Diary - Page 95

After playing strip poker with mom, dad, and Ryan we all headed up to the bedroom loft. We were naked and very turned on. Mom suggested that we take it slow. She explained that being so excited would make it difficult, but the slow build would be worth it

My mom worked nights and sometimes if my step-dad or grandparents were unavailable, she would leave me with her old friend (Brenda) from her old high school. Brenda had a daughter (Shay)who was my age and a son who was a 2 years older (Dante)

Since the weather was getting warmer my parents decided it was a good time for a barbecue. They invited the neighbours on both sides of us and a few others from across the street. One of our neighbours was an older man in his mid forties who is unmarried

but after this story things never been the same it's like I find myself again It all started in October I lost the girl I thought was the one i loved her but the time was wrong And it's just hard for me to open up and I lost her now she has a baby and a good dude so I know I have to move on but

LETTER XV I cut short my last long letter as I was really too tired to write more at the time. Our dinner party was of the gayest

.They are a very attractive couple, with what appears to be all over sun tans. Peter is blond, tall and slim while Janet exudes sex appeal

Chapter 13 – A Welcome Love Triangle Danielle’s phone rang, and it was Brandi checking up on her house. She wanted to call and let them know that there were no changes yet, and the parents probably won’t be home until Sunday morning

One fine day…moments in our barn: “The Barndance by Phyllis and Roger There was something in my youth that I will always remember. We had a barn that before winter we would load up with alfalfa for the animals

In retrospect, how could I have not seen this coming? I told Lydia over and over again, “Like mother like daughter” without even considering that the opposite could be true as well. My mother, and sister all stared at me quizzically. My father stared expectantly

Just a game of cards My wife and I experience swinging for the first time. I am Gary and My wife at the time was Connie, we were long time friends with another couple who we often did things with like hiking, movies and playing the card game "Hearts" a couple of times a month

All characters depicted in this story are above the age of 18. ***** Chapter 6 I couldn't think straight. The dildo in my ass was stretching me out. My ass burned from its size, holding me open and filling me. But, what was worse than the dildo was my sister's shit

Disclaimer: READ THE THEMES - If you do not wish to read about this subject matter then do not proceed This is an entirely original work. All rights reserved ___________________ ___________________ Thursday 16th May 1991 11:14 pm Fuck. I'm in deep shit

Dear diary, My names Ollie, I have short light brown hair, deep blue eyes, I'm 5'10" and have a fairly average - slightly muscular- build. I have a cock that i'm very proud of, it's 6 1/2" which i don't think is too bad for my age. I play soccer for Ware Youth FC

Deepak Mehta a flourishing business man was under stress as he was c***dless. His vast empire grew by day. As he stepped into 40th year he was a worried man as he had no c***d to take care of his business. Constantly he took advice from eminent personalities but failed

I maybe shouldn’t have told mom I was still a virgin at nineteen, but I’d had a weak moment after yet another unsuccessful date. This revelation led to one of the most important moments of my life. “You’ll find the right one some day,” mom said

DADDY’S SECRET DIARY My diary is ‘Secret’ because here I relate, in total candour, random events of my life as a single father, and details of my very special relationship with you, Alika, my only daughter

Sexual Encounters of a Young man- 26 – Threesome with Rupali & Manavi. The story is by one of my friend Montu Kumar starts around the year-2011-12, around 7-8 years back from the present time. He become friend with me during a fashion show in Delhi.. Where he was the Event Planner

Wednesday was their day. Anne would drop her kids off at school and come straight to the hotel room he texted to her the night before. She was a godsend and easily the best sugar baby he’d ever had

In the Public Mens Room There is a park that my wife and I sometimes walk in. It has trails and nature walks which is great for meandering or exercising

Clara's Mind-Controlling Tweets Chapter Eleven: Feminist Sluts Train the Good Girl By mypenname3000 Commissioned by n1one Copyright 2021 Clara chortled over the picture of those two size queen sluts that someone had made covered in Santa's jizz