By Litle John. My time had come to retire, my work colleagues where 95% female, as was my manager. Nearing my last day, I was told a surprise for me had been arranged. Naively, I thought some cake and a small gift would do; how wrong I was. I arrived at work as usual. My schedule that day was light; everyone was at their posts, just as it had been for 25 years. The day moved on. Lunch
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. I pushed my cart down the produce aisle, grabbing a bunch of bananas, when I spotted her—Margie Cotton. My ex-girlfriend from a few years ago, looking as pretty and vibrant as ever, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders, those tight jeans hugging her curves just right. It had been over four years since we’d broken up, and my heart slammed in my chest like a drum. Part of me wanted to bolt, pretend I hadn’t
Read moreBy Luv4hotwives. My name is Mason. My girlfriend Haley and I were discussing our upcoming trip. “Why don’t we stay with my friend? We’d save a lot of money. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind.” Haley suggested. My girlfriend was very frugal, so I wasn’t surprised at her suggestion, but I didn’t know who she was talking about. “Which friend?” “Oh, Noah. I’m sure I’ve mentioned him before. I’ve known him forever.” “Yeah, I’ve never met him before,
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] Tyson fidgeted with the edge of his napkin as he waited at the small corner table in the cozy Italian bistro. The soft hum of conversations and clinking glasses filled the air, but his stomach twisted with nerves. He’d agreed to this blind date on Donna and Mike’s insistence, mutual friends who’d sworn it would be a good match. At 22, Tyson wasn’t exactly swimming in dating options, especially not with his secret weighing on him like
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] Read Part One Here ***** Part 2… I lay there for what felt like forever, my chest sticky with that pathetic dribble of cum cooling into a gross film on my skin. The shame burned hotter than the denied ache in my balls, twisting my gut as I replayed Tina’s laugh, her flicking nail on my softening dick. How could my own sister do this to me? Part of me wanted to scream, to hate
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] The steam from the shower still clung to my skin as I stepped out of the bathroom, wrapping a thin towel around my waist. My heart hadn’t quite settled from that awkward moment earlier, bumping into my sister Tina right outside my bedroom door, buck naked after chugging that Pepsi. She’d stared at me, her eyes flicking down for a split second before she muttered about needing to pee and bolted to the living room.
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] I stepped into the day spa, my heart pounding with a mix of nerves and excitement. My friend had raved about the private sauna and Korean body scrub, promising it would be unlike anything else. As a first-timer, I couldn’t resist. The receptionist handed me a key to a private changing cubicle and pointed me toward the sauna area. I slipped into the small room, the air already warm and inviting, and stripped off my
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] The sun had been beating down on the pool at this Greek hotel resort all afternoon, turning the water into a shimmering invitation I couldn’t resist. I dove in stroke after stroke, feeling the cool relief against my skin, until the sky darkened like someone flipped a switch. Wind whipped up suddenly, carrying the first fat drops of rain that splattered across the surface. The lifeguard blew his whistle sharp and urgent, yelling for everyone
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] Timmy Little clutched the slab of beer tightly in his hands as he knocked on the door of the upscale apartment, his heart pounding from the unfamiliar neighborhood. He was just the delivery guy for Susan Yeates’s bachelorette party, a quick drop-off job to earn some extra cash. The door swung open, revealing a room packed with giggling women in tight dresses and heels, the air thick with perfume and the sharp tang of dicktails.
Read moreBy Max Swan. [google-translator] Read Part 1 Here Read Part 2 Here ***** Part 3… The blonde finally eased off, her ass lifting just enough for me to suck in a ragged breath, but the relief is short-lived. She spun around, her eyes locked on mine with that vicious sparkle, and before I could wipe the mess from my face, the captain’s fist was in my hair again, yanking me toward her. “Enough ass play for now, tiny.
Read moreBy Max Swan. I pushed open the door to what I thought was the boys’ changeroom, my heart pounding from the grueling gym class I’d just survived. First week of college, and I was already messing up—new campus, confusing signs. The room smelled like fresh sweat and cheap body spray, lockers lining the walls in neat rows. No one else around, thank god. I was dying to peel off my damp clothes and shower quick before anyone saw
Read moreBy TEEBENZAR. [google-translator] Chapter 1 The sun beat down on my bald head as I stepped off the plane in Munich, the early August heat already intense. As a 50-year-old British man, I was sent on a work trip — a chance to escape the dreary London life and experience the vibrant energy of a new city. I was of average build and height, but my small penis, a mere two inches flaccid and nearly six when erect,
Read moreBy TEEBENZAR. [google-translator] CHAPTER 1 It was early April, and the heat of the Greek sun was a delicious weight on my skin as I sipped my Aperol Spritz. Mark, my husband, was chatting away with Tom, and I was deep in a conspiratorial gaze with Emily, Tom’s wife. We’d only known them a couple of days, but the four of us had instantly clicked, a rare and wonderful thing in your early thirties. It’s only been two
Read moreBy LilDean. [google-translator] Read Part 1 Here Read Part 2 Here Read Part 3 Here ***** Part 4… After Page’s yoga class, my little secret was now known by eight different people: Betty, my best friend, who had started all this and orchestrated every step of my exposure. First came the video call with our friends Kyoko, Page, and Christy, where she made it clear they already knew. Then came the tattoo—“Tiny” above my babydick—done by Kyoko and
Read moreBy Full_Description_441. [google-translator] I have developed a kink in being humiliated for my size. I’m now twenty-two years old. For context, I’m 6’1″ (188 cm) and have a 3-inch hard dick (Gold Member) and 1-inch soft. After being humiliated in the past, I decided to get into some SPH. I searched a couple of local sites and found nothing good. I then came across this great site. It had ones with video chats. I scheduled an appointment and
Read moreBy Max Swan. [google-translator] Richard Rogers sat fuming in the lobby of Solinax Corporation’s beautiful sales and technical center. He owned a large machining company that had recently purchased three heavy-duty lathes from Solinax. The damn salesman who had visited him last month had been convincing, and Richard had thought that he was getting a deal of a lifetime. However, the machines were not worth the paper on which the Solinax contract was printed. In fact, the machines
Read moreBy Anon. [google-translator] Here’s another instance of my experience with SPH from a message parlor/brothel. This is when I started visiting these places. There was this particular instance where it was hitting me that I do have a fetish. I had some drinks in me, and I was going to a shop, when it was quite literally the first couple of times I had been there. I got this lady approximately 28-29ish. Well, we got into the room,
Read moreBy oggbert77. [google-translator] Read Part 1: The Ruler. Read Part 2: The Shave. Read Part 3: The Bow. ***** Part 4: The Lesson Part 1… I watched in anticipation as Mallie and Sophia hooked up Mallie’s laptop to the TV in her room. I eagerly propped myself up a bit in Mallie’s bed, leaning against her spread of pink floral pillows, still completely nude save that hot pink ribbon that had been tied in a bow around my
Read moreBy inthidiouth-jorge. [google-translator] My penis is on the smaller side, on a good day, I’m 3.5” (Gold Member) and not very girthy, but with what I thought was a decent swollen tip. I was hanging out one night with a high school friend who had recently transitioned, let’s call her Lila, and she was known in high school for being very well-endowed. According to rumors from various girlfriends, she had an eight-inch package down there. The rumors were
Read moreBy Characterorder. [google-translator] During my junior year of college, I was enrolled in a course on gender and sexuality studies. It wasn’t my typical class; I was an engineering major, but I needed to take something to fulfill the liberal arts degree requirements. I had hoped for an easy A. Don’t get me wrong, I consider myself a progressive individual. I would comfortably identify as a feminist, but with the rest of my workload, I needed a lighter
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