True Story - Page 337

I found Ms. Jane, Lucy, and Daina already at the tea-table. Lucy again blushed on seeing me, 'We're delighted to see you, Aamir dear!' said Ms, Jane as I entered. 'We were so glad to get your message inviting us

A number of people have asked me to tell my life story since I have hinted at some of my unusual experiences. So I think the best point to begin is the night that ended my 10-year marriage. It was a Friday night and my husband Tim came home drunk

Snow day. As a fifteen year old (sixteen in four months) I was a hard worker. I come from a middle class family but was never given any thing for free. I had to work. If I wanted a new bike I had to raise the money my self

I had been seeing the same hair stylist for more than twenty years. It started from the time when I was about 40 years old and I think she was about 20. I kept going to her for obvious reason, and it wasn’t just because I got a good haircut

1-18 Sunday was another typical morning in the house, Robert was working on spreadsheets and emails and I had a massive headache from drinking too much the night before. The painkillers hadn’t kicked in yet so I decided to lie on the couch and watched an old movie

This is an experience I had when I was in my teens. All true. I was about 14 and there was a girl in the apartment complex that was 12. She used to hang out with us and one Summer day she was with me and two of my buddies in my apartment

Two sixteen year old boys explore outside the confines of the bedroom - part two of Teen Painting V2 We were walking by a river near my home, when we decided to sit down by the embankment. It was a hot day, and we were enjoying our summer holidays

Many years ago, when I was 15, I discovered my dad's stash of porn magazines. At that point I would have been happy to simply see a picture of a naked breast. However, my dad's tastes were a little more twisted than typical Playboy porn

Having been traveling for several months, I made my way up the windy mountain roads to my Aunt Carol and Uncle Jesse's house. They lived at the base of a gorgeous mountain in the Northwest and I had been there as a young boy, but not since

A true story about me and my younger cousin it starts a bit slowly, and sucks a bit, but bear with me, unfortunately English was never my strong point, so even though this is a true story I tell it pretty badly, but oh well, make your own mind up

True Story - My name is Sam. Me and Andy have been friends for almost our whole life's and up to that point we had never even though about each other in a sexual way

George stood at the door, fidgeting and waiting for Annette to answer my knock. I was thinking of the conversation that we had on the phone. I knew she had been without sex for a while. And that she had been thinking about having me inside her ever sense our last meeting

I had thought that night, seeing Barbara after many years, was destiny. Our relationship was like a book partly read and never finished, and that night at the fights I felt was a fitting final chapter to this story left unfinished for so long

ed with cum all over my hands and pants, When I go back remembering what happened I realised I was masturbating and fantasising my sister's naked body showering with soap slipping from her neck down between her beautiful boobs to her toes that I would give a million dollars to stick them in my mouth

The sun was almost down now. I thought to myself, I wish I had went another round with the black men, before I let them go. I smiled. I went in and threw on a tee shirt and some shorts. I went around cleaning the house, while I waited for mom