Dacia arrived around four on Tuesday, prepared for our pre-orgy date with Isaac and Laura.
She had just settled in when there was a knock at the door.
“Why, look who it is!” I exclaimed. “It’s our pal Donny!”
Dacia beamed.
Donny wanted to get fucked as Dacia watched, and so he invited himself over. We were now poised for a pre-pre-orgy date boy-on-boy event.
About time too, because Dacia has still not seen boys have sex.
We talked for a bit, and Isaac and Laura arrived. There was a general consensus that times a-wastin’, so we raced each other to get naked.
Laura won. She’s light skinned black girl, mid twenties, a zaftig cutie with curly hair. The first word that comes to mind when I see her is “juicy.”
Her boyfriend—or rather, Isaac, as she often refers to another guy as her “other boyfriend”—is tall and gangly, with brown hair and glasses. He’s the kind of guy I think of as rather bland looking, but girls really like as that nerdy type.
Isaac went down on Laura as Dacia sucked Donny’s cock and fingered his ass. Interesting, I thought—he’s playing with her . . .
I made my way to Laura’s tits.
Dacia asked Donny to fuck. He declined, saying he only wanted to get fucked by me.
Dacia is not used to being turned down for sex, but she’s a sport. She lifted his legs and called me over. “Donny wants you to fuck him.” She had a big grin. She was finally going to see a boy get fucked.
Or was she? Donny slid a condom onto my cock, which was hard and ready to go. But at the critical moment, it kind of folded over. Hmmmm.
Donny bent over. I got it in him, and . . . nope, I wasn’t ready.
Dacia resumed blowing Donny, as I sucked his balls. Soon I was eating Dacia’s pussy. This was getting me good and stiff. Let’s try again.
Donny excused himself for a moment, and when he returned said, “Uh, sorry, but I have to go work.”
“But . . . but . . .” sputtered Dacia. “You are leaving AGAIN?”
“I have to work,” he said, dressing. “I just noticed the time.”
“You suck,” Dacia sulked.
After he left, I teased Dacia about the black cloud over her head—she kills hot boy-on-boy action. Because of her and this curse, I lost my opportunity to fuck a really pretty man, not once but twice!
Dacia took solace in a glass of bourbon. The four of us sat in bed, talking and drinking, enjoying our nudity and clever banter. It’s always fun getting naked with sexy brainiacs.
Laura had a swim class to attend. She had to leave in a few minutes. “Oh sex fairy,” she intoned. “What can we do in so short a time?”
Dacia and I work for the sex fairy. She dove into licking Laura’s pussy, as I fed her my cock. Laura took it well, so I fucked her hard.
I put on a condom, and pushed Dacia aside. I fucked Laura intensely, pushing hard and kissing deep. Dacia spread her legs for Isaac’s cock.
We stopped at 7:15 and made them go.
We had forty-five minutes until the orgy commenced. Dacia ordered sushi for us, and paid for it as a birthday gift to me. She paid with money she earned on her first porn shoot last weekend.
“Nothing is better than sushi I paid for with my ass,” she smiled.
“Only one thing beats that,” I replied. “Free sushi, paid for by someone else’s ass.”
The life of a parent, and pervert, in New York City.
When told by my wife that our fifteen-year relationship was over, I found that everything in my life was upended. I took solace when friends and family pointed out I was no longer responsible for her personal happiness, just my own—and that of my four children.
I went into marriage as a bisexual kid, suspicious of monogamy. I was a good husband, and played by the rules. Now I'm single again, and wondering if I didn't have it right back then.
This blog picks up my new life in progress—the life of a parent, and pervert, in New York City.
Photograph by Adrian Buckmaster Photography. New York, NY. July 5, 2015.
(c) 2004-2019. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 2.5 License.
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I went into marriage as a bisexual kid, suspicious of monogamy. I was a good husband, and played by the rules. Now I'm single again, and wondering if I didn't have it right back then.
This blog picks up my new life in progress—the life of a parent, and pervert, in New York City.
Photograph by Adrian Buckmaster Photography. New York, NY. July 5, 2015.
(c) 2004-2019. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 2.5 License.
Jefferson
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2 comments:
I hate him. I hate him real bad.
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