A Fictional Story by MinimusPuck. Friday… With his wife out of town on business for the weekend, it was the perfect opportunity, and Andrew knew it. He hadn’t done it often, only a handful of times, but even though he couldn’t, the thought of it was almost always on his mind. But he knew it was simply too great a risk ever to take so wantonly. Wearing panties always felt like committing a crime, and the scene had to be
Read moreAn SPH Experience by Spenhu. We’ve been doing this for a while now—writing together, I mean. Hotpast stories. SPH stories. Posting them on Literotica under a shared account that only we know about. It actually started as her idea. She’d been reading my browser history one night—not snooping, we have an open policy about that kind of thing—and found the folders. The saved forum posts. The measurement comparison sites. The stories about wives telling their husbands they’d had bigger. The
Read moreA Fictional Story by Tonyhammer5450. Tom and Stacy were in their late fifties, a solidly conservative Midwestern couple who’d been married thirty years. Both carried extra weight. Stacy’s body was soft and heavy, dominated by enormous, pendulous breasts and a massive, wide ass that jiggled with every step. Tom’s gut hung over a pubic mound so thick that his penis, when soft, simply vanished into the fat. Basically, he had an innie. When he managed an erection, it reached a
Read moreA Fictional Story by charmer949. HOW IT BEGAN “We need to talk. We can’t keep fucking like this. I have a very small vagina, and your dick is shredding me inside. It hurts.” “Well, it’s not like I’m big; I’m only five inches hard.” “Why do guys always know their dick size?” “We measure it; it’s a lifelong competition.” “If you want to compete for me, you’re gonna have to make your dick smaller.” “How about I just enter the
Read moreA Fictional Story by Camwhore1. Chapter One: The Arrival Tom stood at the front door, shifting his weight from foot to foot as he watched the old pickup truck pull into the driveway. His wife Claire stood beside him, her auburn hair pulled back in a casual ponytail, wearing a sundress that hugged her curves in all the right places. She’d been skeptical when Tom mentioned his uncle was coming to stay for a couple of weeks. “He’s family,” Tom
Read moreAn SPH Experience by shadechris. I need to start with the lie. Not the kind of lie you tell on purpose—the kind you live inside for so long that it stops being a lie and starts being just… what you know, what you’ve always known. The truth you carry around like a card in your wallet, ready to show anyone who asks. I was 17 centimeters—six point seven inches. I’d believed this for years. Since I was a teenager, probably—since
Read moreA Fictional Story by joifiend11. Diane, whatever ethical objection you’re trying to lodge isn’t landing. I mean, I see what you’re getting at. Yes, I know Prometheus is actively seeding and creating conflict between the players. It’s a competition; that’s the nature of it. And I don’t think that’s inherently unethical. Do you complain that the rules of American football allow players to deck one another? That the slowest sprinters in the Olympics don’t get medals? That the rules of
Read moreA Fictional Story by Camwhore1. Six months. That’s how long it’s been since I stumbled into this hole, and I can feel it getting deeper every single week. I’m twenty-seven years old, I’ve never been inside a woman, and after what the doctor did to me when I was a baby, I never will be. Not in any way that counts. The circumcision was botched. That’s the clinical term the urologist used when I finally worked up the nerve to
Read moreA Fictional Story by Camwhore1. Her name was Tasha, and she knew everything. Not everything in a vague, close-friend way. Everything. She knew about the chastity cage. She knew about the Venus Berlin trip. She knew about the camgirl sessions where I paid women to laugh at my dick on screen. She knew about the locker room incident, the stag party, the nude beaches. She had a folder on her phone labeled “Beta Boy Evidence” that she’d started as a
Read moreA Fictional Story by Max Swan. The fluorescent buzz of the hallway light was the only witness to Old Joe’s ritual. It was past midnight, and the apartment building had gone quiet. Joe stood outside his door in nothing but a threadbare undershirt, his pale, hairy belly hanging over the waistband of his boxers—which he’d tugged down just enough. His tiny dicklette sat there like a shy button, barely a nub, soft and pink, nestled in a patch of greying
Read moreA Fictional Story by NotTheBestMan. I remember the exact date. Late September. The kind of night where the air has just started to turn, and you can feel autumn creeping in, but nobody’s ready to admit it yet. My friend Tom — a few years older than me, the kind of guy who’d always been ahead in everything — was getting married in three weeks. I’d known him since I was nineteen. He was one of those natural leaders people
Read moreA Fictional SPH Story by CamWhore1. The invitation had been clear: dress as your favorite famous musician. Most people would probably go as something safe—Elvis, Bowie, maybe Freddie Mercury. But I’d always had a flair for the dramatic, and Alice Cooper felt like the perfect choice. The androgynous menace, the theatrical makeup, the tight leather. I’d spent two hours getting ready. The shoulder-length black wig had been expensive, but it fell perfectly, framing my face in a way that made
Read moreA Fictional Story by billnyethehighguy. Ira and I have been together a long time, and over the years we’ve shared many fantasies. I’ve shared many times that I would love to see Ira fuck another guy in front of me. While she will role-play this in many scenarios with toys, she’s never actually taken the plunge because she’s nervous about what it would do to our relationship. One thing Ira loves is to be used as a fuck toy. Use
Read moreA Fictional Story by NYdommymommylover. I had been dating Colleen for about three months, and as far as I knew, everything was fine. I’m pretty small—just over four inches hard, and barely anything soft. I’ve known this my whole life. Measured it a hundred times hoping for a different result, tried every angle, every ruler position, pressed into the bone like I could will an extra inch into existence. Four inches. Maybe four and a quarter on a good day,
Read moreA Fictional Story by bothways123. What led to last night started years ago. We’d been happily married for 20+ years. We were a mirror of the old cliché – sex was good at the start; kids and life changed that. I was bored, looking for new adventures; she was reluctant. I finally convinced her to try chastity and FemDom. It was a slow start until one particular night. I guess your husband licking his cum from your pussy until you
Read moreA Fictional Story by CamWhore1. I never wanted to take my clothes off in front of Zayan. Not because I was shy in general—I’d changed in locker rooms plenty of times over the years. But there’s a difference between a quick shuffle of shorts and standing bare-assed in a hot room with someone who’s been your gym buddy for six months. Someone younger. Someone who already made you feel like you were playing catch-up in every other department. “It’ll be
Read moreA Fictional Story by MinimumSiz3. I need to explain how I ended up standing naked in my friend’s living room. At the same time, two girls laughed at my cock, because the path from normal Saturday night to the most humiliating moment of my life was paved with decisions that all seemed reasonable at the time. — Carl and I had been friends since the start of college. We met in orientation—assigned adjacent seats in some icebreaker seminar, bonded over
Read moreA Gay SPH Fictional Story by Tarastian. I want to be clear about something upfront: before Dylan moved in, I was normal. Not in every way—I had my kinks, like anyone—but in the ways that mattered. I was a guy with a decent sex life, a healthy sense of confidence, and no particular obsession with the size of my own cock. I’d had girlfriends who seemed satisfied. I’d had one-night stands who came back for seconds. I wasn’t Casanova, but
Read moreA Fictional Story by WashingtonFan. In the basement fellowship hall of Grace Community Church, twenty college-aged women sat in a semicircle of folding chairs, their conversations dropping to whispers as the door opened. Mia stood at the front. At twenty-six, she was the leader of the ladies’ fellowship, a role she took seriously with the confidence of a woman whose perfect body had already secured the kind of marriage these younger girls could only dream of. Her husband David was
Read moreAn SPH Experience by SimplyWaste2. Read Part 1: The Beach Moment I’ll Never Forget Read Part 2: The Singlet Read Part 3: The Corridor Part 4: The Notice Board… I’m twenty-nine now. I work in an office, sit in a cubicle, eat lunch at my desk, and pretend to be a normal person who had a normal college experience. Nobody here knows what happened to me. Nobody knows about the hostel, the seniors, the notice board, or the run. I
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