By Outsider1505. [google-translator] “Over my lap. Now!” A shiver runs down your spine as her command echoes out in your ears. Much as you want to beg, to plead, to stall what you know is coming your way, it’s pointless to resist. After all, you brought this on yourself. It hadn’t been intentional, not really. And perhaps, had your beloved Mommy Mistress walked in on you a moment earlier or later, things would have been slightly different for
Read moreBy toosalty. [google-translator] My name is Hitesh. If you do not know it, it can mean ‘one who thinks well of everyone, Lord of goodness,’ in other words, a well-wisher. My wife and I immigrated to Australia and escaped the tiring structure of Indian society only a few years ago, and we are still finding our feet. I have a very good job as an engineer working for a local council; government jobs are the best. As a
Read moreBy _Princess_Jessica_. [google-translator] Jo’s Deal… I started dating Jenny the first semester of college, and was living with her a few months later. She shared a house near campus with three other girls, none of whom seemed to like – or at least respect – me all that much. Things were mostly chill as long as I kept to myself, and on their good side. Jenny was my first ‘real’ gf. I’d dated a couple of other girls
Read moreBy uppishcarrot. [google-translator] Perhaps it was the alcohol, or perhaps it was the little voice in my head, egging me on to ignore common sense, but I found myself completely naked, vulnerable, and exposed in a public place. I was so damned foolish even to put myself in such a position, as I frantically searched for my clothes, all my wife could do was look on and laugh at my pathetic display. She found my predicament utterly hysterical.
Read moreBy RSchwuler. [google-translator] There was no love lost between me and Roger Duffman. In college, we had loathed each other, running in the same circles but rubbing each other the wrong way. We belonged to rival frats, and while I was a co-captain of our soccer team, he had been a star of the rugby union and played club hockey. Unfortunately, he remained a fixture on the periphery of my post-collegiate group of friends, several of whom played
Read moreBy Jake. [google-translator] Read Part 1 Here.Read Part 2 Here.Read Part 3 Here.Read Part 4 Here.Read Part 5 Here.Read Part 6 Here.Read Part 7 Here. ***** Part 8… The draining, hormones, and lotion continued. After about another week, a new problem came up. I’ve always had to push my dick out some when I pee to keep from making a mess. So I didn’t notice at first that it was getting harder each day to push out. Until
Read moreBy Huskers111. [google-translator] First Date… Stephanie, a 25-year-old nurse, and Jeff, a 27-year-old accountant, recently started chatting on a dating website, and they finally made plans to meet up for the first time. After meeting at a local bar at 7:00 p.m. and exchanging the typical awkward first date conversations, Jeff says, “Why don’t we go back to my place and watch a movie?” Stephanie and Jeff had enjoyed a few drinks at the bar, and they were
Read moreBy littlenick. [google-translator] Read The Exhibitionist 1: The Shower Block Here Read The Exhibitionist 2: The Nature Trail Here. ***** The Exhibitionist 3: The Delivery Boy… After my experience on the nature trail, something had changed in me. I no longer felt uncertain about my sexuality. Whilst I didn’t consider myself gay, I knew that no conventional straight experience could ever excite me nearly as much as my last two encounters had. Though they had been relatively tame
Read moreBy lightfuseandrun. [google-translator] The bell chimed to signal the arrival of new customers. Matt’s face went white as he saw Jenny enter the diner, along with four of her friends. She smiled and waved at him as she walked in and took a seat at a booth, the rest of her friends following. Light from the window glinted off something she wore around her neck. Matt gulped. Jenny, Sarah, Maxine, Courtney, and Lexi took seats in a booth
Read moreBy littlenick. [google-translator] Read The Exhibitionist 1: The Shower Block Here ***** The Exhibitionist 2: The Nature Trail… In the days following my experience at the shower block, I kept replaying the events in my mind. The memories brought up a mix of emotions, including humiliation, nervousness (that the pictures might surface somewhere), but most of all excitement. I couldn’t believe how excited the whole ordeal had made me and how aroused I became thinking back on everything.
Read moreBy littlenick. [google-translator] Ever since high school, I’ve fancied myself a bit of an exhibitionist. I’ve always liked the idea of being naked outside in a public place, and the thrill of being seen or caught has always been a massive turn-on for me. Whilst I consider myself straight – I’ve only ever been with girls and have never so much as kissed another guy before – my fantasies always seemed to revolve around other men catching me.
Read moreBy Runtz3. [google-translator] It had been a long day. After work, I ran three hard miles on the treadmill trying to clear my head — but the second I stepped off, sweat-drenched and breathless, I heard her. “Hey, babe,” Jen called out. “I am coming in. I need to get ready,” she said. I pushed up my glasses and stood confused. “Remember? Laura’s divorce party tonight.” I’d forgotten, honestly. Some kind of women-only, low-lit club event. Probably cocktails
Read moreBy oggbert77. [google-translator] Read Part 1: The Ruler. Read Part 2: The Shave. ***** Part 3: The Bow… So there I was, naked as the day I was born, penis the same size as the day I was born, looking as helpless as the day I was born. Wet, exposed, hairless, emasculated, and ogled by the two most beautiful women I had ever met. Laughter rang in my ears. I felt all my blood rush to my face.
Read moreBy Anon900. [google-translator] Liam was a quiet young man with a penchant for graphic tees and a collection of comics that could fill a library. At the tender age of 20, he was still navigating the tumultuous waters of self-esteem, his reflection often taunting him with the reality of his less-than-average endowment. Sandy, his best friend since childhood, was the antithesis of his shy demeanor. She embraced the gothic aesthetic with a fiery passion that could light up
Read moreBy JamieDuskbane1. [google-translator] Harry adjusted the cuff of his shirt, squinting into the golden light spilling through the high windows of the St. Avalon Hotel. Down below, the bustling New York throngs were getting ready for Christmas. Everything in the suite glowed–brass handles, thick cream curtains, even the ridiculously polished marble floor in the bathroom. A classic late 50s look. He had his shirt on and his boxers halfway up when… “Morning, housekeeping!” He turned just as the
Read moreBy JamieDuskbane1. [google-translator] Chapter 1: Small Gains… Sam’s muscles ache, but he’s buzzing–partly from the workout, partly from Jo’s encouraging smiles (not to mention her flowing blonde hair and bouncy ass, which looks amazing in her leggings). She wipes her forehead with the back of her hand and grins at him. “You killed it today. Seriously, your form’s improving.” Sam, avoiding eye contact, starts rubbing his neck. “Uh, thanks. Yeah. I–I guess the squats are less… murderous now.”
Read moreBy JamieDuskbane1. [google-translator] Chapter 1: Smaller Than My Pinkie… Jake had a routine. After every soccer practice, he’d linger–untying his laces slower than necessary, rehydrating like he was prepping for a desert trek, checking his phone like it held state secrets. Anything to buy time. Anything to be the last one in the locker room. Because Jake hated showering with the team. It wasn’t the water pressure (terrible) or the smell of cheap body wash (overpowering). It was
Read moreBy HurricaneThommy. [google-translator] It was well past midnight in the share house. The post-party mess lay strewn across the living room: half-eaten pizza, empty goon sacks, forgotten flip-cups. Most of the guests had stumbled home or passed out, but six remained- five housemates and Sydney. The boys: Josh, Marcus, Leo, Will, and Timmy — all close friends from uni, half-drunk and flopped across couches, beanbags, and the sticky floor. Sydney, perched elegantly on the edge of the coffee
Read moreBy gonedick. [google-translator] My wife Sarah and I moved to Phoenix in June. Nothing could prepare us for just how hot it gets every day. To make things worse, we bought a house without a pool. Looking at maps online, it looks like ours is the only house on the street without a pool. Sarah and I are in our thirties with no kids. My name is Will, by the way. We moved here for her job when
Read moreBy Runtz3. Read Part 1 Here. Read Part 2 Here. Read Part 3 Here. ***** Part 4… “Heading out!” Hope’s voice rang throughout the bedroom, echoing off the walls, but her excitement and energy were not reciprocated. Charity and I slept for a couple more hours, then lay in bed talking. The girls should be back around three o’clock, so Charity’s friend was going to come over at 2:00 to give us plenty of time to get ready.
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