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The Old Black Man Around the Corner
Date: 10/7/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Author: JonathanT, Rating: 87.3, Source: sexstories.com
it….the more she wanted to tease herself into seeing the old man again. She also had a dream last night about African natives abducting her and carrying her to their village. It was weird and yet arousing. It was Friday and Sandy walked back to home again. This time she went by the old black man’s house. Sure enough, he was on the porch. “Hello girl, have not seen you in a few days.” He was sitting in the swing and playing a banjo. Sandy walked up to the porch and said hi. Strangely, she sat beside him on the swing. “That is nice music you are playing,” Sandy offered. “Thank you girl, this is my hobby, playing banjo music,” the old man countered. “Would you like to hold the banjo and strum a few notes” OK, but I don’t know much about musical instruments,” Sandy answered. The old black man handed the banjo to her and placed his left arm around her shoulder to show her how to hold it. Slight chills ran through Sandy being this close to him. He was so black, his arm was a total contrast to her lily white skin. His hand rested on her shoulder as Sandy strummed the banjo. It was fun but again she noticed a large bulge in his pants. She tried not to think of it but it was so evident. She handed the banjo back to him after a couple of minutes. The old black man left his arm abound her shoulder and while trying to hum some tunes, he placed his right hand on her knee and his fingers beat to the rhythm. A strange feeling crept through her as she glanced down and saw his black hand on ...