Bi-Sexual Female / 24
I was 23 going on 24 and hanging out with a group of friends, some from work and others who were friends of friends. We frequented this bar/grill on Friday nights and that night we were waiting for a table and a couple was standing next to me also waiting for a table.
The guy looked at me, stared at me, and reached out and touched my cheek and my chin and told me I was truly beautiful. His girlfriend was looking the other way, and he started to flirt with me, it was a laughing moment for me, this old guy putting the move on me in front of his girlfriend. He was just engaging, I couldn't break off the conversation, while he was talking to me, running the back of his finger up and down my cheek, holding my chin up so that he could hear me, running his fingers through my hair, I couldn't break away. I was uncomfortable on the stool, I was slipping forward but I didn't dare break the moment,
He put his hand under my arms and lifted me back on the stool and kissed me cheek and told me I had soft cheeks, and asked me if he could kiss my lips. Not answering he kissed me, a soft gentle kiss. I could not hear anything, the noise of the bar was gone, and then his girlfriend looked into my eyes and tapped my chin and broke the moment by telling me not to be flattered, he always hit on pretty girls.
I was with a big group, they were two and their table got called first. He leaned over to kiss me again, she held his arm, but let him kiss me. They walked off and I sat there, embarrassed as I realized that my friends had watched. After a moment the woman came back and said her boyfriend wanted me to join them. She took my arm and pulled me off the stool, she asked me my name and said I was very pretty. Halfway to the table she stopped, and turned to me and fixed my shirt and my hair and said I didn't want to look like I had just been roughed up.
At the table the conversation never died, he was so engaging, and she drug up my entire life story. She complained a little that her boyfriend had a thing for pretty girls, but he was a good guy and if that was his flaw, she could control it. But this time, I had struck a nerve with him. She kept straightening my hair, and apologizing for looking at me. During desert she grabbed my hand in my lap and said I could order what I wanted, not to be shy, because he was loaded and he could afford to make me happy.
I lost track of my friends, they were there but I was no longer with them. She and I went to the ladies room, and she asked me if I would please her boyfriend. It had been a long time, and sometimes couples needed to spice up their lives a little and she was sure he would like to have me spend the night. She put he hand on my cheek and said that I was one in a million and I didn't have to make love with her if I didn't want to, but once in my life I should go with instinct and spend at least one night of my life with a man of experience.
At their house, it was so elegant, not flashy, just elegant, she walked me around so I would feel comfortable. She stopped me in one of the bedrooms and said she would take me home anytime I felt uncomfortable. She also said this was straight stuff, he pleased girls, didn't hurt them, to be a little open to experiment, that she liked girls but was basically hetero except when they entertained a girl together. She wanted to share, but if I didn't want her to be there she understood. She kissed my lips, and said her condition with him was that he not violate my boundaries. Her condition with me was that after he made love to me that I would let her hold me and hug me.
Getting undressed with her, she helped me, she folded my clothes for me. She smelled my panties and said that girl smell was a big turn on, not to the girl, but to the man or another girl and that she should never take her panties off until I was very wet and use them with my lover, that a man's erection was directly connected to the smell of a woman. She sat on the bed smelling my panties, she asked to smell my pussy. I stood in front of her, she was gently caressing my bottom and she was smelling my pussy.
He came in, he was naked, his penis was getting an erection and she took his penis and just gave him the longest suck. She stood back and said she wanted to get fucked too, but tonight it was for me.
She turned the bed down and brought me over and laid me on my back, she held my head and whispered that I should open my legs slowly, that he was going to spread them to fuck me, but I needed to call him with my pussy. To think of his penis fucking me, to thing of his penis filling me with baby making sperm, to let my pussy open up, to move my hips from side to side for him, begging him with my pussy to fuck me. She was kissing my cheeks, my lips, while she whispered to me, he hand was on my pussy, she kept whispering to me to let my pussy speak for me, to let my pussy grow open demanding to get fucked.
I wasn't paying attention to him, her hand was all over my pussy, when he got on me it was a shock, unexpected, he shot into me, and fucked me rough for several minutes, and then got off and told me he wanted to kiss my button hole. She helped me turn over and she put a pillow under my hips and opened my legs and felt my pussy some more, and then he put his face between my cheeks and kissed and sucked on my hole while she fingered my vagina. He lifted his face and I felt him get on my back and he inserted his penis in me again, and fucked me for a few minutes, she asked me if I wanted to try some back door, I shook my head no and he inserted himself in me and fucked me while she stroked my clit and I reached a climax and he did too.
After he got off, she laid down beside me and pulled me into a spooning position, and held me tight, whispering love words to me, telling me she wanted me to be her girlfriend too, running her hands over my breasts, pushing her pubic bone against my bottom. She ended up laying me on my back and just kissing my mouth with long kisses while she massaged my breast.
I felt his hands reach between my thighs and open my legs and he put his mouth on my pussy and ate me into another climax, she held me, kissing me, feeling my breasts, telling me that my pussy was the queen that night and they were there only to please me. I slept and woke up in her arms, the rush of the evening was over, I was a little cold, the room was dark and he was snoring beside us. She felt me move and hushed me so as not to wake him, asked me if I needed to go pee. We went together, first me and then her, she loaned me a nightdress and we went back to sleep until after the sun came up.
I'm like her, I am not into girls unless we are doing it together. I love how she helps me make love, she has shown me how to help her get got for him, and we do give each other oral sex during a session. He likes to watch and follow up with a hard penetration, which usually gives me a climax. I don't hang out with my old crowd, except now and then, I am in a more or less committed relationship. I am much more her girlfriend except when it is time to have sex, then I become his girlfriend. It is several months, almost going on a year since we met at the bar that night. She is right about one thing, if I hadn't gone along I would never have known how much fun it is to enjoy your body.
The guy looked at me, stared at me, and reached out and touched my cheek and my chin and told me I was truly beautiful. His girlfriend was looking the other way, and he started to flirt with me, it was a laughing moment for me, this old guy putting the move on me in front of his girlfriend. He was just engaging, I couldn't break off the conversation, while he was talking to me, running the back of his finger up and down my cheek, holding my chin up so that he could hear me, running his fingers through my hair, I couldn't break away. I was uncomfortable on the stool, I was slipping forward but I didn't dare break the moment,
He put his hand under my arms and lifted me back on the stool and kissed me cheek and told me I had soft cheeks, and asked me if he could kiss my lips. Not answering he kissed me, a soft gentle kiss. I could not hear anything, the noise of the bar was gone, and then his girlfriend looked into my eyes and tapped my chin and broke the moment by telling me not to be flattered, he always hit on pretty girls.
I was with a big group, they were two and their table got called first. He leaned over to kiss me again, she held his arm, but let him kiss me. They walked off and I sat there, embarrassed as I realized that my friends had watched. After a moment the woman came back and said her boyfriend wanted me to join them. She took my arm and pulled me off the stool, she asked me my name and said I was very pretty. Halfway to the table she stopped, and turned to me and fixed my shirt and my hair and said I didn't want to look like I had just been roughed up.
At the table the conversation never died, he was so engaging, and she drug up my entire life story. She complained a little that her boyfriend had a thing for pretty girls, but he was a good guy and if that was his flaw, she could control it. But this time, I had struck a nerve with him. She kept straightening my hair, and apologizing for looking at me. During desert she grabbed my hand in my lap and said I could order what I wanted, not to be shy, because he was loaded and he could afford to make me happy.
I lost track of my friends, they were there but I was no longer with them. She and I went to the ladies room, and she asked me if I would please her boyfriend. It had been a long time, and sometimes couples needed to spice up their lives a little and she was sure he would like to have me spend the night. She put he hand on my cheek and said that I was one in a million and I didn't have to make love with her if I didn't want to, but once in my life I should go with instinct and spend at least one night of my life with a man of experience.
At their house, it was so elegant, not flashy, just elegant, she walked me around so I would feel comfortable. She stopped me in one of the bedrooms and said she would take me home anytime I felt uncomfortable. She also said this was straight stuff, he pleased girls, didn't hurt them, to be a little open to experiment, that she liked girls but was basically hetero except when they entertained a girl together. She wanted to share, but if I didn't want her to be there she understood. She kissed my lips, and said her condition with him was that he not violate my boundaries. Her condition with me was that after he made love to me that I would let her hold me and hug me.
Getting undressed with her, she helped me, she folded my clothes for me. She smelled my panties and said that girl smell was a big turn on, not to the girl, but to the man or another girl and that she should never take her panties off until I was very wet and use them with my lover, that a man's erection was directly connected to the smell of a woman. She sat on the bed smelling my panties, she asked to smell my pussy. I stood in front of her, she was gently caressing my bottom and she was smelling my pussy.
He came in, he was naked, his penis was getting an erection and she took his penis and just gave him the longest suck. She stood back and said she wanted to get fucked too, but tonight it was for me.
She turned the bed down and brought me over and laid me on my back, she held my head and whispered that I should open my legs slowly, that he was going to spread them to fuck me, but I needed to call him with my pussy. To think of his penis fucking me, to thing of his penis filling me with baby making sperm, to let my pussy open up, to move my hips from side to side for him, begging him with my pussy to fuck me. She was kissing my cheeks, my lips, while she whispered to me, he hand was on my pussy, she kept whispering to me to let my pussy speak for me, to let my pussy grow open demanding to get fucked.
I wasn't paying attention to him, her hand was all over my pussy, when he got on me it was a shock, unexpected, he shot into me, and fucked me rough for several minutes, and then got off and told me he wanted to kiss my button hole. She helped me turn over and she put a pillow under my hips and opened my legs and felt my pussy some more, and then he put his face between my cheeks and kissed and sucked on my hole while she fingered my vagina. He lifted his face and I felt him get on my back and he inserted his penis in me again, and fucked me for a few minutes, she asked me if I wanted to try some back door, I shook my head no and he inserted himself in me and fucked me while she stroked my clit and I reached a climax and he did too.
After he got off, she laid down beside me and pulled me into a spooning position, and held me tight, whispering love words to me, telling me she wanted me to be her girlfriend too, running her hands over my breasts, pushing her pubic bone against my bottom. She ended up laying me on my back and just kissing my mouth with long kisses while she massaged my breast.
I felt his hands reach between my thighs and open my legs and he put his mouth on my pussy and ate me into another climax, she held me, kissing me, feeling my breasts, telling me that my pussy was the queen that night and they were there only to please me. I slept and woke up in her arms, the rush of the evening was over, I was a little cold, the room was dark and he was snoring beside us. She felt me move and hushed me so as not to wake him, asked me if I needed to go pee. We went together, first me and then her, she loaned me a nightdress and we went back to sleep until after the sun came up.
I'm like her, I am not into girls unless we are doing it together. I love how she helps me make love, she has shown me how to help her get got for him, and we do give each other oral sex during a session. He likes to watch and follow up with a hard penetration, which usually gives me a climax. I don't hang out with my old crowd, except now and then, I am in a more or less committed relationship. I am much more her girlfriend except when it is time to have sex, then I become his girlfriend. It is several months, almost going on a year since we met at the bar that night. She is right about one thing, if I hadn't gone along I would never have known how much fun it is to enjoy your body.
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