By SmutWriterAI. Read Part One Here Read Part TWO Here ***** Part 3… A week dragged by in a haze of frustration and shame, my balls still aching from Tina’s nails, that weak dribble of cum haunting my every jerk-off attempt. None of them satisfying, just edging me closer to madness without release. Mom finally cornered me one afternoon, her voice firm as she handed me the keys to her old car. “Luke is out of town for
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. Read Part One Here ***** Part 2… I lay there for what felt like forever, my chest sticky with that pathetic dribble of cum cooling into a gross film on my skin. The shame burned hotter than the denied ache in my balls, twisting my gut as I replayed Tina’s laugh, her flicking nail on my softening dick. How could my own sister do this to me? Part of me wanted to scream, to hate her
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. The steam from the shower still clung to my skin as I stepped out of the bathroom, wrapping a thin towel around my waist. My heart hadn’t quite settled from that awkward moment earlier, bumping into my sister Tina right outside my bedroom door, buck naked after chugging that Pepsi. She’d stared at me, her eyes flicking down for a split second before she muttered about needing to pee and bolted to the living room. I
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. The afternoon sun beat down on the street, the air thick with the scent of fresh-cut grass and motor oil. Timmy, walking beside the Brown’s house, noticed their garage door was open, and he could see a pile of dirty clothes sitting near the laundry that they had in there. Now, Timmy had the hots for Mrs. Brown. She was a total MILF, her caramel black skin and big curvy body always turned him on. It
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. The office break room buzzed with the usual midday chatter, guys from the sales team swapping stories about weekend hookups and bar conquests. I was 25, fresh into the corporate grind, and dying to fit in. When the conversation turned to bedroom boasts, I couldn’t resist jumping in. “Man, I’ve got nothing to complain about there,” I said, puffing out my chest like it meant something. “The ladies just love my big package.” It was a
Read moreBy LilDean. “That squeaky hinge,” Brooke groaned, tossing her towel onto a plastic chair. “Seriously, Matis? Oil that thing already.” She ran fingers through her buzzed green hair, grinning as the metal gate screeched again behind Kimmy. I tried focusing on the lemonade pitcher sweating onto the patio table. Really tried. But Brooke’s bare feet fascinated me—long toes with chipped turquoise polish, the high arches flexing against sun-warmed concrete as she stretched her lean frame. Her neon-green bikini
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. Amy pushed open the door to the tiny ladies’ room, the door clicking shut behind her in the cramped space. The restaurant’s Mom-and-Pop vibe meant no frills: just a sink, a mirror, and the toilet squeezed against the wall. She locked the door, her short skirt riding up her thighs as she hiked it higher. Her fingers hooked the thin strap of her thong, yanking it aside to expose her shaved pussy. She lowered herself onto
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. The sun had been beating down on the pool at this Greek hotel resort all afternoon, turning the water into a shimmering invitation I couldn’t resist. I dove in stroke after stroke, feeling the cool relief against my skin, until the sky darkened like someone flipped a switch. Wind whipped up suddenly, carrying the first fat drops of rain that splattered across the surface. The lifeguard blew his whistle sharp and urgent, yelling for everyone to
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. Ethan, an overweight young man with a head full of dark brown hair, walked down the busy street, his eyes fixed on the ground, trying to avoid any unwanted attention. He was aware that his appearance, especially his tiny dick, had become a source of amusement for many. The viral videos of his public pantsing incidents had made him an unfortunate internet sensation, and now he lived in fear of being recognized and ridiculed. As he
Read moreBy Characterorder. Knock, knock, knock. I looked up from my laptop at my dorm room door. I hadn’t been expecting someone to come over on this quiet Saturday morning. Shutting my laptop, I hopped out of bed and opened the door. To my pleasant surprise, it was my friend, Mia. Short in stature but high in energy, Mia was in the same year as me at university. We were in the same program, so we had taken most
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