By StraponHubby. Right from our first date, it was apparent that Amy knew what she wanted and focused on getting it. Whether it was professional objectives, fitness goals, or anything else she set her sights on, she would go for it. “I get that from my mom,” she told me while we enjoyed breakfast at a local greasy spoon restaurant. “My mother can be very… determined, let’s say.” Luckily, Amy’s own determination was presently focused on me.
Read moreBy Whiteboiwife. The fluorescent lighting buzzed faintly above as Ryan stepped into the small meeting room, the door clicking shut behind him like a seal of quiet judgment. The air was cool — too cool, brushing lightly against the thin fabric of his green polo. He tugged it down self-consciously, his fingers grazing the curve of his belt buckle, then looked around. The chairs were set in a semi-circle, facing a small folding table with a projector sitting
Read moreBy LilDean. “That squeaky hinge,” Brooke groaned, tossing her towel onto a plastic chair. “Seriously, Matis? Oil that thing already.” She ran fingers through her buzzed green hair, grinning as the metal gate screeched again behind Kimmy. I tried focusing on the lemonade pitcher sweating onto the patio table. Really tried. But Brooke’s bare feet fascinated me—long toes with chipped turquoise polish, the high arches flexing against sun-warmed concrete as she stretched her lean frame. Her neon-green bikini
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. Amy pushed open the door to the tiny ladies’ room, the door clicking shut behind her in the cramped space. The restaurant’s Mom-and-Pop vibe meant no frills: just a sink, a mirror, and the toilet squeezed against the wall. She locked the door, her short skirt riding up her thighs as she hiked it higher. Her fingers hooked the thin strap of her thong, yanking it aside to expose her shaved pussy. She lowered herself onto
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. I stepped into the day spa, my heart pounding with a mix of nerves and excitement. My friend had raved about the private sauna and Korean body scrub, promising it would be unlike anything else. As a first-timer, I couldn’t resist. The receptionist handed me a key to a private changing cubicle and pointed me toward the sauna area. I slipped into the small room, the air already warm and inviting, and stripped off my clothes.
Read moreBy charmer949. A video infomercial was playing on a large screen as meeting participants arrived. A large printed warning label filled the bottom third of the screen. WARNING: The following commercial contains sexually explicit language! Anyone under 18 should leave the meeting area immediately. On screen, a tall, thin, gorgeous brunet woman opened the infomercial with these questions: *Have you always been unable to properly penetrate your partner, no matter how much Viagra you’ve ingested? *Have you
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. The hot water from the shower had barely rinsed off the chlorine when I stepped out, the steam still clinging to the tiled walls of the empty changing room. It was late, the pool was nearly closed, and the place felt deserted. I glanced around, but no one was in sight. For once, I didn’t bother wrapping the towel around my waist. Why hide? My heart gave a little flutter of relief as I stood there,
Read moreBy TJA. Long before I met Sarah, I was at University in Brighton. Our paths may have crossed many times without even realising it, but alas, I had to wait to meet the love of my life. Anyway, for me, also a late bloomer, I was still a virgin at 18. I was always worried about my penis size because, although a very respectable size when hard, I was only about two inches when flaccid. So I
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. The sun had been beating down on the pool at this Greek hotel resort all afternoon, turning the water into a shimmering invitation I couldn’t resist. I dove in stroke after stroke, feeling the cool relief against my skin, until the sky darkened like someone flipped a switch. Wind whipped up suddenly, carrying the first fat drops of rain that splattered across the surface. The lifeguard blew his whistle sharp and urgent, yelling for everyone to
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. The dinner at my new girlfriend’s old house had hit me hard. My stomach churned like a storm, and I bolted for the bathroom upstairs, the creaky wooden floors groaning under my 245 pounds. The place was a relic—peeling wallpaper, a tub that looked as if it hadn’t been scrubbed since the 1970s. I slammed the door and twisted the lock, but it felt loose, like it might give way with a strong push. No time
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