You know those special summer evenings out with friends where you all stay out a little later than you originally intended, and maybe order one more round of Aperol Spritzes and hummus with pita bread for the table than you thought you would, and all of a sudden everyone is feeling warm and loose and in the mood to faux-whisper the tales of their most thrilling or embarrassing or weird or funny romantic encounters? Scroll down to soak them up like that last bite of olive oil-drenched pita. Prepare to laugh, cringe and empathize—and add your own in the comment section if you have one. It was great.
One Night Stand - The After Her Effect by Love Doctor Rob
Would you have a one night stand with a black man? - Quora
A one-night stand is a single sexual encounter in which there is an expectation that there shall be no further relations between the sexual participants. The practice can be described as "sexual activity without emotional commitment or future involvement". The one-night stand is the most common form of infidelity  and is often used in research, polls and surveys to define the level of promiscuity in a society at any given time. A one-night stand can be more dangerous than finding a lover with mutual considerations. This scenario is good for the business traveler who has the odds in his or her favor; however, it is very important to know with whom you are getting into bed, even for just one night. No one should be exempt from causing you a problem, no matter the distance or circumstance.
The Terrible Tale Of My Racist One-Night Stand
Lisa wasn't always a dirty girl, she used to be a goody-goody at one point in her life, but that all changed when she met Derek one night, a beautiful black man with green eyes. See what happens when they go to his truck in this interracial erotic story about a white women and black man. Would you like to tell us about a lower price?
This is the tale of how I accidentally slept with a racist, and the laughably horrible things he said to me while I lay in his bed. In July I travelled around the Cyclades with two friends, reunited after spending a year apart at different universities, and re-learning who we might have become in the time away. What we took for enthusiasm at mutual recognition turned out to be more prosaic; Australian Sam and co had no memory at all of our previous meeting and clearly thought their irresistible physical magnetism was what made us pluck them out of the crowd.