A Fictional SPH Story by n8slayer. Amy wasn’t my first kiss. She wasn’t my first crush. But she was the first girl I ever had sex with, and she made damn sure I’d never forget the experience — though not for the reasons you might be hoping. I was twenty when we started dating. She was the same age, but lightyears ahead of me in experience. I’d later find out the exact number — seven guys before me. Seven. I’d
Read moreA Gay/SPH Fictional Story by Overthinking_Dream. The fire started at 2 AM. I woke to the smell of smoke first—thick, acrid, crawling under my door like fingers. Then the alarms. Then shouting. I grabbed my phone and wallet and bolted out into the corridor in my shorts and t-shirt, barefoot on the hot concrete. The room next to mine—the electrical storage room—was fully engulfed. Flames licked up the walls and black smoke billowed across the ceiling. The site’s fire suppression
Read moreBy Whiteboiwife. Part 1: Alex Becomes the Example Coach Carter sighed heavily as he stood in front of his college sex education class. He stood perfectly still in thought, his heavy, hairy frame held firmly on his size 14 feet. As he looked over the room of 18-year-old men, the class bell rang overhead. Taking a moment as the class continued to chatter, the gruff, 50-year-old, burly man looked down at the desk where he had set the education notice.
Read moreAn SPH Experience by sphbuyer. It was a regular Thursday night at my local. Nothing special—just me, a pint of bitter, and the low hum of conversations around the pub. I was sitting at the bar, nursing my drink, when a group of people settled in at the table behind me. I could hear them laughing, loud and carefree. Two girls, four guys, all in their early twenties. Young, energetic, the kind of group that makes the whole room feel
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 ShortdMan22. I’ve known Kate for years—she’s that wild, unfiltered type of friend who owns her sexuality without apology. Pervy as hell, always dropping stories about her hookups or teasing the guys in our circle about their bedroom skills. With her wedding coming up, the bachelorette party was bound to be a riot, and since I get off on SPH harder than anything, I figured I’d contribute something special. My dick’s pathetic: soft, it’s barely an inch,
Read moreAn SPH Experience by InfoAlpha. I had gone to the infirmary while I was a senior at a coed boarding school. I had gotten the chicken pox, my whole body was itching, and I had a bad combo of poison ivy and a sunburn on top of that. For the most part, my skin was a mess. The on-duty nurse told me I could take the rest of the day off from my classes, and she started applying ointment to
Read moreAn SPH Experience by Human_Drummer4378. We’d just hauled the last box into our cramped studio apartment in the heart of the city, the kind of place where the skyline glittered through the window like a promise of reinvention. Moving from our sleepy mid-sized town hundreds of miles away felt like shedding an old skin—Lucy and I, dead serious after only eight months together, betting it all on this fresh start. She was 24 then, a knockout at 5’5 and 120
Read moreBy Dallasdavey. Dave was always so attracted to Camila since he met her volunteering at a weekly cleanup of a local river. Camila was 36, 12 years younger than Dave. She had such a muscular, voluptuous, and athletic body that drove Dave wild. She was 5’3 and curvaceous with 34FF breasts and a thicc ass that drove him wild. Over the past 2 years, Camila put that athletic body to work during their active sex life. So how did this
Read moreBy Nslait. Part 1… I’m a 19-year-old college student, very shy and very horny. I don’t get many dates and have little time between classes and work. I decided to visit an adult store downtown and buy a masturbator. I parked my car, then looked for anyone familiar. I’ve never been to an adult store, so my nerves got the best of me. As I entered the store, I saw two women at the front counter, and another
Read moreBy Jake. Part 1… It had been an absolutely awful day. My high school bully had recently joined the same company I work for. I didn’t think much about it at first. I was in engineering, and he was in sales. Not necessarily a ton of interaction. It’s not a very large company, so he obviously saw me pretty quickly. It started as pretty run-of-the-mill snarky looks when we passed each other, but soon that was
Read moreBy uppishcarrot. Read Part 1 ‘A Naked Introduction’ Here Read Part 2 ‘A Naked First day’ Here Read Part 3 ‘A Naked Day Out’ Here ***** Part 4: A Naked Trip to the Doctor… The following Monday, my nerves were pretty much shot. I had nothing left, and I was emotionally devastated. I became an empty shell, simply going through the motions, conceding defeat, and accepting the fact that the old me, the high-flying playboy, was long gone.
Read moreBy dedburdie. OK, class, quiet! As you all know, today is a very special day. Some of you have been looking forward to it, others dreaded it like the worst nightmare. Yeah, Billy, looking at you. Well, I shouldn’t assume, but you know, experience shows. We shall see soon. Where was I? Yes, today is the day we measure the boys and, based on the results, assign them their respective roles. Look at Jim, grinning from ear
Read moreBy SPH Sub. I was at a party in an affluent part of Inner West London thrown by my friend Ophelia, who I’d met ten years earlier at the University. Like me, aged twenty-nine, most of the people here were in their late twenties. We were drinking gin, having minor squabbles over whose Spotify playlist to use, chatting pseudo-highbrow bullshit – the usual party stuff. But a couple of hours ago, a boy walked in who I’d not seen before.
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