Bisexual – Gay Sexual Stories

The story is about a woman lured into a relationship with another woman and being caught on film by her husband

It started at the barbecue. Leslie and Andy had invited
a group of friends one Sunday afternoon to celebrate
Andy’s birthday. Annette who was married to Jim had
brought some sausages and a couple of bottles of wine.
Leslie had taken them from her but had seemed to have
let her fingers linger on her hand as she said thank
you. At the time Annette had thought nothing about it.

As the barbeque progressed everyone had a bit to drink
and were all enjoying themselves. Leslie had played the
host well, making sure that everyone had enough food
and drink. …

One-thousand Words ASSTR ANNY

Little had changed since the days of cheerleading and home coming
queen. Though quick-witted, Dianna, like many of her ilk, lacked
self-esteem. High Maintenance to her equaled an implicit unhappiness
with one’s own image. Equipped with a similar physique and voice to
the legendary entertainer, it came as little surprise that her’s was a
Marilyn.Monroesque-sex kittenish sort of thing.

Clearly she dreamed on with exceptional looks and equally good genes.
An adult now, the bust line’s conservative estimate of 38 D-cup
dimensions outgrew any optimistic teen’s high school uniform or gown
dress size, yet daily workouts kept the 35-year old …

Testing Women

As I have said before, I really don’t understand some women.

Seems that after neo-abolitionist made such a big deal about the sex
and meat testings that a lot of companies were offering, the ‘cool’
thing to do for a large group of women would be to have themselves sex
tested. I’m not complaining, a cash stream is a cash stream. I just
don’t follow why they would be doing this. Of course some are weirder
than others.

Case in point. A group of 5 women came in (2 blonds, a red head, one
with brown hair and a black …

A Perfect World for lesbian lovers

Exactly one Martian month later, Slurry was sitting behind her desk on the
59th floor of the Martian capital building. Her office was small and did not
feature a view, or even a window for that matter, but it was hers, 36 square
meters of real estate, equipped with a plastic desk and a computer terminal
and featuring her recently bestowed title on the door: DR. SLURRY FRAZIER –
HISTORIAN. She was as proud of that title as she was of the office itself.
Slurry was deliriously happy these days. She was about to start a family
with the man …

First Time Together (MFF)

“Relax.”

I was trying. I stood in our bedroom while Russell caressed my
shoulders, my arms. His touch was light, sensual. He traced a finger
up over my breast, up my neck, under my chin, lifting my lips to him.
A light, lingering kiss. “Relax, Sarah.”

He kissed me again, still light, but I felt his tongue. I opened,
letting him into me, tasting him. Russ wrapped me in his arms, pulling
me to him. His lips left mine and nibbled a path down my neck.

Normally I loved this. It still felt good. But I could only think of…

The sex-exam

“Number three, on the right,” said the nurse, holding a clipboard. I
started down the corridor, left to my own devices, looking at the
numbered doors. Something always makes me nervous about visiting
doctors even though this was just a routine check: the league wanted
assurance that I wasn’t going to have a heart attack during the games.
I turned the knob and pushed the door open.

It was occupied. “Oops, excuse me,” I said, backing out. Then I stared
frozen–a nurse had turned around and looked at me. She smiled at me:
her smile said *you and I are …

Kinky lesbian trio

I’d always been glad I didn’t have Lisa’s problem. She’s quite flat
you see: a body like a stick. She’s really quite attractive, with a
pretty face framed by short brown hair. Being a little below average
height, she reminds you of a sprite or something.

In fact, I think men like Lisa like that (well, some of them
anyway), but that didn’t stop her from worrying. She’d tell me how
lucky I am. I guess I’d have to say I am lucky–my breasts are
adequate. In fact, they are more than adequate: they’re a little
larger than normal and …

Anne was twice my age, and bisexual

Anne was twice my age, and bisexual.

I was only 18 when she picked me up in a record store. Our eyes
met from across the room, and she smiled at me; I couldn’t help
but smile back. Anne was not a great beauty, or wouldn’t be
considered so by most. But she had an honest open face, and a
bright smile. She had a strong jaw, bright eyes, and a lovely
complexion. She came and stood next to me, and asked me something
about the CD I was holding in my hand. She was about an inch
taller than …

After years in slavery to Mistress Jennifer, I am sold again

I have been the slave of mistress Jennifer for a little
over three years. I was purchased for one hundred
thousand dollars from mistress Morgan. I am now twenty
four years old and have been in slavery for almost five
years.

I am in my kennel. my mistress and her mother have gone
out for the afternoon and I am safely behind bars. My
wrists are chained to my collar and I am in my chastity
belt and anklets. For the first time in weeks, I am
shaved and my nails have been polished in a pinkish
red. My nipple …

Ooh you like my fat belly, you a fat lover?

When the truck pulled up I was relieved, it was pissing
rain and I had been hitchhiking for two hours with not
one bastard stopping. The truck was huge and when the
door opened I saw behind the wheel, not a guy but a
woman. She was an ugly bitch huge with shirt hair and
three chins joining what looked like the biggest pair
of tits I’d ever seen, obese was the word I was looking
for.

“Get in,” she barked at me and I jumped up into the
warm cab dripping water, she looked me up and down then…

Nice to find someone who shares my simple pleasures

It’s early Spring and the weather is acting like it. The sun is unexpectedly strong and warm, the sky is blue, and the nearby trees are sprouting buds. They are not the only thing that has sap rising. I’m sitting here outside “Capaldi’s Coffee Shop” with damp panties. My reason for this is “Saint Bernadette’s School for Girls” is letting its pupils out to go home!

So many young lovelies come past the coffee house on their way home and now it’s warm and dry enough again to sit out here, at a table, under a sunshade, and admire my …

Caught in Her Web

I was working as a night counselor in a alternative housing program when
I met her. She was innocent and streetwise all at the same time. She was
beautiful and powerfully built with breasts that would make any woman envy
and any man yearn to caress. Her waist was small enough to encircle with
my hands and a rear that was round, firm, muscular and…well, perfect to
say it simply. She kept herself impeccably clean and always smelled like
the sensuous woman she was. Amy was a woman who exuded sexuality. She
could turn on the charm and make you …

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 …

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 …

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