1. Perfect Sunday


    Date: 10/12/2015, Categories: Essay, Anal, Cum Swallowing, Group Sex, Interracial, Male / Females, Oral Sex, Written by women, Author: Candice Fullerton, Rating: 88.2, Source: sexstories.com

    into the papers for all the wrong reasons.” Ebony sipped her drink and said, scathingly, “that’s the fucking paparazzi for you.” Everyone chuckled and I asked, “What’s your story?” He gave a potted history of his background as the son of a West Indian father and white mother born in East London 24 years ago. At the age of 12 he was signed by a lower league club and developed into their star striker. Then, in a multi-million pound deal, he was transferred to city and, having recently moved to this area had bought a luxury house not far from where we sat. He was dressed in baggy shorts and a loose fitting vest with a chunky gold chain around his neck and tribal type markings tattooed on his upper arms. As a professional sportsman, his body was in peak condition but his gorgeous coffee coloured skin and engaging smile would attract any woman, even if he were broke.The lovely Lucy wore blue denim micro shorts and a white blouse with tails tied in a knot at the front. We chatted for a while and then Darren gave Lucy a hug and suggested, “ Why don’t we finish our drinks and go back to my place, it’s not far and I’ve got a great pool which, on a day like today should be real fun.” Ebony said dryly, “We forgot our bikini’s.” Lucy supped the dregs of her drink and replied, “You won’t be needing them luv.” Ebony and I looked at each other, gave an expression of mock shock and happily agreed to follow them to Darren’s new pad. All eyes where on Lucy and Darren as they squeezed ...
    themselves into his bright red, open top Ferrari and, with a turn of the key, he powered up the throaty engine and cruised out of the pub car park. Ebony and I followed in the Mazda and fifteen minutes or so later, a pair of large wooden gates opened automatically allowing us access into his long tree-lined driveway. We couldn’t see anything at first but as we rounded a curve, a huge mansion came into view and at exactly the same moment Ebony and I both gawped and said, ”WOW!” We parked up and Darren led us through his palatial home to the huge lounge at the rear. At the far end was a solid glass wall the entire width of the room, which overlooked the patio, pool and immaculate manicured grounds. He picked up a small remote control device and pressed a button. The solid glass wall began to descend slowly and silently into the floor and a few seconds later, a silver coloured flap slowly flipped over the slot to conceal it. The beautiful gardens and large kidney shaped pool were gleaming in the bright sunshine but I explained to Darren that I couldn’t sit in the sun because my fair skin burned so easily. “No problem,” he said pushing another button on the remote. A huge canopy began to unfold and in less than 30 seconds, the entire patio area was in shade. He pushed yet another button and soft Kenny G. sax music began to fill the air from invisible speakers. He ushered us through and invited us to sit around a large wooden table decorated with vases of beautiful flowers. “I’ll fix us ...
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