I only write true stories.
How I get involved in the situations I write about is a complete mystery to me. Shit just happens.
I have read hundreds of stories on this site and most of them tell how perfect the people are. Big dicks, tall and hansom and wildly overt. Women fatally beautiful, big tits tight asses and on and on. Blah, blah, blah.
Not the case here. I write about normal people. People with flaws both in character and with physical faults. You know, just normal people.
The average person likes to fuck. I cannot be disproved of that.
Men and women both like to fuck.
However, it seems like I spend a lot of time apologizing for men. Men generally make lousy lovers. They rush, they think a dick makes the difference, they can do no wrong. Stupid, stupid, stupid.
You get out of any encounter only as much as you are willing to put into it.
Having said all that I will now begin my true tale.
Me, just an average sort of guy. No six pack, no giant cock, nothing exceptional about me except I can read people really well.
No not physic just spent a lifetime paying attention to other people and what they say and how they act and react to things.
My story is about a second cousin of mine. Her name in Dana. Dana is about 5 feet 8 inches with a normal body. Maybe a couple pounds extra and that adds a lot of pleasure to me in the fact that she has a great jiggle factor. Her hair is brown and cut to fit her face and she is a guy's girl. Jeans, T's and a great sense of humor. Even before we fucked, she was one of my favorite people. Always fun to be around.
She and I grew up together and as we went into our late teens. She was 19 and I was 22 when we began seeing each other.
We would often just hang out and she was the best wingman, if you will excuse the improper gender reference, a guy could ever have.
We went out together a lot on weekends as neither of us liked to drink and we enjoyed each other's sense of humor and attitude.
Friday we had finished bowling and had stopped at the local burger joint that had curb service for a burger.
Our burgers came and I saw two guys a couple cars down looking at Dana and laughing. I walked down to find out what was so funny. They were drunk, or, so it appeared and thought they were very funny.