My first bi-sexual experience came during my second semester of my freshman year in college. I had been dating Pam for some months and we enjoyed many nights fucking each other. On this particular night we decided to go to her dorm room. When we entered her dorm room, both of us noticed her roommate,
It was deader than four o’clock in Idaho and we were playing to the barmaids. There were maybe ten people in the bar all night, but we put our souls into it anyway. A lot of people think rock and roll is all dope and glamour. I suppose part of it is. But people never
A few nights ago I had a very strange, erotic dream. Now remember, I am bisexual. I like being dominated, topped, controlled and desired by older men (I am already 39, so “older” would be 55 and up), but I am sexually attracted to women, to their smooth, curvy bodies. Well, this night I dreamed
When Jill woke she found herself strapped to a bed, nude and spread eagle. Standing around her were several women, also nude. “What’s going on?” Jill said, confused. A beautiful redhead, with a shapely figure stepped forward. “My name is Erika. Welcome. You have been sponsored into our lesbian society.” “But I’m not gay!” Jill
Madeleine was working late with her new boss Deirdre. They’d been working late for two weeks trying to tidy the mess left by the previous manager. At last they’d cleared the backlog. Deirdre sighed, looked directly at Madeleine, and stretched up her arms – her large soft breasts pushed forward in her skintight jumper making
As I walked out of the hot Arizona sun into the darkened sex shop, I gave a little shedder at the chill in the air and the smells assaulting my senses. My cock, already stirring in my shorts, was rapidly getting harder as I made my way down the hallway; past the booth for the
The trouble began when my wife’s niece Farah moved in with us for a few weeks, while her parents were having a second honey moon. I watched her as she moved around the house wondering where the little angel gone from just a few years ago. Most days she’d sit at the kitchen table studying
My name is Christine. I’m twenty-six, single and work in marketing support for a high-tech computer company. I had to go to Las Vegas for a four-day trade show, and at the end of the first day of standing in heels talk- ing to customers for ten hours, my feet and legs were killing me.
Harold Spencer Eversly was on vacation in Acapulco with his Mom. He was sixteen but looked younger. His father had died suddenly when he was only eight leaving his Ma a very rich woman. She was very possessive and Harold was something of a mother’s boy. They traveled around a lot, all over the world.
It was the first weekend of summer vacation and my girlfriend Debbie was spending the night with me. My family lived in the hills outside LA and my parents let my girlfriends and I use our guest house for sleepovers so we could stay up late and not bother anyone. Debbie said she knew I
I arrived at the beauty academy at mid-afternoon. It was exclusive and very private-my mother had paid a fortune to have her sweet little, sixteen-year-old, future cover girl get a week’s worth of training in professional modeling, fashion and makeup. The academy was located in a sprawling mansion in the hills of L.A., and once
After a heavy day’s shopping they needed to relax. They went into the bedroom and kicked off their shoes and took off their frocks. Amira flopped on the bed in her bra, garter-belt and panties. Shanna sat on the side of the bed in her white silk teddy. She undid Amira’s garters and as Amira
It started with Katie’s Official No-Underwear Dare and with the impossibility of keeping a secret, especially when it has to do with sex. We all go to a private high school, you understand. It’s really a very good school and at least it’s coed — I’d go crazy in an all-girl school — but that’s
It was my very first visit to a bi/gay bar and I was not totally comfortable. There were more guys than women and most of the women were occupied with other women. It was a turn-on to watch beautiful women sticking their tongues down each other’s throats and pulling on their nipples through their T-shirts.
Julie and Jennie giggled as they entered the locker room. They were the last girls to leave the pool, Julie giving Jennie a little lesson that would help her make her turns a bit tighter and faster. All the things Julie had been teaching Jennie over the years had paid dividends. Jennie was in particularly