After losing my wife to her big dicked black lover I was pretty depressed. I knew that my 4 inch skinny penis was not big enough to satisfy any experienced women. Sure it was fine as a teenager fucking young girls, but in my mid thirties I figured pussy for me was likely to be rare. While reading pornography on the web I discovered stories about small penis...
Giulia ran her long dark nails up and down Howie's swelling cock. He was hanging just above the floor with his hands tied to the rafters of the barn. Giulia and Howie loved going up to his parent's country place. Howie's folks summered in Miami now, and so the farm was deserted. Giulia shook her thick ash blonde hair and re-adjusted her sunglasses. She to...
Inspired by an idea by enigma3 in the Forum. * They say size doesn't matter, but when you are - whether by length or girth - within the smallest five percent of the population, it's difficult not to feel self-conscious about it. It's difficult to talk to women without imagining their horror, their amusement, their mockery, their contempt. Easier to avoid r...
This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. All characters are age 19+. Chapter 5 Today began like any other. I awoke in my bed with my wireless earbuds still in my ears. The sissy hypnosis audio track was gently playing...
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Chapter 1 - Going to Prison I looked at my calendar to see that I had a doctor's appointment today. It was with some new doctor in the city. My wife, Linda, set it up for me a month ago under the pretense of a 'joint health checkup'. It turned out that this Dr. Fleming was a well-known female sex therapist who had a great reputation for helping couples impr...
(All characters are age 18+) *** I felt like I was losing control. My body and mind were becoming less and less masculine with every passing day. And I was secretly ENJOYING it. I couldn't help myself. Every time I looked in the mirror, I found myself loving the ever-changing reflection. First, my dyed pixie haircut. Then, my bikinis. Then, my nose, ear, a...
The name of the CD bar he owned was called 'Over the Blue Moon'. It was the name of the one and only play Gary Stanisloph Kowalski the owner had been in when trying to make it as a stage actor 16 years previous. If he got drunk enough like the character artfully portrayed by 'Brando' he would playfully cry out 'Stella...Stellll-aaaaa' to the amusement of his...
Authors note: This story is an immediate sequel to my first story "Carol's Christmas". The events of this story deal with the younger man named Marcus who Mrs. Carson initiated into the mysteries of sex and submission in "Carol's Christmas". * Marcus was sweating bullets as he rang the door. He burned for Mrs. Carson...Mistress Carol...and needed to be wi...
When I woke up my eyes were glued shut. All Pippa's juices had dried and made a crust. I managed to get to the bathroom and with some warm water cleaned my eyes, then showered. As I dressed I realised that I could still smell Pippa's musky scent. There was no way I could clean it out of my nose... All those juices which had gone down my nostrils had dried ou...