By becca20S. Read Jacobson’s Mom Here Jacobson’s Dad Chapters: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 ***** Part 1… I’m going to let you in on a secret. I’m really fucking horny right now. This happens from time to time, and I assume guys go through the same sort of peaks and valleys with their own libidos, but sometimes I get so fixated on the idea of having sex that I literally can’t focus
Read moreBy Little John. Read Part One Here. Read Part Two Here. ***** Part 3… Being in that position, I could feel myself shaking, whether it was the cold from being naked, the humiliation of being in front of everyone, or just the fear of what was about to happen. Being spanked and whipped by two women was bad enough. The thought of three women and two men doing it was terrifying. Amy’s voice broke my thoughts. “Right, all
Read moreBy becca20S. Chapters: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 ***** Part 1… Wow. What a night. I’ll tell you one thing, though: I am exhausted. Even though I slept well on that tiny dorm-room cot last night, the experience was so overwhelming that my body is still recovering physically. And boy, I cannot wait to get home so I can take a long, peaceful, Saturday morning nap in my own bed. But as I shift my car’s
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] 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
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] 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.
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. [google-translator] 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
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. [google-translator] 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
Read moreBy Max Swan. [google-translator] 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
Read moreBy oggbert77. [google-translator] 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
Read moreBy uppishcarrot. [google-translator] 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
Read moreBy LilDean. [google-translator] 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
Read moreBy LilDean. [google-translator] Read Part 1 Here Read Part 2 Here Read Part 3 Here Read Part 4 Here ***** Part 5… After the humiliating experience with Christy, I spent a lot of time jerking off, reading the group chat, with the girls never running out of jokes about my little exploits and pushing me to admit I actually enjoyed it. Chloe and Sandra loved teasing me by pretending they were about to tell Jodie—my little sister and
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
Read moreBy Full_Description_441. [google-translator] I have developed a kink in being humiliated for my size. I’m now twenty-two years old. For context, I’m 6’1″ (188 cm) and have a 3-inch hard dick (Gold Member) and 1-inch soft. After being humiliated in the past, I decided to get into some SPH. I searched a couple of local sites and found nothing good. I then came across this great site. It had ones with video chats. I scheduled an appointment and
Read moreBy LilDean. [google-translator] Read Part 1 Here Read Part 2 Here ***** Part 3… After Kyoko tattooed the word “Tiny” just above my babydick, Betty, my best friend, added Chloe to the group chat, along with Kyoko, Page, Christy, and herself. Chloe, my little sister Jodie’s best friend, was now in on the secret. She had managed to make me cum simply by holding my cock between two of her fingers, and I couldn’t help but wonder what
Read moreBy LilDean. [google-translator] Read Part 1 Here ***** Part 2… After sharing the truth with our friends (Christy, Page, and Kyoko), Betty told me they would help me find my place in this world, ensuring I could fully connect with reality regarding my sissy antics. She held my babydick between her toes as she explained it, knowing perfectly well I wouldn’t say no. I remembered Kyoko’s grin, Page’s giggle, and Christy’s soft sigh as I rubbed my dicklette
Read moreBy LilDean. [google-translator] Betty tossed another pillow at my head. Missed by a mile. “He kept calling me princess,” she groaned, flopping onto my bed. “Like some medieval romance reject.” I watched dust dance in the afternoon light, slicing through my blinds. Her voice always filled the room differently than anyone else’s—like a radio tuned perfectly to a station playing songs only we knew. “He actually wore chainmail?” I asked, tossing the pillow back. It landed softly near
Read moreBy Dannyeight. [google-translator] When I was nineteen and in my last year of sixth form, I dated a pretty, blue-eyed blonde called Claire Carson who was super cute and, I knew, definitely well out of my league. We had been friends for a long time, and I felt that I could trust her, so when she started making advances on me in the back of my Ford Fiesta, I cautiously reciprocated. We were soon snogging fervently, our hands
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