By Forthefunofit. [google-translator] Read Part 1 Here Read Part 2 Here Read Part 3 Here ***** Part 4… As soon as the door closed, I spoke up, “You’re not seriously considering asking him to give you an orgasm, are you?” “Spare me your mock indignation, John. We both know that without that little thing on your penis, you would be hard as a rock right now.” She was right about the hard cock. My cock was currently swollen
Read moreBy _Princess_Jessica_. [google-translator] Jo’s Deal… I started dating Jenny the first semester of college, and was living with her a few months later. She shared a house near campus with three other girls, none of whom seemed to like – or at least respect – me all that much. Things were mostly chill as long as I kept to myself, and on their good side. Jenny was my first ‘real’ gf. I’d dated a couple of other girls
Read moreBy uppishcarrot. [google-translator] Perhaps it was the alcohol, or perhaps it was the little voice in my head, egging me on to ignore common sense, but I found myself completely naked, vulnerable, and exposed in a public place. I was so damned foolish even to put myself in such a position, as I frantically searched for my clothes, all my wife could do was look on and laugh at my pathetic display. She found my predicament utterly hysterical.
Read moreBy Jake. [google-translator] Read Part 1 Here.Read Part 2 Here.Read Part 3 Here.Read Part 4 Here.Read Part 5 Here.Read Part 6 Here.Read Part 7 Here. ***** Part 8… The draining, hormones, and lotion continued. After about another week, a new problem came up. I’ve always had to push my dick out some when I pee to keep from making a mess. So I didn’t notice at first that it was getting harder each day to push out. Until
Read moreBy Huskers111. [google-translator] First Date… Stephanie, a 25-year-old nurse, and Jeff, a 27-year-old accountant, recently started chatting on a dating website, and they finally made plans to meet up for the first time. After meeting at a local bar at 7:00 p.m. and exchanging the typical awkward first date conversations, Jeff says, “Why don’t we go back to my place and watch a movie?” Stephanie and Jeff had enjoyed a few drinks at the bar, and they were
Read moreBy lightfuseandrun. [google-translator] The bell chimed to signal the arrival of new customers. Matt’s face went white as he saw Jenny enter the diner, along with four of her friends. She smiled and waved at him as she walked in and took a seat at a booth, the rest of her friends following. Light from the window glinted off something she wore around her neck. Matt gulped. Jenny, Sarah, Maxine, Courtney, and Lexi took seats in a booth
Read moreBy Runtz3. [google-translator] It had been a long day. After work, I ran three hard miles on the treadmill trying to clear my head — but the second I stepped off, sweat-drenched and breathless, I heard her. “Hey, babe,” Jen called out. “I am coming in. I need to get ready,” she said. I pushed up my glasses and stood confused. “Remember? Laura’s divorce party tonight.” I’d forgotten, honestly. Some kind of women-only, low-lit club event. Probably cocktails
Read moreBy atlflirt. [google-translator] The days following that roadside encounter were a whirlwind of emotion. Sleepless nights where the mind replays moments, overanalyzing each word, each touch, searching for signs. I’d let my guard down, let Shelley back into the most intimate parts of my heart, but the weight of betrayal made it hard to breathe, hard to think. Leaving Shelley felt like the only option; a desperate attempt to reclaim the remnants of my dignity and peace. Packing
Read moreBy oggbert77. [google-translator] Read Part 1: The Ruler. Read Part 2: The Shave. ***** Part 3: The Bow… So there I was, naked as the day I was born, penis the same size as the day I was born, looking as helpless as the day I was born. Wet, exposed, hairless, emasculated, and ogled by the two most beautiful women I had ever met. Laughter rang in my ears. I felt all my blood rush to my face.
Read moreBy Anon900. [google-translator] Liam was a quiet young man with a penchant for graphic tees and a collection of comics that could fill a library. At the tender age of 20, he was still navigating the tumultuous waters of self-esteem, his reflection often taunting him with the reality of his less-than-average endowment. Sandy, his best friend since childhood, was the antithesis of his shy demeanor. She embraced the gothic aesthetic with a fiery passion that could light up
Read moreBy RSchwuler. [google-translator] Read Part 1 Here. Read Part 2 Here. ***** Part 3… For the next week, I refrained from jacking off and stayed away from Wolcott’s window. I put myself through some intense workouts at the gym, training with a particularly athletic friend of mine. He even had me spar in boxing gloves with him. I felt keyed up and strong. I was sweating testosterone. I was just as horny as I’d been the past few
Read moreBy JamieDuskbane1. [google-translator] Harry adjusted the cuff of his shirt, squinting into the golden light spilling through the high windows of the St. Avalon Hotel. Down below, the bustling New York throngs were getting ready for Christmas. Everything in the suite glowed–brass handles, thick cream curtains, even the ridiculously polished marble floor in the bathroom. A classic late 50s look. He had his shirt on and his boxers halfway up when… “Morning, housekeeping!” He turned just as the
Read moreBy JamieDuskbane1. [google-translator] Chapter 1: Small Gains… Sam’s muscles ache, but he’s buzzing–partly from the workout, partly from Jo’s encouraging smiles (not to mention her flowing blonde hair and bouncy ass, which looks amazing in her leggings). She wipes her forehead with the back of her hand and grins at him. “You killed it today. Seriously, your form’s improving.” Sam, avoiding eye contact, starts rubbing his neck. “Uh, thanks. Yeah. I–I guess the squats are less… murderous now.”
Read moreBy RSchwuler. [google-translator] Read Part 1 Here ***** Part 2… I left the window, where just inside Hugh Wolcott, the hateful old boogeyman of our neighborhood, continued to wobble his hips around and stew his cock in the guts of the former star quarterback Bruce Mitchell. The sight of the massive jock letting himself get roughly butt-fucked by the short old bastard had been outrageous to me, hideous, but mesmerizing. The wretched spectacle of it had inflamed me
Read moreBy RSchwuler. [google-translator] To say that Bruce Mitchell had been my childhood hero would not have been an overstatement. He was eight years older than me, and we grew up just a few houses down from each other on the same street. All of us neighborhood kids looked up to him. He had been the star quarterback of our high school’s football team and had gone on to play successfully in the Big Ten. He was lantern-jawed and
Read moreBy Forthefunofit. [google-translator] Read Part 1 Here Read Part 2 Here ***** Part 3… On the way to the car, we had to stop to tell Butch’s friends that he would be riding home with us. “Hey guys. You remember Needle dick from high school?” Butch said as we approached. There were three of them. All three of them had tormented me along with Butch back in high school. Tim Matthis, who had thrown me out of the
Read moreBy gonedick. [google-translator] My wife Sarah and I moved to Phoenix in June. Nothing could prepare us for just how hot it gets every day. To make things worse, we bought a house without a pool. Looking at maps online, it looks like ours is the only house on the street without a pool. Sarah and I are in our thirties with no kids. My name is Will, by the way. We moved here for her job when
Read moreBy Whiteboiwife. [google-translator] The classroom was empty when Thomas stepped inside. He lingered by the doorway for a moment, his eyes scanning the space. Rows of black-topped lab stations filled the room, each one marked with gas valves and rusted faucets, worn by years of student use. Though the hardware was modern–digital thermometers, microscope docks, updated safety gear–the old bones of the building were still there in the arched windows, high plaster ceilings, and crown molding that curled
Read moreBy Runtz3. Read Part 1 Here. Read Part 2 Here. Read Part 3 Here. ***** Part 4… “Heading out!” Hope’s voice rang throughout the bedroom, echoing off the walls, but her excitement and energy were not reciprocated. Charity and I slept for a couple more hours, then lay in bed talking. The girls should be back around three o’clock, so Charity’s friend was going to come over at 2:00 to give us plenty of time to get ready.
Read moreBy oggbert77. [google-translator] Read Part 1: The Ruler. ***** Part 2: The Shave… After “The Ruler” incident, Mallie and I’s relationship changed quite a bit. We already had a weirdly platonic yet intimate relationship for a straight girl and guy. Still, ever since that embarrassing confrontation, she started to treat me more and more like one of her girlfriends. She would gossip even more about her and her friends’ drama, love lives, and even stuff like clothes and
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