By AndyHastings. I told Lori they should come to the office. Our doctor was excellent with fertility cases, and what’s a friend for if not to offer some hope? Lori finished her tests quickly. While we waited for her results, I pushed her to get Jay in for his. She said he was dragging his feet. After a few days, I started wondering if he was scared that the problem might be him. That sort of fear and guilt was
Read moreAn SPH Experience by ZoneMaster33. My girlfriend, Anna, and I have this wild tradition—every other month, we dive headfirst into a new fetish, committing fully to make it feel real and intense. It’s our way of keeping things spicy without the routine killing the vibe. Last month was some light bondage play, but this time, we picked ‘friendzoning.’ The idea? Pretend we’re not a couple anymore, just platonic besties who happen to live together. No acting like lovers, no slipping
Read moreBy TJA. Part 1 – Collecting rent goes from good to bad and back again… I managed a small block of flats in London instead of paying rent. Part of this was collecting rent from those who paid in cash. On one collection day, everything went well until I got to the last flat (rented by Dean & Ruby). These 2 were the only painful tenants, about 20 years old, often playing loud music at stupid times or shorting on
Read moreBy Spenhu. Foreword: I (Ron) have been married to Linda for a long time, and we sometimes write out fantasies to share. We enjoyed doing this so much that we decided to see if others would enjoy them as well. This story has elements of small penis humiliation and sharing stories of our sexual pasts if that’s not your thing, thanks for stopping by, and good luck finding something closer to your wheelhouse! ***** The first time either Ron or
Read moreBy Litle John. My time had come to retire, my work colleagues where 95% female, as was my manager. Nearing my last day, I was told a surprise for me had been arranged. Naively, I thought some cake and a small gift would do; how wrong I was. I arrived at work as usual. My schedule that day was light; everyone was at their posts, just as it had been for 25 years. The day moved on. Lunch
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. The house was silent, the kind of quiet that amplified every creak of the floorboards under Jason’s bare feet. It was past midnight, and Emily’s door stood slightly ajar, a sliver of moonlight slipping through the curtains like an invitation he couldn’t ignore. His heart hammered in his chest as he pushed the door open just enough to slide inside, the air thick with the faint, musky scent of her—his sister, the one person he shouldn’t
Read moreBy LilDean. “Did you know there’s a three-second rule for microwaving burritos?” I said, watching Kelya kick off her heels by the door. She didn’t laugh. That was my first clue that something was wrong. Kelya always laughed at my dumb microwave facts—even the one about how popcorn pops in reverse if you film it at 10,000 frames per second. Instead, she just dropped her bag on the floor like it weighed a thousand pounds and walked straight
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. The girls’ gym echoed with the faint squeak of sneakers on the polished floor, even though classes had ended hours ago. Empty lockers lined the walls, and the air hung heavy with the scent of old sweat and rubber mats. I shouldn’t have been cutting through here, but it was a shortcut, and more importantly, I spotted Hannah near the bleachers. She was laughing at something, her long dark hair cascading over her shoulders, that tight tank top
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. John’s heart pounded as he navigated the bustling city streets, the rough fabric of his trench coat brushing against his bare skin underneath. At 35, he lived for these moments—the thrill of the hunt, eyes scanning the crowd for the next pretty face that would make his tiny cock twitch. The afternoon sun filtered through the skyscrapers, casting long shadows on the sidewalk packed with office workers and shoppers. He felt the familiar ache in his groin, his
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] Tyson fidgeted with the edge of his napkin as he waited at the small corner table in the cozy Italian bistro. The soft hum of conversations and clinking glasses filled the air, but his stomach twisted with nerves. He’d agreed to this blind date on Donna and Mike’s insistence, mutual friends who’d sworn it would be a good match. At 22, Tyson wasn’t exactly swimming in dating options, especially not with his secret weighing on him like
Read moreBy Salomeee. It all started after I turned 18, when my Mom and I moved to Baltimore in the glorious year of 2002. After breaking up with her latest boyfriend, she found herself in dire financial straits and accepted an Assistant Manager position at a textile plant in Sparrows Point. It was not an easy decision. We lived in Santa Monica, right across the country. Worse for me, I was in my last year of High School, but
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] Read Part 1 HERE! Read Part 2 HERE! Read Part 3 HERE! ***** Part 4… I’m left slumped in the armchair, chest heaving and skin slick with sweat. The taste of my own cum clings to my throat, bitter and shameful, but it grounds me in this haze of submission, my tiny dick softening against my thigh, spent yet already stirring from the afterglow of her dominance. The living room feels too quiet now, the echo of
Read moreBy NothingStranger. [google-translator] Read Part ONE Here. Read Part TWO Here. ***** Part 3… I was almost at my limit. I didn’t want her to stop, but I knew the risk if I finished when I wasn’t supposed to. I was desperate, though, and the grip of her dainty fingers on my tiny little cock felt so incredible. I moaned into the gag. I wasn’t sure if it was a warning to stop or a plea to
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] Read Part 1 HERE! Read Part 2 HERE! ***** Part 3… My tiny dick, barely softening, throbs in my loose grip, slick with the remnants of my earlier mess. I release it for a moment, slumping back in the armchair, the leather creaking under me. The house feels emptier than ever, silent except for the distant hum of the fridge. She’s out there, living her wild night, while I’m stuck here, chained to this chair
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] Read Part 1 HERE! ***** Part 2… The minutes drag on like hours, my tiny dick throbbing in my fingers as I edge myself on the couch, the photo of her creampied pussy burned into my mind. The living room feels stifling, the scent of my own arousal hanging heavy in the air. I glance at the clock—half an hour since her last message. My phone sits silent beside me, mocking my wait, but deep
Read moreBy LilDean. The cracked screen of my phone lit up with Debbie’s name—same as always, just ‘Debbie,’ no heart emoji, no pet name. I hadn’t changed it since the breakup. My thumb hovered over the notification as the AC unit rattled, as if it were coughing up a lung. Her message was simple: ‘Hey Stranger 😜 How are you?’ Like we hadn’t spent six months tangled in each other’s beds, her teeth marks still faint on my shoulder.
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] I’m alone in the house, a prisoner of my own insecurities and desires. The silence is broken by the familiar buzz of my phone, a sound that sends a jolt of anticipation through my body. I pick it up, my heart racing, knowing it’s her—my Sue—sending another tantalizing glimpse into her wild night out. The first picture appears on the screen, and my breath catches. She’s there, my beautiful, confident Sue, surrounded by laughter and
Read moreBy VerbalAbuse. [google-translator] The tall, hairy, heavyset man lingered near the waterline, occasionally stepping into the shallows but rarely venturing far. His caution wasn’t due to the waves; despite the overcast sky and the breeze, the sea was calm. His reason for being at the clothes-optional beach was simple: to watch women — that, and to hang out in the nude. His barrel-shaped body was covered in thick hair whose color was fading from age. A small
Read moreBy NetherRegions25. My name is Adam Carmichael, President and owner of a successful small import empire in central Florida. Outside, I seem to have it all. At 32, I used good looks and a charming personality to secure contracts and establish long-term client relationships. The easy part was realizing that my persuasive skills, assertive personality, and driven nature could be put to good use. Yes, I am a little cocky, as my stats scream star power: handsome face
Read moreBy Outsider1505. [google-translator] He stared at the screen, eyes fixated on the words waiting for him there. Words he never expected to see. At least, not from her. It’d been nearly three months now, countless days and weeks gone by ever since he’d first stumbled upon her page. Since he’d found himself tangled up in her web, and completely and utterly under her spell. His Goddess. Ever since he’d first debased himself for her amusement, barking for
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