True Story - Page 216

I grew up with my mom, dad and 2 sisters. My parents were naturists, naturally my sisters and I were to. We grew up being naked all the time and there was never anything sexual about it. Whenever we went on holiday we used to always go to the same...

Part 4 Ok, this update is kinda long and doesn’ t get to the action until the next update. Friday I’ m back at work at the studio early setting up for the session and running the events of the week through my head. I’ d...

Sally’ s Late Teens At 18 was a senior in high school. I had also started dating a new boy on a full-time basis. His name is Lance. Shortly after our first real date I told him I was going to go out with another boy that I had made a pr...

When i was married we had all kinds of fun swinging, threesomes, and I started setting her up for gang bangs and sharing for BBCs to fucker her. Well we ended up splitting up and one night one of...

I am Mansiha 24 year old married and a bi. I want to share with all of you my first lesbian experience and how it let my hubby and I to the amazing world of groups. It all started when I had just finished school. My cousin...

Brandon' s melting chocolate eyes stared lovingly into mine. My heart raced, for I knew what was coming next. As his face drew closer, I could smell the Juicy Fruit gum he had chewed to make sure his breath was okay. Our slightly parted lips b...

My husband is in the Air Force. We are based near a fairly large city. We lived in a condo close by. My husband goes to work during the day so I started to look around for a job. Something close, not too demanding, but something to keep me busy an...

This is a true story from the time I grew up in the rural/suburbia of North Atlanta in 1980' s. The Chattahoochee River run from North Georgia all the way to Florida along the Alabama border, snaking through metropolitan Atlanta along the way....

As an old man, in my seventies, who has been given the nod by my doctors that my days are numbered, I spend a lot of time looking back at my life. Recalling what I have done and achieved. Regretting the things I should have done and did not do. I...

My name is Brian and I grew up in a small town on the Washington coast. Even at an early age I knew I wasn’ t into sports. I was more into learning and educating myself. Because of this I was seen as a nerd and only palled around with the oth...

Memories of youth Preamble As far back as I can remember. This childhood memory is engraved in my memory. I was 5 years old in 1955. I was part of a family of 5 children, including 3 sisters We lived in a large house betwee...

From the earliest times I remember my parents would take the whole family to nudist resorts/beaches at least once a summer occasionally more. My family at the beginning of my awakening consisted of my father, who was in his mid 40’ s, about 6...

That was after Zara and I watched her man, Ben, give my man a tremendous blow job. For the next few weeks my man constantly teased me. “ Is this what you really want bubs? ” he would ask as he showed me MMF and FFM pics on his com...

The boss sent Monerah on a 2 week vacation to Cape Town. She was to meet with some potential clients. She had to make a good impression on them because they were potentially huge accounts for the company. She arrived in Cape Town on Friday m...

On the way to Sweden. The first part of this was sent to me by a reader who is on her way to Sweden and a new life with a husband that she had had less than a few months with in the States. I have edited her text a bit to make it a little mo...

This story takes place in summer of 2007, and was 16 years old. I never had alot of friends in high school, and was still a virgin. I was always so horny, I' d get random erections at school and would even masturbate in the bathroom sometimes....

I came home early in the evening on a Saturday night. Me and my friends had met at a café in the city but the party mood wasn’ t there so everyone decided to call it a day and went home. There I was, at home around 1am. As usual...

As I stood alone in my college dormitory for the first time, staring out of the large picture window, I couldn’ t believe that it was real. After quite literally a lifetime of working my ass off, I was now standing in my very own room at Harv...

I grew up in a small suburban townhouse with my mom and my stepdad, without really knowing my dad. Growing up I didn’ t have a lot of confidence or self-esteem. We didn’ t have a lot of money and as a teenager I didn’ t feel I any p...

My cousin and I were close when we were young, but my family moved away. I would visit each summer and we would pick up where we left off. The summer after puberty we started talking about sex and girls. The summer after that, things changed a lot...