True Story - Page 252

"Mom do i have to",i asked my mother as she just delivered the news that i would have to stay the night at my aunts for the night 'Yes you do she replied", she replied "But i hate Aunt Trisha" "You mind tour mouth son. You're lucky that she would have you over anyways

CNC in Real Life It was one of those long shift days at work. I didn’t get off till 6. I was feeling particularly rowdy. I did a scan of the parking lot for M but he wasn’t there. Not unusual on a Friday. So, I called him as I began my walk home

I was 31 at the time. I loved girls. There was nothing more I wanted than to have my tongue buried in a hot girls wet pussy, only to be followed up by stuffing her love hole full of my 8 inch throbbing cock. When I wasn't with a girl, I enjoyed frequent masturbation sessions

This story is pure fantasy This story is a fantasy, the author does not condone sexual abuse in any form. '10', There she was, standing there, her blond hair windswept, she pushed back the rebellious curls with her hand

My first college roommate was Mike. Like me, he was a good football player in high school who landed at State U. on a full ride. Sadly for him, he suffered a compound fracture just above his ankle in our sophomore year

One day, Adrienne was feeling bored and texted to her group chat of friends. “Anyone wanna have a sleepover tonite?” Megan, Chloe, and Hannah all responded yes, and they were to have a girls sleepover that night. “My parents are gone for the week, so we can do ANYTHING

It is a Saturday-morning. I have taken a long shower and decided also to shave my balls again. I still have an erection of shaving when I walk out of the bathroom while drying my face with a towel

Me, my best friend Vivek and his wife Disha went to the same college and been friends since then. Vivek is same age as me and Disha is one year younger than us. Vivek is average looking guy who is not fond of working out at all and treats his body like a temple

I’ve been straight as long as I can remember. Till this day, seeing a beautiful woman out in the street or wherever gets me going. Romantically, that’s always been my preference, as is to this day. I’ve also been horny dude as long as I could remember

He sees her out the corner of his eye. She was wearing a long sundress that seemed to cling to her body. “That’s a nice touch, although I didn’t think she'd show up here at the airport” he thinks to himself. He then checks his phone and starts the timer he prepared

“Tell me why we’re here, slut,” he ordered. Kneeling, she stole a brief glance around the hotel room before looking up at him and replying “Because I want you to teach me how to be a good whore, sir. I want to obey every command you give me, and satisfy you in any way you desire

he =i Highschool Fun He was in wood shop class in highschool and he saw a tiny young black girl who was lonely and tiny. She was an underdevloped 16yr old and had never been properly fucked

I last left you with finding out that the fishing trip John took with his dad was really a visit to Las Vegas for some gambling and a visit to the local whorehouse. I was hurt over it because he had not told me the truth. If not for DeRonda, I never would have known

When my sister Sandy and I were growing up, we often retreated to the basement to play game with each other. One of my favorites was “doctor”. I often had my 8-9 year old fingers touching her pussy and inserted things into her bald pre-teen pussy

Plaisance in Paris Part 1 “I say we go to Paris for New Years,” John said to me from out of nowhere