Diary - Page 100

Look, I’m Katie. I’m writing this because I have to tell someone who won’t judge. Or even if you do I won’t know about it. Like thousands of others I’m a nymphomaniac but probably where I differ from the standard nympho is that I’m 15 years old

It was now two weeks since we last went to Keith's and introduced our girl friend to K9 fun, so as soon as we knew she was ok for this Saturday night we rung Keith, he said he would arrange another good night for us

Friday - I have struck up a new friendship within my dormitory, her name is Sophia and her bed is next to mine. There are actually 4 beds in our room but one girl is away and the other is empty. Last night after lights out Sophia came and climbed into my bed so we could talk

I have changed the age of my Niece to be compliant with the rules. This also throws off all future timelines. I apologize for any confusion, however I hope you will understand

MENTORING BRANDON By Bob Chapter 3: An Afternoon to Remember! "Are you okay with this?" I asked Brandon as I was sliding my fingers closer to his manhole. "Oh, yes, it feels good," was the reply I wasn't really expecting

My wife, Tara, and I have been together for a few years. We had a pretty good sex life, but did not venture into the kinkier side of things. I had shared some of my fantasies and wants but she either would give a hard “no” or never try, even if I asked while we were having sex

Jan walked home with me, Joy saw the look on our faces and knew straight away we had been fucking, no sooner had we walked in than Jan stripped of and told Joy about our fun, saying she hoped it was ok, her seducing me

Note 1: I’m not a professional writer. All comment are welcome the bad, good and the ugly Note 2: If you don’t like humiliation, pain and the Dom/sub master/slave role then exit now and don’t read this story Note 3: My first story I wrote was how my daughter became my slave

standing at the open urinal, I undid my jeans and lower them down for him to have a glimpse of my flowered stain panties, he was desperate for some cock fun. He was a married man who was separated from his wife and four children, he was living in one bedroom apartment

It was the beginning of the summer 1979 and my parents were fighting all the time. When they decided to divorce it didn't come as a shock what did shock us is when mom asked if she could move in with us

BOY TOY For my own personal preferences, I would like to remain anonymous. I have agreed to tell all my secrets, but as of now, I am not comfortable revealing my identity

Mortified. If Ron had thought of the word he might have used it to describe how he felt at the moment -- so embarrassed and so angry at himself that he wanted to crawl into a hole and never come out

I was in my early teens when I first realised I had a much bigger cock than other boys my age. I copped lots of good-natured ribbing about it when changing while playing various sports

Nick told me to post this. He wrote it recently. ~ Jenny Well, it finally happened. For a while, I had suspected that my wife, Jenny, has been cheating. I confronted her recently with my suspicions, and she did not deny it, well, not really

This story is based on one shared with me that’s supposedly true, not sure if I believed that, but I liked it nonetheless. This is my expanded version of that short story with my own twist. As always, comments, criticisms and kudos always welcome and encouraged

1600 Pennsylvania Ave

e of her encounter with her mother's handsome young page, and the fire of lust that flashed from her eyes as the exciting details flowed from her lips, set me all aflame with such a raging lust (and such an erect and hard cock) that I thought it would burst open my trousers to cool its burning ardor

Introduction Hi, my name is Vanessa. I was born in December 1975 and now have a 34AA–24–35 95-pound figure with blondish hair. In 1998 I quit my boring existence in a little town in North Wales and went to work as a Housekeeper for a middle-aged man in the East Midlands of England

About 17 years later out of the blue I shot him and email with my phone number in it saying shoot me a text some time I’d love to catch up. A few days went by and I heard nothing. Then one day I was sitting in the office working and I got a text “hi stranger, glad you reached out

My name is Rex and I live with my mom and my siblings Mike and Kate, I just clocked 16 years old while my brother is 15 years old and my sister 14 years old and yes my mom give birth three years in a row