Straight Female / 36
From A Girl Who Loves A Guy Who Likes Guys 1
I met my current man Joey about 4 years ago at an alternative rock concert. My man had gotten tickets to the concert and given some of the tickets to my cousin and her man and I was invited to go with them. I immediately found my man attractive and after the concert, he invited me to go partying with him. After a night of loud music, the inhalation of pot at the concert and partying, my man and I wound up at his apartment.
I enjoy sex and consider myself open minded. I had anal sex before I met my man, but it wasn’t one of my favorite sexual practices. It was something I usually allowed a guy to perform if I liked him and with whom I had a long-term relationship. I had never had someone stick their tongue up my asshole nor had I ever imagined wearing a strap on dildo. That first night with my man, however, pushed the envelope of my sexual experiences. I suppose I should mention, my man is also my first black man, as well as he being an older man.
We performed acts on each other that I was accustomed to such as oral sex, 69, etc. However, my man rolled me over and began rimming my asshole with his tongue. After we fucked the first time, he pulled out just before he came and ejaculated on my stomach. He then licked his sperm off my stomach and then kissed me very deeply putting his come in my mouth. He also pulled out of his dresser a strap on white dildo and wanted me to use it on him. I complied with his request and performed anal sex on him while he masturbated.
Probably any other guy that wanted me to do the things that we did our first night together, I would have told go to hell and would have left. However, I was so damn physically attracted to my man that I let him indulge in his somewhat deviant sexual practices. At my man’s request, I even stopped shaving my armpits and bush. Im still natural to this day and I love it.
My man and I started seeing each other almost every day after work and made love. Within a few weeks of having met him, I moved into his apartment. As time went on, our love making got a little kinkier and kinkier. My man would want me to use the strap-on on him while he wore one of my panties or thongs. Often times we would video our love making sessions and then watch our movie on the TV.
After we had been living with each other for about 2 months, my man one day said that he needed to be honest with me. He wanted to tell me something about him that I didn’t know, however, he was scared that it might cause me not to love him anymore and leave. I told him whatever was in his past or whatever he may have done that we could work it out.
My man then told me that he was bisexual and that he was having a relationship with another bi sexual guy. I didn’t quite know how to handle this new revelation. I was deeply in love with him and wouldn’t deny him anything to keep him happy. However, I didn’t know how to handle having a bi sexual man.
He told me that he loved me and didn’t want to lose me. He wanted to make love to me and his male partner and he wanted me to be with him when he was with his partner.
I was very apprehensive about this arrangement, but my man persisted and I didn’t want to lose my man.
We met my man's friend at a darkly lit piano bar. My man introduced Eric to me. My man and Eric were very different in size and build. Looking at the two of them, you would never guess that they were both bi. Any woman would die to be with either one of them much less make love with both of them at the same time. We had a few stiff drinks and talked, that’s when I learned that Eric at one time was my man’s ex-wife’s lover.. The drinks relaxed me and then Eric asked us to join him at his apartment.
While my man and I followed Eric in our car, I asked my man if we were really going to do this. My man said that he wouldn’t do anything that I didn’t want to do. If at any point I wanted to stop, let him know. He gave me a code phrase to use if at any point I became uncomfortable. The code phrase was "red light". At any point I wanted to stop or became uncomfortable all I had to do was say "red light" and it would be over. We would get dressed and leave.
When we got to Eric's place, my man and I sat on his sofa while Eric put on some music and served us a drink. After a few sips of his drink, my man leaned towards me and gave me a kiss. I returned his kiss by drawing his tongue into my mouth. The drinks had relaxed me but I was still a little nervous. My man began kissing my neck and the next thing I know, Eric leaned over and began kissing me as well. I returned his kiss by drawing his tongue into my mouth. Soon I had both my man and Eric kissing me on the lips and neck and both began fondling my breasts. Eric then asked if we would like to take this to his bedroom. Eric led and my man and I followed holding hands.
I enjoy sex and consider myself open minded. I had anal sex before I met my man, but it wasn’t one of my favorite sexual practices. It was something I usually allowed a guy to perform if I liked him and with whom I had a long-term relationship. I had never had someone stick their tongue up my asshole nor had I ever imagined wearing a strap on dildo. That first night with my man, however, pushed the envelope of my sexual experiences. I suppose I should mention, my man is also my first black man, as well as he being an older man.
We performed acts on each other that I was accustomed to such as oral sex, 69, etc. However, my man rolled me over and began rimming my asshole with his tongue. After we fucked the first time, he pulled out just before he came and ejaculated on my stomach. He then licked his sperm off my stomach and then kissed me very deeply putting his come in my mouth. He also pulled out of his dresser a strap on white dildo and wanted me to use it on him. I complied with his request and performed anal sex on him while he masturbated.
Probably any other guy that wanted me to do the things that we did our first night together, I would have told go to hell and would have left. However, I was so damn physically attracted to my man that I let him indulge in his somewhat deviant sexual practices. At my man’s request, I even stopped shaving my armpits and bush. Im still natural to this day and I love it.
My man and I started seeing each other almost every day after work and made love. Within a few weeks of having met him, I moved into his apartment. As time went on, our love making got a little kinkier and kinkier. My man would want me to use the strap-on on him while he wore one of my panties or thongs. Often times we would video our love making sessions and then watch our movie on the TV.
After we had been living with each other for about 2 months, my man one day said that he needed to be honest with me. He wanted to tell me something about him that I didn’t know, however, he was scared that it might cause me not to love him anymore and leave. I told him whatever was in his past or whatever he may have done that we could work it out.
My man then told me that he was bisexual and that he was having a relationship with another bi sexual guy. I didn’t quite know how to handle this new revelation. I was deeply in love with him and wouldn’t deny him anything to keep him happy. However, I didn’t know how to handle having a bi sexual man.
He told me that he loved me and didn’t want to lose me. He wanted to make love to me and his male partner and he wanted me to be with him when he was with his partner.
I was very apprehensive about this arrangement, but my man persisted and I didn’t want to lose my man.
We met my man's friend at a darkly lit piano bar. My man introduced Eric to me. My man and Eric were very different in size and build. Looking at the two of them, you would never guess that they were both bi. Any woman would die to be with either one of them much less make love with both of them at the same time. We had a few stiff drinks and talked, that’s when I learned that Eric at one time was my man’s ex-wife’s lover.. The drinks relaxed me and then Eric asked us to join him at his apartment.
While my man and I followed Eric in our car, I asked my man if we were really going to do this. My man said that he wouldn’t do anything that I didn’t want to do. If at any point I wanted to stop, let him know. He gave me a code phrase to use if at any point I became uncomfortable. The code phrase was "red light". At any point I wanted to stop or became uncomfortable all I had to do was say "red light" and it would be over. We would get dressed and leave.
When we got to Eric's place, my man and I sat on his sofa while Eric put on some music and served us a drink. After a few sips of his drink, my man leaned towards me and gave me a kiss. I returned his kiss by drawing his tongue into my mouth. The drinks had relaxed me but I was still a little nervous. My man began kissing my neck and the next thing I know, Eric leaned over and began kissing me as well. I returned his kiss by drawing his tongue into my mouth. Soon I had both my man and Eric kissing me on the lips and neck and both began fondling my breasts. Eric then asked if we would like to take this to his bedroom. Eric led and my man and I followed holding hands.
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