(True story) Well, I guess I better start off with who I am and why I want to tell this story. You can call me Strawberry. I've been through a lot in my life as the beautiful smart family orientated…
Continued from Part 2... “Your girlfriend has a sweet ass,” commented Dave, admiring Cindy’s bare rear which pointed at him. “Yeah I know,” muttered Bob distractedly as Cindy sucked and stroked his rod in front of his buddy. He…
...Continued from Part 1... When Cindy felt the lump in Dave’s pants, her heart started racing even faster and she almost gasped from the excitement. She started squeezing it urgently and Dave’s penis responded by growing stiffer and stiffer. He…
By Gustav Jorgenson Cindy and Bob attend college together and have been dating for a year and living together for 6 months. One night they decided to invite Bob’s good friend Dave out to see a movie with them. Cindy…
Diane walked through the house passing by the den as she did. A quick glance told her that Glen was absorbed in the football game as usual and would be for at least a couple more hours. They had hardly…
My wife, Kathy, and I met while working together in high school. She was a skinny 5'2"girl with the most beautiful blue eyes. We married at 21/22 and worked our way through college, grad school, career growth, and all the normal stuff. Although…
My aunt came to see my mother one day when I was home and I saw her in a different way than I have before. She was wearing a short skirt and her top was tighter than anything I'd seen her…
This is part 3 of the ongoing story of "How I Became A Gigolo: Became slave to guests. Namita hosted a dinner party for the ladies association in the apartment. She informed me that I need to be in her house…
This is the second part of the previous story (in continuation to How I Became A Gigolo Part One) After foot massaging Namita asked me to meet at a hotel address that she shared. I went to that hotel. To my…
This is a story of how I was turned to become a household boy and then gigolo for all kind of ladies who used me like anything for their satisfaction. Part1 .... It all started when I was returning from…