A Fictional Story by Butcher2025. Read Part 1 Here. ***** Part 2… Tim and Melissa are getting ready to head for their getaway to the American Southwest. Will Melissa’s femdom side come back out during this vacation getaway? Her divorced best friend Sammi becomes a prominent part of the game as well. ***** The doorbell rang at exactly 7 PM. Tim wiped his hands on his jeans–he’d been fixing a loose cabinet in the kitchen–and crossed to the front door
Read moreA Fictional SPH Story by Hfkkffkfk. I need to set the scene before I get to the part that actually matters—the part that cracked something open inside me and never quite closed back up. Her name doesn’t matter here. What matters is that she was Vietnamese, adopted and raised by a Rwandese family in Belgium, and she carried herself like she had something to prove to every room she walked into. Petite—barely five-two—but she took up space like she was
Read moreAn SPH Experience by VaderSomething. I’d known I was small for as long as I could remember. Not tiny, exactly—not at first. More like… underwhelming. A disappointment waiting to be measured. But it was on a secluded beach in Greece that the reality of it finally crashed over me, cold and unforgiving. I was working on a Greek island that summer, doing the usual backpacker hospitality circuit. My girlfriend, Kendra, and I had hooked up with another couple through the
Read moreA Fictional SPH Story by ChiveringBeta. I’d been thinking about going for months. Venus Berlin — the big sex and kink convention in Germany. I’d seen videos from past years, read forum posts, scrolled through photos. People walking around in latex, leather, nothing at all. Stall after stall of toys, gear, performances. And the autograph sessions. Rows of pornstars and fan site models sitting behind tables, smiling, posing, signing things for fans. It was the kind of event I’d always
Read moreA Fictional Story by Difficult_Way_1656 I need to say this out loud. Or write it. Or whatever this is. I’ve never told anyone the full story — not the girls, not anyone. But this is where it started. This is where I learned what I am. — Freshman year. I was eighteen. I’d been out for about six months — came out to my mom the summer before college, cried in a Wendy’s parking lot, the whole thing. By the
Read moreAn SPH Experience by TraditionalBackspace. It was Christmas at my aunt’s house, about four years ago. Fifteen or so family members packed into that old colonial, drinking eggnog, eating cookies, pretending to like each other’s gifts. The usual holiday chaos. I’d been dreading it for weeks, not because of the family drama, but because my ex-girlfriend Stephanie was going to be there. We’d broken up about eight months earlier, amicably enough, and somehow stayed friends. She was still close with
Read moreA Fictional Story by Camwhore1. I should start by saying I know how this sounds. I know that what I did was pathetic, invasive, and deeply fucked up. I know that a normal person doesn’t follow another man to his gym, pay for a day pass, and loiter in a locker room just to catch a glimpse of his cock. I know all of that. But normal people don’t have a micropenis. Normal people don’t spend every waking hour of
Read moreA Fictional Story by SecretAvailable4567. It started the way most of my nightmares do — slowly, then all at once. Her name was Noor. She was the first woman who’d ever looked at me like I was worth something. Five foot six, olive skin, dark wavy hair that fell past her shoulders, a laugh that could fill a room. We’d met at a bookstore, of all places. She was browsing the poetry section, I was pretending not to stare at
Read moreAn SPH Experience by Odd_Lifeguard7885. This happened a couple of years ago, but I still replay it in my mind more often than I’d like to admit. One of my good female friends from college, let’s call her Rachel, moved to the same city as me about three years ago. She’d gotten married a year before that to a guy named Tony, and I’d met him a handful of times at weddings and parties. He was always quiet, a little
Read moreA Fictional Story by PattyJune500. Father-Son Hit Nude Beach for Tits, Ass Treat. Barry felt his only son, Benjamin, now age 19, was ready for the treat he and his father had enjoyed immensely 30 years ago — going to the nude beach to spot some cute girls showing their tits, asses, and shaven and trimmed pussies. Father Barry remembered the excitement when he saw the first several naked women cavorting on the beach among so many clothed men, almost
Read moreA Gay SPH Experience by donges69x. I’m thirty-four, a married bear, and my husband and I have always been open about our kinks. We love talking about sex with strangers, comparing notes, sharing fantasies. And for years, we’d been curious about the gay bar on the edge of town—the one with the glory holes in the back, the private rooms, and the reputation for being a place where anything could happen. Last month, we finally worked up the nerve to
Read moreA Fictional Story by Butcher2025. Melissa set her romance book down–dark romance, if she was being honest–and glanced at Tim across the bedroom, scrolling on his phone. Her partner of twenty years. Twenty years of routine. The kids’ practices, school functions, work, occasional date nights, and a sex life that was predictable. Nothing new. The kids were off to college now. The novel she’d been reading was popular, the female lead something of a dominatrix in the bedroom. Nothing like
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 moreAn SPH Experience by MrNathanPride. I met her on a dating app. She was cute—short hair, sharp jawline, a smile that made me want to do stupid things. Her profile said she was trans, and I swiped right without thinking twice. We texted for a week before she invited me over to her place. Her apartment was small but cozy. She had a record player in the corner, a stack of vinyls, and a cat that watched me from the
Read moreA Fictional Story by Whitfrey. Read Part 1 Here. Read Part 2 Here. Read Part 3 Here. **** Part 4… As Sarah was bathing, Whit fumbled in the kitchen trying to find her something to eat. He was able to pull together a nice pasta dish, which he knew she loved, around 4:00 a.m. Sarah summoned him to the bathroom and demanded he dry her from head to toe. Struggling against his new chastity device, he obeyed. He was drying
Read moreA Fictional Story by newpatek09. The sun was brutal that afternoon, cooking the concrete paths between attractions until they shimmered like mirages. I’d been sweating through my swim trunks for hours already, but it had nothing to do with the heat. Everywhere I looked, bikini bottoms rode up between thick cheeks. Girls from my graduating class and strangers alike paraded around in suits that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. I’d been fighting a low-grade chub since we walked through
Read moreAn SPH Experience by Professional_Leg7886 I’m twelve years old, standing under the spray of a lukewarm shower in the camp’s open bathhouse. The room is tiled in pale blue, with eight showerheads jutting out from the walls, no stalls, no curtains—just a big, wet rectangle where a dozen boys rinse off after pool time. The air smells like chlorine and cheap soap. I remember this place from before, two summers ago, when I was ten and everything was just fun
Read moreA Fictional Story by MinimusPuck. James inches his way towards security, his heart pounding. He knows in a matter of moments, his secrets will be revealed to the entire airport. As he peers around, he suddenly feels grateful that she had booked a red-eye for them. Was this even legal? The line is moving fast. Just two ahead of them now. A businessman and an old man who is moving as slow as time. And then them… James attempts a
Read moreA Fictional Story by Ok-Cockroach3010. The pool was cold. That’s the first thing that matters, because the cold made it worse, and “worse” is the word that defines everything that happened afterward. The cold is what took my small dick and made it smaller—shrunk it, pulled it, retracted it into my body like a turtle pulling its head into its shell, except turtles do that for protection and my dick did it for humiliation. The cold is what turned my
Read moreA Fictional Story by olderfella1976. We needed it. God, we needed it. Three weeks of back-to-back deadlines, late nights, microwave dinners, and barely a conversation that wasn’t about logistics—bills, groceries, who’s picking up what. So when my wife suggested we spend a Saturday at the local spa, I said yes before she’d even finished the sentence. She looked incredible walking in. My wife has always been gorgeous—the kind of woman who turns heads without trying. Full breasts that fill a
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