True Stories

Recently a female golfing friend of mine from the Coast was venturing east on a driving vacation, and made a stop near my new home. Since she had her clubs with her, we decided to meet for a round at my favorite course.

We go back to our seats and I suggest we head home. We invited our new friend to come with us and he gladly accepted. He decided he would drive separately and follow us there so that he would have his car when he is ready to leave

The bar and club owners, who had struggled for months, were overjoyed to have us back in circulation. They tried all sorts to attract us into their establishments. Happy hours, two-for-one drinks nights, live bands (some good and went on to be quite well known actually). But not surprisingly, the most attractive incentive, came from those bars that provided strippers.

“Of course, I’ll wait forever for you. You know that.”

This is part two of the true to life tale between my cousin Marie and I many years ago when we would travel together from Minnesota to my Bio-Dads (BD) house in Arizona. Part one includes the start of this transition from friends to so much more. …...The next morning…..waking up I could still feel the sticky residue of cum on my cock, the light of the morning was just streaming through the window. Looking over at Marie, her eyes were closed, my eyes roamed lower and I noticed

My sister possessed two costly tickets for a private bus tour across Southern California. It was a romantic tour designed for couples, transporting them from one destination to another on a large bus. Suddenly, I found myself being urged to accompany her. Plans changed when Christine discovered that her boyfriend had been cheating on her. He begged for forgiveness, saying the secret relationship didn't mean anything, but Christine wasn't the forgiving type (especially when it

I had imagined this second time around would be much like the first. Alcohol fuelled and perhaps later in the night. Well wasn't I wrong, The thought of tonight had made all of us extremely horny

Nicole was the first to bend over, telling me to fuck her. So taking my cock from Vanessa's mouth I put it in Nicoles soaking wet pussy, and began fucking her like she asked

It had only been a day or two since our first meet, and we were already texting quite alot. Our second meet was a Friday night, barely 5 days later, but I was keen to see her again and she had basically invited herself over anyway. I wasn't sure on what level though, were we friends just catching up or was this another transactional meet? Stacey arrived at my door with the same big smile she did last time, just a little more enthusiastic now. She had trimmed her hair, but it

I was browsing local classifieds, It had been a short while and I was feeling horny. The idea of a stranger, transactional and simple, was alluring. She didnt specifically advertise as a working girl. She was lonely, looking for company, as was I I suppose. But also asking for suggestions and rewards. After a few messages back and fourth she arrived about 830pm. A tall woman, lots of brown hair, probably down to her thighs. It was the first thing I noticed. And it was sexy. W