By eviltwin52. Sometimes events overwhelm us. I know I have experienced a few occasions when I was unable to control the all-consuming urges that led me to do embarrassing things. It was a nice evening. Cindy, Bob, and I had a nice dinner in an expensive restaurant. Bob and Carole are my in-laws. At 50, Bob has lost none of his athletic build. I can’t say he’s handsome, although he does attract attention from the opposite sex. His wife, my
Read moreBy SugarAndSnare. Ethan sat on the edge of his bed, half-heartedly rolling his shoulders back in an attempt to make them seem broader. He had been doing push-ups earlier, hoping the burn in his arms would make him feel stronger, more solid–more like the man he was supposed to be. But the more he tried, the more unnatural it felt. His reflection in the mirror didn’t exude strength or confidence; instead, it showed hesitation, like someone wearing clothes that didn’t
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 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 EricaVale. Cindy let out an exasperated sigh and slammed her phone on the cafe table. The impact shook the two coffee cups. “Be careful,” Jay said. “You’ll crack the screen.” “Ugh,” Cindy said. “I just got another dick pic!” Jay blushed and looked away, caught off guard by the sudden mention of a dick pic. He fiddled with the cardboard collar on his coffee cup and declared, “That shit’s out of control!” He surprised himself with his tone. Cindy
Read moreAn SPH Experience by smallDhubby. We’ve been together for 20 years now, and let’s face it, we’re not spring chickens anymore. Life’s gotten routine—work, kids (who are finally out of the house), and the occasional vanilla sex that feels more like checking a box than lighting a fire. Neither of us has ever been big on experimenting; I’m just a horny old guy pushing 50, always fantasizing about spicing things up, while she’s more demisexual, needing that deep emotional connection
Read moreBy AndyHastings. I told Lori they should come to the office. Our doctor was excellent with fertility cases, and what’s a friend for if not to offer some hope? Lori finished her tests quickly. While we waited for her results, I pushed her to get Jay in for his. She said he was dragging his feet. After a few days, I started wondering if he was scared that the problem might be him. That sort of fear and guilt was
Read moreBy 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 Max Swan 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. I could
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
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