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.
A continuation of Multiple Spring Flings Part I, in which I conduct simultaneous affairs.
In the elapsing week, Lauren, Amy and I went about our lives. Lauren, I presume, kept on selling her bras from her home computer. She also (she would tell me), hung out with her only real friend in Chicago, a Swedish woman who had a boyfriend and lived nearby. Lauren was a New Yorker by way of Ohio. She’d lived in Chicago for about a year. You could say that’s another thing we had in common;...Read On
Julian and Margot get to know their upstairs neighbour
Margot and I had been living together for two years now. Finding Tofino too limiting, we’d reluctantly made the move to Vancouver about a year ago. She’d set up her own small catering company, and I’d left the survey business to resume work as a freelance photographer. To put it mildly, we were now living something of a hand-to-mouth existence. We’d learned a lot about each other in the...Read On
i accidentally bumped into a former student!
I first came to know him in my class. He was then a shy and reserved kid. He was a young lad at 12. Ten years passed. As has always been, I forget almost all the students who sat on my classes. He is no exception. I was sipping my favorite espresso on my regular coffee hang-out. I regularly came to this nook usually alone. Tonight was just one of those ordinary nights. He...Read On
A true tale of unexpected love
Wine is seldom appreciated by those unacclimated to its taste. The complexity of its flavor overwhelms the palate, causing its layered subtleties to be lost on those unaccustomed to the vintage. Thus it is, that despite songs and poems being dedicated to this most ancient of arts, most would fail in sensing the difference between a fine French Bordeaux and a glass of common table wine. On...Read On
Every nerve on fire in anticipation of the moment you come through the door and fuck me
I’m waiting here, every nerve on fire in anticipation of the moment you come through the door and fuck me. I run my hands over the fishnets on my legs, feeling the contrast of their pattern on my skin. Black suspenders match my black stiletto boots, a black choker at my neck and nothing else. This ritual of dressing for you, displaying myself for you, turns me on so much. As I lie there I...Read On
The continuing true story of sharing my Japanese girlfriend/wife with other men
While Keiko was sucking and fucking her English lover, Mark, I was fucking Yoshie. The second time I saw Yoshie was one Saturday night while I helped out at a friend’s Japanese pub and Yoshie walked in with a woman I knew, and secretly disliked, named Yumi. I had never forgotten Yoshie with her willowy body and long wavy hair; I had met her at a party a few years before and she would cross...Read On
She took advantage of her best friend's understanding
Saint Valentine’s Day has many misconceptions and murky history. V day is an age-old event where people express their love for those who loved, romanced and were turning point in life. This is a popular event in the western world. I appreciate those who loved and admired. V day is an event that reminds me of those who want to be loved, and have the desire to enjoy. Those who have a dream...Read On
My husband introduces me to my new lover
I lived in Flagstaff, Arizona, from 1983 to 1995. My husband, Jarold, had worked as a tow truck driver for almost eight years until one winter’s day a horrific accident on the I-40 drove him out of that career. He had seen a car completely pulverized between two semi-trucks, and the family of five inside were all dead at the scene. He was heartbroken and never wanted to witness anything...Read On
A new roommate proves to be full of surprises.
Our marriage of convenience broke up in Yellowknife. We’d been together for about three years. She was Swiss-French, and I was English-Canadian. Meeting in Indonesia, we’d travelled together for two years, overland through Asia to Europe. Then a year in Switzerland working at a ski station. Then six months in the Baja living on a beach in an old Volkswagen van. When we started running out...Read On
Two new lovers journey to the edge
Margot worked as a sous-chef in a restaurant owned by friends of mine. We’d crossed paths a few times, but nothing of consequence had ever happened between us. From a distance, I had taken note of her extraordinary pale gray eyes, and the way she spoke with the faintest of lisps. Kind of sexy, actually. I also knew that she had a boyfriend: a brawny one. Erring on the side of caution,...Read On
Naomi and I talk about the night before...
To recap: While crashing with an ex (Naomi) one summer, we came dangerously close to a threesome with our mutual friend (Anika). Sadly, Naomi got cold feet and nothing wound up happening. I missed my alarm and made it late to work. I was late a lot that summer. Thankfully, my boss was sweet about it, and though I was wildly hungover, I managed to make it sound like I had been the DD the...Read On
A visit to a Santiago bordello has unexpected consequences.
It was the late nineties. I was twenty-two and had just arrived back in Santiago after six very long months in southern Chile. Hired by a Canadian forestry company, I’d been managing a large timber survey about as far south in Patagonia as you could get. Further, in fact. When the highway stopped, we’d taken a boat for another eight hours to the isolated logging camp. What followed...Read On
How I became entangled with two women at the same time one Spring during my troubled years
I am settled down now (thirty-two-year-old male) and engaged but I keep mentally remembering the spring of 2016 when I (then a twenty-nine-year-old male) became involved with two women during an overlapping period of time. I was finishing up my grad school thesis at that time and had a pretty big ego about it. I felt fairly overconfident and was going through quite a promiscuous phase. The...Read On
A friend becomes a lover
The restaurant was usually very busy on Sunday mornings. My friend and I went every weekend for breakfast or lunch. The food was great, the price was fair and the atmosphere good. The real reason we went there was the waitress that worked there. My friend Kevin had a crush on her and wanted me to come and check her out. Being shy with women he wanted to ask her out but was too shy to do...Read On
When I helped my friend Nick discover what he wanted in life..
Part 2 The second time Nick and I exchanged bodily fluids, it happened in his apartment in the Christmas period following our camping holiday. I was still living with my Mom, more through choice than necessity. When my parents divorced, Mom had custody of my younger brother and me and, after getting through my early teenage years without too much trouble, we discovered we actually...Read On
When my friend Nick found out the truth about me.
Prologue I was twenty-one-years-old when all this happened. Although a truly unforgettable experience, I didn’t write about it earlier because… in the first place it never occurred to me to do so and, secondly, it's a true story or saga involving real people, some of whom are still friends to this day. That said, all names apart from my own, have been changed to protect the innocent ....Read On
It was her vacation too... and by God, she was going to enjoy it.
Friday, July 20th, 2001 The sun beat down on Heather’s bare skin. It was hot and it was humid. She had started sweating the moment she had stepped off the airplane two days ago, and hadn’t stopped since. The only time she felt remotely comfortable was when she was wearing her bikini—as she was now. It wasn’t much of a bikini either. She’d bought it, especially for this trip. “If I’m...Read On
She got that damn knowing smile that all women hold in reserve.
Kelly and I met on an adult dating site. We were two lonely people in loveless, sexless long term marriages. At the beginning of October of that year, I had to go on a road trip halfway across the country. Sometimes it’s less expensive to go pick up the items that I sell than it would be to have them shipped. On this trip, though, I knew that I’d be gone over a week and could not take...Read On
“One day I’d love to try out your husband’s cock.”
Angela was the one who had helped me get the job at the hotel in Flagstaff, Arizona. She lived only a couple of houses away from my husband and me. After work, she and I would use the hotel’s spa amenities. The locker room in there had an open style, so when you changed, you did it in front of everyone who might be in the room with you. Angela and I would change into our bikinis; one of...Read On
Triple play turns into home-run
In 1990, I was working as an accounting supervisor at a large hotel in Flagstaff, Arizona. I was twenty-nine and in the prime of my life. My hair was cut in a pixie style and was dyed a light red and blond mix. I had 32DD breasts, weighed 110 pounds, with a 24-inch waist, 28-inch hips, and a tight, round ass. At work, I had to dress in a tailored blue skirt that hit just above my knee; I wore...Read On
Husband comes home to eagerly awaiting wife.
I couldn’t help but feel annoyed and slightly angry after this morning. All I wanted was to relieve my frustrations before I had a long hard day at work. What better way to do that then fucking my wife while she’s half asleep, getting my fix and making her feel like she’s having a sex dream. But all she did was moan with displeasure and tell me no as I pushed my morning glory into her back...Read On
Based on true events, this was my dilemma.
I should have kept it to myself. Walking on fallen blossom leaves, the tree-lined boulevard carried the scent of hope. In a brief interlude of sunlight, we basked in the first warmth of spring. Fingers entwined, her expression pensive and doleful, we stopped for a moment under a weathered statue; it must have looked glorious once. I used to enjoy the silences, now it felt awkward. Tugging...Read On
A visit to a non-descript house shows there's more to it than meets the eye!
4330 Maple Avenue... an address I came to know very well. I was first introduced to the five bedroom/three bathroom, two-story Craftsman house through a friend of mine that I worked with. We'll call him Tony for the purposes of the story. My car had broken down about a week previously and I was forced to bum rides to get around until my paycheck came. One day, I begged a ride from him and...Read On
The continuing true story of sharing my Japanese girlfriend/wife with other men.
Keiko met her sixteen-year-old lover at the indoor pool of the high rise condo in downtown Sydney she shared with some wealthy Chinese and South Korean twenty-somethings who were in Australia to study English. For three months Keiko went to an English conversation school daily and in the evenings would go downstairs to the pool. One day she met a teenage boy named Jason who began to flirt...Read On
The continuing true story of sharing my Japanese girlfriend/wife with other men.
Keiko had been the boys' soccer team manager at her Japanese high school along with her best friend Akiko a few years before and was still crazy about all things soccer, a sport I only have a passing interest in. When she met Mark met at a party they connected through soccer and him being an Englishman who played soccer was an added attraction for her. Soon after, she introduced him to...Read On
A busy couple finds time to play
It was a busy day. Up early with the kids, then we were off grocery shopping. Running errands, taking kids for lunch in a busy restaurant, fighting crowds and traffic. Finally home. Unload the kids and groceries. Off to the park with the dog and the kids. Clean the house, do the laundry, cut the grass - it never ends. Throughout the day I stayed close to her. I held her hand, touched her...Read On
College head of department shows nude photos of himself to hot secretary on his last day.
I'll never forget what happened on my last day as head of department. My secretary Debbie was very flirtatious. I remember walking in to her adjoining office, standing over her desk, and looking straight down her dress to see her breasts and nipples. (The dress wasn't low-cut or ostentatiously sexy, but the neck kind of opened if she leaned forward.) Her breasts were smallish, very white...Read On
A certain online dating site is not the ONLY place that two farmgirls can find romance...
Saturday, June 24, 1995 Heather was pissed. Really pissed. Pissed off at her now ex-boyfriend Jimmy, pissed off at her father, pissed off at Katie Donovan, pissed off at the whole damn world. She slammed on the brakes of the beat-up, old Chevy work pickup she was driving. It skidded to a halt on the dirty, dusty road. She turned the key and let the pickup die. Heather gazed out at...Read On
The Vegas Trip
Then there was the time I had to go to Las Vegas on business. My wife had no interest in going to Vegas nor the time to go. Kelly’s husband was on a business trip of his own to somewhere in the Midwest. So I took her with me to Sin City. Day 1 I scheduled our arrival to be late morning on Sunday. That way we had time to check out the town away from The Strip. We had both been there many...Read On
The true story of sharing my Japanese girlfriend/wife with other men
Some years ago when I was a single guy in my late twenties living and working in Japan for a few years I met a twenty-two-year-old Japanese woman named Keiko who I fell in love with, and for three months we had a passionate romantic relationship, then, as planned, she left for Sydney, Australia to study English and I was to meet up with her there later in the year after I tied up loose...Read On