A Fictional Story by EgonOlsen1925. I was twenty-two, and I was still a virgin. That fact sat on me like a stone. It sat on me in the way that facts about your body sit on you—heavy, immovable, the kind of thing you carry around and try not to think about but that presses into you at every quiet moment. In the shower. In bed at night. In the locker room. On dates, especially on dates, when the conversation is
Read moreA Fictional Story by Outsider1505. “Hi Trinket…” Her voice cuts through the silence of the bedroom as she slips inside, your eyes focused on the floor. You know not to look until she says so, much as a part of you is ever so desperate to gaze upon her beauty once again. But you wait just as you have ever since she told you to come over. That was three hours ago. And you’ve been kneeling on her bedroom floor
Read moreA Fictional Story by PhysicalDot7178. I need to say something before I start. I need to say it because the question I keep asking myself—is she being horrible to me, or am I just lucky she’s honest?—is a question that I already know the answer to, and the answer is both. She is being horrible to me. And I am lucky she’s honest. And the fact that those two things can be true at the same time, that the horribleness
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 moreAn SPH Experience by blkshrimpyy. I’d seen him around campus before—tall, white, that kind of effortless confidence that comes from being good-looking and knowing it. He had a jaw that could cut glass, shoulders wide enough to block a doorway, and a cocky smirk that probably got him whatever he wanted. We’d nodded at each other in passing, never spoken. Until that night. I was sitting in my beat-up Honda Civic, scrolling through my phone, trying to figure out how
Read moreBy Ghirga. I remember the heat that day. Mid-July, the kind of sticky, oppressive humidity that makes your shirt cling to your back before you’ve even walked from the car to the door. The air conditioning in the clinic was cranked so high I could feel the cold biting through my thin cotton pants the second I stepped inside. I was there for a semen analysis. My wife and I had been trying for eight months. Eight months of ovulation
Read moreBy Storywriter123ME. “Ahh, Ohio in Winter,” Barry Harrell crowed condescendingly as he pulled the rental car into a freshly painted parking spot outside the nicer-than-he-expected complex, its walkway looking slick as a fresh coat of snow hid the embankments. He forced a smile at a bundled-up, passing senior couple before rolling his eyes as he turned towards his long-time girlfriend, cracking a smile back at him. “This place sucks,” he grumbled. He and Jessie had been together for four years
Read moreBy 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
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