Sharing my Wife A Weekened with Eric and Ginger
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Gingerby theduck1930This is a true story. Everything happened just as it is told. Names are changed to protect the innocent if there are any.The year was 1970. I was on a Fraternal Order of Eagles drill team. On this occasion I was not in uniform, I had stopped off from work to have a drink in the Eagles bar. The bar was nearly void of customers except for some women who were all on the Auxiliary Drill Team. I knew all of them because the men’s drill team and women’s drill team all traveled to...
I woke up the next morning, lying in my bed, wondering if I made a major mistake with my life by making love to my sister just the night before. She was barely a t******r , having just turned t****e. As I lay there, thinking I made the mistake of a lifetime, my bedroom door opened and closed. I turned to look, and there stood Ginger, naked as the day she was born.She ran across my room and jumped into my bed, landing right on top of me. And as she landed, her lips met mine and she kissed me...
One afternoon I went next door to see if my friend was home. His name was Richard but everyone called him "Dick" because he was fortunate to have an impressive 8 inch cock for being only 16 years old. I knocked on the door and in a moment Ginger his 19 year old step-sister opened the door. She was wearing a string bikini top and shorts. I smiled and said "Hi Ginger, have you seen Dick lately?" my eyes scanning her stunning body. She said "No I haven't seen Dick today have you?" as her eyes...
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Some of you know I work in a career field with a lot of women, that's a major positive for me. I often travel the country on assignments, meeting women who are far away from home and often lonely. Ginger was no different. She's a mid 50's white woman, red hair, curvy hips, and nice full droopy breast. She's always professional, never giving any indication that deep down she was a cock starved nympho. I often work very closely with these women and friendships quickly blossom. Ginger was one of...
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BDSMIt was Friday night at the Dangerous Curves strip club and the place was near capacity. I stood by the door, eyes constantly scanning the room for any potential trouble. But I was distracted this night. I was planning something for a coworker’s birthday. Aah, speaking of coworkers… I thought to myself. There’s the birthday girl now…. I looked toward the center stage where Ginger was beginning her dance. Her long, red hair flowed down her back as she moved, her hips undulating as her perfect ass...
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