California Dreamin’ – Donna – 1982 to 1984 – Broke The Code

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One night I went to an old town pub in Pasadena. For my sort of friend, Tim’s birthday day party. (See: California Dreamin’ – 1982 to 1984 -Tim’s Wife Donna) I got there late hoping to stop bye, say hello and buy him a few drinks. I spent most of my time talking to most of the girlfriends of our friends and the band while they were taking shots and just partying it up. I mostly just talked to his Tim’s wife, hot Donna. Other than drunk ass Tim I only really knew her from their group.

I decide to take it easy on the drinking tonight because someone needs to be the sober voice of reason at this party.

About 1-1:30am most of his family and friends had left. While at the table talking he makes a comment about how he still hasn’t got his birthday present from his wife.

She tells him not tonight.

“Your just going to get home and fall asleep.”

As their friends make fun of him, she pulls close to me and says that it’s too bad because when she drinks she get really horny. He looks at us and asks what we’re whispering about. She pulls away and tells him that I shouldn’t buy him any more drinks, and that I should buy her some. He agrees and asks if I could be their designated driver. He also says he’ll give me cash to get a cab back to that bar to get my car. I end up driving them home all the while she’s giving me looks that’ll make a young boy cum in his pants. (After that episode in her bathroom, my brain is still reeling.)

We pull into the driveway, he gets out and stumbles his way into the house leaving me and his wife outside. We say our good bye trying to be calm, I walk her to the door.

She tells me to be quiet and leads me through the gate and around back of the house.

With out a word she undoes my belt and pulls out my cock, drops to her knees licks the tip of my cock and balls before sucking me! No words are said. All you can hear is the slurping and slapping of my balls on her chin!! She sucked a good 10 minutes before I came.

Again, without a word she stood up, still playing with my dick, and asked if I would fuck her. She then turned around pulled up her black cocktail dress, bent over the patio rail, looked back at me and asked again. I was in her before she could finish asking. I know it’s wrong but when you’re young recklessness is just part of youth.

Then it got even crazier. She started to moan.

To be outside and that time of night it seemed really loud. What if Tim hears me banging his hot wife?

I reached around to give her my jacket so she can scream and moan into that but when I tried, she grabbed my arm and used that instead! Which she started to bite down hard on. That really hurt, but somehow it got me turned on even more.  Well, long story short, there I am, three in the morning, a large bite mark on my arm, and feeling guilty as hell.

We finished and I crashed on their couch for the night. Donna kissed me deeply before she went upstairs to their matrimonial bed. I passed out and woke up early the next morning with a rush of anxiety (It was bad back then when I was young) I hightailed it out of there as fast as I could.

I hung out with them again and nothing ever came of it. I guess Donna just always liked me and we were all young so we did crazy shit.

 

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