By SmutWriterAI. Read Part One Here Read Part TWO Here ***** Part 3… A week dragged by in a haze of frustration and shame, my balls still aching from Tina’s nails, that weak dribble of cum haunting my every jerk-off attempt. None of them satisfying, just edging me closer to madness without release. Mom finally cornered me one afternoon, her voice firm as she handed me the keys to her old car. “Luke is out of town for
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. The afternoon sun beat down on the street, the air thick with the scent of fresh-cut grass and motor oil. Timmy, walking beside the Brown’s house, noticed their garage door was open, and he could see a pile of dirty clothes sitting near the laundry that they had in there. Now, Timmy had the hots for Mrs. Brown. She was a total MILF, her caramel black skin and big curvy body always turned him on. It
Read moreBy Max Swan. 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. Time
Read moreBy Max Swan. Read Part 1 Here ***** Part 2… The captain’s grip tightens on the dildo, her muscles flexing as she drives it deeper into my ass, forcing the thick shaft past any resistance my body has left. The stretch burns like fire, my tight walls yielding unwillingly to the invasion, every ridge scraping against my insides. I sob quietly, the sound muffled in my throat, tears soaking the bench beneath my head. My asshole clenches around
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 SPHcbtCuckold. The humiliation, embarrassment, and pain were too much to handle. My beautiful BBW wife of 1 year was curled up next to me on the bed, trying to soothe me. My tears were running down my face and streaking through dried-up cum and onto her perfectly tanned breasts while she told me that this was for the best. In time, she said, “You will understand why my useless little balls had to go. It’s not my
Read moreBy Max Swan. I was driving alone down the highway back home, with still 200 miles to go. How did I find myself in this situation, you may ask? I wish I could say it was a holiday or something exciting. Still, an uncle who had lived interstate had passed away, and I had inherited his rather nice car. It was a recent model SUV (Land Rover), my uncle had bought only months before his heart attack took
Read moreBy oggbert77. Read Part 1: The Ruler. Read Part 2: The Shave. Read Part 3: The Bow. Read Part 4: The Lesson 1 ***** Part 5: The Lesson 2… Oops. As the unbearable pleasure of my premature orgasm faded, my two fingers fell softly from my short shaft onto my lap, and my senses began to return to the room slowly. The first thing I noticed was the roar of laughter in my ears, which prompted me to
Read moreBy uppishcarrot. I didn’t plan on it, but my girlfriend, Karen, met my mother a few weeks ago. Nothing is worse than being forced to look at photos from your childhood with your girlfriend and your mother. It was torture, and after the evening was over, Karen’s attitude toward me had turned. In fact, I didn’t hear from her again. I know why, it was the goddamned nude pictures of me. Hell, I was only seven at the
Read moreBy LilDean. Read Part 1 Here Read Part 2 Here Read Part 3 Here Read Part 4 Here Read Part 5 Here ***** Part 6… It clicked then, cold and absolute. The barista yesterday, handing me my coffee – her quick glance downwards, the suppressed twitch of her lips. The neighbor watering her roses, turning away abruptly as I passed, shoulders shaking with silent laughter. Even Mrs. Gable from the library, adjusting her glasses, her gaze lingering a
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