True Story Stories

A Jenny Lane Story (3)
An evening jog turns into a romp in the girl's locker room with my favorite student.

Army Life...no really Story
A hopefully amusing story of how I helped motivate a fellow soldier during basic training

Technically this wasn't my first lesbian experience as I'd been with my mom, her sister, and her best friend before I was with Brenda. However it WAS the first time I was with a girl sexually was not a relative of mine or close friend of the family. So as far as I am concerned this was my "first" time with a girl.

Parents' weekend can be a pain for some people but for me, it was a chance to be back together with my dad although I doubt it was going to be in a way my school would have approved.

Beth's been my BFF since we were little. We've shared some incredible experiences but when it came to sex, we weren't much different than most girls. We talked about our boyfriends sometimes even played with ourselves but there was never anything more. Last summer she introduced me to something new - sex parties. While we both watched each other, we never did anything together. Was it time for best friends to cross that final boundary? Then there was my dad...

Like every child, I always looked forward to Christmas morning. When I got into my teens the magic seemed to wear off a bit as the dolls and toys gave way to clothes, CDs and the usual teenager gifts. That all changed after I turned sixteen and started having sex with my parties. Ever since then, Christmas mornings have been extra special because now I look forward to my "special" Christmas present from my dad.

One thing I learned quick about escorting - every time is different. Not that I'm complaining! Bill had a fantasy about having sex in public which his wife wouldn't fulfill so he turned to someone who didn't mind at all - me!

So far I my short escorting career, the guys had all been looking for something they weren't getting at home and as a result, didn't feel bad about having to get it elsewhere. Dan loved his wife but he was desperate to have sex the way he'd always dreamed about it. It made for an interesting combination of lust and guilt.

Just goes to prove that smaller doesn't necessarily mean less. This party was more intimate than my first one but no less fun!

My dad's new clients demanded some "special" entertainment. Being married, he couldn't participate if he just went out and hired some hookers so he turned to me and my cousin Kristen for help. Needless to say, we were both more than willing to lend a hand - and more.