We all have secrets. The dirtiest of them are of course about sex. What you did, How you did it, who you did it with. Sex is the most lied about thing on this planet simply because most people don’t like to publicly discuss their real sex life. This is not to say that we don’t brag and embellish occasionally. Many guys will be quick to recount last night’s 10 minute grindfest as a 2 hour fuck-a-thon that brought the house down. Girls are guilty of this too, but not as obnoxiously. Some stories never get told because there is somebody out there who word can’t get back around to. Maybe you hook up with the friend of a sibling or the sibling of a friend. Perhaps you got nasty with the newlywed down the street or with your best friend’s ex. Hell, maybe you just don’t want people to know you hooked up with someone for fear of ridicule or it potentially biting you in the ass later on. My point is this: Like many of you, I have had sexual relationships that I have kept secret, and while maybe a few stories have slipped to a trusted individual or two, a bunch of them reside solely in this twisted head of mine. It’s time to let these stories be shared.
My name is one you will not learn, nor are the real names of the girls that star in these stories. You can call me “Mr.E”. Get it? Mister E = Mystery. Ah hem. The stories in this blog are all true and recalled to the best of my memory. The stories are not in any particular order however and only appear in the order in which I felt like sharing. I must warn you that this blog will be very graphic, and while its intent is to entertain you with stories of my sexual endeavors, some material may be considered literary pornography. If you are easily offended this blog is not for you. In fact, the internet isn’t for you, so fuck off. With that being said, welcome ladies and gentleman and enjoy.
