By john84611. I met Eileen in the first semester of freshman year at the big state university we both attended in the suburbs of the big city. It was the olden days, before the internet, cell phones, and the 21-year-old drinking age. We crossed paths at an official dorm party where I’d helped run the event, serving as a bartender and sometimes as a DJ. That role got me some friendly attention from a few attractive girls, but Eileen stood
Read moreBy TinyLukeDC. At the young age of 19, I found myself falling hard for Luke, a 26-year-old and a total charmer. I understood the challenges posed by our age difference, given that we were at different stages in life, but he had this undeniable maturity that matched mine. Our dates were a charming mix of high-end dinners and simple sorority house meals, lavish movie nights, and lively frat parties. We found balance between the calm of his apartment and the
Read moreBy Tcs1956. That weekend started as another date night for Denise on this Friday afternoon with a man she met on Match.com. These date nights for Denise had become routine, about once a month, sometimes two or three times. I shouldn’t say “routine” because every time was just as exciting and invigorating as the first time! Sharing my wife with other men keeps her vibrant and energetic. The more she gets, the more she wants! And I get the benefit
Read moreBy SmallShyGuy. I had always considered myself straight. That is, until a short while after I turned nineteen, when I began to question this firmly held belief. Up until that point, I had never had any sexual thoughts towards any men, real or imaginary. I had only a couple of sexual encounters under my belt. The first was with a high school girlfriend, whom I dated until I was eighteen, and the second was with a friend I made later
Read moreBy MinimumSiz3 I was nineteen when I met her. Tall, athletic, with legs that went on forever and a flat stomach that showed every muscle when she moved. Her breasts were perfect B cups—perky, firm, with nipples that always seemed to be hard when she was around me. She wasn’t just pretty; she was the kind of girl who turned heads in any room. I was infatuated. Obsessed, even. I loved eating her out. It was the one thing I
Read moreBy RandyKneeling. The large black man looked down dispassionately at the chubby, middle-aged white boy sucking his cock. The black man was clearly enjoying himself, yet appeared strangely removed from what was happening. It could have been that the white boy wasn’t really all that good at what he was doing, despite how lovingly he was going about it, but in reality, this was just something the black man had grown accustomed to. It wasn’t the kind of thing to
Read moreAn SPH Experience by siriussonen. My phone buzzed on the couch cushion—a Snapchat notification from a random ad I’d made weeks ago, bored and horny, scrolling through suggested friends. Her profile pic showed a smiling woman in her 50s, hair streaked with silver, holding a wine glass. I’d sent a dumb “hey” earlier, got a polite “hi :)” back, and figured, why not? I unzipped my pants, pulled out my soft cock—already feeling inadequate just holding it—and snapped a quick,
Read moreBy MinimumSiz3. A few weeks before Halloween, my buddy Jack and I got into this stupid bet during a backyard barbecue. We were grilling burgers, pounding beers, and trash-talking about the upcoming NFL game. “Loser dresses like a full-on slut for the Halloween party,” he said, grinning like an asshole. “Lingerie, heels, makeup—the works.” Our place was hosting, my wife Lisa and I, inviting like 30 people. I laughed it off, figured my team would crush his. Wrong. Blowout loss—42-10.
Read moreBy Runtz3. Read part 1 Here. ***** Part 2… Allison’s mind drifted in the quiet enclosure of the bathroom, the steady rush of the shower filling the space until it became everything–constant, enveloping, a barrier between her and the rest of the world. It focused the edges of her thoughts and made every lingering and intrusive thought acceptable. Her hands moved slowly, tracing paths that felt both familiar and newly discovered. There was a strange awareness in it, as though
Read moreBy Our Readers. Our readers share their moments of small dick zen. This reader treated her as one of the guys… It was one of those typical college group projects, the kind where the professor just throws everyone together based on schedules, and suddenly you’re stuck in a study room with a mismatched crew. Our topic was some psych paper on gender roles—ironic, looking back. There were five guys total: me, three other dudes from my dorm—Alex, Ben, and
Read moreAn SPH Experience by marriedsportsguy. I’ve always known my dick is a joke—a pathetic little nub that barely qualifies as anything. Soft, it’s shrunk down to less than half an inch, just a tiny pink wormhead peeking out from my pubes if I’m lucky, otherwise lost in the folds. Hard, maybe three inches on a good day, thin as a pinky finger. My wife Tina knows all about it; hell, she’s measured it, laughed at how her clit is bigger,
Read moreBy Babydicklover. Jake’s Dilemma by Willy D.. Jake’s Dilemma – Mom’s POV by TPK. Continuing Jake’s Dilemma by Babydicklover Jake’s Next Dilemma by Babydicklover Another Dilemma in Jake’s Life by Babydicklover Jake’s Final Dilemma by Babydicklover. ***** Authors Note: As a hardcore fan of this story, I want to continue it and ensure Jake faces many dilemmas. This is the prelude to Jake’s Dilemma. The credit belongs to Willy D for the original story. Chapter 1 My name is Jake.
Read moreAn SPH Experience by mywifeishot888. My wife Helen and I have been married five years now, and we’ve got this tight friend group that’s been around forever. Among them are A and her husband C—a solid couple, early thirties like us, always up for fun outings. C’s the kind of guy who’s effortlessly confident, tall with a gym-built frame, and yeah, he’s got that reputation in our circle for being hung like a horse. We’ve heard the stories from past
Read moreAn SPH Experience by SportyMcShorty. I’ve always been the guy everyone notices first. At 21, I’m built like a jock—fit, clean-shaven, with that all-American look that turns heads. Girls flock to me at parties, sliding into DMs after a gym selfie, whispering how hot I am when we hook up. But deep down, I’ve got this nagging insecurity about sex. It’s not the chase; it’s the bedroom. My dick? It’s below-average at best—maybe 4 inches hard, nothing to brag about.
Read moreAn SPH Experience by Paul. I was born on a Caribbean island, with lots of black people. I met my wife when I was 13, but we were just friends. She lost her virginity when she was 15 yo by a black guy who was very hung. She said sex was painful, so the affair only lasted one year. I met her at a party when she was 18, and we started dating. Six months later, we got married. One
Read moreAn SPH Experience by clittydicksub. It all started innocently enough—or at least, that’s what I told myself back when my wife, Leanne, first spilled the beans about my little problem to her family. We’d been married for five years, and yeah, my dick isn’t much to write home about. Soft, it’s barely over an inch, and hard? Maybe four on a good day, if I’m really worked up. Leanne (my wife) had joked about it in bed once or twice,
Read moreAn SPH Experience by chocoP96. I still get that knot in my stomach thinking about that Vegas trip two years ago. My girlfriend, Ava, and I had been together for about a year, and she suggested we go with her best friend, Zara, and Zara’s boyfriend, Don. Zara was this stunning brunette with the biggest tits I’d ever seen—natural double Ds that strained against every top she wore. They jiggled with every step, and yeah, I had a thing for
Read moreBy Spenhu. Ron sat in the wingback seat, his wife, Linda, had set up for him in their den. His chest felt tight with buzzing anxiety and nerves, a strange blend of butterflies and dread, and his temples were on fire. Each time he swallowed, his dry throat worked, accomplishing nothing, and only adding to the charged feeling. Linda’s voice drifted to Ron from the next room, sultry, a little huskier than it normally was. “Are you sure you want
Read moreBy CuckoldressAnne. Cucky was lying on the bed face up, naked, with his arms by his side. His cock was in a chastity cage, which had been in place for a few weeks, a pink, plastic, two-inch chastity cage that was being held in place by a prostate massager inserted into his anus. The inserted end had a bulbous head that stretched the muscles of his anus. The massager then ran down his pelvic floor between his anus and balls
Read moreBy StudlyDinklittle. The first time I saw Tommy’s dick, I knew we were going to be friends for life. We’d been buddies for a few months before the sleepover happened. We were both freshmen, both quiet, both nerds in that way that made other kids leave us alone. We played video games after school, traded Pokémon cards, and laughed at the same dumb jokes. But there was this tension I couldn’t name, this unspoken thing between us that only made
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