By oggbert77. [google-translator] Mallie and I had been best friends since we were kids. She lived right down the street from me growing up. I never got along as well with boys as I did with girls, and in Middle School, Mallie and I became inseparable. We did everything together. We had the same schedule at school; we would walk home together. Sometimes, we would hang out at hers for a bit, and sometimes at mine. We were
Read moreBy LucyBottoms. [google-translator] The year is 2034, and the BNWO is in effect. African Penis Wrestling is a popular exhibition sport that whitebois are allowed to participate in with their darker, stronger betters. Big Dick’s Gym on Martin Luther & Grand was a real gym, not a fancy treadmill-and-bicycle spa. It smelled of Lysol and balls, hairy, sweaty, balls. And dongs, combat dongs, ’cause it was a training mecca for African Penis Wrestling. I love African Penis Wrestling,
Read moreBy Freedfor. [google-translator] We enter the airplane and move towards the back, slowly finding our seats. My boyfriend Jax booked these seats, tucked away in the back corner. We’re on our way to the Cayman Islands for our first vacation together. Our relationship is still fairly new; having spent the last six months together has been incredible. He makes me feel free to be my true self. We get ourselves situated, and when I sit down, I immediately
Read moreBy LilDean. [google-translator] The afternoon sun cast a warm glow over the schoolyard as the final bell rang out, sending a flock of students scattering like a swarm of disturbed bees. Two 18-year-old figures emerged from the bustling crowd: Fanny, with her auburn hair tied back in a neat ponytail, and her best friend, Gabi, whose laughter was as infectious as the latest pop song. They wove their way through the sea of backpacks and chatter, their conversation
Read moreBy Whiteboiwife. [google-translator] The scent of sweat, cologne, and paint thinner lingered in the wide, sun-drenched art studio. The tables had been cleared, the lights were set up, and a large white backdrop was stretched against one wall. It was quiet, save for the occasional shutter click and the soft hum of the space heater — someone had insisted the players not “catch cold” in their minimal clothing. Kennedy adjusted the waistband of his white compression shorts, the
Read moreBy Litfan2016. [google-translator] Blog Entry – 5/15 Not much new, as usual. Working from home in the Post-Covid World has its benefits, but one of the drawbacks is you’re stuck home alone in your apartment all day. Well, if you are single and unable to meet anyone like yours truly. I did hear through the laundry room grapevine that they finally rented the place across the hall, so at least I’ll have the excitement of watching them move
Read moreBy Lil_D_33. [google-translator] My ex-coworker I have mentioned before, knows I have an itty bitty baby dick, her words, not mine. She lets me know she’s thinking about it in that moment, by mentioning tiny things, or makes jokes about how things are hard sometimes, or it will get better hopefully, just smart ass remarks about any topic that could have multiple meanings. She often does it in front of her boyfriend, who is also an ex-coworker and
Read moreBy zafar. [google-translator] In my 20s, I used to visit adult shops frequently. I didn’t buy much, just used to go in and have a look at all the hardcore images plastered everywhere. When my wife started complaining, my dick wasn’t doing much for her (three inches). She wanted a bit more girth and depth, and she wanted to try out a penis extender. I decided to pop into a sex/adult shop to see if I could get
Read moreBy Smallever. [google-translator] “Hey, Victor,” Amy called out from the other side of the office, her voice as warm as the afternoon sun peeking through the blinds. Victor looked up from his computer screen, his eyes momentarily glazed over from the spreadsheet he’d been staring at for hours. “You got a minute?” He nodded, swiveling his chair around to face her. “What’s up?” Amy approached with a spring in her step, her professional attire hugging her figure in
Read moreBy Disastrous-Space-91. [google-translator] This is a story told to me by a friend who is 35 years old and is a reasonably successful guy. He is also your stereotypical small penis underdeveloped beta male. His name is Nick. I’m giving the real name because there’s no way to trace this back to him. The context is that he has a stepfather, let’s call him Bob, because I won’t use his real name, who is a very, very domineering
Read moreBy AlexisVane. [google-translator] I’d signed up thinking it would be chill. Some extra credit, maybe a free snack at the end. The flyer said: “Seeking male volunteers for Kinesthetic Art & Bondage Form Lab — Clothing optional (but modesty respected). No experience necessary.” So, naturally, I assumed I’d be standing there while a bunch of girls tied knots on my arms or whatever. They promised I could keep my underwear on. What didn’t they mention? That I’d be
Read moreBy Davdar192. [google-translator] I’m Darren, 31, Gay and single at the moment. I am 6’3″ and slim, slightly muscular, some would say I have a swimmer’s body. I work in a large company and manage a team of salesmen; they’re all very confident and cocky, so I have to lead them with a firm hand. I’m not there to make friends, so it doesn’t bother me that they dislike me. Scott and Jim are both extremely confident, all
Read moreBy smallsticker. [google-translator] The kick drum was a straightforward four on the floor. A scent of perfume and pheromones intertwined with rich, cold oxygen pushed into my lungs. Black light outlined the club with neon accents. Multi-colored lasers danced to the rhythm around me. A barrage of melancholic 90s industrial sounds attacked the room. She strutted one foot in front of the other. The black leather platforms consumed the hints of neon as her heel drove into the stage. The
Read moreBy uppishcarrot. [google-translator] Nervously, I peered through the curtain, just to see exactly what was in store for me. My heart skipped a beat as I gazed over the auditorium. It was a packed house. Not an empty chair in sight. Almost thirty women sat, waiting patiently, engaging in idle chit chat with each other. It was clear to me that some had no idea what to expect, others had an inkling, and some knew exactly what Beth
Read moreBy AlexisVane. [google-translator] I wasn’t trying to be weird. I just didn’t want to walk all the way back up three floors in wet underwear. It was past midnight, the laundry room was empty, and the basement hallway lights had already dimmed into that flickering half-dead buzz that always made the whole floor feel abandoned. I figured I’d do it fast: grab the warm stuff from the dryer, toss my wet boxers in the basket, and pull on a clean
Read moreBy Richard_Gilliam. [google-translator] I’m screwed. I was so fucking cocky I made a bet thinking there was no way I would lose. And what happened, I lost. Now my male colleagues and I are going to have to pay up. My name is Richard (Rich) Gilliam, and I’ve been the best salesperson in our region for several years. I’ve had a long history of winning. I am a winner. Or should I say, I was a winner. I graduated at
Read moreBy Richard_Gilliam. [google-translator] I’m in big trouble, and I’d better think quick or my marriage could be over. My name is Rich and I am 45 years old. I am married to a wonderful woman named Kimberly, who is 42. This is a first marriage for me, but a second marriage for her. Kimberly is stunningly beautiful. She has a perfect body, a gorgeous face, and long blonde hair. I can’t believe she actually agreed to marry me. I’m okay
Read moreBy AlexisVane. [google-translator] I wasn’t even nervous at first. It was just a student wellness program — they sent out emails about it every two weeks. Free 30-minute massages, sign up online. I figured, why not? Midterms were frying my brain, and the signup sheet still had open slots. I didn’t think it’d be weird. The room was warm, with dim yellow light, plants in the corners, and a white noise machine in the background. The table in the center
Read moreBy Unknown (Name not given). [google-translator] “Mike, I need you to come with me to school tonight,” Kateryn announced as she placed a handful of envelopes on the dinner table. Her eyes were fixed on him, a seriousness in them that was rare during their casual weekday dinners. Mike’s fork hovered mid-air, a mouthful of pasta caught between his teeth. “What for?” he asked, his voice a tad too high. “It’s a very special sex education class,” Kateryn replied, her
Read moreBy PercivalPetchell. [google-translator] Read Part 1 Here. ***** Part 2… Oh Fuck! This felt so good, she knew she was acting like a cheap whore but just didn’t care, here she was bent over some grubby refuse bins around the back of the hotel, being rammed hard by a big-dicked Spanish waiter who must do this type of thing every damn week. But God! it felt so dirty, screwing another man knowing it was just a liberating sexual act with
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