A Fictional Story by subliminalmassage. Marcus grabbed a handful of my long auburn hair, pulling me down onto his dick as he fucked me deep. My tits rattled in rhythm to his thrusts, almost hitting me in the face as I looked down at Tiny’s locked, poor neglected dicklet. Daddy was taking me from behind, as my cuck obediently treated my clit like butterscotch. I was hurtling towards the edge again. Marcus’s abs rippled in the mirror, his smooth brown
Read moreA Fictional Story by MinimusPuck. Friday… With his wife out of town on business for the weekend, it was the perfect opportunity, and Andrew knew it. He hadn’t done it often, only a handful of times, but even though he couldn’t, the thought of it was almost always on his mind. But he knew it was simply too great a risk ever to take so wantonly. Wearing panties always felt like committing a crime, and the scene had to be
Read moreA Fictional Story by Max Swan. The fluorescent buzz of the hallway light was the only witness to Old Joe’s ritual. It was past midnight, and the apartment building had gone quiet. Joe stood outside his door in nothing but a threadbare undershirt, his pale, hairy belly hanging over the waistband of his boxers—which he’d tugged down just enough. His tiny dicklette sat there like a shy button, barely a nub, soft and pink, nestled in a patch of greying
Read moreA Fictional Story by bothways123. What led to last night started years ago. We’d been happily married for 20+ years. We were a mirror of the old cliché – sex was good at the start; kids and life changed that. I was bored, looking for new adventures; she was reluctant. I finally convinced her to try chastity and FemDom. It was a slow start until one particular night. I guess your husband licking his cum from your pussy until you
Read moreA Gay SPH Fictional Story by Tarastian. I want to be clear about something upfront: before Dylan moved in, I was normal. Not in every way—I had my kinks, like anyone—but in the ways that mattered. I was a guy with a decent sex life, a healthy sense of confidence, and no particular obsession with the size of my own cock. I’d had girlfriends who seemed satisfied. I’d had one-night stands who came back for seconds. I wasn’t Casanova, but
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 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 moreBy Storywriter123ME. Read Part 1 Here Read Part 2 Here ***** Part 3… The door to Jonas’s room swung open, and the smell hit them first. It was stifling, almost physical. They had grown used to Jonas’s musk over the last few days, but here, deep in the recesses of his lair-like apartment, their senses were assaulted with a new, more potent strain of his foulness. Old man stench, that wafted palpably in the confined space. Stale sweat, soaked and
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 temptationsandleftovers. Noah was a cocky guy. He was a giant at 6’5″ and built. He loved lifting weights. He was often compared to Alan Ritchison, as if they could be twins. Girls loved his muscles; they were big. His arms, his pecs, his thighs, and even his ass. He loved eating girls out; he was so good with his tongue. There was one area where Noah wasn’t cocky, and that was his cock. His cock was small and looked
Read moreBy Storywriter123ME. Read Part 1 Here ***** Part 2… Jessie shot up from the bed in the unfamiliar motel room, confused. She scanned the room, her eyes growing wide as the bright light of mid-day peaked through the drawn curtains. She winced in pain as her body shifted towards her phone on the nightstand. A dull ache radiated through her forearms and shoulders, the pain receptors in her brain begging for rest and peace, even as she felt a strange
Read moreBy atlflirt. The sun’s first rays peeped through the curtain, illuminating the room in a soft, golden glow. I blinked my eyes open, still feeling the haze of the night before. As the events replayed in my mind, a mix of embarrassment, excitement, and dread washed over me. My chastity device, cold and unyielding, reminded me of the new reality I was living. Jackie was already awake beside me, her hair cascading over the pillow, her face turned away. I
Read moreBy Vizzini83. Jeremy Claven is not a tough-looking guy by any means. The poor lad has a delicate and almost feminine appearance, his slender frame accentuated by an awkward posture that suggests both vulnerability and introspection. His dirty blonde hair falls in unkempt waves around his face, framing large, expressive blue eyes that often seem to be lost in thought behind wide-rimmed, blue frames. Despite his fragile look, however, there’s also an intensity in his gaze that hints at the
Read moreBy KevObeys. Chapter 1 My girlfriend, Kate, and I had been dating for about a year when she first began to discover her kinks. She had dated a few guys before me, but nothing long-term or as serious as our relationship. We were both 28, and neither of us had much sexual experience despite having very high sex drives. She was always eager to try new things and loved watching porn. She called it “doing research”. Kate would often show
Read moreBy eviltwin52. Sometimes events overwhelm us. I know I have experienced a few occasions when I was unable to control the all-consuming urges that led me to do embarrassing things. It was a nice evening. Cindy, Bob, and I had a nice dinner in an expensive restaurant. Bob and Carole are my in-laws. At 50, Bob has lost none of his athletic build. I can’t say he’s handsome, although he does attract attention from the opposite sex. His wife, my
Read moreBy CalMaple. BUZZZ! BUZZZ! BUZZZ! I begrudgingly grabbed my phone to silence the vibrating alarm. I never used the ringer for two reasons: first, the programmed sound made me feel like I was going to vomit, and second, having an audible alarm go off in a room with someone else sleeping would be a major asshole move. My phone confirmed that it was indeed 3 a.m. Only three weeks ago, an alarm that early would’ve been a once-in-a-blue-moon event –
Read moreBy Whiteboiwife. Artega stepped off the stage, the last notes of Verdi’s Aida still lingering in the air as the thunderous applause washed over him like a wave. His broad shoulders, still clad in the perfectly tailored tuxedo, resonated with the rich baritone of his voice. The grand theater, with its golden balconies and ornate chandeliers, seemed to glow in celebration of his triumph–but his mind was already elsewhere. The applause faded behind his thoughts, replaced by a sharper, more
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 moreBy LowBeam. The kitchen looked like I was making breakfast for a large family. The counter is covered with plates stacked with fluffy pancakes, chicken-fried breakfast steaks, and freshly cooked bacon strips, as skillets sauté peppers and onions, scrambled eggs, and diced potatoes on the griddle. Chelsea’s stream afforded us a high-end kitchen, complete with a professional stove top that could feed a small restaurant. I had practiced enough to develop some kitchen skills. Dressed in a “Fuck the chef”
Read moreBy RandyKneeling. “Help! I’ve fallen in, and I can’t get up!” That was the half-joking comment that became the seed of this essay. An admission that I’m so far down the porn rabbit hole that I may be permanently lost. My friend Randy writes porn (he calls it erotica), and he said if I can write down my thoughts, he’ll clean it up, polish it, and organize it into a story he can put out there where like-minded individuals might
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