True Story - Page 437

I am married, but I am Bi, well almost 90% gay really. We still live together although we don’t have sex. We sleep in the same room, but different beds. My daughter, & her boy friend stay with us. They sleep in the spare room. He is over 6 foot, slim & quite “dishy”

d by too many characters but when I started I never imagined it would get so drawn out, however I was trying to convey how fucked up my marriage had become in such a short period of time and to this end things got drawn out in the earlier parts, I will try to put the story to bed as quickly as I can

After the party By Samantha G. Lynn and I were on our way down to the ground floor to go for lunch at our favorite near-by spot. The elevator stopped at the fifth floor and a total corporate asshole got on

Mr. Warren's class, he is a easy teacher to get along with but you can't really understand a word her says somethings. Anyway one day in his Chem class, it was the start of a new semester and that means that we get new seat in his class

“Awwwww René, I’m sorry”, and leant down to hold his head and kiss the top of it. As I nuzzled into him, he put his head up and began to lick the butter and honey around my mouth….”oohh stop that René” but it was rather nice, so I clamped my lips tight shut and let him continue

As you have read both Ashleigh and Renee and I are part of the relationship now after a weekend away. It now comes to a grinding halt due to a trip to China, but theirs continued to blossom in my absence. Ash will write about this shortly

He looked deep into her auburn eyes and saw the soul of my lover

He pulled open her lips to look inside. Her head was back under the pillow and she was letting him do whatever he wanted. He wanted to see what a pussy looked like up close

When I was in College, I was a very wild little slut. But, I didn’t start out that way. There were several things that led me down that path….And I will introduce you to the first here

I was home alone as usual since my parents divorce. My mom decided it was best to move away and distance herself from her only son, and as was expected, my dad was working late again

Believe it or not, this is the true story of how me, the horny sixteen year old nerd, got laid. I had to shorten some of the time passage, and change names so I wouldn't give away real information, but I attempted to retain it's natural beautey as a story..

Quickie at the Car Wash The car ahead of Frank and Tina finally cleared the car wash and the red light went off and the green light blinked on. Frank put the car in gear and Tina began to giggle in excitement

I had been divorced and living alone for five years. The only sex I had in that time was the occasional romp in the hay with Dandy. Dandy is the name I have given to my vibrator. I named it that because that's how it works. It works just Dandy whenever I need a sexual release

From Lonely Unfilled Housewife to Perverted Slut Chapter 3-re-posted Edited by a friend

From Lonely Housewife to Perverted Slut Chapter 9 re-posted Edited by a friend

I grew up in at the edge of a fairly small town. From my house, 2 blocks to the north was marshland, 2 blocks west was fields, mostly corn. In my neighborhood there was a group of 10 of us who would play together. We played various games depending on who’s turn it was to choose

This is based on a story I wrote a long time ago. I decided to rewrite it, because this is a dream of mine, which actually came true! When I dream, I go places, and do things, without all the humbug of daily life and without my physical limitations

I reached over to Giogo and began stroking his big dog cock, my head was still swimming while she got up on her knees in order to kiss me. Long wet kisses. She began sucking on my tongue. I let go of the dogs cock and fell back onto the bed with her

e account with an apology to all the anonymous visitors that read and commented on the first two posts, it saddens me that you have not joined our wonderful site and contacted me personally on my profile so that I can talk to you all individually, but that is after all your choice and I respect that

Call me Joanna It all happened so long ago now that it seems not only to have been in a different place at a different time but so different as if it almost had never existed. But it did