True Story - Page 219

I wake a few short hours later with early morning light flooding our room. Jenny is still asleep. Her blonde hair is across her face and spilling over my chest

It must have been about 7 PM when I walked in the door. My job had kept me a little longer than normal, and the Friday night traffic was imposable. I must have startled her when I called out, "Hi honey, I'm home

Reading to Liz Chapter One When I was a teenager my family had a house but because my father worked abroad we were hardly ever there

Well were do I start I can't explain why I'm so sexually attracted my my own mom but I am, I remember the first time..

Author’s Note: This story takes place a few weeks after the events of Dawn’s Lesbian Rape. This story is too long to write together, so I am breaking it into a few parts. I recognize the tone of these stories is quite dark and different

We were a week and a half into our trip to visit uncle Steve, and I was already dreading having to leave. I had 10 more days left to try and get some more alone time with him. I was so horny all the time, and he knew it. The thought of him touching me got me super hot

(This is in Alex’s (My) Point of View) I finished up my breakfast and I was about to walk back upstairs to get my school stuff for the day but I decided to stay for a little longer because I was running early that day so I thought I would talk to my friend Shannon for a while

I leaned closer to the mirror to apply my lipstick, the bright red smudged across my pink lips. I needed to hurry and finish my make-up, John would be home soon enough and I didn’t want to make him wait. I was looking forward to our outing tonight. I was already dressed

Dan thought he was a happy man generally speaking – he was in a good relationship with Anna, yes the sex was infrequent and somewhat routine, but, he was happy if not wholly satisfied

Joan (2) More Young Blood The lead up to what happened in this story is written by Mikro. The details of what happened when Jo was on her own are taken from her diary. DE = Diary Entry. END is the end of the diary entry

After I retired, I moved to a resort town near a large military base. A lifelong bachelor, I enjoyed the good life, and always had a good time. Although I was 60 years old, my weight was still about 180, distributed nicely on my 6' 1" frame

Most of my friends have two or three crazy stories to tell. One of them fucked a co-worker in the employee bathroom while the manager thought they were moving freight. Another guy had a threesome—a goddamn threesome—in the high school band hall

This is a story of what happened recently with my wife and I. The kids were at their grandparents', so we went into town to do some Christmas shopping for them

This story is a true story, based on myself and a family friend’s daughter, who let me say, was so god damn sexy you would want to do anything to be with her. She was 15, had straight black hair, about shoulder length, with a few blonde streaks, and 1 or 2 blue streaks in it

Friday of my 13th birthday, I had finished school for the summer and had walked home with my friends, we chatted and I received my birthday presents as we walk and because of this I was a little later getting home