Stories by lizloops

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Our Vacation Fun in Florida Chapter Four - Time to Get Down and Dirty

Ever wonder how much fun can a married woman and four college men have?

Randall’s prospective.  I arrived back at our room. I was so worked up from seeing my wife Ella as she danced with those four guys. I knew she was going to rub her pussy on their legs and hips, press her wonderful breasts tightly up against their chests and encourage their hands to freely roam across her ass and tits. My cock was as hard as steel. My wife Ella is a 5’6” tall brunette....Read On

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Our Vacation Fun in Florida - Chapter 3 - Remembering an Orgy

The dance floor can be dangerous with a hot wife on the prowl.

After such a fabulous meal we went into the bar for a drink and a dance. At the entrance a placard was posted with a picture of two young men in Beatles style haircuts. It read, ‘ This weekend the music of Jones & Tork. ’ The club Léopard de l'Amour (The Leopard of Love) was decorated in a jungle motif. The floor was highly polished dark wood covered in wicker mats, except for the...Read On

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Our Vacation Fun in Florida – Chapter 2 – Remembering the Past

Starting the future with new friends and fondly recalling the past.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!! What the hell do we have to do to get laid?” Randall growled in frustration as I answered the phone. We had been involved with the intimate dance of love when we were interrupted, AGAIN! Randall’s mom called to let us know that our youngest son had fallen, fracturing his wrist, and that he would be okay. After talking to her and both of our sons, the romance of the...Read On

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Our Vacation Fun in Florida - Chapter 1 - Parentus Interruptus

The vacation that changed our lives: The Beginning

It had been a fun start to our dream vacation. His parents had driven up and spent the week with us in the suburbs north of Philly. They left to go home to North Carolina and had been happy to take their two grandkids with them. I loved my two boys very much, but a week alone with Randall sounded like heaven. We hadn't been on our own for six years, since my oldest son was born. We packed for...Read On