SPH-THEMED EROTICA STORIES

By carlyle2. [google-translator] Sitting on the couch in the waiting room, Mike fidgeted while glancing from his phone screen to the receptionist’s face. He’d been to this dermatologist before for a rash on his hand, so he knew Issa from his previous visits. She was tall-ish and cute in a way that screamed to him a country girl who’d just arrived from the farm, and she also spoke with a nice southern accent that he found very cute. It didn’t

By kw529. [google-translator] Andi (F18) turned left into the neighborhood, took the next right, and then pulled into the third driveway on the right, Harold’s driveway. Harold (M18) was inside. It was about 4:45 pm, Friday night, and they had a date for a 5:30 pm movie. Well, ‘date’ was perhaps too strong a word. They were just friends, though. Harold sometimes wished otherwise. But they were close and usually spent time together on the weekends, often at a theater

By Robert_West1138. [google-translator] Day 1 Brady limped into the locker room with a smile on his mud-covered face. His first practice was a success. Coming to Hyacinth State University was the last resort after barely graduating, but it had worked out in his favor. In this small school, he and his 6’4″ lanky frame managed to impress the football team’s head coach and land a spot as a starting wide receiver. There had been some mild animosity from the older

By Small Dave. [google-translator] “Don’t let it worry you, darling. It’s just a nickname. It’s a joke. You know what us girls are like. It’s funny.” Sylvia was dressed in a pink dress that showed her full breasts, no bra, her narrow waist, and her wide hips. She’d curled and dyed her hair and wore a gold necklace and low heels. I was still in my bath towel, unsure about the tight satin shorts and t-shirt she’d chosen for me

By TommyEcko. [google-translator] I first saw her in 12th grade. I was 18, new to town, and didn’t know anyone. It was the first day of school, and I needed to catch my bus for the first time. My parents told me which intersection and gave me a bus number. When I got there, there was a group of teens, so I joined them. After a while, the second group of teens formed across the street. Great, I thought. It’s

By MaryAnne182. [google-translator] I’m a 42-year-old working mother of two kids. My job as a professional masseuse gives me the satisfaction of doing what I love. The place I work at is very high-end, and the customers don’t mind paying the rather high price for a professional massage. Usually, they come in for a back massage or a relaxing pain-relief massage, but we also offer a full body massage. And no, it’s not the kind with happy endings, but it

By Robert_West1138. [google-translator] The open locker room bustled with excitement. Men and women were spread out across the room, all of them affixing wrist tape, or knee pads, or some other colorful piece of clothing, most of it spandex. The troupe of professional wrestlers had all been working as hard as they could around the clock for two years to get their promotion off the ground, and tonight was the biggest night of the year. Thousands of tickets had been

By perfectspecimen. [google-translator] “Clothing optional?” My brother and I had discovered a quiet beach, well off the beaten path. The public one had been so crowded that we decided to pack up our things and move elsewhere. Now we understood why this one was so empty. It was a nude beach! “Do we keep going?” my brother asked, holding back a grin. “I mean, it does say clothing *optional*. We can just keep our suits on.” “Optional or not, I’m

By OopsyDaisyNaked. [google-translator] Peter took a deep breath and took his tray over to an empty table. He had anticipated that this would be the worst part of his first day at a new High School. Junior year and it was like being a freshman all over again. Thanks to his parents cheating on each other and divorcing, he found himself living with his dad and his stepmother, Carol, in a new town and subsequently a new High School. And