By naomisis. Morgan Grace stood in the drive of a great white colonial, desperate to stop his teeth from chattering. Realizing he’d inadvertently not put on enough fat for the winter, he was now paying the price for it. It was one of those winters where everyone always says, “This one’s bad, but we’ve had worse.” Morgan couldn’t remember the last time it was ever this bad or he’d ever felt worse. The lawn, once green and pockmarked
Read moreBy becca20S. Chapters: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 ***** Part 1… Wow. What a night. I’ll tell you one thing, though: I am exhausted. Even though I slept well on that tiny dorm-room cot last night, the experience was so overwhelming that my body is still recovering physically. And boy, I cannot wait to get home so I can take a long, peaceful, Saturday morning nap in my own bed. But as I shift my car’s
Read moreBy rjstclair. Andy Johnson exited his shower, the steam fogging the mirror in front of him. He removed his towel and wiped it away, revealing his fit, lean body. He combed his dark brown hair before shaving the growing stubble from his face. He looked himself over and felt satisfied; you could barely tell he was approaching 40. Dropping the towel into the hamper, he exited the bathroom into the bedroom he shared with his wife and
Read moreBy makanibraydhani. Captain Ember plopped down on the bed and let out a long exhale. “What a long day,” she exclaimed to the empty room. And a long day it had been. Her crew had boarded three different fishing vessels today, and frustratingly (or thankfully, depending on who in the crew you asked) all three were determined to put up a fruitless defense. Of course, none succeeded long, but she knew just how much her crew loved
Read moreBy Pindickpro. Wade wakes up before his alarm. For a moment, he lies still, staring at the ceiling of his childhood room, listening to the familiar sounds of his house coming to life. Cups in the kitchen. Footsteps in the hallway. His father’s voice, already awake, already moving with purpose. Today. The word pressed against his chest like a weight. Today is the examination day. He sits up slowly, rubbing his face, trying to calm the tightness
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 Potato7953. [google-translator] Some years ago, I lived in Malaysia and started seeing a beautiful Malaysian-Indian woman named Rima. She was about 5’2″, very skinny, very petite, with golden brown skin. We went on our first date together, and at the end of the evening, she invited me back to her place. When we got there, it turned out to be a whole two-story house, which was empty except for her. This was really unusual, especially in
Read moreBy Jim Priest. [google-translator] My name is Jeremy Smith. I don’t have a profession because I refuse to be part of the bourgeois system, due to the oppression of the masses. This is my lifestyle choice. It is my right to be supported by the welfare state. Middle-aged, I like to think of myself as fit and good-looking, even if my dick is small at three and a half inches when hard. I like the sight of a
Read moreBy uppishcarrot. [google-translator] Jack had always thought of himself as the kind of man who got what he wanted. He worked hard, he looked the part, and he carried himself with the crisp confidence of someone accustomed to being taken seriously. Louise, his wife, only amplified that image: a former fashion model, still stunning, with the poise of a woman who knew she was desired wherever she went. They were, by every measure, a perfect couple. Except behind
Read moreBy StraponHubby. [google-translator] Right from our first date, it was apparent that Amy knew what she wanted and focused on getting it. Whether it was professional objectives, fitness goals, or anything else she set her sights on, she would go for it. “I get that from my mom,” she told me while we enjoyed breakfast at a local greasy spoon restaurant. “My mother can be very… determined, let’s say.” Luckily, Amy’s own determination was presently focused on
Read moreBy 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 janeisapornaddict. [google-translator] Melony’s normal day of battling is disrupted when a new challenger enters her gym! She’s an unshowered, anxious, tiny-dick loser! And when she loses to Melony and bursts into tears, the Gym Leader can’t help wanting to comfort her… even as her darker urge to humiliate and bully this failgirl takes over~ “Hmm? What’s the matter, dear?” Melony cocked her head at the trainer she had just beaten. The younger woman was slender, her
Read moreBy CrazyColumbina. [google-translator] The fire burned dimly between the four women. They did not embark on this journey together, but they all shared the same goal. They were size queens, masters of cock, seekers of girth, and they were all on the trail of the same, mythic human man. Elektrish Scrambler, a goblin, stirred the lazy coals with a stick. She spread her legs while leaning forward, and under her mini skirt and between her short, skinny thighs,
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 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 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 Full_Description_441. [google-translator] I have developed a kink in being humiliated for my size. I’m now twenty-two years old. For context, I’m 6’1″ (188 cm) and have a 3-inch hard dick (Gold Member) and 1-inch soft. After being humiliated in the past, I decided to get into some SPH. I searched a couple of local sites and found nothing good. I then came across this great site. It had ones with video chats. I scheduled an appointment and
Read moreBy Max Swan. [google-translator] Richard Rogers sat fuming in the lobby of Solinax Corporation’s beautiful sales and technical center. He owned a large machining company that had recently purchased three heavy-duty lathes from Solinax. The damn salesman who had visited him last month had been convincing, and Richard had thought that he was getting a deal of a lifetime. However, the machines were not worth the paper on which the Solinax contract was printed. In fact, the machines
Read moreBy Dannyeight. [google-translator] When I was nineteen and in my last year of sixth form, I dated a pretty, blue-eyed blonde called Claire Carson who was super cute and, I knew, definitely well out of my league. We had been friends for a long time, and I felt that I could trust her, so when she started making advances on me in the back of my Ford Fiesta, I cautiously reciprocated. We were soon snogging fervently, our hands
Read moreBy Whiteboiwife. [google-translator] Cooper sat hunched on the green velvet couch, the soft cushions swallowing his frame as he stared down at the printed invoice in his lap. His thumb traced the edge of the paper. He’d read it three times now, hoping the number would shrink with each pass. It didn’t. Across the room, Dr. Shawn Williams sat in his leather chair, legs crossed, the curve of his thick forearms resting calmly on one knee. His shirt–a
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