By SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] 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
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] 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
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] 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
Read moreBy Characterorder. [google-translator] 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
Read moreBy Max Swan. [google-translator] I was driving alone down the highway back home, with still 200 miles to go. How did I find myself in this situation, you may ask? I wish I could say it was a holiday or something exciting. Still, an uncle who had lived interstate had passed away, and I had inherited his rather nice car. It was a recent model SUV (Land Rover), my uncle had bought only months before his heart attack
Read moreBy Whosthebabyboy? [google-translator] Clea’s desk lamp flickered, casting nervous shadows as she twisted a strand of her blonde ponytail. “So?” she prodded, leaning forward on her bed. “Did you ask her out or what?” Her brown eyes held that mix of curiosity and kindness I’d known since we were kids, building forts out of couch cushions. I stared at a peeling sticker on her nightstand—some PS1 game character she’d loved forever. “Almost,” I muttered, shifting on the rug.
Read moreBy Max Swan. [google-translator] Last weekend, my wife and I went to watch my favorite team play football. It was the final of the series and hence the stadium was packed with fans – mostly sweaty, swarthy men drinking beer and cheering for their teams. We had been drinking beer and were feeling no pain. My wife – a light drinker – was actually very drunk. So much so that she was just dozing on my shoulder most
Read moreBy Hawks-8. [google-translator] This SPH Experience is about my first time with cuckolding/SPH. One evening, I met an older lady at a bar I was at. She wasn’t a stranger. I had seen her around before. She also had a couple of female friends with her. All of them are around the same age. At that time, I was 21, and they were in their 40s. At that time, I was a virgin and didn’t know anything about
Read moreBy Max Swan. [google-translator] *Author’s Note: This is my homage to the amazing story ‘The Fourth Ring by Hunter Jackson.’ It is closely based on it. I hope you enjoy my version of this story. ***** The Bet… It’s Friday, and the backlog of clients waiting to get their annual tax done is again causing my business a lot of headaches. Sure, I have hired more tax accountants this year, but it never seems to be enough. One
Read moreBy LilDean. [google-translator] Read Part 1 Here Read Part 2 Here Read Part 3 Here Read Part 4 Here Read Part 5 Here ***** Part 6… It clicked then, cold and absolute. The barista yesterday, handing me my coffee – her quick glance downwards, the suppressed twitch of her lips. The neighbor watering her roses, turning away abruptly as I passed, shoulders shaking with silent laughter. Even Mrs. Gable from the library, adjusting her glasses, her gaze lingering
Read moreBy TEEBENZAR. [google-translator] About 15 years ago, I experienced a quite unexpected CFNM situation that I will never forget. I was away at work in Spain for a week, which had me up early and finished by 1 pm, leaving the rest of the day to do as I pleased. It was near the coast and, as a keen nude beach user, I was able to find one about a 25-minute drive from my hotel. For the first
Read moreBy LilDean. [google-translator] Read Part 1 Here Read Part 2 Here Read Part 3 Here Read Part 4 Here ***** Part 5… After the humiliating experience with Christy, I spent a lot of time jerking off, reading the group chat, with the girls never running out of jokes about my little exploits and pushing me to admit I actually enjoyed it. Chloe and Sandra loved teasing me by pretending they were about to tell Jodie—my little sister and
Read moreBy Max Swan. [google-translator] Helen awoke to the sound of her alarm blaring, the harsh buzzing penetrating through the fog of sleep that clouded her mind. She reached out and slapped the snooze button, nestling back into the warm embrace of her pillow. Beside her, Sam stirred, his arm flopping onto her stomach in a half-asleep gesture of affection. Helen sighed, carefully extracting herself from his grasp and swinging her legs over the side of the bed. Another
Read moreBy Max Swan. [google-translator] Jack Jones had been down on his luck. Recently made redundant in his factory job, he had been struggling mightily to make ends meet, living off welfare, especially since he had a bad habit of spending money on prostitutes and porn. He had lost a job twice in the past three years, and now had just lost another. With the job market as it was, his prospects were grim. And he had to pay
Read moreBy Outsider1505. [google-translator] “Over my lap. Now!” A shiver runs down your spine as her command echoes out in your ears. Much as you want to beg, to plead, to stall what you know is coming your way, it’s pointless to resist. After all, you brought this on yourself. It hadn’t been intentional, not really. And perhaps, had your beloved Mommy Mistress walked in on you a moment earlier or later, things would have been slightly different for
Read moreBy RSchwuler. [google-translator] Read Part 1 Here. Read Part 2 Here. ***** Part 3… For the next week, I refrained from jacking off and stayed away from Wolcott’s window. I put myself through some intense workouts at the gym, training with a particularly athletic friend of mine. He even had me spar in boxing gloves with him. I felt keyed up and strong. I was sweating testosterone. I was just as horny as I’d been the past few
Read moreBy JamieDuskbane1. [google-translator] Harry adjusted the cuff of his shirt, squinting into the golden light spilling through the high windows of the St. Avalon Hotel. Down below, the bustling New York throngs were getting ready for Christmas. Everything in the suite glowed–brass handles, thick cream curtains, even the ridiculously polished marble floor in the bathroom. A classic late 50s look. He had his shirt on and his boxers halfway up when… “Morning, housekeeping!” He turned just as the
Read moreBy JamieDuskbane1. [google-translator] Chapter 1: Small Gains… Sam’s muscles ache, but he’s buzzing–partly from the workout, partly from Jo’s encouraging smiles (not to mention her flowing blonde hair and bouncy ass, which looks amazing in her leggings). She wipes her forehead with the back of her hand and grins at him. “You killed it today. Seriously, your form’s improving.” Sam, avoiding eye contact, starts rubbing his neck. “Uh, thanks. Yeah. I–I guess the squats are less… murderous now.”
Read moreBy RSchwuler. [google-translator] Read Part 1 Here ***** Part 2… I left the window, where just inside Hugh Wolcott, the hateful old boogeyman of our neighborhood, continued to wobble his hips around and stew his cock in the guts of the former star quarterback Bruce Mitchell. The sight of the massive jock letting himself get roughly butt-fucked by the short old bastard had been outrageous to me, hideous, but mesmerizing. The wretched spectacle of it had inflamed me
Read moreBy JamieDuskbane1. [google-translator] Chapter 1: Smaller Than My Pinkie… Jake had a routine. After every soccer practice, he’d linger–untying his laces slower than necessary, rehydrating like he was prepping for a desert trek, checking his phone like it held state secrets. Anything to buy time. Anything to be the last one in the locker room. Because Jake hated showering with the team. It wasn’t the water pressure (terrible) or the smell of cheap body wash (overpowering). It was
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