By 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 JamieDuskbane1. [google-translator] Daniel adjusted his glasses, gripping the pool skimmer as if it were a lifeline. Mrs. Carter–Lena, she’d insisted–was one of his mother’s closest friends. Still, since her divorce, she’d become something else entirely: a woman who wore silence like a second skin, who left half-empty wine glasses on the patio table at noon. The job was simple: skim leaves, check the pH levels, vacuum the bottom. Three times a week. Easy money. Yet every time
Read moreBy Vivian. [google-translator] I first met Big Ed, as he liked to call himself, a couple of years ago. He was visiting my local pub with a darts team, and I was in the pub at the time, drinking with my girlfriend Pip. The pub was really busy for a Tuesday night, and we ended up watching the match between my pub team and Big Ed’s team. I noticed as soon as Big Ed got up off his
Read moreBy JustBrowsingThx. [google-translator] Read Part 1 Here. ***** Part 2… Mandy’s slender body rises from the water as Marcus and Jon reach the edge of the river. Her eyes are excitedly flickering between the huge black men, but linger on their thick, slowly growing cocks. Mandy smiles at their involuntary reactions to her tight body. “You two seem kind of excited…” she giggles. “Are you going to join us, or are you worried about the cold water shrinking
Read moreBy Runtz3. [google-translator] Read Part 1 Here. Read Part 2 Here. ***** Part 3… She leaned in closer, her breath warm against my ear. “Then… let’s stop pretending.” She was right — the idea of letting go and embracing this newfound openness was exhilarating. “After all,” she smiled, “what could be more humiliating than having both of our daughters see your tiny, little pee pee get all worked up while watching your hot wife fuck a much bigger
Read moreBy 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 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 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
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