Erotica: Party Fun: 10 Dirty Stories

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The ringleader had the key. So I joined the frenzy of men waving cash at the ringleader. This was so ridiculous, she was my wife, and I had to pay. But I wanted to make sure she was safe. The Parties also will not share any of this information on social media or disclose such information to non members including but not limited to information about other members/party attendees. This section remains in full force and effect even after the event has taken place and if membership is terminated by either of the Parties’. IN CONSIDERATION OF disclosing and receiving confidential information, the Parties agree as follows: Each time I would put my tongue in her pussy, I would get some semen in my mouth. I swallowed it hungrily. I sort of lost myself in the experience, trying to get her nice and clean for the next man. I was in a trance. The men began taking their wallets out and waving money in front of the ringleader that had just fingered my wife. He snatched the money from one of the men.

As the door opened, I tried to muscle my way past Davion and into the room. But he was about twice my size. Oh come on Sue, don't look at me like that," she laughed. "I bet you would be first to let him have his way with you." The initial taste of the semen was repulsive, but after my taste buds adjusted, I founded myself having some fun. I liked eating her out when I was drunk. Would the fine white bitches please make their way to the front of the floor," he asked. Rebecca looked at me, shrugged, and headed towards the front. I saw her ass shake and jiggle as she did. Is disclosed to the receiving Party by a third party who is not bound by a confidentiality agreement;All of it," he commanded. So I took all of the cash out from my wallet and gave it to him. It must have been over five hundred dollars. Two men got into the room before me. I couldn't hear what was happening because I was trying to get inside myself. But the ringleader seemed to be ignoring me. Either Party may end this Agreement at any time by providing written notice to the other Party. The Parties’ obligation to maintain confidentiality of all Confidential Information received during the term of this Agreement will remain in effect indefinitely.

Might helping me out of these? Not like they're doing much anyways," she said to me, looking around to her ass being almost completely exposed despite the fact that she was wearing shorts. No, I just...well...I lost my friend," I knew it sounded dumb. More like a child than a 30-ish year old woman. Apparently, the men had requested that Rebecca wear something similar to what she had been wearing in Target. Although she thought the idea was weird, she ended up rolling with it. She wore running shoes and a pair of skimpy athletic shorts that didn't cover her big white bubble butt completely. As for her top, she wore the same style of tank top, except she opted to replace the sports bra with a fancy party bra. It was a strange but very attractive outfit for a party. This Non-Disclosure and Confidentiality Agreement (the Agreement) is entered into by Erotica Party and Erotica Party Prospective Members/Members also individually referred to as the Party, and collectively the Parties;. The Parties agree that any dispute arising from this agreement will be resolved at a court of competent jurisdiction.

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We pulled up to the house and I could hear loud muffled rap music coming from inside. I gulped. Rebecca looked excited, but also a little nervous. She kept adjusting her top and seeing how her breasts looked. General Assignment. The Parties may not assign their rights and/or obligations under this Agreement. During the next game, Rebecca would jump up and down each time she made a shot, either out of frustration if she missed, or in celebration if she sunk it. Each time she did, the men stared hungrily at her chest. I glanced over and her nipples were poking through the thin fabric. She had still not pulled her shorts down and they looked more like a thong than a pair of athletic shorts. The man finally came out of the room with a happy look on his face, and immediately another man tried to enter. But the ringleader left the stage and walked over. We walked through the door and I looked around the room. It was the size of the whole house albeit feeling a bit cosier because of the lower roof. The room was dimly lit and it took me a few seconds for my eyes to adapt. When I was finally able to see the details I noticed some people are more than enjoying themselves.