil in a silence that felt louder than any noise. Ms. Vance didn’t sit down. She stood over him, arms crossed, studying him with the detached focus of a predator sizing up prey. Phil’s hands instinctively moved toward his lap, but she stopped him with a single sharp word. “Don’t.” His hands froze mid-air, then fell to his sides. The cage felt heavier now,
Read moreBy Kellion. “What are your plans for the day since you have Monday off?” I was asking as I entered the kitchen, getting ready to leave for work, and stopped dead in my tracks. My wife was bent over, rearranging the items under the sink. My eyes took in the sight of her ass, wide, full, and round, covered in her shortest denim shorts. “Take a picture, it will last longer.” She said, giving a little wiggle before standing up
Read moreBy MinimumSiz3. On the last night of our trip, we decided to make it memorable. Leanne and I had spent the week lounging by the infinity pool, ordering piña coladas from the swim-up bar, and fucking in our bungalow with the curtains wide open—though “fucking” was generous, more like her riding my face. At the same time, I jerked off into a towel. We met Jackie and Tom from Chicago, and Jessica and Mark from Austin. All in our late
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 Undersized_Eggplant. My wife, Melinda, and I have been married for five years now, and from the start, she’s had this playful obsession with my little dick. It’s barely three inches hard—thin, stubby, the kind that disappears into my hand when I try to stroke it. I knew it was small when we met, but she confirmed it on our first night together, giggling as she wrapped her fingers around it and said, “Aw, it’s so cute
Read moreBy baudylaire. My partner and I had been together for around eight years, and it was fair to say that the relationship had proved chaotic. When we first got together, there was the usual spark and excitement that comes with discovering someone new, and I can remember taking her over my knee a few times as I delivered a spanking to her white, creamy buttocks. It was so amazing to me that she had really pale skin but an extremely
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 moreBy Pindickpro. Read Part 1 Here ***** Part 2… Wade sits frozen behind the wheel, both hands gripping the edge of the seat. His clothes feel wrong against his skin, like they belong to someone else. The plastic ID lies face up in his lap, the government seals bright beneath the sterile lights of the garage. He stares at his classification card until the letters blur. Beta-S. Not Alpha. His breath catches. A small sound escapes him first, something weak
Read moreBy RabbleLaid. “Fuck,” said Naomi softly, staring down at the phone I had just passed into her hands. Maybe it wasn’t fair to ambush her with this right after she got home from work, but, considering what my friend had sent me, I actually thought I had shown admirable restraint by not calling her at work and hashing it out right then and there. She set the phone down immediately and rubbed the heels of her hands into her eyes.
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