I bit my lip to stay silent as I dropped a huge batch of man goo onto the carpet outside my bedroom. I continued to watch them as I quietly put my clo...hes on.They lay back on the bed as my wife idly fingered her cum filled pussy."I love feeling your cum inside me," my wife said softly."You'd better take a morning after pill tomorrow or you might end up with a little black baby in nine months," her lover mused. "That might be hard to explain to your husband." Fuck him," Cindy said sharply, "That. Sometimes I just couldn't resist and jump into trees and climb all the way to the tops. If I lived in a city, though I shuddered at the thought, I probably would be good at parkour. I really had the body, muscles, and dexterity for that kind of sport.Marjorie sometimes went with me on my hikes through the woods, but she wasn't as quick in the trees as I was. We still did lots of things together and helped each other out with homework and talking about school and such. I really liked having her. He moved his mouth up to Deepak’s ear and bit gently on the lobe. Deepak moaned softly as Kumar’s tongue playfully darted in and out of his ear and all around the earlobe.“Is that good, baby?” Kumar whispered.“Oh, yes.” Deepak breathed.“Let’s get this shirt off of you,” Kumar said as he grabbed the bottom of Deepak’s t-shirt and pulled it over his head. Kumar quickly removed his own shirt.“You know everyone understands that girls like their tits played with,” Kumar said as he reached out and. . The person who taught me the most about sex was a very close friend who lived in my apartment building. Her name was Donna. She and her husband Andy were real, true-life swingers before I met them.It wasn't long after they moved into my building before Donna sought me out as a kindred soul. Being highly sexed myself, I was aroused by the stories Donna told about their experiences in the big city.My first erotic adventure started out with just Donna and myself, but turned into something that.