True Story Stories

Every family has traditions that make them unique and mine is no different. This summer our family started a new tradition, one that I doubt many families have in common but maybe if they did they would be a lot more happy.

I was bored, wondering what to do. My husband was still away for at least another month. I decided to take a small trip there to watch the young guys on their skateboards doing tricks.

Two short stories, companion pieces. Two perspectives on the same youthful relationship and its quiet unraveling. Written in the same raw, introspective style, they explore the gap between what we plan and what actually happens when young love collides with timing, family expectations, and the unpredictable paths of growing up.

I'm Roger. My sister, Susan, and I were raised from birth in a full time nudist home. Our parents, Marion and Benson, were dedicated nudists and instilled us with wholesome family values. We grew up with another nudist family, Bill, Mabel and daughters, Becky and Julie. Our two families were always nude at home and at many social gatherings. This true story follows the adventures, trials, and shared memories that brought our two nudist families closer together.

Hey friends, the following story happened when my wife and I were dating. Back then, we didn't have a car or anywhere to get intimate, so when we were feeling horny, we'd go to the movies and sit in the back row so we could make out.

I hook up with a co-worker in a small medical services office. She finds she can trust me to exercise her libido. I find her really cute and horny like me.

A short memoir of a recent encounter. A cock-teasing lover leads me into a frenetic session, and I goad her into depravity with filthy language.