By 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
Read moreBy Danny M. Lost my clothes, dignity, and girlfriend at a frat party… It was a cold November or December night in late 2000. My girlfriend Nancy and I were both nineteen, college sophomores. The only thing was that we went to different schools. She had just finished pledging her sorority, and we were going to her first party as official Kappas. We arrived at the Frat house together. The place was already pulsing with loud music, laughter,
Read moreBy Probus888. My father, King Oswald IX, son of Oswald VIII, King of Bosworth, Lord of the Riparian Meadows, etc., etc., looked up from his paper-strewn table. Light flooded in from the mullioned windows, illuminating the manuscripts. He held a parchment in his left hand. “Young Osgood. Good to see you. I have been sent a request for you to marry Ellessa, daughter of the Baroness of Alezeur. We have negotiated a very generous bride price and, with
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. Davey, with his muscular physique and confident stride, enters the gym changeroom, a place he knows will offer him both pleasure and pain. He strips down, revealing his well-defined abs and broad shoulders, but as he unfolds his towel, his tiny dick, a source of both shame and excitement, is exposed for all to see. He feigns embarrassment, his face reddening, but inside, he’s thrilled, anticipating the reactions of the men who frequent this space. The
Read moreBy uppishcarrot. Author’s Note: A comic strip inspired this story I read decades ago. Some SPH enthusiasts might remember it. ***** The dream was always the same. Somehow, I found myself alone on a beach, naked with nothing at all to shield my shame. Coarse sand under my feet, the harsh sun burning my skin, the water so clear and so pristine. It always takes a moment for me to put two and two together… I’m back here,
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. Greg wiped the sweat from his brow as he shuffled to the front door, his oversized bathrobe hanging loosely over his obese frame. The doorbell’s chime always made his heart race a little, especially lately. It was delivery day, and that meant seeing Wayne again. The young black man had been dropping off Greg’s groceries for months now, but over the past few weeks, Greg couldn’t shake the feeling that Wayne’s eyes lingered too long on
Read moreBy oggbert77. Read Part 1: The Ruler. Read Part 2: The Shave. Read Part 3: The Bow. Read Part 4: The Lesson 1 Read Part 5: The Lesson 2 ***** Part 6: My New Life… Life has been a whirlwind since that humiliating day with Mallie and Sophia. As promised, they truly did teach me a lesson I could never forget. That crazy evening with them has forever altered the trajectory of my life. The entire friend group
Read moreBy SPHcbtCuckold. The humiliation, embarrassment, and pain were too much to handle. My beautiful BBW wife of 1 year was curled up next to me on the bed, trying to soothe me. My tears were running down my face and streaking through dried-up cum and onto her perfectly tanned breasts while she told me that this was for the best. In time, she said, “You will understand why my useless little balls had to go. It’s not my
Read moreBy Pedro old. My wife and I decided to go into a local town for an evening snack and a drink. We were in the bar, had had a snack and a drink each, and decided to stay and have another drink. I went to the bar, ordered a large Gin & tonic for my wife and a shandy for myself. I took the drinks to the table we were sitting at, then told my wife I needed
Read moreBy Max Swan. I was driving alone down the highway back home, with still 200 miles to go. How did I find myself in this situation, you may ask? I wish I could say it was a holiday or something exciting. Still, an uncle who had lived interstate had passed away, and I had inherited his rather nice car. It was a recent model SUV (Land Rover), my uncle had bought only months before his heart attack took
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