Just a kinky thought occurs to me as I work here in my studio, a naughty reflection on this lifestyle... the significance and impact of sound in sex. Not just the moaning, grunting, and dirty sex talk.
Like a film broken down into snippets from different scenes, flashing back and forth in time...
The background noise in a nice restaurant, the setting for a first meeting between a very classy white married couple, and a single black gentleman, a prospective sex partner...
Flash forward to a quiet hotel room, the white couple's bedroom at home, or a closed room at a swinger party... the sounds of fleshy impacts, naked interracial sex as the single black male savagely fucks the beautiful white wife, her eyes shut and her thighs wide open...
Back at the restaurant, the wife softly giggles as the black man flirts with her. He's sitting next to her on her left in the large booth, as her polite husband is seated on her right...
Naked on her back upon the bed, an elegant necklace of pearls round the married woman's neck seen in a close-up of her gorgeous face. Her long red hair is tossed around her shoulders, a contented smile etched on her ruby lips as she turns her head to gaze at the blurry figure seated near the bed. Camera focus resolves to reveal the figure as her husband, happily gazing at her just as the focus shifts back to her close-up, and she begins to be bounced from the impact from something unseen... a rhythmic fuck as the sound of colliding flesh is heard anew...
Under the table at the restaurant, the wife holds hands with the black man. It is her left hand, and his fingers toy with the wedding ring on her finger. And then he takes her hand to place it on his lap, close to his groin...
In Doggy Position on the bed, the wife is being slammed now, the staccato rhythm of their taboo sex is loud in the room, a violent series of sharp reports as his pelvis thrusts hard against her buttocks and the backs of her thighs. There is absolutely zero dignity in this purely primal sex act. Indeed, it is pure lust, pure eroticism. Her exhalations are like abbreviated music, punctuated by the crescendos of her waves of orgasm as the black man's condom-less hard dick plows in and out of the her hairy red pussy ...
Under the restaurant table, he has his erect black penis fully exposed. The wife gently caresses it, and takes hold of the throbbing organ as the waitress cheerfully takes everyone's meal order, completely oblivious...
Back in Missionary Position, the sweating black man, now lying directly on top of the other man's wife, lets out a powerful series of grunts. It is clear to the voyeur husband that his lovely wife is being flooded with the newcomer's spurting seed. The savage grunting continues, mingled with his loud bellowing as he empties himself thoroughly into her vaginal depths...
Like a film broken down into snippets from different scenes, flashing back and forth in time...
The background noise in a nice restaurant, the setting for a first meeting between a very classy white married couple, and a single black gentleman, a prospective sex partner...
Flash forward to a quiet hotel room, the white couple's bedroom at home, or a closed room at a swinger party... the sounds of fleshy impacts, naked interracial sex as the single black male savagely fucks the beautiful white wife, her eyes shut and her thighs wide open...
Back at the restaurant, the wife softly giggles as the black man flirts with her. He's sitting next to her on her left in the large booth, as her polite husband is seated on her right...
Naked on her back upon the bed, an elegant necklace of pearls round the married woman's neck seen in a close-up of her gorgeous face. Her long red hair is tossed around her shoulders, a contented smile etched on her ruby lips as she turns her head to gaze at the blurry figure seated near the bed. Camera focus resolves to reveal the figure as her husband, happily gazing at her just as the focus shifts back to her close-up, and she begins to be bounced from the impact from something unseen... a rhythmic fuck as the sound of colliding flesh is heard anew...
Under the table at the restaurant, the wife holds hands with the black man. It is her left hand, and his fingers toy with the wedding ring on her finger. And then he takes her hand to place it on his lap, close to his groin...
In Doggy Position on the bed, the wife is being slammed now, the staccato rhythm of their taboo sex is loud in the room, a violent series of sharp reports as his pelvis thrusts hard against her buttocks and the backs of her thighs. There is absolutely zero dignity in this purely primal sex act. Indeed, it is pure lust, pure eroticism. Her exhalations are like abbreviated music, punctuated by the crescendos of her waves of orgasm as the black man's condom-less hard dick plows in and out of the her hairy red pussy ...
Under the restaurant table, he has his erect black penis fully exposed. The wife gently caresses it, and takes hold of the throbbing organ as the waitress cheerfully takes everyone's meal order, completely oblivious...
Back in Missionary Position, the sweating black man, now lying directly on top of the other man's wife, lets out a powerful series of grunts. It is clear to the voyeur husband that his lovely wife is being flooded with the newcomer's spurting seed. The savage grunting continues, mingled with his loud bellowing as he empties himself thoroughly into her vaginal depths...
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..............................and you can verify your mom is a screamer. So many nights asleep with a pillow over my ears.
