True Story Stories

"History is more or less bunk." Henry Ford
"Well this history isn't." Holly Rennick
"Those who don't remember the past are condemned to repeat it." George Santayana
"But could we give this one another run-through?" Cindi Barton

A Tales from an Ex-Brat Story
This short tale recounts my foray into the music scene, which likewise was short. It is a true story and only the names have been changed to protect the guilty. Per ardua ad astra.

A Tales from an Ex-Brat Story
Another blast from the past. Names have been changed to protect the guilty, and the embarrassed. This tale warns of the perils of overindulging in the good things of life, which may lead to under indulgence in other pleasurable activities. Moreover, although you should not look a gift horse in the mouth one should always be wary of leaping before looking.

A senior on the college swim team made me suck his cock after I stole his speedo.

Stephanie got a new job on her summer break.

"So, you like the thought of your little wifey playing strip poker with guys then?" I asked sweetly, my hand rubbing his hard prick.
He just grunted and pushed me onto my back. Forcefully, he pulled my legs apart and fell in between them. God, it was so nice, nothing gentle or romantic this time, just your hard and fast rut.

I was at the fair and met these 2 wonderfull girls that are crazy as hell. They both turned 14 last week and we celebrated that together pretty well.