Raunchy Taboo Passion

The lovely young girl Linda meets a handsome Afro-American man at a nude beach. It was love at first sight. She shares her secret of taboo love. He accepts her past. Her family is sexually liberal but his family is conservative. Instead of a conflict, the families meld together. Sparks fly with plenty of bisexuality and mate swapping. Linda is also infatuated with the Andy's voluptuous mother.

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Jasmine's eyes were focused on a handsome young man sitting alone only two tables away. The handsome gentleman could not help but notice the offers and refusals to join her. He was not one to accept rejections so he was content to watch the dancers while enjoying the buzz from his glass of draft beer. It was inevitable that the eyes of Jasmine and Branden would meet. Finally, she smiled and gave him the peace sign with her fingers. He thought, If that ain't a come-on, I don't know what one is.

When he approached her table, he asked, “What did I do to deserve your attention?”

“Sit down, buy us another round, and we'll talk about it,” she answered.

Branden flagged a topless waitress for two more drafts. When she spun around after collecting her tip, he was stimulated to view her pretty legs and thong panties betrayed by her micro-skirt.

Jasmine smiled at his ogling and said, “For now let's just say that I love those waves of thick brown hair and big brown eyes to match. You obviously appreciate the beauty of the human body or you wouldn't be here to beer served beer by near naked women. Looks can be deceiving but looking at you, I think you're a safe bet. Let's get acquainted.”

“You're about right on all counts,” Branden said as he flagged down another topless waitress to buy another round. After some friendly small talk and two more beers each, Jasmine said,

“Okay, ya hunk, here's what's happening: Yes, we like each other and are most likely compatible. Rather than say I'm horny, I prefer to think I'm forever in the mood for love, but we can't make magic tonight. I think it's safe for me to think you would not respect me if we gave it a try. If the fantasy, if the fantasy came true, I would not respect myself.”

Branden looked directly into Jasmine's pretty, big green eyes and said, “It looks like we are forever on the same page. May we part for the night with your giving me your phone number. By the way, what's your name?”

“Jasmine, what's yours?”

“Branden.”

She wrote her name and phone number on a napkin and said, “I love to dine and dance.” The first thought that came to Branden's mind was, I bet this girl would make a lovely pole dancer.

Branden called Jasmine the very next day. She accepted his offer for a date and she gave him her address. He was pleased to find that Jasmine lived in an upscale condominium tract. After introducing him to her parents, he took her to the finest dinner house in Salinas that also had a dance floor with a live band playing mostly upbeat 60s hard rock and psychedelic music. Branden felt like Jasmine was the best dancer with whom he had ever danced, and it seemed as if she had an endless reserve of energy. When she twirled, the full length of her lovely legs was proudly showing along with her thong panties.