Imagine a story that appeared here before we all had keyboards and AI - this is just one such story I posted here when SOL was new [ yea I'm really that old folks! - but will it still] hold good I wonder?
Sneaky Nephew can't keep his mouth shut
I was looking forward to jacking off and dropping a weeks load at home. As I stopped for a soda and food at the quick mart, I ran into one of the swimmers from the local high school, I love southern hospitality
A Tales from an Ex-Brat Story This is not the Fantasy Island of TV fame. There are no vertically challenged characters, or enigmatic gentlemen in white linen suits, although there are planes. This Fantasy Island is merely another excerpt from not so much Tom Brown's Schooldays but rather Jack Green's Fooldays. The events take place after my graduation from RAF Halton, when I joined the Real Air Force in Germany. Nothing was ever the same again; for the RAF, for Germany, but especially for me.
A short story of a chance meeting, the way it should have been, between a boy and an older girl from his school. She finds out that flagging down random guys can be enjoyable, but might also have unintended consequences.
Tony is a big Aussie bear of a man who is married (to a woman) but likes to fuck guys with his monster cock. I was lucky enough to be staying in the same hotel as Tony and met him at the pool before he took me back to his room and rammed my arse with his anaconda of a cock.