True Story - Page 366

Story By: by coolswappy: x11mandie When I go over to my best friends house, I always hope that somethings going to happen between us. We're always cuddling and hugging, and she's constantly touching me whenever she can. Not in naughty places though, although I wouldn't mind

For the next week I spent every afternoon and evening getting my throat fucked. I got my face fucked hard from any and every position and direction that can be thought of. My favorite position, and his, was when I laid on my back on the bed with my head hanging over the edge of the bed

First off I need to say that this is my first time trying this and I'm not a pro writer and I'm just doing this for fun. I don't need you guys picking my story apart like one of my teachers. I just wanna know if you liked it or if it turned you on. Thanx :-) My name is ..

"lets go." you said. i was nervous when you even first told me of sneaking away from the fireworks and the party, "besides, ryan and skylar need some time alone anyways." you giggled as you whispered this and took my hand in yours leading me away from the noise

I first met Debbie when she was 15 and still in school, I was a little older at 19years. She was very beautiful, slender, petite, with a gorgeous athletic body, loving and tender with a Julia Roberts mouth and smile and a wonderful caring personality

At age thirteen, I got myself on the birth control pill as soon as possible after I lost my virginity. Patrick, my sixteen year old boyfriend, was insatiable. He always wanted to fuck me when we were together anywhere and he loved cumming inside of my pussy

My neighbor My name is Amy. I am a 26 year-old stay at home wife. I have stayed fit since my cheerleading days in college. I have shoulder long light brown hair

Kris and Kat, The Swensen Girls June 1962 “Hi, Don! Kris wasn’t expecting you until 6 or 7 this evening. She and Mom just left for some shopping. I doubt they’ll be back for three or four hours. C’mon in

The names have been changed for privacy reasons but the rest of this story is true. This happened to me when I was 12 I am 22 now. Ten years ago this changed my life and later on my reputation as Tommy and Andrea would play a big part in my becoming who I am today

I should like to remind readers I am the author of the “Winter at Beech Mountain” and the “Have Hands--Will Travel” stories. The account I wrote under--Michael Miller was compromised. XNXX suggested I change to this account

Matt’s heart beat fast, he took deep breaths, and his mind raced. In just a few moments his plane would land on the ground and he would finally meet the girl of his dreams

By the time we returned to our holiday villa, it was well past 11 o’clock. The combination of a late dinner and Julie’s desire for an extended masturbation on the walk back had taken us into the quieter part of the evening

As you heard in previous stories, Angie is a beautiful woman with olive skin, long black hair, nice figure and a pretty face. She’d been a beautiful teenage girl, beautiful coed, and beautiful young woman; and she wanted to experience all life had to offer

Hey this is my first time writing one of these so don't expect any five star writing other than that you're fine. This is the story of how I fucked three sisters in between a week

We had just got home from our night out. My husband James open the door and went to the kitchen to get some drinks as I welcome our new friends into our home. We had met Stacy and Brandon at the bar and had became friends rite away

So there I was at Shane’s house with Shane and two other guys from my husband sport’s team. We had just gotten back to the house after a night of dancing, drinking, and a whole lot of fun – and flirting. We always flirted when we hung out, even when my husband David was around

Laney and I had been married for about 4 years, I was 24 and she was 22, and had a very active and creative sex life. She was into exhibitionism and every time we went out partying, someone got to see and sometimes grope her tits

After our little fuck session, we’d had a nap and, surprisingly, done some homework. Right now, we were down in the TV room. My arse had recovered slightly so I was able to sit. We’d been gaming for a while, and we’d added another game on top of that to keep it sexy

Over the summer, I had three different music projects going. This band that I got together with my junior year had really taken off and then I was starting to mess around with punk music and cover-songs with one of my good friends

Not a Word Spoken This is the story of me and my mom it happened when I was fifteen. My mom and I lived alone in a little one bedroom apartment that we were forced by circumstance to move into nine months ago