True story, happened to me. Not a fantasy.
Part one. ‘Come on, fuck my mother, fuck my mother!’
North side of Huntsville, Alabama, the early 60s.
As I turned down the street my steady pussy lived on, I could see no cars, not one parked along the block. That would figure though since the people living along this block consisting of only three or four houses and several vacant lots probably could not afford an automobile.
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My boyfriend Dave and I had been planning this sexy weekend at one of the casinos (about an hour away) for quite some time. We had been roll playing about all the sexy scenes that could take place.
It’s Friday night and we have a great meal in the restaurant. I’m dressed in a summer dark dress about mid thigh, with stockings and garters just barely out of view. Dave starts making me aware of all the looks I’ve been getting from all the men
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An unforeseen incident caught us off guard that changed Casey’s life, and our marriage. Again, I’d like to address my wife Casey is the most perfect girl I’ve ever met; she has a caring, sympathetic heart, and is sweet to people around her. However, it’s not easy to have a beautiful wife whom attracts other men’s attention when we go out for a dinner, shopping, or on the beach. Sometimes men like to flirt with her, and I notice they are all
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Derrik was a handsome black guy in his mid thirties. He was always well-dressed and spoke in a well educated manner but underneath that suit and tie you could tell that he worked out regularly at the gym. Derrik’s smooth manner, quick smile combined with his natural reserved shyness made for a strong attraction with the ladies. I did not notice that Derrik was at the cocktail party until I spotted him standing there chatting with my
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There was this guy (Rick)that was a “friend of a friend” and he was always over at our house partying it up with everyone else pretty much every weekend. My name is Kathy and I live with my boyfriend Dave and our house is usually the place everyone meets at or hangs out at. Rick was a bit older than us (in his mid 40’s) big and black, and everyone says he’s a bit slow and kind of a mentally deficient. I don’t know if its true
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