I am a 44 year old “secretly” bisexual male. I say secretly in that only a few of my very very close friends along with my girlfriend are aware of this fact. After reading numerous stories on this site, some fiction, some not, I thought that I would relate several real experiences that have happened
Please be patient with this tale. This is 100% true and has been something I have thought about writing about for a long time. I may not be the best writer but this is how it happened and I am sticking to the facts instead of embellishing. There is a lot more to come after
Chapter One: On the beachThe weather had finally cleared, a week at the beach and it had taken until Thursday for the sun to come out.Bill dropped his towel onto the hot sand, kicking of his shoes and shorts he slid his T-shirt off before lying face down on his towel.”Better put some sun cream
Barbara woke up to a loud splash just below her window. She glanced at the clock on her bedside table. Six am. Monday morning.”I am on my first day of holidays and I wake up at six in the morning!” She was pissed. She kicked off her covers and walked up to the window to
They say a girl may be killed to protect her values. Is it always so ? AN HONOUR KILLING? It was a summer day, somewhere in the hinterlands of the grain belt. atleast that’s what the school children read. the inhabitants knew otherwise. true, it produced grain, lots of it, but it also produced rapes
Please note that this is a reasonably extreme tale of servitude and femdom, with toilet play, oral service, bisexual interaction, and general debauchery. Please do not read on if you are not seeking that. Another Night in Her Service is the precursorMy mistress wife and her lover Ben arrived home on a Sunday night, sometime
I sit on the side of the bed and rub your cunt gently with my hand as I pick up the ostrich feather. I start running it over your face and neck, then down over your breasts and belly. It feels soft, almost warm to your skin, so sensual and delicate like a million little
The man came up to the 18 year old naked girl standing before him and quietly demanded, “So you want to be in porn movies, do you? Open your mouth wide”.There was no please, no thank you, not even a smile graced his lips as he spoke to her. His whispered demands were more authoritative
WARNING… this story contains a lot of rape.. punishment. This story is about one girl that gets to payback those that have abused her Everyone thought they knew me, but they didn’t. For as long as I remember I hated who I was. When I was younger it was never an issue. I played with
*The appointment takes place on November 23, 2010, in Minnesota*A white 2011 Jaguar XJ is driving down the street as Amanda Collins is driving her son, who she lives with.Amanda is white, 68, and a widow for 20 years, in 2001 she retired as a lawyer and came to live with her son.Brian, her son
I ran out into the garden and caught up with the car that was leaving. I said goodbye to my parents and said I’d miss them. But as soon as they drove away, I inwardly cheered. I got three days without non-stop nagging from my dad.It was a complete coincidence. Just as we were planning
Two days later, on my way down the stairs to breakfast, I overheard Uncle Dick’s remark to Aunt Jane: “Barry sure has a bounce in his step and a smile on his face lately. He must have found some cutie on the beach who’s sheathing his sword.”Aunt Jane replied with a tone of irony. “Don’t
The door to the apartment opens. A gust of chilly air blows in with the couple walking through the door, then it’s closed quickly.You’re sat in your chair, legs curled up under you and tinkering with the Nikon you’ve already got ready for this. The apartment is subtly but well lit, and your lens is
CHAPTER 3 — Is being a nymphomaniac still a thing?Blindfolded, naked except for my tiny bikini bottoms, I sat listening, I had been rubbing myself, but now I was motionless, my ears strained, my heart raced, and my body trembled. I thought I could hear footsteps approaching the car…My day had begun with a visit
The sky was covered with low hanging clouds spread across the brownish grey colour spectrum. The air seemed thicker than usual; it hung around like everything else, waiting for the storm to come. Sam and Emma sat side-by-side in the deserted cove on a large, flattish rock, looking out across the sea to the horizon.
Just a heads up, although there is no bisexual male on male sex, this story does describe a man eating another man’s cum and double anal penetration. Also this is pure fantasy. If these are not your thing, read a different story.It was a mild winter day and my wife Maya was driving back to
Anthony and I were 18 when his sister, Angela, invited us to go to the beach. She was 22, and had a driver’s license. Just to get away from the city heat was enough of a reason, but looking at Angela’s body was a bonus.She wasn’t particularly pretty: curly, dirty-blond hair, glasses, freckles, but from
– Take off your clothes, mom. And come to me.. – I wanted to say this in a firm tone that does not tolerate objections, so that I would immediately understand who is the boss in this bed, but my voice trembled treacherously.Mom just nodded weakly. I think her legs were shaking. And for some
Missionary Split – A sex position is a position of the body that people use for sexual intercourse or other sexual activities. Sexual acts are generally described by the positions the participants adopt in order to perform those acts. Though sexual intercourse generally involves penetration of the body of one person by another, sex positions
It was a dark and stormy night…. No, that’s bullshit. Checked out a hooker I’d never met, we both had a good time. A New WhoreIt’s been a while since I had any pussy, and I’d been missing it. No girlfriend lined up, so I thought I’d take advantage of an escort site I joined