True Story Stories

True Story about the night I got a bj from a stranger off AOL at the movies.

A simple late night lift whilst i was on shift became a memorable experiance with a couple of cops

Not a nice story. Quite unlike the things I write (am writing) for my own enjoyment. If you are looking for detailed accounts of snuff, then you are out of luck. If you are squicked by snuff, then you'd better move along. And everyone else had better move along too, there's nothing to see.

This is a short story of a real encounter I had while living in Las Vegas. It's of me and a gentleman having a sexual fantasy fulfilled of being outside and aroused by peaked curiousness of just how aroused we'd become with the potentualness of being seen.

This is a real experience for the readers from my life. Hope you will enjoy this.

There was no reason to lie to Shannon about my affair with Verne, but for reasons that to this day still baffle me, I did. Shannon and I had a good relationship, one that allowed me to indulge my lusty nature, just so long as he was with me. I liked two men using me, but I chose not to say anything the following morning about the fun I had with Verne. This story has two endings, one of which is true.

Inspired by a true story: a brother, weary of disrespect, uses force on his sister, gaining revenge in the most pleasurable way his drug-addled brain can imagine.

A row on his birthday leads to sexual adventure