True Story - Page 447

I've never known what it is about me, but for some reason I just love to do things you aren't supposed to do. Once again I found myself up to no good. I'd just gotten off work and was heading to a local bar with one of my married co-workers

Ever since I caught my wife fucking another man in a quiet underpass {read my other story caught her } after she had a night out with her friends It became an obsession for me see her do it again

When we arrived back at my house, it had started raining again. I unlocked the door, Grace stepped inside and took her coat off. She was only wearing the nipple clamps! “You’ve walked all the way home like that!” I said staring at her tits

Her'es another Omegle chat I just had with a random stranger. I hope she was really who she claims she was! Enjoy. You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi! Official messages from Omegle will not be sent with the label 'Stranger:'

sex with my adopted sister Breanna. I can't resist her, and she has told me many times she really loves & enjoys are sexual play time with each other. As it is summer & hot outside she wears these nice low cut tops and nice shorts.

So i never talk about this one, its a crazy one even for me

I had just completed three and a half years of service in the United States Marine Corps, mostly in Japan and Vietnam, and for the remainder of my four year tour the Corps decided to station me in what I felt was the armpit of California; Bar-fucking-stow

Kate had been married for almost 25 years. Karl was a wonderful man, but because of his many medical problems, he had developed ED. Kate spent whatever time she wasn’t working in caring for Karl’s needs. Kate felt trapped, bored, and mostly sexually frustrated

Sharing Cindy Chapter 23 “Cindy and Sandy: Two of a Kind” This chapter will be centered on a particular friend of Cindy’s. Her name is Sandy and the two of them managed to get into a lot of situations through the years

Story of myself torture. Note: this was my first story about my journey into being a pain slut. I posted it on my e-mail account with my ex husband. I have now moved it over to my new E mail account. That is why it looks familiar to many of you

I walked around the house, I couldn't think about anything else. All that ran through my mind was one thing. No matter what I tried to concentrate on, nothing could push the wicked thought that kept intruding on me in my reverie. I walked around like a man possessed

This is the last story of this "arc" as after this, Tom and I no longer saw each other. We had two instances where I had sucked his cock, and the second time, was more confusing than the first. There was something about it that I couldn't get out of my head

Finally our travel date arrived. The flight out was mostly uneventful, well except for the young man who may have just cum in his pants. His only sin was having the seat next to Cindy for 5 hours

This is the first story of many, it’s a real story, and tells of my sexual relationship with my best friend. If I get good ratings, I will write the rest of our experiences. These stories are VERY progressive; we did not go far our first time

While this occurred nearly 15 years ago I still get a hard-on when I think about it. I decided it is time to share it with the rest of the world. This story is true. Sorry there are no monster cocks, but I think the truth is hotter anyway

"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