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True Stories

True sex stories, are those which feature real stories, either experienced by the author, or those they've been party to or told about.

They could be tales of one-night stands, dating site hook-ups, blind dates, house parties, first time swinging experiences, free for all hippie sex romps.

Stories submitted to this category, should be inspired by actual real events, and are deemed to be true.

Summer Lifeguard Seduction

Part 1 - An inexperienced college boy gets more poolside attention than his wildest fantasy

Sometimes reality goes above and beyond one’s own inner fantasy life. I was near the end of my college years, was working a summer job that was a mix of groundskeeping and, in the afternoons and early evenings, filling the role of a makeshift lifeguard at the apartment complex community pool. I’d get hot and sweaty cutting grass and hauling garbage in the mornings and then strip down to my swim trunks in the afternoon and...

The Nice Guy Finishes

My first time getting picked up at a bar

The events in this story happened in late 1998 when I was 25 but the backstory starts earlier. I was Pinole Valley High School (PVHS) Class of 1990. Most people don't have a clue what that means, but Billie Joe Armstrong and Mike Dirnt of Green Day were also PVHS Class of 1990. Billy Joe didn't graduate, but Mike Dirnt did in case the band thing didn't work out. Gino Toretta who got the Heisman Trophy in 1992 also went to...

My Time Of Reckoning

Then, the unthinkable happened. Jennifer slid her panties down to her ankles and gracefully stepped out of them.

I had just finished my conversation with Jennifer. That was it! I am committed, and there is no turning back. I have finally accepted what I have always known. Jennifer was the "One," and I knew it. I felt as if the weight of the world was lifted from my shoulders. On the other hand, I have embarked upon a new chapter that would rearrange my life as I knew it. I wasn't hiding behind sex anymore. This was very real. In the...

Sitting naked in the outdoor hot tub underneath the Treehouse Dungeon, I felt the hot water reminding me of all the places where leather implements had made contact with my body. My ass had borne the brunt of the impact, but my tits, pussy, legs, and back had all been part of the erotic spanking. My Sir removed the leash but left the collar in place to remind me that I belonged to him. Greedy hands roamed over my body, pa...

The Allure Of BDSM

BDSM porn spices up my marriage and I try the "real" thing on the side.

I have a limited amount of experience with BDSM, but it has become a major part of my sex life due to my wife’s interest. As previously described, porn has been an integral part of my marital sex life. Early in our marriage. my Catholic-school-educated wife found Penthouse Forum and Penthouse Letters a big aid to cumming in conjunction with her vibrator. I do not remember how or why I brought these magazines into our bed,...

B Swallows All

B gulps down her first load.

As I lay on my back watching B give me another excellent blow job, I wondered if today would be the day. Would she finally swallow my cum? I quickly pushed the thought away and focused on the feel of her lips and tongue as they expertly simulated my cock, on the sexy bounce of her tits as she bobbed up and down, and on the look in her beautiful brown eyes as she stared at me. “Holy shit, babe, that feels so good,” I said...

Losing my Virginity part 2

The next morning filled with fun

I woke up still nude with my boyfriend lying next to me. It was still dark out as my eyes adjusted to the darkness. I felt my boyfriend's cock pressed against my back. I smiled looking at the clock. Only 5 AM. I slipped under the covers and licked his cock. I could still taste the sex from earlier. I then kissed the tip and put the head past my lips, licking the tip. He let out a moan and I could tell he was now awake as...

Treehouse Dungeon Part One - Impact Play

Sometimes the best dungeons are not below ground!

After hours of wicked, erotic torture in the form of a remote-controlled vibrator during a long car ride, the sub and her Master drove through the wrought iron gate and traveled down the road to an isolated treehouse cabin in the woods. But it wasn’t just any treehouse; it was an adult-themed Treehouse Dungeon. Treehouse and dungeon are two words that seem to contradict each other. But this decadent Airbnb in beautifully...

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The Annual Works Awards Night

Meeting Sarah and Louise my Co-workers

Tracey was attending her close friend's wedding, so I had to go to my work's annual awards presentation night by myself. I was not expected to go because I did not know her friend. We decided to have our own night since she gets tired of my company's presentation nights. I was gone for several days because the wedding was local, but my presentation bash was in the Midlands. I lodged in a hotel along with the other staff m...

Memorial Day Weekend - Part 1

A special holiday weekend with my childhood best friend

My holiday weekend was planned a month ago. Memorial Day is always difficult for me. I lost my only child in Iraq, killed in action. I can’t believe it has been fifteen years since he was taken from me. My lifelong best friend knows this is a dark time for me and she invited me to join her for the weekend. I traveled to New York knowing I was in for several nights of debauchery. Betsy and I met in the second grade and we...

Why Green is My Favorite Color

Thanks for a friendly escort, I discover sex clubs and a love of "performing" publicly.

I have loved Las Vegas since my first business trip there in the early eighties. I love it because of its “open-all-night” vibe, one even stronger than New York City’s (another metropolis on my love list). In addition, it was the first place where the concept of an escort crossed my mind. As I reminisced about the incident in an earlier installment, I was walking through the packed Flamingo Hilton casino (now just the Fla...

My First AMP

A nervous plunge into the AMP world

I was never the stud growing up. Yes, I had girlfriends, lost my virginity in HS, but if half the rumors were true, I was missing out on the carnal activities my peers seemed to enjoy on a weekly basis. Fast forward to college. I came a bit more into my own, but even looking back, I can see so many missed opportunities for uncommitted sex that I just didn’t pick up on when served on a silver platter. As I graduated and mo...

The Sting Of Passion - Part 2/2

A true story about having sex with Sara in the same bed that I share with my boyfriend, who is away on business.

As Sara and I lay in the bed I usually shared with my boyfriend, our tender kisses became more passionate, our bodies awakening to the simmering desire that lingered between us as the afterglow turned into a rekindled flame. Lips parted, tongues met, and hands began to roam, exploring familiar territory with renewed fervor. "You make me so horny, Emma," Sara blurted out, her cheeks flushing. "I've never masturbated as muc...

My New Craving

Exploring my new self.

I have been happily married to my wife for four years. My wife is German, a year older than me at thirty-two. My friends always told me that I was lucky to land her; she's blonde, about 5'8 and very skinny. She doesn't have the biggest set of breasts but for her frame, they look amazing. Almost the perfect size for her; soft, firm, and those nipples are so naturally perky that more often than not they poke through her top...

The Sting Of Passion

A true story about having sex with Sara in the same bed that I share with my boyfriend, who was away on business.

My heart pounded as I waited for Sara to come over to our home—the home I shared with my boyfriend. My phone pinged with a message from him: "Have fun tonight. It's fine with me if Sara sleeps over." "Thank you, love. Maybe some other time. I will call you once she leaves," I replied. "OK. Love you," was his curt response. I smiled. How many men would be so supportive of their fiancée exploring her bisexuality? He helped...