A Fictional Story by PixieDustingNB. I suppose the only thing I liked about teaching was the summers off. While the school year was non-stop go and all my time had to be strictly regimented, summers off meant me time. I could go at my own pace and relax. I’d hike when I wanted to, stay up late if I felt like it, and go to the gym when it wasn’t crowded. My daily routine was basically get up around 7,
Read moreA Fictional Story by CamWhore1. The night air hit us warm and thick as we stumbled out of the third bar of the evening, my arm draped over her shoulder, her hand resting casually on my hip. Chloe walked beside me in those heels—black, strappy, devastating things that wrapped around her ankles and showed off every curve of her feet. Platinum hair caught the streetlight like something off a magazine cover, and that tight skirt hugged the generous swell of
Read moreA Fictional Story by Cuklife. The deck was dimly lit and humid, with the distant smell of the marsh carrying on the warm breeze a thick, heavy air that stuck to the back of the neck like warm grease. Already 10:45 PM. The dinner party we had thrown had started at 3 PM, and it had thinned out hours ago. All that was left behind was the blue glow of the pool and the wet ring impressions of glass bottoms
Read moreAn SPH Experience by SimplyWaste2. I’m twenty-nine now. I sit in a cubicle five days a week, under fluorescent lights, answering emails and attending meetings that could have been emails instead. Normal office job. Normal life. Nobody at work knows what I carry inside me. Nobody knows that sometimes, in the middle of a perfectly ordinary afternoon, a memory hits me like a punch to the stomach and I lose my breath for a second. This story is from my
Read moreA Fictional Story by Butcher2025. Read Part 1 Here. ***** Part 2… Tim and Melissa are getting ready to head for their getaway to the American Southwest. Will Melissa’s femdom side come back out during this vacation getaway? Her divorced best friend Sammi becomes a prominent part of the game as well. ***** The doorbell rang at exactly 7 PM. Tim wiped his hands on his jeans–he’d been fixing a loose cabinet in the kitchen–and crossed to the front door
Read moreA Fictional SPH Story by Hfkkffkfk. I need to set the scene before I get to the part that actually matters—the part that cracked something open inside me and never quite closed back up. Her name doesn’t matter here. What matters is that she was Vietnamese, adopted and raised by a Rwandese family in Belgium, and she carried herself like she had something to prove to every room she walked into. Petite—barely five-two—but she took up space like she was
Read moreA Fictional Story by Camwhore1. I should start by saying I know how this sounds. I know that what I did was pathetic, invasive, and deeply fucked up. I know that a normal person doesn’t follow another man to his gym, pay for a day pass, and loiter in a locker room just to catch a glimpse of his cock. I know all of that. But normal people don’t have a micropenis. Normal people don’t spend every waking hour of
Read moreA Fictional Story by SecretAvailable4567. It started the way most of my nightmares do — slowly, then all at once. Her name was Noor. She was the first woman who’d ever looked at me like I was worth something. Five foot six, olive skin, dark wavy hair that fell past her shoulders, a laugh that could fill a room. We’d met at a bookstore, of all places. She was browsing the poetry section, I was pretending not to stare at
Read moreAn SPH Experience by Odd_Lifeguard7885. This happened a couple of years ago, but I still replay it in my mind more often than I’d like to admit. One of my good female friends from college, let’s call her Rachel, moved to the same city as me about three years ago. She’d gotten married a year before that to a guy named Tony, and I’d met him a handful of times at weddings and parties. He was always quiet, a little
Read moreAn SPH Experience by Bestrunams. We got married at twenty-one. Fresh out of college, still figuring out who we were, but we knew we wanted to be together. She was my first everything—first kiss, first date, first time I ever slid inside a woman. And I was hers. For nearly nine years, we were the only ones who’d ever seen each other naked, the only ones who’d ever made the other come. And honestly? It was good. It was great,
Read moreA Gay SPH Experience by donges69x. I’m thirty-four, a married bear, and my husband and I have always been open about our kinks. We love talking about sex with strangers, comparing notes, sharing fantasies. And for years, we’d been curious about the gay bar on the edge of town—the one with the glory holes in the back, the private rooms, and the reputation for being a place where anything could happen. Last month, we finally worked up the nerve to
Read moreA Fictional Story by Whitfrey. Read Part 1 Here. Read Part 2 Here. Read Part 3 Here. **** Part 4… As Sarah was bathing, Whit fumbled in the kitchen trying to find her something to eat. He was able to pull together a nice pasta dish, which he knew she loved, around 4:00 a.m. Sarah summoned him to the bathroom and demanded he dry her from head to toe. Struggling against his new chastity device, he obeyed. He was drying
Read moreA Fictional Story by newpatek09. The sun was brutal that afternoon, cooking the concrete paths between attractions until they shimmered like mirages. I’d been sweating through my swim trunks for hours already, but it had nothing to do with the heat. Everywhere I looked, bikini bottoms rode up between thick cheeks. Girls from my graduating class and strangers alike paraded around in suits that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. I’d been fighting a low-grade chub since we walked through
Read moreA Fictional Story by MinimusPuck. James inches his way towards security, his heart pounding. He knows in a matter of moments, his secrets will be revealed to the entire airport. As he peers around, he suddenly feels grateful that she had booked a red-eye for them. Was this even legal? The line is moving fast. Just two ahead of them now. A businessman and an old man who is moving as slow as time. And then them… James attempts a
Read moreA Fictional Story by Ok-Cockroach3010. The pool was cold. That’s the first thing that matters, because the cold made it worse, and “worse” is the word that defines everything that happened afterward. The cold is what took my small dick and made it smaller—shrunk it, pulled it, retracted it into my body like a turtle pulling its head into its shell, except turtles do that for protection and my dick did it for humiliation. The cold is what turned my
Read moreA Fictional Story by Betapinky1. I should start with the facts. The physical facts. The ones I can’t change, can’t argue with, can’t explain away. My penis is three and a half inches hard. One and six-tenths inches soft. My testicles are small too—barely there, like two grapes in a thin pouch of skin. When I cum, I don’t shoot. I don’t erupt. I don’t do any of the things you see in porn, any of the things that look
Read moreA Fictional Story by PrivatePP. The plan was simple. Wait until lights out, slip into the communal showers at 0200 when every other recruit in the barracks was dead asleep, wash the day’s grime off my body in under three minutes, and get back to my rack before anyone noticed. Simple. Clean. Invisible. I’d been at Fort Benning for eleven days, and I’d successfully avoided every group shower so far—every single one. I’d faked stomach cramps during the first scheduled
Read moreA Fictional Story by QualityContol22. The Sauna… My boyfriend and I had been practicing the cuck lifestyle for a few months now. What started as whispered fantasies in the dark of our bedroom had evolved into something real—gloryholes, Tinder hookups, me coming home with someone else’s cum still warm inside me while my boyfriend watched and ached. It had reignited our sex life completely. He couldn’t get enough of watching me enjoy other men, and I couldn’t get enough of
Read moreA Fictional Story by Panty_obsessed. I hadn’t dated much in high school. That’s probably putting it mildly. I’d gone to a couple of school dances with girls who were more acquaintances than anything else, and I’d kissed a girl once at a party junior year—a quick, clumsy press of lips that lasted about three seconds before she pulled away and laughed. That was the extent of my experience with girls by the time I graduated. No girlfriend, no second base,
Read moreA Fictional Story by Vickisandhu. I closed the door to my dorm room, already wet with anticipation as I looked at my massive boyfriend Vicki sprawled naked across my bed. God, he looked incredible — 6’0″, 265 pounds of dense powerlifter muscle, barrel chest heaving, steroid gut proudly sticking out, and those tree-trunk thighs spread wide like he owned the entire world. I loved how arrogant and lazy he was in bed. He never did any work, and I was
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