First Time - Page 146



My first sexual encounter happened in the spring of 1982. I had just turned 14, and was with my family at a sportsman’s club that we were members of near Orlando, Florida. The club had horseback riding, tennis, skeet shooting, a gym, and dining facilities


I knew that my little brother Lee would be back for more after we’d both masturbated together that evening after we got back from school



Lost and Forgotten 12/20/2010 Author's Note: None of this is real. This may or may not be based on something real, but even if it was (and I'm not telling if it is real or fake) obviously names would have been changed, and locations shifted



Hi, it's Ali! I belong to a very large and conservative Muslim family. We lived in one of the largest cities in central India. My father had 7 brothers and we all live in a huge gates private compound



The intermission was over and I got into place to watch the second half of Thran Raider’s set. The balcony I was in was partially blocked off by parts of the new light and sound system they installed two years ago into the old theatre
Okay this is my first story i have posted so be kind. yes it is a true story it happen to me when i was young. i hate myself for it and always will.but we cant help what gets us off, and to tell you the truth this story even though i lived it and regret it, it still gets me off



Things carried on this way for a few months and Sophie was a regular visitor to our bedroom. We played out all our fantasies including my favourite where the two girls tied me up and had their way with me



kly, her head swimming in a mire of pain and fatigue, her arm strained around the shoulders of a broad figure that held onto her, her feet limp as she was dragged, wet mud clinging to her feet as they trailed through the filth together, her tracks a single line beside the footprints of her companion
It all started when I was in third grade. That is when I started to crossdress. I would strip down and put on my mom's bra and panties. Even though they were too big for me it was exciting. I was thrilled
Lucy is a beautiful girl, having inherited her mother's good looks together with her father's height. In-fact she was unusually tall. She possessed a most voluptuous figure and loved to display it. Unlike her blonde mother



Tristen, My Daughter’s Friend (chapter 3) Jay, a 40 year old married man had recently crossed the line with one of his daughter’s good friends, Tristen. It started out innocently when Tristen busted Jay masturbating one night when she spent the night with Jay’s daughter, Anna
I had originally posted this story with errors and asked them to remove it and after 2 weeks they did nothing but they seemed to respond in the third week so this is actually a repost. Sorry for all the trouble


Kaylee woke up early that morning. She had been luxuriating in her bed, a large king-sized plush bed, in her new apartment
we,have been married for 25 years,and for the last five years I have been trying to get my still gorgeous wife,to take a lover.I,told her my fantasy was to watch her get fucked .I wanted her to get a very big cock as i'm rather small



Chapter 1 Hi, Im Tom, Im your average 15 year old. I have always been quite stocky due to playing a lot of rugby, Im about 6'1 and i have brown hair, brown eyes Pretty regular guy. I have always had a thing for my French teacher, Mrs Jones