True Story - Page 463

Rescued from the Rain I am sure most won’t believe this story, but I had to write it anyhow. There must be a something about the last few years that have put me in unbelievable sexual situations

As a marriage grows you eventually open up and tell stories about things that you would not ordinarily have told. This was the case with my wife. I had made the mistake of telling her about a gay experience that I had had earlier in my life

I forgot I was even using these stories as a sort of diary of my youth, but recently found them again, I suggest before reading read the previous "chapters"

This is a true story of what happened to me and not some kind of fantasy. I write this with permission of the Mistress. Maybe my English is not always as perfect as I want it to be, but that is due to the fact that I am from the Netherlands

The story is by one of my friend Montu Kumar starts around the year-2011-12, around 7-8 years back from the present time. He become friend with me during a fashion show in Delhi.. Where he was the Event Planner. He has narrated his story to me during our several meetings

Rain, man do I love the rain. You get to stay in your pyjamas all day and watch movies with a blanket around your legs and a steaming cup of hot chocolate or coco in your hands. Rainy weekends are the best

Summer was 5 minutes away. The minute hand was in a slow descent on the number 6 as the time approached 1:30. I couldn’t wait for the prospects of another summer in the sun

This is one of my first stories. Everything in this story is totally true. Only the names have been changed. Please comment It all started last summer. I was 16 heading into my junior year of high school. I was a big time athlete. I play soccer basketball and lacrosse

Fat, flat and wet I was on business travel and drove to a favorite theater after an early dinner. This place only had 6 rows of seats, about ten in each row. The back wall was open and accessible of course

My first time was wonderful, it was unforgettable, and it was amazing. I'll never forget it. Here is my story. Eventually my girlfriend who is a bit older then me decided that she was finally ready to do the deed. Being the horny teenager I am, I was excited to say the least

At this time in my life I was Sixteen years old just beginning to blossom into my own body. My breasts over the summer had grown into size C's which was unusual in our grade for a girl to be that size. It had drawn more attention too

“Oh My God!” Jay said as we entered the hallway. “That was SO hot!” I hope we can do it again some time.” “Tomorrow let’s stay late in the locker room again. I think that’s what she wants.” I replied. Kyle and Jay nodded

Over the course of several months, my long-distance relationship with Brandy had hit a snag. Brandy secured employment within an urban sweat shop and began working some seventy hours a week, stitching up cheap clothing alongside a horde of illegal immigrant workers

THREE DAY LEAVE - DAY THREE Sexually sated, Doug had fallen asleep immediately upon falling into bed the previous night. He must have looked a little haggard as he entered the Cordero kitchen. Mama asked if felt well and placed her hand on his flushed (blushing) forehead

The following story takes place during my high school years. So I was dating this cute 18 years old girl named Gabrielle for about 6 months. She was a 5'2'', 100 pounds girl with B cup breasts and a nice soft ass

Later on, like a lot of teenagers did then, I found part time jobs to add to the merge pocket money we received, eventually finding one I loved in an old dusty bookshop in a narrow lane over the railway crossing

Jane met me in my room afterward along with the girls and after a long passionate kiss, lips on lips, we strolled into the garden and she briefed me for what the girls have agreed to

She had caught my attention on a website I favored, a new face with a talent for writing that had me hard and throbbing by the end of the first paragraph. I sent her a message about her stories, and to my surprise she answered

It began in my freshman year of highschool. My parents sent me to live with relatives in California so I could get an education there, and so they could get me out of the house. Originally, I'm from Texas, where football is a religion and George W. Bush is loved like a hero

I was in the city one day and was really horny and thought about visiting a glory hole if I old find one. So I went online and looked up sex shops. There was on not too far from where I was so I went there. It was a fairly busy store mostly men