A Snippets Story This relates the tale of how I chance met a one night stand (one morning stand, really) from a couple of years ago. Lots of gay oral ensued. If that isn't your cup of tea... One day I'll write about that morning.
It seems funny to me that of all my diary entries this is the one people seem to have the hardest time believing. Well, I guess I can understand why but that still doesn't make it any less true. Admittedly it represents what was probably our wildest day at the store but that's why I wrote about it and not some other day. This just goes to show you what happens when two sluts try to outdo one another!
I am Raju and now working in a 5 star hotel in Dubai. Before making any judgement I want to tell all friends from Europe and USA that what I am writing is real. Here in India still sex before marraige is rare and it happens sometimes as a gift. Here it is a real incident for you.
This book is a heartfelt story about great friendship and forgiving love, about how trials and life troubles can not only separate, but also bring people closer in a new way. The characters, each with their own unique destiny, learn to overcome inner fears, open their hearts to each other and see something more in life than just a series of events. Their path is a journey to acceptance and understanding, where friendship becomes a reliable anchor in the darkest moments, and love finds the streng
When people hear I have sex with my family they immediately seem to assume something is weird or kinky about me or even that my parents are abusive. Nothing could be farther from the truth so rather than just explain what happened this day I think you should know a few things about me so you'll better understand the circumstances. If you want to know more I have written numerous other stories explaining my past further and my views on incest and my relationships with my parents.
After three weeks of nothing but my finger, I was horny as hell. Sometimes it doesn't matter who he so much as what he has between his legs. It's amazing how easy it is to find someone willing to help a girl out!
It was time to leave for my last year of college. In the past my dad was always the one to fuck me last but this year he was joined by his brother. It proved to be a "different" experience but then sometimes two can be better than one! When I read this over I realized I really rambled on a lot about things. If you're looking for a straight slam-bam style story, you might want to skip this one. If you continue on, don't gripe at me later - you've been warned!
I received some very nice replies to my "Muse" entry. Here are some of them. What do you all think? Lots of different opinions, which one do I go with, if any of them?