A Fictional Cuckold SPH Story by bustycuckcouple. Kyle and Katie were a married couple in their early thirties. They were a great match, even in their kinks. But maybe a little too great a match. They both leaned heavily on the submissive end of the kink spectrum. Kyle was a sweetheart, a softie who simply adored all things Katie. Especially the fact that Katie tended to lose herself a bit by getting absorbed in her kinks. Plus, he had lots
Read moreA Fictional SPH Story by Icy_Permission491. I’d been circling the kink for years without ever landing on it. SPH—small penis humiliation. I knew the shape of it from forums and captioned porn, the specific electric jolt that hit me when a woman on screen laughed at some poor guy’s dick. I knew what mine measured. I knew what average measured. The gap between those two numbers was the gap I’d been staring into since I was a teenager, terrified and
Read moreA Fictional SPH Story by FlaggedRaggoon. “Hey, you,” Helene chirps. She drops down to sit by the water, her bare leg brushing against my shoulder. I’ve got my arms folded at the edge of the pool, chin on my elbows, staring at the club’s entrance. The water feels cool compared to the hot afternoon air, and the place’s not too busy for a Friday. Tourists still haven’t figured out there’s a cozy pool lounge with cheap booze right in the
Read moreA Fictional SPH Story by PartyHardy11. Let me tell you about the fourth gig, because the fourth gig is the one I replay in my head at night, the one that ruined me for normal life. Quick facts first, because the facts matter. I’m twenty-eight. I have a job, a car, a perfectly forgettable face. And I have a dick that is 3.9 inches erect, measured honestly, bone-pressed, on a good day, by a man who has measured it probably
Read moreA Gay Fictional SPH Story by UrinalBoy19. I’m nineteen, and I have a confession about the night I missed four full innings of a playoff game because a dozen strangers spent an hour playing with my dick. Some background, so you understand what I was walking into that night: I’m a small guy all over. Five-foot-six, a hundred and thirty pounds soaking wet, and the family trait that haunts me most is between my legs. Soft, I’m about an inch
Read moreAn SPH Fictional Story by Lippy33. I need to tell this the way it actually happened, because the version I’ve been jerking off to for the past three months has gotten smoother around the edges, and the truth deserves to be preserved in its original condition. The truth is that I was twenty-seven years old, two and a quarter inches hard, an innie when soft, and I had matched with a forty-one-year-old divorcée named Renee who had no idea what
Read moreA Fictional SPH Story by CuckExtreme99. Nathan stood in front of the bathroom mirror, completely naked, waiting. His wife Brooke sat on the counter behind him, legs crossed, watching his reflection with a lazy, cruel smile. She was already dressed for the evening—a black lace bodysuit that made her tits look incredible, her dark hair pinned up the way her boyfriend liked. “Look at it,” Brooke said, nodding at his crotch. “Honestly, babe. I still can’t believe I married that.”
Read moreA Fictional SPH Story by NaughtyNeighbor44. Daniel had been dreading this moment for weeks. When Victoria—his fifty-three-year-old neighbor with the sharp tongue and sharper eyes—had caught him stealing glances at her while she was sunbathing, she hadn’t called the cops. She hadn’t even told his wife. Instead, she’d smiled like a cat presented with a particularly stupid canary and told him to come over Saturday afternoon. “Wear something easy to remove,” she’d said. “I want to see exactly what I’m
Read moreA Fictional Story by claireetemp. I should probably feel bad about this, but I don’t. His name was Chad. We’d matched on an app about two weeks before—cute photos, good job, funny messages. He worked in finance, had a nice smile, and didn’t send me an unsolicited dick pic, which already put him ahead of most guys on there. We texted back and forth, had decent chemistry, and eventually made plans to meet for drinks on a Friday night. Chad
Read moreA Fictional SPH Story by belted and teased. I let myself into the fifth-floor hotel room quietly. I did not want to draw the attention of the mid-level drug dealer who occupied the room next door—the guy my unit had been staking out for the last week. As I closed the door behind me, I was somewhat taken aback. The room we had our monitoring equipment set up in reeked. It reeked of sex. I walked down the short hallway
Read moreA Fictional SPH Story by Jinxisperfect. I step out of the assembler with a whole new body—a whole new Mark. I’ve tried out all shapes and sizes. Hulking male bodies with fat swinging dicks. Fat men, tall men, short, hairy, smooth, everything. Muscle mommies, big, round women, and skinny fashion-model size. Most people I know like to switch things up occasionally. My friend group is pretty adventurous. Jessie and I have been in this group since college. We’ve been friends
Read moreA Fictional Story by cheekchloe. So I matched with Ryan on this app about a month ago. His profile was cute—good smile, nice arms, and his opening message actually made me laugh instead of the usual “hey” bullshit. We clicked immediately. The conversation flowed so easily that we were texting pretty much every day for three weeks straight before we finally made plans to meet up. I know three weeks is kind of a long time just to chat, but
Read moreA Gay Fictional SPH Story by LilPP33. Colin parked where the trailhead sign used to be, engine off, cock already leaking. Not that anyone would call it a cock. Soft, it was an inch of foreskin-shrouded nothing, tucked against his sac like it was hiding from the world. Hard—which it was now, straining against his nylon shorts—it stood a proud two inches, thin as a thumb, with a flushed little head no bigger than an acorn. He was thirty-four years
Read moreA Fictional Story by Sass4bass. I am a 24-year-old guy, fresh out of college, and I have just moved to a new city for my first real office job. I have always been the quiet type, with an average height, a slim build, and a kind of personality that fades into the background. I never had a girlfriend and was still a virgin. When I decided to move here, it finally felt like a chance to start over, but I
Read moreA Fictional Story by Camwhore1. Colin found out on a Tuesday, three hours early from work, standing in his own backyard with his fly already straining. The pickup in the driveway should have been the first clue. The sounds through the cracked bedroom window were the second. He should have turned around. Instead he crept to the gap in the curtains like the coward he was about to discover he was—and saw his wife’s legs in the air, and a
Read moreA 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 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 Smart_Hyena7440. I should have known better. I should have seen it coming from the moment she suggested it, sitting on the edge of our bed with her laptop open, scrolling through photos of turquoise water and white sand with a look on her face that I now recognize as the look she gets when she’s already decided something and is just waiting for me to agree so she can pretend it was mutual. “A clothing-optional beach,”
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
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