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Thoughts On Size

by simpleup on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

As a constant source of embarrassment that seemingly calls my masculinity into question, it's a hard thing to admit. But I guess there's really no other way to say it, so I might as well come right out with it. When it comes to the size of my penis, I come up short. Pun intended. In a strange way, it's liberating to admit. But it's also the cause of a great...

Goughster Explains: 'WASPs & Signs'

by Wank_Gough on Jul 15, 2020
Humor & Satire

A lot of fuckers these days put a lot of store in words, books, anything where a bunch of letters are shoved together and think it's pretty darn profound. "Oh, Hi Wank, we've missed your eloquence, charm and wonderful insights!" No problem, little fella; it's what I'm here for. Now shut up and pay attention. Thing is, whilst these people with bookcases ar...

Freyja Inc. Ch. 04

by Texas_law_man on Sep 15, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

Chapter Four: Training begins The elevator ride was only five stories up, much shorter than the last one. As the doors open Shea expected to see another office type setting where they would be poked and prodded again but much to her delight the atmosphere was more warm and welcoming. The walls were wood paneled and there was a nice runner on the floor inste...

Leaving Home

by Litbridge on Sep 13, 2017
Non-Erotic

(For Elizabeth) "Dad, I'm leaving." "Uh huh." "I mean I'm leaving home." "I know, son. Eventually." "No, what I mean is I'm leaving home like this weekend." "Oh. Well, you need to be clearer. As I always say, it's incumbent upon the communicator to ensure the message sent is received and understood as intended." "Right. Got it." "Well, that's clear...

Jenny and Jack Pt. 02

by loveking on Sep 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Chapter 8 POSING ALMOST NAKED FOR MY ART CLASS When I was at school I was always very keen on drawing and painting. Recently I had decided to re-kindle my interest and so I enrolled at an art evening class at my local college. The pressure at work was becoming a problem but I found that I could lose my self completely when attending the art classes and soo...

Mary's Hotel Massage

by loveking on Sep 26, 2017
Loving Wives

Mary had been travelling all day and as she arrived at the hotel she realised how very tired she felt. When she checked in she was grateful that a bellboy carried her suitcase up to her room. It had been a long time since she had been in a hotel. In fact, she realised with some embarrassment, that the last time she had been in a hotel room was when Richar...

Sarah's Husband

by JJEroticas on Mar 30, 2020
First Time

Sarah's Husband I was nineteen sitting at a table of other nineteen-year-old degenerates. We sat outside, drank rounds of coke, and everyone had their Marlboro packs obscuring the red and white striped table cloth. I ordered a TGIF burger, greasy, a favorite. My body had a secret inside shimmering of nerves, dehydration, and malnutrition from last night's k...

Cruel School Ch. 01

by bound2burst on Oct 15, 2017
Fetish

The bell rang and I approached my next class with hesitation. I could feel my bladder pressing against my tight skirt. I wish my mentor had let me use the restroom this morning, but he enrolled me here for a reason. I walked into the class room stiffly being careful with my steps. I sat down and tried to find a comfortable position, but it's hard when your s...

Jenny and Jack Pt. 04

by loveking on Sep 13, 2017
Group Sex

Chapter 15 MY CHINA BUSINESS TRIP I had been quite worried about my business trip to China. The customer was potentially a very big and prestigious addition to my bosses business and he had entrusted me to go without him. Much to my delight the meetings had gone well and now it was the last day which would conclude with a large banquet. Earlier in the...

Like a Virgin -- But Not

by sdbnnc on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

It would be easy to say it all started because I needed a cheap sofa for my new house, but that would be disingenuous at best, a lie at worst. The truth is that I was drawn to the idea of a D/s relationship. In the distant past, I had stumbled on a website for women interested in the D/s lifestyle. Ever since, I spent every spare dime and hour living a vicar...