A Fictional Story by limpshrimp83. Part One: The Purchase I need to set the scene properly, which means going back a few days before the beach trip itself. I was seventeen. Summer break. That particular window of adolescence where your body is basically done cooking but your brain is still scrambling to catch up. I’d recently figured out something about myself that I didn’t have a name for yet—didn’t even know there was a name for it—but I knew what
Read moreA Fictional Story by Jane42GG. Prologue If every guy had a nine-inch cock, the world would be a boring place. We need men with small cocks to enjoy the big cocks. It’s that simple. And some men enjoy the humiliation of two women berating them for their small penises. This story explores that idea. Eric is new to our fetish club. Eric has a small penis. He craves small penis humiliation. Gloria is new to the group and is keen
Read moreAn SPH Experience by babydick6. I’ve known Mistress for six years now. For four of those years, we’ve been genuinely close friends—the kind of friendship that survives breakups, distance, and long stretches of silence when you both just know the other person is still there. We dated once. It didn’t work out for the usual reasons, but the connection never died. It just changed shape. So when she told me she’d recently broken things off with Bull—but they were staying
Read moreAn SPH Experience by Adventurous-Door-704. I know the exact number because I’ve measured it more times than I can count, and each time I hope the ruler is wrong. Four and seven-eighths inches. That’s what I am now, hard, on a good day, when the blood cooperates, and the anxiety doesn’t win. Four and seven-eighths. I round it to “a little under five” when I think about it, because “under five” sounds like a category and “four and seven-eighths” sounds
Read moreA Fictional Story by lucy_sometimes. She let out a heavy sigh and gently pushed me aside. “Are you serious?” she said with a frown. “I’m sorry, darling,” I replied, “I can do better.” “There has to be more to life than this,” she almost shouted, scowling, then slumped onto the bed with her back to me. It was a Sunday afternoon. About 10 minutes earlier, she had playfully dragged me up the stairs, indicated that I should lie on the
Read moreA Fictional Story by Musclebaby. I was casually going about my business that day. I went to the gym, then to the comic store. While I was at the comic store, I saw an amazingly beautiful woman. She had long, luxurious blonde hair, tan skin, and captivating blue eyes with a hint of green. She had magnificent curves as well that were accompanied by a large bottom and large breasts. I instantly imagined being her boyfriend. Eventually I came to
Read moreA Fictional Story by InternationalDig4268. I’ve never been the kind of guy who pretends, not about money, not about my job, not about my body. I’m forty-six years old, moderately overweight, going bald in a way I’ve stopped fighting, and I have a four-inch cock. Hard. That’s the number. Four inches. I measured it years ago with a ruler pressed against my pubic bone because I’d read online that’s how you’re supposed to do it, and I wanted at least
Read moreA Fictional Story by blake1. [v.sharma] Hey bug! [ElevatedWit] Hello. What’s up? [v.sharma] I messaged you on ig but idk if you saw it? Connor told me you’re looking for a roommate! [ElevatedWit] Yes, I am. And I don’t use Instagram very often. I have better things to do with my time than look at photos of people I don’t care about. [v.sharma] ahaha, so true. all you need is Discord 😎 im back in Canada at the end of
Read moreA Fictional Story by RandyKneeling. “Please come in, Becky. We were just into our second cup after breakfast. Norman, look who I ran into on her morning walk.” It was our attractive, if conservatively understated neighbor, who lived two houses down in our quiet little subdivision. Becky, who, unbeknownst to her, was the frequent star of my late-night fantasies. And thanks to my wife’s recently cultivated verbal talents and prodding questions, those fantasies were now as familiar to Carla as
Read moreA Fictional Story by Scott Frieh. The hot tub was my idea. And the main thing I wanted it for—okay, the only thing—was what it got used for, so great, I got my wish, and now my marriage is in hot water. A few months ago I asked my wife if she’d ever had an orgasm with me, and she said, “Yeah, I think so. I’m sure I have.” I calmly removed the harpoon from my heart. To be honest,
Read moreA Fictional Story by Wankerino. Part 1… Miss Cynthia Remington reclined in her tall red leather-clad throne. She was a pimp… among other things… and ran a highly immoral prostitution ring… and it paid her very well… Sex sells. It was the way of the world… and her Master understood it better than anyone… She was 45 but looked like she was in her early 20s. She was tall, slim, and white with long blonde hair and piercing green eyes.
Read moreA Fictional Story by Camwhore1. In my early twenties, I ran with a pretty tight crew. We’d all met in college and stuck around the same city after graduating, renting houses a few blocks apart and spending most weekends at someone’s apartment, drinking until sunrise. There was this one guy, Brandon, who I’d known since sophomore year. Tall, broad-shouldered, played rugby. He had this habit—especially after a few beers—of bringing up his dick in conversation. It wasn’t subtle. We’d be
Read moreA Fictional Story by Bienbyswitch. “Take your clothes off.” M grinned from the sofa as I stood in front of her. She’s a smoking hot goth girl. Neon green bob haircut, tattoos, piercings, my dream girl. We had met at a kink club 2 and a half years ago, and both being switches, our sex and kink life is always evolving. “Lie down.” There was the look in her eye that I couldn’t help but obey. The vulnerability of her
Read moreA Fictional Story by limpshrimp83. I never planned on seeing my coworker half-naked. I definitely never planned on standing there with my mouth open, staring at her cock like some kind of idiot. But that’s what happened. And honestly? It might’ve been the best thing that ever happened to me at work. Let me back up. Her name is Robin. She sits three desks over from mine in the marketing department, and she’s the kind of woman you notice but
Read moreA Fictional Story by PigspigsEverywhere. “I saw you.” “Yeah?” she smiled, sitting propped up on the pillows of our bed. “With him.” “That’s what you wanted, wasn’t it?” she smirked. “His hands….on your skin.” “Mmmm, yeah…he’s got big…strong…hands.” She lay back on the bed I had bought her with a wistful smile of remembrance. “Did, did…” “You know he did. You wanted it….but, baby, shit, I wanted it more.” Her left hand pushed at her own knee, opening her leg.
Read moreA Fictional Story by Illustrious_Pen_7964. I’m not going to pretend I don’t know what I have. Or what I don’t have. I’m forty-one, five-foot-ten, two hundred and fifteen pounds at about eight percent body fat right now. I’ve been lifting for almost twenty years. I bench 315, squat 450, deadlift 500. My shoulders are boulders. My chest is slabs. My arms stretch the sleeves of every shirt I own. I walk into a room, and people notice. Men respect me.
Read moreA Fictional Story by Jane42GG. Preface I am fascinated by what makes men cum. I love cock of all varieties. I would like to work in a shop men visit with their problem cocks. I would help them work out why their cocks were causing them issues. We would fix their cocks together. Disclaimer All characters are over 21. All characters consent to themes including fingering, medical examination, small penis humiliation, huge tits. Please read further only if you enjoy
Read moreA Fictional Story by Camwhore1. Kevin had noticed the changes over the past month. His father Walter’s sneers had grown sharper, his insults more pointed. At Sunday dinner, Walter had made Kevin fetch his own beer while loudly commenting that some men just weren’t built to be providers. His wife Brittany had pressed her lips together, hiding something behind her eyes. The breaking point came on a Tuesday evening. Kevin had come home early from his accounting firm—some issue with
Read moreA Fictional Story by Anonymous2207. This was my final year of school, and I couldn’t be more excited to head off to college. I was looking forward to being in college next year and going to an Ivy League school. Frankly, it should be a cakewalk. I am head and shoulders above everyone in my class. I am probably more intelligent than all my class combined. Compared to me, they are just a bunch of babbling baboons. Even the teachers
Read moreA Fictional Story by BetaMan22. Part One: The Gym Locker Room It hits me the moment I see him. Not gradually. Not over time. Immediately. Like a punch to the gut that spreads upward into my chest, tightening everything it touches. I’m standing at my locker, towel around my waist, and he walks in from the showers. Six-foot-two, maybe six-three. Shoulders like a doorway. Chest like a shield. And between his legs—swinging with every step, heavy and thick, the kind
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