Gay Sexual Stories

Gay male, lesbian and bisexual sex stories collection

Month: February 2024

But it’s only fair that I tell you that I’m bisexual and in a relationship

Sandra was a knockout by any standards with long flowing red hair falling luxuriantly even playfully around her exotic oval face. Her green eyes were like twin emeralds set above a small perky nose. Her lips were as red as a rose and full, with a slightly pouty expression that seemed to have her companions hopping to try to change that to a smile. And their efforts where usually rewarded with a smile that opened up her face even more, sometimes revealing a set of perfect white pearly teeth. She was amply endowed though not overly so. She had an …

My wife knows I’m into guys, and that’s O.K. with her

It’s a pretty good marriage
that way. We’re both in our 20’s. I’m 5’10”, 155#, brown
hair, green eyes, a stache, and I work out so I’m in pretty
good shape. My wife’s biggest assets are her big tits, but
she’s a pretty good looker too.
.
One night, we were out drinking with a friend of mine
from college. Tom was the same age as me, 27, and a pretty
handsome dude. Blonde, blue eyes, good muscles and a big
dick. I knew that because Tom was also bisexual and we had
jacked each other off a bunch of …

My Nifty Bisexual Experiences

One of my first bisexual experiences involved a quad, which
consists of two couples having sex with each other. I was on a
double date and both couples were really plastered from the two
days of partying after graduation. For anonymity my date’s name
was Julie, and the other couple were Tom and Harriet.

We were parked on an old dirt road in the middle of the night
near a very shallow creek. Julie and I were in the back seat
making love while Tom and Harriet were in the front seat doing
the same. Being in the middle of …

Karen had been surprised by his two naked friends

The public bar was packed with West Indians when Mary and I
entered the Bedford Arms. Mary was clearly enjoying all the
attention she was attracting, but I was more worried about
our safety.

A bald-headed man in his fifties, sporting a prominent gold
tooth, put his hand on my shoulder and told us to follow
him upstairs.

‘I recognized the two of yer, straight away,’ he shouted
over the hubbub of the throng we were wading through. ‘You
two are stars in this neck of the woods; those tapes are a
big hit.’

Mary giggled when someone in the …

I were addicted to black cock

 

I particularly liked the way Simon and Penny were
‘encouraged’ to do Mr Asher’s bidding; it reminded me of
the time my wife and I were addicted to black cock in the
1970s. Iain – a charismatic, Svengali-like man in his late
fifties – persuaded us to try something a little more
exciting than mainstream wife-swapping – Mary and I were in
our early twenties at the time.

Iain loved to photograph burly black men fucking slim,
white wimps – he would organize weekend get-togethers at
his flat in south London for this purpose. These all-day,
and night, sex-romps …