Hitting the streets wearing a low-cut top showing a lot of cleavage and short denim shorts,the kind that are ragged and full of holes, I felt sinfully... naked. I was actually, no bra,no panties allowing prominent display of my pointy nipples as well as the occasional glimpse of my furry black cunt hair.I first encountered two young black men who were staring at my swaying tits as I approached them.After a little small talk we walked into a local park about a block away where we quickly stripped. Parting it like a reluctant flower. Cynthia’s ass is penetrated for the first time.The door shakes in its frame as Cindy’s body shudders. Her orgasm skipping a couple steps and surging through her immediately. She lets out a strange low moan, and grinds her tits against the door.Slowly, excruciatingly, she comes down from her orgasm. Collapsing in a heap at the blonde’s feet.“My turn, you little whore.” Amanda commands. Pushing against one of the redhead’s tits with her red, high heel. Not telling him who the girls were isn’t lying in her mind. Besides, she and Roger were having a nice, no sex, time. Why spoil it? After all, if she told him she was with Alice and Joan, it would be like admitting she had sex, and they never talk about sex here.June got out of bed and stumbled into the bathroom and showered. She got dressed, brushed her hair, put on some makeup, and went downstairs. Her parents and Autumn were all seated at the kitchen table, eating their breakfast.“Well, Good. After high school, we went our separate ways. That was the way it was before email and Facebook. You tended to lose track of people. We both went to college, got jobs and had our hearts broken more than once. But I never forgot about the beautiful, brown-haired girl.I was thinking about that the other night as I was laying on top of the bed. I smiled at the thought of her. My wife, who was came walking into the bedroom, saw the smile and said, “So what’s so funny?”“Nothing,” I replied, looking.